Xu Yuan said to Xiao Wu, "Let's go to Blue Tyrant Academy."
He had heard every one of God King Tang San's thoughts loud and clear.
God King Tang San only taught him some basic knowledge of poison and how to make it. Xu Yuan had known that for a long time, but it didn't matter to him.
At the mention of it, Xiao Wu grew very curious about Blue Tyrant Academy.
Xu Yuan told Xiao Wu a little about Blue Tyrant Academy, and it piqued her interest.
Xiao Wu nodded. "Then I'll go to Blue Tyrant Academy too."
She was very fond of Xu Yuan now, and being by his side made her feel completely safe. Wherever Xu Yuan went, she would follow.
Xu Yuan asked Xiao Wu, "Are you sure? Blue Tyrant Academy is in the capital of the Heaven Dou Empire."
Xiao Wu nodded to show that it was fine. As long as she could stay by Xu Yuan's side, that was all that mattered.
When Xiao Wu saw Tang San enter the dormitory, she asked curiously, "Tang San, which school are you planning to go to?"
Tang San was taken aback. He hadn't expected Xiao Wu to ask which school he was going to.
Could Xiao Wu like him?
His relationship with Xiao Wu could only be called average. It didn't seem likely that she would like him.
Still, he had developed the faintest liking for Xiao Wu, which he kept hidden.
Coming back to his senses, Tang San told Xiao Wu, "I'm going to Shrek Academy. My teacher recommended it."
At first, Xiao Wu had been interested when she heard about Shrek Academy, but once she learned Yu Xiaogang had recommended it, she lost all interest.
She had already come to regard Yu Xiaogang as the very embodiment of uselessness.
He'd spent every day bragging about how brilliant his theories were, and claimed that Tang San was invincible among those of the same rank.
And what happened?
Tang San got thrashed by Xu Yuan every single time.
Tang San asked Xiao Wu, "Xiao Wu, do you want to go to Shrek Academy with me?"
Without even thinking, Xiao Wu refused. "No. I'm going with Xu Yuan to Blue Tyrant Academy."
Tang San nodded to show he understood, then turned to Xu Yuan. "Xu Yuan, I want to challenge you."
He really didn't want to challenge Xu Yuan. Every time he did, Xu Yuan crushed him.
Xu Yuan agreed without a second thought. "Sure. Let's go spar at the training ground."
As soon as Xu Yuan finished speaking, Xiao Wu clicked her tongue from the side. "Tang San, you're challenging him the moment you walk out of the office? Aren't you afraid you'll end up sprawled on the ground again?"
A flicker of embarrassment crossed Tang San's face, but he still stiffened his neck and said, "It's just a spar. Winning or losing doesn't matter. What matters is improving my strength."
He was saying it to Xiao Wu, but also to himself.
After Yu Xiaogang had given him a few pointers in the office, he'd been burning with determination. He wanted to prove through a spar that he'd finally settled down and put his mind to it.
Xu Yuan saw the stubborn look in Tang San's eyes and said no more. He turned and headed toward the training ground.
The sun had baked the sand of the training ground until it was scorching. Xu Yuan took his place in the center.
Tang San clenched his fists as his Purple Demon Eye quietly activated. He took a deep breath, and his First Soul Ring suddenly lit up. "First Soul Skill: Entanglement!"
Blue Silver Grass shot forth like spirit snakes. This time, it wasn't a chaotic, reckless assault. Instead, it deliberately split into three streams.
One stream wound toward Xu Yuan's ankles, another locked onto his wrists, and the last shot straight for his waist—the Three-Line Restraint Method Yu Xiaogang had taught him.
Seeing this, Xu Yuan leaped backward and easily evaded Tang San's attack.
"First Soul Skill: Life Entanglement."
After dodging Tang San's attack, Xu Yuan used his First Soul Skill without hesitation.
Two streaks of jade-colored light shot from the ground—Xu Yuan's Blue Silver Emperor, flecked with tiny golden glimmers—and wound toward Tang San's arms.
Tang San's figure left a streaking afterimage in the sunlight as he pushed Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to its utmost. Like willow fluff drifting in the wind, he narrowly dodged the two jade-colored Blue Silver Emperor vines.
"First Soul Skill: Entanglement!"
Tang San's voice rang out again. This time, the entanglement wasn't limited to the Three-Line Restraint Method.
Soul Power surged beneath his feet, and dozens of Blue Silver Grass stalks burst from the ground. Like a vast net, they converged on Xu Yuan from every direction.
He'd come up with this move after getting beaten by Xu Yuan over and over. He had no idea whether it would work against him.
Xu Yuan glanced at the Blue Silver Grass surging toward him from all sides, a flicker of surprise in his eyes.
This move had more layers than the Three-Line Restraint Method. Clearly, after being suppressed again and again, Tang San had painstakingly devised a way to counter him.
"Not bad," Xu Yuan murmured.
His Second Soul Ring suddenly lit up, and a gentle yet irresistible wave of Soul Power spread in an instant.
Countless glowing green specks gathered in the air, transforming into a translucent, jade-green barrier that enveloped him.
The barrier shimmered with a warm luster, like a giant piece of jade brimming with life.
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass struck the jade barrier, only to meet a yielding yet unyielding wall. No matter how it writhed or tightened, it couldn't push even a fraction farther.
"What's this...?" Tang San's pupils contracted. He had never seen Xu Yuan use this move before.
"First Soul Skill: Life Entanglement."
While Tang San was still recovering from his surprise, Xu Yuan used his Soul Skill again.
The moment Xu Yuan's voice fell, two jade-colored Blue Silver Emperor vines burst from the ground like spirit snakes that had been lying in wait, quickly winding toward Tang San.
Tang San was just about to activate Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track when he realized that another slender Blue Silver Emperor vine had somehow wrapped itself around his ankle.
It looked delicate, but the moment it coiled around his ankle, it revealed astonishing resilience, like an iron chain welded to the ground.
Tang San tried to dart away, but he was yanked straight back. His balance faltered, and he stumbled half a step forward.
That brief delay was all the two jade-colored Blue Silver Emperor vines needed. They seized the opening and wrapped around his wrists.
"Damn!" Tang San tensed and tried to wrench himself free.
Tang San felt the grip around his wrists tighten. Tiny white flowers slowly bloomed on the jade-colored Blue Silver Emperor vines, giving off a faint fragrance.
But the sweet scent did nothing to relax him. Instead, it felt as though his Soul Power was quietly being drained away, and his limbs gradually grew heavy.
Xu Yuan seized the opportunity and charged at Tang San, driving his fist toward Tang San's stomach.
Xu Yuan's fist carried solid force and landed squarely on Tang San's lower abdomen.
"Ugh!" A muffled groan escaped Tang San's throat as a dull ache spread through his abdomen.
It felt as though a burning-hot stone had slammed into his gut, and even his breathing abruptly hitched.
He instinctively doubled over, cold sweat beading on his forehead. He struggled to free his bound wrists, only to find that the Blue Silver Emperor had taken root; the more he fought, the tighter it coiled.
"Bang!"
Tang San staggered backward two steps and slammed into the training ground railing before barely managing to steady himself.
Clutching his stomach, his face as white as paper, he looked at Xu Yuan with resentment, humiliation, and pain he could barely hide.
Xu Yuan said to Tang San, "Tang San, that move you came up with before was pretty good."
Tang San stayed silent, thinking about how best to beat Xu Yuan.
"You think this is over?" Tang San's voice was hoarse, but his stubborn refusal to concede showed through.
"Second Soul Skill: Parasite!"
Before Tang San's voice had even faded, dozens of seeds had already gathered at his fingertips. He sent them flying toward Xu Yuan like tiny needles, propelled by his Soul Power.
Xu Yuan's eyes narrowed, and his figure suddenly blurred, leaving an afterimage where he had stood.
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