A mere crossbow device, this is foolproof

Yu Xiaolong turned his back.

His hands were clasped behind him.

This posture.

Fell into the eyes of Tang San.

Causing his fingers to dig into his palms.

A trace of resentment flickered in his gaze.

Yet, he did not reveal it too obviously.

"What a fine Martial Uncle, actually so arrogant, not even putting me in his eyes!"

"I heard from Teacher that this little Martial Uncle is only at the level of a 28th-rank Soul Grand Master!"

"I have already reached the strength of a 32nd-rank Soul Elder!"

"Then let me show this Martial Uncle a little bit of color!"

As he spoke.

Tang San's gaze tightened.

A chill was released.

"Dragon Whisker Needle!"

The next second.

Without even Yu Xiaogang noticing.

Three Dragon Whisker Needles shot out in an instant.

"Martial Uncle, my apologies! Hmph."

The moment Tang San fired the Dragon Whisker Needles.

A look of triumph appeared on his face.

He mourned for Yu Xiaolong in his heart.

His Dragon Whisker Needles were coated in poison.

For a 28th-rank Soul Master, coming into contact with this thing.

He feared the man would collapse to the ground immediately!

However, he was not afraid of offending this Martial Uncle.

After all, it was his Teacher who had told him to make a move!

Clang!

However.

The next second.

The unexpected occurred.

The Dragon Whisker Needles were fast.

But they were not faster than Yu Xiaolong, who had already reached the level of a 43rd-rank Battle Soul Ancestor!

With a sidestep.

The three Dragon Whisker Needles.

Shot past just in front of his slightly tilted chin.

They pierced violently into the large tree ahead.

"The speed is not bad."

"The power, however, is a bit weak."

Yu Xiaolong turned around.

Facing him, he spoke slowly.

"What!?"

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.

Exclaimed almost in unison.

Especially Tang San.

No one understood his own hidden weapon technique better than he did.

"He actually dodged my Dragon Whisker Needles!?"

This time.

Tang San barely suppressed the thoughts in his heart.

Instead, he blurted them out at the very first moment.

Yu Xiaolong heard his words.

The corners of his mouth curled upward.

Then, a pair of sharp eyes locked onto Tang San.

His expression was cold and indifferent.

With his hands clasped behind his back, he said, "It is you who are too weak!"

Yu Xiaolong spoke slowly.

"Yu Xiaolong! What nonsense are you spouting!? Little San's strength has reached level 32; what is there to be proud of in dodging a mere hidden weapon!?"

As soon as he spoke.

Yu Xiaogang lost his composure.

And this sentence, he said without thinking.

But Tang San heard it with intent!

A mere hidden weapon?

Tang Sect hidden weapons are immensely powerful.

Yet this old man had dodged them.

And his teacher actually called them mere hidden weapons?

This statement dealt a heavy blow to Tang San.

"Right! Uncle-Master, let us proceed with a contest of soul power instead!"

Tang San took a deep breath.

His gaze was profound.

It did not resemble the temperament of a fifteen-year-old boy.

With his own soul power at level 32, fighting a level 28 should be easy, right?

Tang San thought to himself.

He wanted to reclaim his confidence through a duel of soul power.

However.

Yu Xiaolong would not grant his wish.

"No." Yu Xiaolong slowly shook his head.

Tang San was stunned.

Behind him, Yu Xiaogang said, "Xiaolong, Little San is your junior; what harm is there in offering him some guidance!?"

This Yu Xiaolong.

He clearly looked afraid.

That made sense; facing a Soul Elder at level 28, there was naturally no chance of victory.

But I want to make you look bad!

Xiaolong, let me see the sharp spirit you had back in the sect when you refused to follow me!

The resentment in Yu Xiaogang's heart was heavy.

"Uncle-Master, do you not wish to make a move?"

Tang San looked at Yu Xiaolong.

He spoke with great composure.

He was the junior.

If an elder was unwilling to spar with him, he would naturally lose no face.

But if he could win glory for his teacher.

He was willing to do whatever it took.

However.

Yu Xiaolong's next sentence.

Caused the self-satisfied smile on Tang San's face.

To freeze instantly.

"What I mean is, you are too weak!"

Yu Xiaolong remained expressionless.

Upon hearing this, the confident expression on Tang San's face faltered instantly: "What!?"

"A clash of soul power?"

"You junior, you are far too arrogant."

"But the weak have no right to be arrogant."

"However..."

"Since you just used a hidden weapon on me, it would be inappropriate for me, as your elder, not to teach you a lesson."

"Next, why don't you see how my hidden weapons fare?"

Having said that.

Yu Xiaolong raised his right arm.

Click, click, click.

A series of sounds rang out.

It sounded like mechanical armor shifting.

Tang San's eyes flickered.

What is that!?

Behind him, Yu Xiaogang was momentarily dazed.

He couldn't quite make sense of it.

This fellow, Yu Xiaolong.

Where on earth did he tinker with such things?

Is it a Martial Soul?

No!

Could it be some kind of Soul Tool?

Yu Xiaogang frowned.

Closer to Yu Xiaolong.

Was Tang San!

In Tang San's line of sight.

Yu Xiaolong raised his arm.

From the two sections of his forearm, a pair of crossbow-like metal armored wings sprouted.

The material was incredibly rare.

As someone well-versed in hidden weapons and equipment.

Seeing this scene.

Tang San's expression froze.

A hidden weapon!?

No, in this Douluo Continent, I am the only one who understands Tang Sect hidden weapons!

"It seems Uncle-Master intends to use that hidden weapon in your hand against me?"

Tang San spoke bluntly, posing the question.

Yet, in his heart, he was brimming with confidence.

Hidden weapons?

My Tang Sect techniques.

Include the movement technique Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!

Almost any attack can be evaded through positioning!

And this old man only has 28th-rank soul power!

How could he possibly pose a threat to me!?

Thinking of this.

Tang San couldn't help but puff out his chest.

He became much more confident.

"Uncle-Master, please strike at me; this junior will take it with full force!"

At this moment, Tang San.

Was full of high spirits.

Behind him, Yu Xiaogang felt a sense of reflected glory.

He also puffed out his chest.

Nodding in great satisfaction.

Yu Xiaolong, I will let you know the gap between you and me.

The disciple taught by me, Yu Xiaogang.

Is at a level you cannot even reach by looking up!

He thought to himself.

His mood was exceptionally pleasant.

Seeing this scene.

Yu Xiaolong was also gathering energy in the Red Feather Divine Bow in his hand.

Since the Red Feather Divine Bow had arrived on the Douluo Continent.

Driving it.

Required a massive amount of soul power.

Fortunately, as a first soul skill.

It was more than enough for Yu Xiaolong to use.

"Eat a Death God Rocket from me!"

Yu Xiaolong raised his right hand.

He said inwardly.

His eyes narrowed into slits.

His expression was icy cold.

At the same time.

The Red Feather Divine Bow mounted on his forearm began to condense a golden light.

And within the arrow condensed by the divine bow.

There was actually a faint, distinct red glow.

That was the power carried by a hundred-thousand-year soul ring.

However, because Yu Xiaolong did not manifest his soul ring externally.

Tang San could not detect this subtle change at all.

Seeing Tang San so confident.

Preparing to dodge his arrow attack at any moment.

Yu Xiaolong's lips curled upward.

"A crossbow?"

"It seems the mechanical craftsmanship of this world is still too backward."

Tang San looked at the crossbow-like device in Yu Xiaolong's hand.

Compared to the precision of his own Tang Sect hidden weapons like the Flying Divine Claw.

It couldn't even compare, not even by a long shot.

Heh... this is in the bag!