He is twelve years old this year, Soul Power is in his early thirties, and is already one of the top geniuses on the mainland. Children of normal age can more or less achieve his achievements.
I'm afraid he must be in his early twenties at most, and the only ones who can rival him may be the geniuses of those big sects.
And he has talents that they don't have, he is Twin Martial Souls.
So much so that he has always been proud of it, thinking that he is the chosen one and will definitely be able to break through Level 100 Godhood in the future.
But the person in front of him who is the same age as him has actually exceeded level 40 and owns a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!
It is still the Soul Ancestor stage, and it is absolutely impossible to have Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.
How is this possible?!
How is that possible?
Not to mention that he is in the auxiliary system, which is inherently slower than other factions.
"Spirit Hall's resources are beyond your imagination. I just acted for you."
Tang San said calmly, without showing off at all in his tone, but it was like a sharp knife, piercing into Tang San's heart.
Tang San's face instantly turned red, and his eyes were full of jealousy and resentment.
Yes, Spirit Hall.
If back then, it was him who was taken away by the Spirit Hall.
If back then, it was Bibi Dong who raised him.
Then he must be even more powerful than Tang San now!
If he takes the control system route, he must have already broken through level 40, and he will definitely have a better Soul Ring, a better Soul Bone!
Why?
Why can this Tang San have all this? Why can he only follow an alcoholic father, suffer from hunger and look down upon in Holy Soul Village?
This isn't fair!
Not unfair at all!
It's so unfair!
It's obviously the same person, why is there such a big gap!
"The continent-wide high-level Soul Master Academy elite competition in two years' time."
Tang San took back Soul Ring, looked at Tang San, and said in a calm tone but with unquestionable power, "When the time comes, we will have a showdown on the field. The winner will stay; the loser will take the initiative to disappear."
"Don't blame me for bullying you. I'll give you two years to practice hard. If you still hang yourself on a woman who doesn't love you and continue to waste such a good talent, then you should just commit suicide when the time comes to avoid dirtying my hands."
"You don't have to worry about my affairs!" Tang San suppressed his blush and roared, "You don't know what the power of love is! Xiao Wu is the most important person in my life! For her, I will give everything! Even if I lose the game, I will not give up on her!"
Tang San looked at his stubborn look and shook his head helplessly.
If he were Tang San, he wouldn't waste his energy on a little girl.
What's so good about an ordinary little girl?
He originally wanted to remind him that there was something wrong with Xiao Wu, who was just like the legendary fox spirit that confused people, just like the fox demon Daji confused King Zhou of Shang. He couldn't get out, and eventually the country was destroyed.
But now it seems that it is all in vain.
He has been so blinded by love that he cannot listen to any advice, so there is no need to waste his words.
Tang San turned around and prepared to leave.
At this moment, Tang San suddenly laughed sinisterly, and his voice was full of malice. "I see that you are so protective of Bibi Dong. Could it be that you have some inappropriate thoughts towards your adoptive mother? After all, she is not your biological mother, and she is so beautiful, tsk tsk tsk..."
Before he finished speaking, Tang San's figure disappeared instantly.
"Bang!"
A dull loud noise.
Tang San felt his eyes blurred as he received a heavy punch in the chest. The huge force caused him to fly out like a kite with a broken string, and hit a big tree heavily, spurting out a large mouthful of blood.
Tang San stood where he had just stood, his eyes red, panting like an ox, so cold it could freeze someone to death, and the murderous aura around him had almost solidified.
"If you dare to talk nonsense again, try it."
He walked towards Tang San step by step, his voice was low and hoarse, with irrepressible anger. "I don't mind killing you now!"
Tang San covered his chest, coughed violently, and coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood with broken flesh.
He raised his head and looked at Tang San's furious look. The blushing face showed that he had guessed correctly. Instead, he smiled even more proudly and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, "What? Did I poke you? As you said, you and I are the same person. Even though we live in different places, don't I understand myself? That's what you think in your heart, right? Hmm?"
Yes, they all lack love very much. They had no parents in their previous life. When they came to this world, they cherished their parents in this world very much.
Even feelings other than parents, that is, love, are cherished very much and want to be possessed forever.
Otherwise, in the original work, he would not have been particularly attracted to Xiao Wu at the beginning, wanting her to be his sister, and wanting to cherish this extra family affection, so that it later turned into love.
"You're looking for death!"
Tang San glanced sharply and flipped his right hand. Mo Lan-colored Blue Silver Grass instantly condensed into a spear, and the tip of the spear was pointed directly at Tang San's throat.
The cold tip of the spear was close to Tang San's skin. If he moved forward even an inch, he would be able to pierce his throat.
The next second, he stabbed hard, directly from his neck, and a hole was immediately pierced in the big tree behind him.
Tang San's smile froze on his face instantly, and his eyes were full of fear.
He could feel that Tang San was really murderous.
As long as he says one more word, the spear will pierce his neck again without hesitation.
The woods fell into dead silence again.
There was only the rustle of the leaves in the wind and the heavy breathing of Tang San.
After a long time, Tang San slowly took back the spear.
"I'm leaving you alive for the competition in two years."
He said coldly, "Don't let me hear any words that insult my mother again. Otherwise, even if the King of Heaven comes, I won't be able to save you."
After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the outside of the pine forest without looking back, even his steps became a little messy.
The moonlight stretched his back very long, and soon disappeared into the darkness.
Only Tang San was left alone, leaning against the pine tree, holding his bleeding chest, his eyes full of resentment, unwillingness, and a hint of subtle fear.
He stared in the direction where Tang San disappeared, gritted his teeth, and said word by word:
"Tang San... just wait for me..."
"Soul Master Tournament in two years, I will definitely defeat you!"
"I will prove that I am the only Tang San in this world!"
"I will take away everything from you! Your cultivation, your status, and your mother... I will take them all away one by one!"
"Ahhhhhhhh!"
The moonlight shone on his ferocious face, reflecting a pair of eyes full of madness and ambition.