Had he been noticed for his outstanding talent by some noble or other faction? Was someone helping him? Xiao Chenyu stared at Tang San with a dark expression, feeling a little shaken. Fortunately, Xiao Chenyu was agile. He shifted his posture midair and managed to land steadily, stumbling backward several steps. Tang San gently channeled his Soul Power. In an instant, the ground trembled, and thick Blue Silver Grass roots burst from the earth. In the blink of an eye, they had bound Xiao Chenyu from head to toe!
"Why does every year's work-study student seem stronger than the last..."
The crowd had heard the words Blue Silver Grass and looked on with disdain. Everyone knew it was a Trash Martial Spirit—what use could it possibly be? Yet the scene they expected never happened! Tang San stood his ground and faced Xiao Chenyu head-on, without the slightest hint of being overwhelmed!
"This ends now." As he spoke, a white Spirit Ring rose around him once more. A wolf's shadow appeared over his body, and his physique began to strengthen and partially transform!
Xiao Chenyu's eyes suddenly lit up. He pointed behind the two of them and said, "Wang Feng!"
It was only with Grandmaster's help, after a long and grueling struggle, that he had obtained a Hundred-Year Soul Ring! The boy walking over now was none other than...
Xiao Chenyu struggled, but found he couldn't break free no matter what he tried. His heart filled with shock.
"Brother Feng?"
"You still don't accept it?" Xiao Wu bristled like an angry cat and marched forward. Raising her chin, she looked at Xiao Chenyu. "Then let me introduce myself!"
Another Hundred-Year Soul Ring?
"The promise?"
"Why are you looking at me like I couldn't possibly get a Hundred-Year Soul Ring?" Xiao Wu shot Tang San a glare.
At once, the people behind Xiao Chenyu began whispering among themselves.
"Ling Feng got grabbed by that kid just now, then got kicked flying before he could even land a few blows..."
Tang San stood still and said calmly, "It should be over."
Though he made it sound easy, he was being extremely cautious. Xiao Chenyu had a Spirit Ring; he was on a completely different level from the two before him!
Tang San thought it over, then spoke evenly, "Xiao Chenyu, sixth-year student. Martial Spirit: Wolf. Level eleven Battle Soul Master!"
Tang San gripped a Blue Silver Grass stalk nearly half a meter tall. It grew wildly, thick and patterned like a Datura Snake—an astonishing sight.
He added even more strength and slammed his palm into Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hand!
"Let's begin."
"Everybody shut up! That's enough!"
Wang Feng!
"Still, I've got a four-hundred-year Datura Snake Spirit Ring now, so I've got nothing to fear!"
"Do you think you're Wang Laoda? You think you can go toe-to-toe with me?"
Tang San wasn't afraid either. A faint green light glimmered over his Mysterious Jade Hand. After the breakthrough in the Mysterious Heaven Skill, this technique from the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record had grown even more powerful!
He was the city lord's son, yet he only had a Ten-Year Soul Ring! Not even a hundred years old!
This was the second person Tang San had thrown aside without using Soul Power!
Though he wasn't as strong as Wang Laoda, it was still an impressive feat!
A Hundred-Year Soul Ring!
A Hundred-Year Soul Ring!
Xiao Chenyu stepped forward and looked steadily at Tang San.
Things unfolded just as Tang San had expected. Xiao Chenyu stamped his foot down, leaving two deep prints in the ground. Before he even reached Tang San, a ferociously domineering force could already be felt surging toward him!
Xiao Chenyu swung his wolf-claw-like hand at Tang San in a direct, no-frills attack.
But the moment the Spirit Ring rose around Tang San—
"Brother Xiao, even a Hundred-Year Soul Ring can't save Blue Silver Grass. One swipe from you and it'll be chopped into Blue Silver scraps!"
"Don't bother trying." Tang San waved his hand. At once, the Blue Silver Grass binding Xiao Chenyu tightened. "My Spirit Ring comes from a Datura Snake. It gave Blue Silver Grass toughness and poison. It can leave someone unable to move, and the poison will paralyze them, too. I haven't applied the poison yet. Want to try?"
Tang San thought for a few seconds. Xiao Chenyu was clever—he'd introduced himself and his Martial Spirit right away. Grandmaster had told Tang San about this custom. He had to do the same, or it would show disrespect and disdain, provoke resentment, and make an enemy for life.
"Xiao Wu, first-year work-study student. Martial Spirit: Rabbit. Level twelve, one-ring Battle Soul Master!"
...He'd thought he was pretty impressive, but Xiao Wu had been hiding her abilities, too!
Seeing this, Xiao Chenyu couldn't help sneering inwardly.
"Brother Xiao, this kid's pretty strong! Looks like he hasn't even used Soul Power!"
"No, that's not it." Tang San gave an awkward smile.
Only then did he remember that Xiao Wu also had Innate Full Soul Power!
"What is this?"
At that, Xiao Wu snorted. "Then bring out your Wang Laoda! I want to see who this Wang Laoda of yours really is!"
Xiao Chenyu hurriedly said, "I give up! I give up!"
Hearing everyone behind him shouting encouragement, Xiao Chenyu let out a low growl.
How had Xiao Wu gotten a Hundred-Year Soul Ring? She was a work-study student, too!
In the next instant, Tang San turned his palm into a claw, seized Xiao Chenyu's wrist, used his shoulder as a pivot, and spun around, flinging Xiao Chenyu away!
"Exactly! Our boss has a powerful Beast Martial Spirit and incredible attack power!"
"Brother Xiao, it's only Blue Silver Grass. It's nothing... Just a Trash Martial Spirit... Don't be afraid!"
"Oh, Wang Laoda's here! He's right behind you..."
At the same time, Xiao Wu's ears slowly grew longer, rising from the sides of her head until they stood upright like rabbit ears. They were incredibly cute!
As soon as the words left her mouth, a yellow Spirit Ring rose around Xiao Wu!
This work-study student actually had a Hundred-Year Soul Ring?
Tang San had only told Xiao Wu yesterday, and she hadn't expected him to get a Spirit Ring so quickly. But since he'd mentioned it beforehand, she wasn't nearly as shocked as Xiao Chenyu.
"Bind!"
A clear voice rang out.
"No way!" Xiao Chenyu blurted. "I've already sworn allegiance to Wang Laoda! I, Xiao Chenyu, have my pride. How can I just go and pick a new boss?"
Clearly, that wasn't possible!
Tang San stared at Xiao Wu in surprise.
Could it really be used for combat?
Because as soon as Xiao Wu finished speaking, a yellow Spirit Ring suddenly rose around her!
The older students behind them immediately fell silent.
This child seemed... different somehow.
Everyone was stunned!
"Could it be... you're their Wang Laoda?"
"No, no... I don't want to try..."
...Even with Brother Feng here, I should still be able to put up a fight!
"Since you admit defeat, what about the promise?" Tang San asked.
Not only was Xiao Chenyu stunned, but Tang San was, too.
Countless people froze, looks of shock spreading across every face!
Otherwise, how could she have a Hundred-Year Soul Ring? She was a first-year work-study student, only six years old, and already a true level-eleven Spirit Master?
Tang San didn't dwell on it. It was probably Xiao Wu's secret.
Even livestock would go hungry if you fed them this stuff!
Xiao Chenyu was stunned, too!
Taking a deep breath, Xiao Chenyu stepped forward.
But Xiao Chenyu still shook his head and said, "Even if you're a higher-level Battle Soul Master than me, it won't help. You'd have to beat our Wang Laoda first..."
A Hundred-Year Soul Ring!!
Tang San was curious, too.
Tang San shook his head. Even without using Soul Power, this Xiao Chenyu couldn't beat him.
That made it easy for Tang San to judge that Xiao Chenyu was far weaker than him.
Thinking about it, Xiao Chenyu looked at Tang San with even greater caution...
Xiao Chenyu paused and looked at Xiao Wu. Did he have to make her his boss now?
As he spoke, Tang San shook his palm. A stout Blue Silver Grass stalk, half a meter tall, appeared in his hand.
"Tang San, first-year student. Martial Spirit: Blue Silver Grass. Level eleven Tool Soul Master!"
Before you continue