Using Hidden Weapons—Such a Despicable Method?

The shock in Tang San's eyes lasted only an instant in the face of Lin Nuo's overwhelmingly oppressive charge.

It was quickly replaced by an arrogance and disdain that came from the depths of his bones.

Soul Ring Skills were ultimately nothing but barbaric tricks!

Only my Tang Sect Secret Skills were the supreme path to defeating enemies and securing victory!

"Humph! Watch my Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!"

Tang San snorted coldly. His footwork instantly became strange and unpredictable, and his entire body seemed to turn into an afterimage dancing along a blade's edge as he tried to evade the powerful frontal strike.

Today, to defend his teacher's honor, this pure and virtuous Tang Sect disciple would take this duel no matter what!

The instant he twisted aside to dodge, Tang San's gaze turned completely icy.

He stealthily and swiftly raised his left arm, aiming his wide sleeve directly at the rapidly approaching Lin Nuo.

Hmph!

Accept the misery of facing someone backed by Tang Sect Hidden Weapons!

Click—

Accompanied by an almost imperceptible dull mechanical snap, a Steel Sleeve Arrow flashing with a cold, sinister gleam suddenly tore through the air, shooting viciously from his sleeve like a venomous snake!

So what if his Blue Silver Entangle was rather weak and no match for his opponent?

In Tang San's eyes, once his supreme Tang Sect Hidden Weapon, the Silent Sleeve Arrow, was unleashed, Lin Nuo's defeat was inevitable!

It would only be a matter of moments before his opponent became his defeated subordinate.

Still, Tang San sneered inwardly and magnanimously decided that, since his honored teacher had taken a liking to this mud-legged commoner's talent, he would not truly take his life.

The angle of the sleeve arrow he had fired had deliberately avoided vital points such as the other man's throat and heart.

It would not be fatal, but it would certainly leave this arrogant fool with a bloody lesson he would never forget for the rest of his life!

This round, the advantage was still mine!

"A Silent Sleeve Arrow? That little bastard was still as shameless as ever."

Lin Nuo knew Tang San's supposedly pure and virtuous ways far too well. The moment Tang San raised his hand, Lin Nuo had already prepared himself.

Noticing the sharp whistle of something cutting through the air, Lin Nuo's eyes sharpened, and the Death Demon Scythe in his hand blazed with violet light.

With a fierce twist of his wrist, he sent a sharp purple blade aura slashing fiercely from the scythe's edge!

"Clang—"

A crisp metallic collision rang out.

The fired Steel Sleeve Arrow was cleaved away midair by the blade aura, bouncing weakly onto the ground.

"What?!"

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply.

Without giving his opponent any chance to catch his breath or hesitate, Lin Nuo pushed off with both legs and launched himself into the air.

Violent Soul Power poured into the Magic Scythe without reservation. The scythe, covered in eerie demonic patterns, carved out a chilling arc of death through the air as it descended straight toward Tang San's face!

Seeing Lin Nuo instantly close in before him, Tang San was terrified beyond measure.

He frantically activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, trying to dodge and pull away, but the blade was simply too fast. There was no time!

Unable to evade—

"Rip!"

A teeth-grating sound of flesh being torn rang out.

A deep, bone-revealing gash slashed diagonally across Tang San's cheek, and bright red blood dripped from his chin with soft plops.

Lin Nuo landed steadily, casually spun the scythe in an exceptionally crisp flourish, and looked teasingly at Tang San, who stood frozen in place with a hand over his face.

That strike had done far more than merely disfigure the little bastard.

As the Blue Silver Prince, how immense was the Life force contained within Tang San's body?

At the instant the blade cut through his flesh, Lin Nuo had silently activated the Magic Scythe's Devour Attribute, ruthlessly drawing a huge amount of rich Life force from Tang San's body and feeding it back into his own.

Not only had he gotten it for free this time, he had made an absolute killing.

After all, one of his Martial Souls was the Death Spider Emperor.

Although the powers of Life and death were opposing forces, they could perhaps still complement each other when things reached their extreme.

As for whether Third Brother losing that Life force would affect his talent or his future Blue Silver Emperor awakening, that was none of Lin Nuo's concern.

The battle had unfolded in the blink of an eye.

Seeing how abruptly the situation had turned, the noisy crowd of onlookers instantly fell silent.

No one had expected that this Soul Duel would be decided in a single exchange!

"Looks like I won this Soul Duel," Lin Nuo said with a light laugh, his tone aimed squarely at twisting the knife. "Tang San, you dared to stand up for someone with only this trifling level of skill?

You still need a lot more practice."

Hearing the merciless mockery and feeling the searing pain in his cheek, Tang San felt his mind buzz as his reason snapped completely.

He, the Tang Sect prodigy who had lived two lives, had not only had his Hidden Weapon broken, but had even been instantly defeated by a native in full view of everyone?!

Unforgivable!

"Lin Nuo!!! How dare you humiliate me like this, you brat?!"

Tang San's eyes were bloodshot. Panting like an enraged bull, he let out a hysterical roar in Lin Nuo's direction.

"Oh, Tang San, oh, Tang San. Sparring between Soul Masters has always depended on Martial Souls and Soul Power." Lin Nuo sneered, casually pointing the tip of his scythe at the ground. "When you couldn't win, you resorted to a sneak attack. I really didn't expect you to use such a lowly method so naturally."

Everyone followed the direction indicated by Lin Nuo's scythe tip.

Several Steel Sleeve Arrows flashing with cold, sinister light were embedded firmly in the hard bluestone tiles, their sharp tails still trembling faintly in the air.

For a moment, the surrounding students exploded into uproar, and the way they looked at Tang San changed completely.

"Damn, so he was launching a sneak attack!

I thought this kid had some real skill."

"He usually acts so honest and pure, but behind everyone's back, he uses these filthy tricks that can't stand the light of day. Disgusting."

"In a proper Soul Master duel, he actually used external objects to ambush someone? Is this the kind of disciple that fraud of a master taught?

He has no shame at all! Pah!"

Listening to the increasingly piercing jeers around him and feeling those undisguised contemptuous gazes pierce him like blades, Tang San felt his blood surge in his chest.

The wound on his cheek was still bleeding, but the humiliation and fury in his heart had long since burned through the last of his reason.

These were the Tang Sect's supreme Mechanical Hidden Weapons!

Yet in the mouths of these ignorant natives from another world, they had become despicable methods?!

Tang San clenched his back teeth tightly. The lingering violet glow in his eyes was instantly swallowed by intense killing intent.

In his self-consistent logic, Hidden Weapons were inherently part of his strength!

By exposing them in public, Lin Nuo was not only trampling on his dignity—he was also insulting the Tang Sect he was so proud of!

"Lin Nuo... what do you know? This is the way of Hidden Weapons!"

Tang San's chest heaved violently as he stared fixedly at Lin Nuo and roared madly in his heart,

"Today, you have humiliated the Tang Sect. You have chosen the Way of Seeking Death!"