The Power of the Double Pupil, Replicating Tang Sect Ultimate Arts

Tang San looked at Yang Yuan's casual stance, his body seemingly full of openings, and a hint of contempt appeared in his eyes.

He sneered inwardly.

"He really is arrogant!"

"Does he really think I'm just like all those other ordinary fools?"

Inside Dorm Seven, Wang Sheng and the others watched the scene before them. No one believed Tang San could win.

After all, how strong could a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master possibly be?

Tang San's gaze swept over them, and he could not help but sneer. So none of them think I can defeat Yang Yuan?

What a bunch of short-sighted fools.

Fine. This is the perfect chance to let all of you see.

How this Soul Master with a useless Martial Soul defeats Yang Yuan!

Teacher was right.

There were no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters.

So what if my Martial Soul is the useless Blue Silver Grass?

I can still defeat geniuses with other Martial Souls.

As that final thought flashed through his mind, Tang San struck decisively.

Since Yang Yuan had defeated Wang Sheng and become the leader of Dorm Seven, and because Tang San held a trace of awe for the legends of the Double Pupil from his previous life, he had no intention of holding back.

The moment he moved, he used a Tang Sect Ultimate Art.

His feet stepped through the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

He seemed to take only three or four light steps forward, yet he had already appeared at Yang Yuan's side. From an extremely tricky angle, he struck his palm toward Yang Yuan's chest.

A jade-like glow shimmered over his palm. It was the Tang Sect Ultimate Art, Mysterious Jade Hand.

Nearby.

Wang Sheng and the others were already dumbfounded.

Tang San was so fast!

Was he really just a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master?

From their perspective, they could not see the explosive burst of speed Tang San had displayed in that instant. They had only seen an afterimage.

Yet Tang San, who appeared as nothing more than an afterimage in their eyes, was as clear as if moving in slow motion to Yang Yuan.

After all, although Yang Yuan had yet to obtain a Soul Ring, his Innate Soul Power was as high as rank twenty.

Tang San could not compare to him in that regard alone.

Under the gaze of Yang Yuan's Double Pupil, every one of Tang San's movements was laid bare.

Even the paths of the inner force flowing through his body were clearly caught, broken down, and understood by Yang Yuan.

It could be said that Tang San's Tang Sect Ultimate Art held no secrets whatsoever before Yang Yuan.

By observing an opponent's moves, the Double Pupil could rapidly learn and even optimize their skills.

If Yang Yuan were not still weak, and if his control and development of the Double Pupil were not so rudimentary,

then with a single glance, he could replicate all of Tang San's Tang Sect Ultimate Arts and optimize them.

Tang San knew nothing of this.

However, when he noticed a flash of chaotic light within Yang Yuan's Double Pupil, unease immediately welled up in his heart.

He also used the Tang Sect Ultimate Art Purple Demon Eye, focusing intently on Yang Yuan's movements.

So long as Yang Yuan showed even the slightest abnormality, he was confident he could counter it in time.

After all, his Purple Demon Eye had already initially entered its second realm, Subtlety.

However, ideals were beautiful.

Reality, however, was cruel!

Compared to Yang Yuan's Double Pupil, the Purple Demon Eye was like a firefly trying to compete with the bright moon.

There was simply no comparison!

Whether in terms of raw power or function, the Double Pupil surpassed the Purple Demon Eye by an unknown margin.

Thus, at the instant Tang San closed in and thrust out his palm, Yang Yuan merely shifted slightly to the side and effortlessly avoided the strike.

When that palm strike failed, Tang San was slightly startled. Then he pressed onward, continuing his attack against Yang Yuan.

However, no matter how fierce and swift Tang San's attacks were, he could not even touch the corner of Yang Yuan's clothes.

At this point, even everyone in Dorm Seven could tell who was stronger and who was weaker.

Yang Yuan was toying with Tang San!

Tang San's expression darkened slightly as well.

He had wanted to end the battle quickly and let Yang Yuan, Wang Sheng, and the others understand.

There were no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters.

But he had never expected Yang Yuan to be this strong.

He had already used the Tang Sect Ultimate Arts with all his strength, yet he could not even touch Yang Yuan's clothes.

It was simply the greatest humiliation!

And he had also figured out the reason.

The reason Yang Yuan could always evade his attacks in time lay entirely in those Double Pupils.

Those Double Pupils should function similarly to his Purple Demon Eye, only with far stronger effects.

That was why Yang Yuan could clearly capture his every movement and evade in time.

"Damn it, I have no way to deal with him like this unless I drag him into a battle of attrition."

"Those eyes of his should be like my Purple Demon Eye. He shouldn't be able to maintain this state for long."

Tang San analyzed inwardly as he slowed his offensive, intending to wear Yang Yuan down.

But the moment he slowed his attacks, Yang Yuan took the initiative and charged forward.

This punch, this palm strike...

Tang San was shocked!

He actually saw traces of his own earlier moves within Yang Yuan's attacks!

How was that possible?

More importantly, Yang Yuan's attacks not only resembled his own, but were even fiercer.

How could that make sense?

Tang San hurriedly defended himself, but unlike Yang Yuan, he could not evade these attacks with such ease.

And what shocked Tang San even more was yet to come.

Bang! Bang!

When Yang Yuan's attacks landed on Tang San, his face instantly turned pale, and his body staggered backward again and again.

"Why is Yang Yuan's strength so great?"

Tang San was shocked inwardly.

What he did not know was that Yang Yuan was already holding back with all his might.

Otherwise, with Yang Yuan's current strength, Tang San would not have been able to withstand even a single punch.

Bang!

After exchanging more than ten moves in succession, Yang Yuan sent Tang San flying seven or eight meters backward with one punch, finally ending the battle.

Tang San struggled to his feet, two bruises already visible on his face.

But

Tang San did not care about that at all. His face was full of unwillingness.

Yang Yuan's eyes were too strange. They could actually replicate his moves.

Fortunately, Tang Sect Ultimate Arts such as Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and Mysterious Jade Hand required matching cultivation methods.

Yang Yuan could at most imitate their form.

Without those Double Pupils, Tang San was utterly confident that even if Yang Yuan was stronger than him physically, he would still not be his opponent.

Of course, even now, he still refused to accept defeat.

After all, his true killing move was his Hidden Weapon Technique.

If there were no restrictions and they fought one-on-one to the death,

Tang San was confident that Yang Yuan would definitely not be his opponent.

Unfortunately, he could only admit defeat now.

Tang San said in a low voice, "Yang Yuan, you win!"

Yang Yuan narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"Judging by your expression, you seem rather unwilling to accept it."

Tang San remained silent.

But anyone with eyes could see his reluctance.

From a distance, Wang Sheng said, "Tang San, although you're strong too, a man should honor his word after losing a bet."

Yang Yuan merely smiled. "It doesn't matter if you're unwilling. Whenever you think you can beat me in the future, you can challenge me anytime."

"So long as you aren't afraid of getting beaten up, I welcome your challenge."

Yang Yuan spoke with complete sincerity.

After all, he could both beat Tang San up and secretly learn his Tang Sect Ultimate Arts.

Why not?

After hearing this, a spark of fighting spirit ignited in Tang San's eyes.

Through their battle just now, he had already discovered his greatest weakness.

Although he also possessed Innate Full Soul Power, his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul had practically no combat strength, which was why he had not even released it during the battle.

Yang Yuan, on the other hand, could skillfully apply his Eye Martial Soul in actual combat.

That was the greatest gap between him and Yang Yuan.

But that did not matter.

Now, he had a Teacher.

He believed that under Teacher's guidance,

his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul would surely be able to play a role in actual combat just like Yang Yuan's Eye Martial Soul.

Just as Tang San's fighting spirit was rekindled,

with a creak, the door to Dorm Seven opened once more.

Wang Sheng and the others all looked toward the entrance and cried out in surprise.

"Another newcomer?"

A cute, delicate-looking girl in a pink dress stood at the door, her voice crisp.

"Excuse me, is this Dorm Seven?"