The Way to Awaken Tang San: Thousand Cuts!

Ye Ying followed the Blue Silver Fox step by step as they left the dormitory and slowly made their way to Yu Xiaogang's room.

By this time, Yu Xiaogang had already woken up. He kept fussing over Tang San, trying to rouse her.

"Xiao San!"

"Xiao San!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted frantically, splashing water onto Tang San's face at the same time.

Still no response.

He pinched her philtrum.

Still no reaction.

He was truly at his wit's end.

If Tang San were gone, how could he prove his theories correct?

"Master, step aside. Let Ye Ying take a look. I've finally managed to bring Ye Ying here."

The Blue Silver Weasel called out quickly to Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang looked at Ye Ying with some doubt.

"Ye Ying is just a student. What use could he possibly be?"

"If I can't wake Tang San up, how could Ye Ying possibly manage?"

Ye Ying saw Tang San lying on the ground.

She looked perfectly peaceful.

Yu Xiaogang held Ye Ying in utter contempt.

He was, after all, a renowned theory master.

The Blue Silver Weasel didn't know how to explain.

Ye Ying's identity as a transmigrator absolutely could not be revealed.

That was a matter of principle.

Finally, she thought of something.

"Master, since you have no solution, why not let Ye Ying give it a try?"

"What if it works?"

Hearing this, Yu Xiaogang nodded.

Perhaps Ye Ying might stumble upon a solution by sheer luck and manage to revive Tang San.

Ye Ying looked at Tang San and shook his head lightly.

"Youth is wonderful—fall asleep anywhere, anytime."

"Tang San?"

"Tang San?"

Ye Ying called out to Tang San several times, but there was no response at all.

He immediately raised his hand and delivered a heavy slap across Tang San's face.

Slap!

A crisp sound rang out.

"Not awake?"

Slap!

Slap!

Two more slaps followed in quick succession.

Ye Ying used both hands, alternating left and right, slapping wildly.

But Tang San was like a corpse—there wasn't the slightest reaction.

"Enough, enough,"

Yu Xiaogang hurriedly stopped him.

"If you keep slapping, Tang San's face will swell up."

"You can't rely solely on this kind of stimulation. Stimulation won't work."

Ye Ying, however, shook his head lightly.

"No, only stimulation can awaken the deepest consciousness and bring someone back to clarity."

"I have a very advanced method of stimulation here."

Yu Xiaogang and the Blue Silver Weasel both looked puzzled.

"What?"

Ye Ying chuckled.

"Don't know if you two have heard of a certain move."

"Thousand Cuts!"

Yu Xiaogang and the Blue Silver Weasel's bodies gave a violent shudder.

Thousand Cuts!

That was something that could hurt a person to death!

Yu Xiaogang swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

"This doesn't seem right."

Ye Ying shot him a glare.

"Fine, that's how it is. Do you have any other ideas, Master?"

"Since you don't, then do as I say!"

Ye Ying lifted Tang San up with one hand and made her lie down on the windowsill.

"Master, you're her boyfriend. This kind of thing is better left to you."

Yu Xiaogang's body trembled.

"Am I suitable?"

"Ye Ying, you do it instead."

Ye Ying glared at him.

"No, Master. How can words like that come out of your mouth?"

"You're her boyfriend, not me!"

"Go on, hurry up."

With that, Ye Ying turned his body around, indicating he wouldn't watch.

The Blue Silver Fox at this moment also looked at Yu Xiaogang expectantly, hoping he would try quickly.

Yu Xiaogang sighed, truly out of options.

He half-squatted behind Tang San and extended his left hand.

His right hand was gone, so he couldn't form the standard stance.

He could only make a sword-finger with one hand.

"Thousand Cuts!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted fiercely and thrust straight in.

"Ah!"

A miserable scream rang out instantly.

But why did this voice sound so rough?

It didn't seem like Tang San's voice.

Ye Ying curiously turned his head to look.

The one screaming wasn't Tang San at all, but Yu Xiaogang.

"Master, what are you yelling for?"

"I thought Tang San had woken up."

At this moment, Ye Ying was utterly speechless toward Yu Xiaogang. He'd never seen anyone like this.

"No reaction."

Yu Xiaogang's stiff face was full of anxiety.

"And you know I've lost an arm. The force of Thousand Cuts isn't enough. You do it."

Ye Ying shook his head like a rattle-drum.

"There's no way I'm doing something like that."

He found it disgusting.

Suddenly, Ye Ying thought of something.

The phantom of Snow King slowly emerged behind him.

A purple soul ring rose beneath his feet.

The moment that purple soul ring appeared—

Yu Xiaogang was stunned!

He looked exactly like Ma Xiunuo, that Soul Grand Master from Martial Soul Hall.

"Ah!"

"Ye Ying, how did your first soul ring turn purple?"

"Wasn't it a hundred-year soul ring?"

Ye Ying shook his head.

"I don't know why either."

"A few days ago, I was just standing there when I suddenly felt my soul ring break through, as if a change had occurred in the soul ring from my own body."

Yu Xiaogang felt as though his entire worldview had been shattered.

How could something like this happen?

He had never seen anything like it in his life.

"Impossible, impossible, absolutely impossible."

"The absorption limit of a soul ring is fixed; it cannot change."

"And even if it could change, it could never exceed four hundred and twenty-three years!"

"This must be some kind of trick!"

At this point, Ye Ying didn't want to argue with this idiot master...

No, that wasn't right.

He wasn't one.

This was a fool of a master...

No, that wasn't right either.

He wasn't one either.

Ye Ying didn't want to debate with the fool master right now.

His first soul ring flashed.

"First Soul Skill, Ice Cream Cone Impact!"

Ye Ying swung the ice cream cone in his hand forward.

Another identical ice cream cone materialized in his left hand.

He withdrew his martial soul, but the conjured cone did not disappear.

The massive cone was as tall as a person.

"Master, use this for the Thousand Cuts. That should be stimulation enough!"

Ye Ying handed the giant ice cream cone to Yu Xiaogang.

Yu Xiaogang and the Blue Silver Weasel both swallowed at the same time.

"This..."

"This is way too big."

"One strike with this, and it'll kill someone..."

Ye Ying waved his hand casually.

"No, no."

"If you stimulate her now, Tang San might still wake up. If you don't, she might never wake up."

"Are you telling me you won't even try, and you'll just let Tang San stay unconscious?"

Yu Xiaogang and the Blue Silver Weasel fell silent.

At this point, they had no choice but to try.

Better to treat the dead horse as if it were still alive.

"Xiao San, don't blame me. This is all to save you!"

Yu Xiaogang held the ice cone in his left hand, positioning it at his chest.

He ran forward, building momentum.

Using his chest to generate a massive impact force, he executed the Thousand Cuts.

"Aaaaaah!"