Clever Tang San!

After saying this, Xiao Wu gave Tang San, who was beside her, a wink. "Be careful, Brother Feng." Aside from this, Tang San could find no reason to explain the changes in Brother Feng over the course of a single night! Judging by the situation, perhaps his Spirit Ring wouldn't be much worse than his own? In the blink of an eye, Wang Feng tilted his body slightly, his hand moving like lightning to directly grab the wrist Tang San had thrust toward him! "..." Wang Feng looked at the two of them. There was a thick sense of competitiveness in Xiao Wu's eyes; she seemed very eager to have a fight with him. How could this be! Tang San was shocked by the deduction in his own heart! Wang Feng didn't act coy; it was the perfect opportunity to test his current strength! Tang San took a deep breath. Even now, Brother Feng gave him an extremely heavy sense of pressure. He was thrown directly into the air, over ten meters high! However, at this moment, Xiao Wu said coquettishly: The surrounding students and work-study students scattered one after another, squatting on the ground to the side like a bunch of huskies, watching with great interest, wondering what kind of battle would break out in a moment! Wang Feng, however, seemed to have expected this. A hint of a smile flashed in his eyes as his body turned rapidly. Before Tang San could even land, he flicked his palm and threw Tang San away ahead of time! Xiao Chenyu looked at Wang Feng with tears streaming down his face. Wang Feng glared at Xiao Chenyu again and continued, "Xiao Chenyu, from now on, you will acknowledge Xiao Wu as your boss, understand?" The crowd couldn't see Tang San's figure clearly, but Wang Feng saw it perfectly. Tang San pondered for a moment, thinking to himself that although Brother Feng might also have a Spirit Ring, it might not be the most suitable one for him. My Spirit Ring is the most suitable for me, and my strength has improved significantly; I should be able to fight Brother Feng, especially with Xiao Wu... "O... okay..." Xiao Chenyu nodded. Tang San was clever; almost the moment he saw Wang Feng, he thought of many things. It was indeed Wang Feng! Because the higher the age of the Spirit Ring, the greater the improvement for the Spirit Master after absorption! Brother Feng's changes were even greater than his own! Does this mean the Spirit Ring he absorbed was even higher? "No! Brother Feng, since you are their boss, I have to defeat you to become their boss! Otherwise, it's not fair, and they won't submit to me!" Xiao Chenyu admired this boss he had only known for a day from the bottom of his heart. It was truly extraordinary! Xiao Wu couldn't name the technique. Wang Feng walked to the other side, his hands behind his back. Although Tang San hadn't practiced it to a profound level yet, it was already remarkable! Three hundred years? Or a four-hundred-year Spirit Ring like his own? Wang Feng walked in front of Tang San and the others, tapped Xiao Chenyu on the forehead with a knuckle, and lectured: "You guy, these two are my friends! How dare you cause trouble for them?" Perhaps, he could defeat Brother Feng! Compared to three months ago, Little San was clearly stronger after obtaining his Spirit Ring. Tang San's gaze sharpened, and he suddenly leaped up. Using his claw as an axis, he leveraged Wang Feng's palm to jump high into the air, landing behind Wang Feng. He then leaped down, seemingly wanting to use the momentum to throw Brother Feng directly! If he had known these two were such good friends of his boss, he would never have come into conflict with Xiao Wu and Tang San. "Alright then, who's going first?" The crowd couldn't see Tang San's figure at all, but unknowingly, Tang San had already attacked Wang Feng's front! "Boss..." Could Brother Feng hunt a five or six-hundred-year-old Spirit Beast alone? Although this Sister Xiao Wu was also a work-study student, she was even stronger than Tang San—a level twelve Spirit Master! "I don't know..." Xiao Chenyu said aggrievedly. Wang Feng remembered that in the original story, Little San relied on this ultimate technique from the Xuantian Baolu, with a strength of around level twenty-seven, to go head-to-head with Dai Mubai, who was over level thirty, forcing Dai Mubai to use his spirit power! Moreover, his skin had become even better—whiter than Xiao Wu's skin? Such strong power! He saw his hands form claws, one claw striking toward Wang Feng's neck like a lion or tiger being captured. With a low shout, Tang San's charging figure seemed like a floating leaf, swaying and unpredictable, as if it were some strange movement technique! He was no longer the Tang San who hadn't awakened his spirit power back then! Seeing Wang Feng walk over, Tang San couldn't help but feel surprised. He realized that there was only one possibility for Brother Feng's changes! However, he discovered that Brother Feng's palm was like steel, and he couldn't exert any of his leverage! His current physical fitness had far exceeded Tang San's imagination! If he wasn't mistaken, it should be the grappling technique from the Xuantian Baolu, Control Crane Capturing Dragon, and that movement technique was Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track; both were ultimate skills. Xiao Wu and Tang San looked at the approaching boy in surprise. Tang San was startled; he retracted his palm and curled it slightly, condensing his leverage, wanting to use it to break free from Brother Feng's palm and counterattack. "Brother Feng, Xiao Wu is right. Why don't we have a spar as well?" Tang San echoed. But Wang Feng knew the moves Tang San was using. However, looking at the situation, it seemed that this person named Tang San was someone they knew... It seemed right, the boss was a work-study student after all! "That... Little San, Xiao Wu, it's all a misunderstanding... Let's just let this go." Little San seemed more confident after obtaining his Spirit Ring. "Ahem!" He had been in Holy Soul Village the whole time and had never left! That meant he had absorbed the power of a Spirit Ring! Xiao Chenyu was shocked, thinking to himself that things were going poorly... But he had grown much taller! "I'll go first!" It had been over three months since the last time he fought Brother Feng! By comparison, Xiao Wu only felt that this Brother Feng of Tang San's had changed quite a bit overnight; he was much taller than her and had become even better-looking. Could it be that Brother Feng really hunted a hundred-year Spirit Ring alone? Tang San was incredibly shocked. Xiao Wu watched, thinking about how she had fought Little San several times, mostly ending in a draw unless she used her Soft Technique to defeat him. But once Little San used those strange footwork techniques to play guerrilla warfare and run away, it was very difficult for her to win. "This is a special technique of Little San's... When I spar with him, if I don't use the Soft Technique, I'm easily controlled by him." Without further thought, Tang San calmed his mind, circulated his Xuantian Gong, and without using any spirit skills, charged directly toward Wang Feng! His palms were slightly tinged with a cyan-jade color; he had quietly activated his Mysterious Jade Hand! He didn't expect that Brother Feng would actually be the boss of these noble students like Xiao Chenyu? How did he do it? He had spent all his effort to barely kill that four-hundred-year-old Datura Snake! Perhaps it should be even higher? It was already something that the ultimate techniques of the Xuantian Baolu couldn't compensate for! After all, Tang San had grown up with Wang Feng. However, Tang San didn't know that Wang Feng's changes weren't caused by a Spirit Ring, but by a body reconstruction! It was the change brought about by the Meteor Tear! Tang San spoke first, his eyes looking at Brother Feng with absolute calm. From Tang San's perspective, Brother Feng was almost a head taller than him! This was the height of a ten-year-old child in the higher grades! Moreover, he had grown four or five centimeters himself because of the power of absorbing the Spirit Ring! He didn't expect Brother Feng to have grown taller too! Five hundred years, six hundred years?