"Xiao San, are you all right?" Xiao Wu hurried over and asked worriedly.
She had just watched Han San get knocked down, and she hadn't expected anything to happen to Tang Qinghe.
"I'm fine." Tang Qinghe shook his head, his gaze filled with surprise as he looked at Wo Xixian. "Wo Xixian has already become a Spirit Body. His Spirit Power has reached at least the twelfth rank, maybe even higher."
"How is that possible? Didn't his innate Spirit Power only reach rank three? How long has he been cultivating?" Xiao Wu was stunned.
She knew that her Spirit Power and Han San's had only reached rank sixteen.
"It's not that surprising." Wo Xixian looked at Han San and Xiao Wu, both of whom were gazing at him in shock, and continued, "You never see the effort I put into cultivating. You spend all day wandering around the academy, doing nothing. One of you doesn't cultivate properly, wasting all that time at the so-called Great Spirit Arena; the other just eats, drinks, and plays. Meanwhile, I've been cultivating in the Spirit Hall, and over the past year, my Spirit Power has risen by thirteen ranks. That's more than enough to leave your so-called innate full Spirit Power talents in the dust."
Wo Xixian's words made Han San feel both guilty and angry. How could he call the Great Spirit Arena a waste of time? If it weren't for the Great Spirit Arena, he wouldn't have been able to bring his first martial spirit, the Azure Ganoderma, to its current offensive power.
Wo Xixian had tried to kill his teacher more than once. He deserved to die.
But Xiao Wu was still as heartless as ever. "Hmph! So what if you've become a Spirit Body? So what if you're powerful? I'm still your senior, and your Spirit Power is nowhere near mine. If I make a move today, you won't be able to escape my poison."
Han San scratched his head. "No, this is between me and him. Just let me handle it alone."
He turned to Wo Xixian and said, "You betrayed my teacher and hurt my beloved Xiao Wu. I originally wanted to kill you to avenge them, but Master Jack once did me a kindness. Since I spent a whole year trying to kill you while you were protecting Xiao Wu, I'll let you off this once. From now on, we'll be even. So I'll spare your life—but only this once."
[Han San's resentment +188888]
Even though he was feeling a rush of satisfaction, Wo Xixian couldn't help feeling uneasy. Did this guy really have to be so stubborn? If Wo Xixian had been determined to kill him, he would have done so. And now Han San was trying to repay him by sparing his life?
Before Wo Xixian could reply, a circle of golden light rose from beneath Han San's feet. He raised his right hand, releasing the Azure Ganoderma martial spirit, and announced solemnly, "Han San, martial spirit Azure Ganoderma, sixteen-rank control-type Spirit Master."
"You have the guts to challenge me, even though you can't even defeat me. You're the most ridiculous person I've ever seen. You're nothing but a poisonous-mouthed fellow. So be it, then. You're the one who asked for it, Little Bai San. I'll make sure your so-called innate full Spirit Power becomes nothing but a joke in the hands of that teacher of yours."
A gray-white light suddenly flared from Wo Xixian's body. His hair stood on end, then streamed down his entire body.
A golden aura burst forth from him, and his black clothes turned a radiant gray-white. Every strand of hair gleamed.
Under the intense gray light, Wo Xixian's skin grew paler, and behind him appeared the imposing silhouette of a fierce tiger.
"Wo Xixian, martial spirit Battle Tiger, thirteen-rank attack-type Spirit Master. Please teach me."
Han San and Xiao Wu both narrowed their eyes. Xiao Wu couldn't help exclaiming, "That's the Battle Tiger martial spirit? Why does it look so different from Wang Sheng's...?"
Han San said gravely, "A martial spirit can be improved through the addition of Spirit Essence. It seems Wo Xixian gained a Spirit Essence that was exceptionally compatible with his martial spirit when he hunted that hundred-year-old spirit beast."
His own Azure Ganoderma had evolved after absorbing the Spirit Essence of a nearly four-hundred-year-old Poisonous Fire Salamander. He hadn't expected Wo Xixian to change so much just by absorbing one Spirit Essence. It was as if the Spirit Essence had completely reshaped his bones.
Xiao Wu and Han San were bewildered, and even Wo Xixian himself was somewhat surprised. Perhaps the Battle Tiger Spirit Essence had been so compatible with him that the change was more like an evolution.
Only, the direction of this evolution was a little strange.
If Wo Xixian had Wo Xixian's white tiger, it would have evolved toward light.
But his Battle Tiger seemed to be evolving toward darkness. It seemed to have absorbed the nearly thousand-year-old Spirit Essence and, instead of merely making his martial spirit a better fit for him, had given it a greater potential for evolution.
Of course, the Heavenly Green Vine had played a major role in this.
After all, back when the Heavenly Green Vine had first transformed into a Battle Tiger, it had already fused with one.
As the Heavenly Green Vine continued to grow, the Battle Tiger would grow stronger as well.
What Wo Xixian didn't understand was why the Heavenly Green Vine, despite being both righteous and evil, was directing the Battle Tiger toward darkness instead of light.
Perhaps that was because he wasn't a good person.
Or perhaps this world was simply turned upside down.
The righteous were forced to become villains.
The villains were washed clean by the Crown Prince and became righteous.
Han San's God of Asura inheritance and the Angel God inheritance of the Thousand Renxue seemed like perfect examples.
Han San, supposedly righteous, inherited the villainous God of Asura.
Thousand Renxue, supposedly evil, inherited the radiant Angel God.
That seemed to explain it.
Wo Xixian thought for a moment, then stopped talking with Han San and Xiao Wu. After releasing his martial spirit, the Battle Tiger silhouette behind him merged into his body. In an instant, the martial spirit possessed him. He grew more than half a foot taller, his clothes stretched tight, and his muscles swelled. Under his clothes, each muscle was firm but not bulky, giving him a lean, powerful build.
With a single step, he covered a great distance, moving like a shooting star toward Han San. A gray-white tail dragged behind him.
"Careful!"
Facing Wo Xixian's attack, Han San didn't dare be careless. His Purple Demon Eye flared, a purple glow welling in his eyes. He quickly gathered his strength and met Wo Xixian's palm strike.
After losing the Mysterious Jade Hands, Han San had no choice but to use the Grappling Dragon Claw, hoping to turn the tide and deflect Wo Xixian's attack.
But Han San's Grappling Dragon Claw was no match for Wo Xixian's grappling technique, which was far more refined.
When Han San tried to catch his wrist, Wo Xixian moved his entire arm, unleashing a burst of gray-white Spirit Power that slammed into Han San's palm.
Han San staggered. In the end, he could only use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to dodge, barely avoiding Wo Xixian's attack. Wo Xixian's palm brushed his shoulder, and the enormous force struck him directly.
A muffled crash rang out. A shockwave burst from the impact, sending Xiao Wu stumbling backward.
Wo Xixian stood there without moving, while Han San was sent flying backward, landing several yards away.
"How is this possible?"
Han San was thoroughly stunned. Wo Xixian clearly hadn't used any special techniques, yet he had easily broken through the combined attacks of his Mysterious Jade Hands and Grappling Dragon Claw. Even Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track had barely helped him dodge.
But Wo Xixian didn't give Han San time to recover. As soon as Han San hit the ground, Wo Xixian had already rushed behind him and swung a heavy punch at his back.
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