A Sudden Look Back, and Master Was There in the Dim Lantern Light [Please collect]

As the Child of Destiny, Tang San naturally would not be defeated by a mere two-thousand-year Soul Ring. Not only did he successfully absorb it, but he also obtained the incomparably precious External Soul Bone, the Eight Spider Lances.

Seeing Xiao Wu return safely, Tang San rushed forward and hugged her tightly, his eyes brimming with tears.

Once Tang San gradually calmed down, everyone curiously asked how he had killed the Man Faced Demon Spider.

Tang San then showed everyone the Godly Zhuge Crossbow and casually explained the Hidden Weapon techniques he had used to defeat Meng Yiran.

The tyrannical power of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, the bizarre Hidden Weapon techniques, and the novel concept of Hidden Weapons—everything left a deep impression on those encountering Hidden Weapons for the first time.

Faced with such a powerful weapon, Oscar was the first to swallow his pride. As a Food System Soul Master, he possessed no combat ability himself, so he desired the powerful Godly Zhuge Crossbow more than anyone.

Fortunately, since Tang San had decided to show the Godly Zhuge Crossbow to everyone, he naturally would not reject their desire for it. He agreed to provide each of them with a set at cost.

After returning to the academy, everyone finally let down their tightly wound nerves, and exhaustion quickly washed over them.

Just as everyone was preparing to head back and get some proper rest, Ning Rongrong stopped Tang San and said she wanted to speak with him alone.

After witnessing the power of the Godly Zhuge Crossbow, Ning Rongrong had suddenly come up with the idea of ordering a batch of Godly Zhuge Crossbows for the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's clan members to protect themselves.

With the Godly Zhuge Crossbows, the clan members would have another means of self-defense. After all, even with affiliated disciples protecting them, it was still better to hold strength in their own hands. The sect had once suffered the vile incident of disciples betraying them and abducting direct-line descendants.

A Hidden Weapon was hidden for a reason. The Godly Zhuge Crossbow's immense power lay in the word "hidden." If word of this spread and their enemies became prepared, then even if every sect disciple were equipped with a Godly Zhuge Crossbow, it would be useless.

This concerned the safety of the sect's direct-line descendants, which was why Ning Rongrong discussed it with Tang San alone. Even Zhang Yang and Xiao Wu could not listen in.

Because the Godly Zhuge Crossbow was extremely difficult to make, Tang San found himself in a difficult position. However, he did not reject her outright. Instead, he decided to think it over carefully before giving Ning Rongrong an answer.

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong visibly relaxed. With a faint smile, she began teasing Tang San. "Oh dear, I need to figure out how to explain this to Xiao Wu. I can't let her get jealous of me."

Tang San smiled. "Not just Xiao Wu. You should also think about how to explain it to Zhang Yang."

Ning Rongrong's pretty face reddened. "Zhang Yang and I have nothing to do with each other. Why would I need to explain anything to him?"

Tang San smiled. "That, I don't know. Even if Zhang Yang trusts me, he must be wondering about it right now. Maybe he's sulking in the Dormitory as we speak."

"If he wants to sulk, let him sulk. I'm leaving first." Ning Rongrong ran off without waiting for Tang San to respond.

Tang San noticed that she was not heading toward the girls' Dormitory. He merely smiled and said nothing.

On the way back, Tang San had heard Zhang Yang mention the ten Gold Soul Coin prize for winning at the Great Soul Arena more than once. Tang San was therefore certain that Ning Rongrong's trip to find Zhang Yang would end in vain.

However, Tang San did not tell Ning Rongrong the truth and instead let her make the trip for nothing. After all, she had teased him about Xiao Wu.

Sure enough, after failing to get an answer at the door, Ning Rongrong asked Oscar and learned that Zhang Yang had not even returned to the Dormitory after arriving at the academy. He had eaten a Recovery Sausage and run off to Suotuo City.

After Ning Rongrong revealed her true nature, Oscar had once given up on her completely. Though her personality had improved greatly in recent days, Zhang Yang had already beaten him to the punch.

Although Oscar felt regretful, he understood that he had to turn the page on this matter.

Zhang Yang arrived in Suotuo City early, so he first went to Spirit Hall to register his new rank and collect the one hundred Gold Soul Coin subsidy for Soul Elders.

Since it was Zhang Yang's first time testing his Soul Power and collecting a subsidy in Suotuo City, Spirit Hall tried to recruit him once again.

Zhang Yang felt that Spirit Hall's Soul Masters seemed to have something like performance quotas. They all loved trying to recruit talented Soul Masters into Spirit Hall.

After shaking off Spirit Hall's recruitment attempt, Zhang Yang, whose wealth had greatly increased, found a restaurant and ate his fill. Then he leisurely drank two cups of tea. Once he saw that the time was about right, he entered the Suotuo City Great Soul Arena.

At the registration counter, Zhang Yang followed the procedure, handed over his Iron Soul Fighting Badge, tested his Soul Power, and entered the Soul Fighting matchmaking queue.

Having just absorbed a Soul Ring, Zhang Yang's Soul Power was now level 31, meaning he needed to participate in Soul Elder-level Soul Fights. The registration staff even tried to persuade him otherwise, because his opponent would undoubtedly be a level 38 or 39 Battle Soul Elder.

A level 31 Soul Elder fighting a level 38 or 39 opponent—his chances of winning were obvious.

Naturally, Zhang Yang was not worried about losing. At that moment, he only wanted to shed a tear for the gamblers who were about to bet on his defeat.

What a shame. If Dai Mubai had been here, he could have made another killing.

Soul Elder-level battles clearly drew far more spectators than Soul Grandmaster-level ones. The audience was naturally willing to spend a little more on tickets to watch more exciting matches.

Before long, it was Zhang Yang's turn to take the stage.

Zhang Yang's opponent was a level 38 Battle Soul Elder whose Martial Soul was a Leopard. Judging from the characteristics of his Martial Soul, he should have been an Agility Attack System Battle Soul Master with considerable strength.

Although Assault Types countered Agility Attack Systems, the difference between level 38 and level 31 Soul Power gave him an absolute advantage. If it had been anyone other than Zhang Yang, a level 31 Soul Elder would have stood no chance.

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"Ha!" His opponent had already merged with his Leopard Martial Soul. His claws were as sharp as blades, yellowish-brown fur covered his entire body, and three Soul Rings—two yellow and one purple—rose and fell around him.

He was extremely fast. Within a single breath, he arrived before Zhang Yang and viciously swung his right claw, intending to test Zhang Yang's abilities first.

Zhang Yang had already activated his first and Second Soul Ring skills, so there was no need for him to dodge the attack at all. However, wanting to conceal his strength, Zhang Yang still activated Paper Art.

With Paper Art active, Zhang Yang was like a white sheet of paper drifting weightlessly through the air, swaying with the gusts generated by the enemy's attacks. The Leopard Soul Elder launched more than ten consecutive strikes, yet could not even touch the corner of Zhang Yang's clothes.

"Ha."

Seeing Zhang Yang effortlessly evade his entire combo, the Leopard knew this battle would not end so easily.

"Pounce."

The Leopard Soul Elder's Third Soul Ring lit up, and a burst of Yellow Light instantly spread over his body. He leaped into the air and viciously pounced toward Zhang Yang.

The Leopard Soul Elder's claws, shrouded in yellow light, were so sharp that they gleamed. If another Soul Master had been struck by such a pounce, they would surely have suffered several bone-deep wounds. A weaker Soul Master might even have ended up with broken bones and torn tendons.

But Zhang Yang naturally would not be hit by such a straightforward attack.

"Soru." Zhang Yang stomped both feet against the ground and instantly shifted more than ten meters away.

Bang! The Leopard Soul Elder's Soul Power-infused strike directly smashed a small crater into the specially made Soul Fighting stage.

For a Soul Master who was not an Assault Type strength fighter to smash a crater into the stage showed that his strength was truly remarkable among Agility Attack System Soul Masters.

After missing his pounce, the Leopard Soul Elder immediately turned back toward Zhang Yang. His first and Second Soul Rings lit up at the same time.

Whoosh. The Leopard Soul Elder's speed suddenly increased by more than double. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before Zhang Yang and launched another Leopard Claw Combo.

The Leopard Soul Elder's first and Second Soul Ring skills did not merely increase his Movement Speed. Zhang Yang could clearly feel that his attack speed and attack power had also increased by nearly thirty percent compared to before.

Yet Zhang Yang still found it easy to evade with Paper Art.

After attacking for so long without results, the Leopard Soul Master grew anxious. Leopards did not have much endurance to begin with, and as someone with a Leopard Martial Soul, he had inherited that trait. Though his attacks were swift as lightning, he could not sustain them for long.

I need to think of something.

The Leopard Soul Master quickly retreated, panting heavily as he mocked, "Kid, do you only know how to dodge? Did you obtain all three of your Soul Rings by exhausting Soul Beasts to death?"

The surrounding spectators also voiced their dissatisfaction.

Zhang Yang smiled. "You want me to attack? Fine."

He had already figured out all of his opponent's Soul Skills and understood his attack patterns. There was no point in dragging this battle out any longer.

So, it was time to end this Soul Fight.

With that thought, all three of Zhang Yang's Soul Rings lit up simultaneously. His entire body instantly transformed into a streak of yellow light, and the Next Moment, he appeared right before the Leopard Soul Master.

Before his eyes could even catch Zhang Yang's movement, Zhang Yang had suddenly appeared in front of him. Alarm bells rang wildly in the Leopard Soul Master's heart.

Having flashed right before the Leopard Soul Master, Zhang Yang smiled faintly and said, "Speed is weight. Have you ever been kicked at the speed of light?"

Seeing Zhang Yang still dare to talk trash right in front of him, the Leopard Soul Master, still enhanced by his first and Second Soul Ring skills, swung both claws viciously toward him.

The savage strike caught nothing but air.

Then, a long leg gleaming with Yellow Light swept into the Leopard Soul Elder's waist at the speed of light.

Bang!

The Leopard Soul Elder flew sideways straight off the Soul Fighting stage and slammed viciously into the wall.

Having kicked his opponent out of the arena, Zhang Yang naturally won the match. The Leopard Soul Elder below the stage was immediately healed by a Recovery System Soul Master.

Since this was a betting match, Zhang Yang had controlled his strength. Though the Leopard Soul Elder had flown far, the strike had not been overly powerful. With treatment from a Recovery System Soul Master, he would recover in three to five days.

After registering his points and collecting his prize money below the stage, Zhang Yang headed straight back to the academy.

Zhang Yang did not plan to cultivate that day. He decided to get a proper night's sleep instead. After all, he had traveled hundreds of li during the day. Even with Oscar's Recovery Sausage, his mind was already extremely exhausted.

Keeping his mind constantly tense would have the opposite effect on cultivation. Necessary rest could instead improve the results of one's regular cultivation. This was the method of balancing work and rest that Master had taught Zhang Yang and Tang San.

After returning to the academy, Zhang Yang pushed open his door and saw a thin figure sitting at his desk, seriously reading a book.

Hearing the door open, the thin figure turned around. It was Master.

Zhang Yang's face filled with surprise. "Teacher? When did you get here?"

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