Talent

Just as Tang San thought he had won, Ye Lan vanished before his eyes!

It turned out that at the instant Tang San's Mysterious Jade Palm struck Ye Lan, Ye Lan's speed surged, and he flashed around to Tang San's blind spot.

Tang San was still striking at the spot where Ye Lan had disappeared, while Ye Lan, now in Tang San's blind spot, delivered a vicious Whip Leg to Tang San!

This book was first published on Taiwan Novel Network. Great experience, t̑̈̑̈w̑̈̑̈k̑̈̑̈̑̈ȃ̈̑̈n̑̈̑̈.c̑̈̑̈ȏ̈̑̈m̑̈̑̈, super considerate, providing an error-free, properly ordered reading experience.

Tang San was still shocked by Ye Lan's disappearance when he suddenly felt an immense force explode against his chest.

His vision instantly went white, and he flew away like a kite with its string cut.

He flew three meters before crashing heavily onto the bluestone floor.

Ye Lan still felt lingering fear. He had nearly been affected by the Nameless Fire just now and almost kicked Tang San severely injured. Fortunately, he had regained his senses at the last moment and held back some of his strength.

Tang San lay motionless on the ground, his eyes open as he stared up at the endless white sky.

Tang San began to question his life. The paralysis effect of the Blue Silver Grass had clearly taken effect. Why had Ye Lan been able to suddenly disappear?

A soul skill? No, Ye Lan did not have a soul ring yet! Was it because they both had Blue Silver Grass Martial Souls? Absolutely not!

Tang San was certain that his Blue Silver Grass was now far stronger than Ye Lan's. Therefore, Ye Lan's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul could not possibly be immune to the poison of his Blue Silver Grass.

Then why had the Blue Silver Grass poison failed?

"I never expected a Hundred-Year Soul Ring to lose to a Soul Master without a soul ring."

"The point is, aren't both of them Blue Silver Grass? Since when could Blue Silver Grass be cultivated?"

"Yeah, can Blue Silver Grass really be this strong?"

"Hahaha, he really is the one I had my eye on! That kick was so cool!"

Amid the crowd's cries of surprise, Tang San suddenly sat up.

Tang San looked at Ye Lan and asked, "Why weren't you paralyzed by my poison?"

Ye Lan rubbed his chin and glanced at Tang San. "There's no harm in telling you. I can control the flow of Soul Power within my body. The moment I was injured by your Blue Silver Bind, I cut off the Soul Power supply to my legs.

"As for why my movements became slower and slower, I was faking it. I deliberately exposed a weakness. What I wanted was for you to expose a weakness when you thought you were about to finish me off. Then I could finish you with a single strike."

Ye Lan calmly explained his battle strategy. A wave of turmoil rose in Tang San's heart. He had never expected Ye Lan to have led him by the nose and defeated him so thoroughly.

"So the flow of Soul Power can be controlled?" Tang San asked in confusion. Tang San cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Skill and only knew that Soul Power could flow along its circulation paths. He had not known it could be controlled.

After all, it was like a circulating water source. If one part was contaminated, the entire circulating water source should have been contaminated.

"Just talent," Ye Lan perfunctorily replied. Naturally, he would not tell Tang San the secret behind it.

This involved Ye Lan's ability to attach Soul Power as he pleased, freely releasing and withdrawing it.

Ye Lan could control the proportion of Soul Power attached; even zero percent Soul Power was within his control. Even if a trace of Soul Power escaped into his legs, his legs could instinctively make full use of it, preventing the poisoned Soul Power from flowing back into Ye Lan's upper body.

"Tang San, you lost. Don't bother me again!" Ye Lan said before leaving Nuoding Academy without looking back.

Tang San watched Ye Lan's departing figure. His left hand twitched slightly, but he eventually sighed and gave up on the thought of using a Hidden Weapon against Ye Lan.

First, he had started this fight.

Second, it was ultimately just a spar between classmates.

Third, there were too many people around. If he killed Ye Lan, it would be difficult to deal with the consequences.

But Tang San did not know that whenever Ye Lan faced him, all five of his senses were fully alert. What Ye Lan had been guarding against was precisely Tang San's Hidden Weapon techniques.

Elsewhere, the Betting Match between the upperclassmen and Work-Study Students initiated by Xiao Wu was not affected by Tang San's absence. Xiao Wu cleanly defeated Xiao Chenyu and the other two in a one-against-three fight, becoming Nuoding Academy's big sister for the next six years—Sister Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu's habit of stirring up trouble and having a foul mouth was also a bad habit she developed from being the big sister for six years.

No one at Nuoding Academy dared defy Xiao Wu, so it was only natural that she developed such a troublemaking personality.

Tang San dusted off his clothes, ignoring the concerned inquiries of kind classmates. He walked despondently along Nuoding Academy's main road, thinking, Even using the Tang Sect's ultimate arts, I still couldn't defeat Ye Lan? What do I need to do to beat Ye Lan even once? Ye Lan's Soul Power is weaker than mine, and his Blue Silver Grass is inferior to mine. Yet I still can't beat him. Am I really that useless?

No, I still have the Clear Sky Hammer!

Tang San finally found something in which he was stronger than Ye Lan: Twin Martial Souls.

He then looked up and realized that he had unconsciously arrived at the place where his teacher usually stayed.

"Xiao San, what's wrong? Why do you look so dejected? This doesn't look like the genius who just acquired a Hundred-Year Soul Ring!" Yu Xiaogang said. Seeing Tang San like this, he could not bear it and asked with concern.

"Teacher, I lost again. I lost to Ye Lan once more!" Tang San did not dare look Yu Xiaogang in the eyes.

Yu Xiaogang stepped closer to Tang San and asked, "Xiao San, tell me the whole process in detail."

Tang San nodded and recounted everything from beginning to end.

Yu Xiaogang rubbed his chin and began to counsel Tang San. "Xiao San, this failure was not because you were too weak. It was because you did not take your opponent seriously. Once you tested him and discovered that you could not gain the upper hand over Ye Lan in close combat, you should have widened the distance and repeatedly used Blue Silver Bind. That is a Hundred-Year Soul Skill. Even if Ye Lan can control the flow of Soul Power, so what? As long as his entire body is injured by Blue Silver Grass and poisoned all over, how can he fight you, Xiao San, after cutting off Soul Power throughout his entire body?"

Yu Xiaogang analyzed the matter in a clear and logical manner. Tang San felt that it made sense after hearing him, but he wanted to defeat Ye Lan head-on. He then said, "Teacher, can I cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer? I believe that as long as I cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer, I'll be able to crush Ye Lan easily."

Upon hearing Tang San's words, Yu Xiaogang became emotional and sternly lectured him. "Xiao San, you must never think that way. You must understand that your greatest advantage is your Twin Martial Souls. Once your Blue Silver Grass has cultivated to the Soul Saint, Soul Douluo, or even Titled Douluo stage, you can then add soul rings to the Clear Sky Hammer. You'll be able to attach Black Soul Rings, or even hundred-thousand-year red soul rings."

"At that time, wouldn't nine soul rings over ten thousand years on the Clear Sky Hammer make you invincible across the continent?" Yu Xiaogang's eyes revealed a look of fantasy.

Listening to Yu Xiaogang's words, Tang San imagined his future self possessing nine soul rings at least Black Soul Ring level. His body trembled uncontrollably with excitement.

"Yes, Teacher." Tang San finally came to his senses. Twin Martial Souls were his greatest talent.

"Promise your teacher that, no matter what, you will not add soul rings to the Clear Sky Hammer," Yu Xiaogang said uneasily.

Seeing Yu Xiaogang's serious expression, warmth welled up in Tang San's heart. He said firmly, "Teacher, I promise you."