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Dugu Bo finished laughing and looked down at the boy who didn't know his place, a trace of amusement flashing in his eyes.
"Ha ha ha ha! Yan Yan, your friend doesn't seem too bright!"
He raised a hand, a thread of dark green Soul Power gathering at his fingertip.
"Kid, even an ordinary Soul Ancestor couldn't withstand this little bit of poison. Don't blame me when you die. You asked for it!"
Dugu Yan shut her eyes, her voice rising in panic. "No!"
Dugu Bo flicked his finger.
The thread of dark green Soul Power shot toward Lin Jiang like an arrow and instantly sank into his body.
Dugu Bo stood with his hands behind his back, a cold smile on his face.
It was just as well if the boy died.
Then he wouldn't have Yan Yan so completely bewitched.
He glanced at Dugu Yan, who had her eyes closed and couldn't bear to watch, and thought, Yan Yan, don't blame me for being ruthless. This boy was fated to die.
Then he looked back at Lin Jiang.
Lin Jiang stood where he was, completely unharmed.
Not only was he unharmed, he even yawned.
Dugu Bo: "..."
He rubbed his eyes.
Lin Jiang was still there.
Not only was he still there, he even smiled at him.
"Senior Dugu, your poison..." Lin Jiang scratched his cheek. "It's a little itchy."
Dugu Bo's pupils shook.
What the hell???
Even a Soul Ancestor couldn't withstand that little bit of poison!
And this brat was acting like nothing had happened??
"Impossible!" Dugu Bo stepped forward and grabbed Lin Jiang by the wrist, probing him with Soul Power.
Then he froze.
Lin Jiang's body was completely clean.
There wasn't so much as a trace of poison.
It was as if that dose of poison had been digested outright.
Dugu Bo let go and took a step back, staring wide-eyed at Lin Jiang.
"You... what are you, exactly?"
Lin Jiang blinked. "A person."
Dugu Bo: "..."
A person?
You called that an ordinary person?
He turned to look at Dugu Yan.
Dugu Yan had opened her eyes. She was staring at Lin Jiang with delight, her eyes shining like stars.
"Lin Jiang! You're really okay!"
She rushed over and checked him from head to toe. When she confirmed that he hadn't even lost a single hair, she was so excited she nearly jumped.
Dugu Bo stood rooted to the spot, utterly dumbfounded.
His poison, the thing he was most proud of, had been treated like thin air by a child?
Impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
That dose of poison must have been too weak!
Seeing Dugu Bo's unconvinced expression, Lin Jiang grinned. "Senior, feel free to crank up the poison! I can take whatever you throw at me!"
Dugu Yan: "???"
She grabbed Lin Jiang by the sleeve. "Are you crazy? That was already more than enough! Why are you still provoking him?"
Dugu Bo's eyes lit up. "Ha ha ha ha! Good!"
He wanted to save face, too.
If the great Poison Douluo couldn't even poison a child, how could he ever show his face again?
Dugu Bo raised his hand. This time, the dark green Soul Power was ten times thicker than before!
"Kid, don't cry this time!"
He thrust out a palm, and poison surged into Lin Jiang like a tide.
Lin Jiang burped.
Dugu Bo: "..."
He took a deep breath and raised his hand again.
Ten times more poison!
Lin Jiang didn't even change expression.
"Again!"
Dugu Bo gritted his teeth.
More!
Lin Jiang remained perfectly calm.
"Keep going!"
Dugu Bo's eyes were bloodshot.
He refused to believe it!
A quarter of an hour later.
Dugu Bo braced his hands on his knees, panting heavily.
The ground around him had been eaten away by poison, leaving it riddled with pits. Every flower and tree in the courtyard had withered, and even the stones had turned black.
Meanwhile, Lin Jiang stood unharmed in the middle of the wreckage.
Not only was he unharmed, he even dusted off his clothes.
"Senior, are you tired? Want to rest a bit before we continue?"
Dugu Bo looked up at him, his eyes full of disbelief.
He had just gone all out!
Every last bit of his poison!
That was the strongest poison of the Poison Douluo! Even a Peak Douluo would lose a layer of skin!
And yet this kid...
Was acting like nothing had happened?
Dugu Bo's trembling hand reached out and pinched his own thigh.
It hurt.
This wasn't a dream.
Then what about Dugu Bo's reputation...
Dugu Yan was already staring in utter shock.
She covered her mouth, eyes wide as saucers.
Just how many secrets did Lin Jiang have?
Now she completely believed it. Everything the Simulator had said was true!
Lin Jiang would definitely become a god!
Looking at Dugu Bo's shell-shocked expression, Lin Jiang was delighted.
His 1000% poison resistance had certainly been worth getting.
He looked up with an innocent smile.
"Senior Dugu, do you believe now that I can cure your poison?"
Dugu Bo was silent for three seconds.
Then he took a deep breath.
"Let's talk inside."
He turned and walked away, his steps considerably quicker than before.
Lin Jiang and Dugu Yan exchanged a glance and followed.
Dugu Bo walked ahead, his thoughts churning.
This kid's constitution...
Could it be more poisonous than mine?
Or did he have some way to absorb poison?
Whatever it was, this kid was no ordinary person!
Meanwhile, at Notting Academy.
A crowd had gathered around the training field.
Xiao Chenyu stood in the center with his arms crossed, looking disdainfully at the work-study student facing him.
"Xiao Chenyu, sixth-year student, Martial Soul: Wolf. A level-eleven, one-ring Battle Soul Master."
The crowd cheered when he finished his introduction.
Tang San stood across from him, expressionless.
"Tang San, first-year work-study student, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. A level-eleven, one-ring Tool Soul Master."
"Pfft—"
Someone in the crowd snickered.
"Blue Silver Grass? That thing can fight?"
"A first-year dares challenge a sixth-year? Is something wrong with his head?"
Xiao Chenyu's lips curled. "Work-study student, you can still surrender while there's time."
Tang San didn't answer. He simply took up a fighting stance.
With Pole Vault at my disposal, the world is mine!
"Don't know what's good for you!" Xiao Chenyu snorted. Martial Soul Possession!
Wolf claws extended, his body grew, and he lunged at Tang San like a black shadow!
The next instant.
Tang San moved.
"First Soul Skill—Pole Vault!"
A green bamboo pole appeared out of nowhere in his hands. He planted it on the ground—
And soared into the air!
Xiao Chenyu lunged past beneath him.
Tang San landed steadily behind him and drew back the pole, his pose carefree.
"Nice!" Cheers erupted from the work-study students.
Tang San laughed to himself: Ha ha ha ha! That's right! Pole Vault really is amazing! My Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo didn't go to waste!
Xiao Chenyu turned around, his face livid.
"If you've got guts, stop dodging!"
He lunged again.
Tang San planted his pole and leaped into the air once more.
Xiao Chenyu rushed beneath him.
He landed, turned, and lunged again.
Tang San jumped again.
Lunge, jump.
Lunge, jump.
On the training field, Xiao Chenyu charged back and forth like a mad dog, while Tang San hopped up and down like a flea.
Every time Xiao Chenyu lunged, Tang San vaulted over him and landed steadily behind him.
And every single time—
He sailed right over his head.
Xiao Chenyu's face turned green.
What a humiliation!
He was the son of the lord of Notting City, and he was being made a monkey of? And the kid kept vaulting right over his head?
"Brothers!" Xiao Chenyu roared. "Let's get him together!"
More than a dozen sixth-year students surged forward!
Tang San's smile froze on his face.
"???"
"You guys are fighting dirty!"
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