Tang Ya's Tiger-Wolf Words, Let's Go Together! (Seeking Reads and Updates)

"Cough, cough...!"

Xu Sanshi struggled to climb up from the ground, his face covered in dirt and his arms still trembling slightly. He stared at Su Chen with wide, incredulous eyes, as if looking at some kind of monster.

He never imagined that a first-year freshman could send him flying without even using a soul skill!

And Jiang Nannan was watching!

He had lost all face!

Xu Sanshi trembled with rage, black soul power fluctuations rising uncontrollably from his body, condensing into a blurry Tortoise Shell Phantom behind him. He glared at Su Chen, his voice squeezed through gritted teeth:

"Pretty boy, do you dare to meet me in the Duel Arena?!"

"Oh my, someone's getting flustered."

Su Chen sighed and shook his head, his "I really can't do anything with you" expression enough to make a person vomit blood from anger.

He smoothed his collar in a leisurely manner before raising his eyes to look at Xu Sanshi: "Fine, if you want to fight, we'll fight. I have always believed in reasoning with people—of course, if reasoning doesn't work, I don't mind using my fists to help others 'see reason'."

He paused, scanning Xu Sanshi up and down with obvious disdain, as if looking at something unclean: "However... is there a wager for fighting you? After all, my time is worth much more than your face. You can't expect me to play along with you for nothing, right?"

"You!!"

Xu Sanshi nearly choked on his own breath. He slammed his hand against the storage Soul Tool at his waist, and a heavy money bag hit the ground with a dull thud.

"Here are one hundred *Gold Soul Coin*s!" Xu Sanshi gritted his teeth. "If you lose, get lost and never come near Nannan again! Do you dare to bet?!"

Su Chen glanced at the money bag, the disdain in his eyes deepening, even tinged with a hint of pity.

He nudged the money bag with the tip of his shoe and sighed: "Tsk, one hundred *Gold Soul Coin*s?"

"Brother, is this all you brought when going out? Is your Xuanming Sect... a bit tight on cash lately? Do you want me to lend you some? Don't worry, I don't charge interest." Su Chen's tone was so sincere it made people want to hit him.

"Hahahaha—"

The surrounding crowd collapsed in laughter. Wang Dong was laughing so hard she couldn't stand straight, Tang Ya covered her stomach, and Jiang Nannan couldn't help but chuckle, the curve of her lips impossible to suppress.

Xu Sanshi's face turned from red to green, from green to purple, and finally as black as the bottom of a pot. His chest heaved violently, and he was so angry he couldn't even speak.

Seeing that the timing was right, Su Chen straightened his expression: "Alright, I won't tease you anymore. I can fight you, but you must agree to one condition—if you lose, from this day forward, you are not to harass Senior Jiang Nannan again. Conversely, I will not intentionally approach her either; it will be entirely up to the Senior's own wishes."

He looked at Jiang Nannan, his golden eyes clear and open: "Of course, if the Senior misses me one day, I am at your service anytime."

Jiang Nannan blushed and nodded subconsciously.

Seeing this, Xu Sanshi was consumed by jealousy. With so many people watching and Jiang Nannan present, where would he put his face if he backed down now?

Besides, he didn't believe he could lose.

A first-year freshman, no matter how strong, how far could he go? At most, a Soul Grand Master. He, Xu Sanshi, was a Soul Elder, and the defensive power of his Xuanming Tortoise martial soul was the best in the Outer Court; even Bei Bei's Thunder Dragon Claw had difficulty breaking his Tortoise Shell Shield.

Where did this brat get his confidence?

"Fine!" Xu Sanshi gritted his teeth. "It's a bet!"

"Hmph! Let's go!"

He snorted angrily, turned around, and strode toward the Soul Fighting Zone, his back radiating a sense of determination.

Su Chen nodded at Tang Ya, Jiang Nannan, and Wang Dong, then stepped forward to follow.

Wang Dong wore an excited expression, ready to watch the show, and trotted along behind. She had been fed a mouthful of "dog food" earlier and was feeling stifled; now, she finally had a chance to watch a good show, especially one that would be a one-sided crushing—after all, if Su Chen could defeat a Soul Emperor, surely he could beat this Xu Sanshi?

"Let's go, let's go! Yuhao, we're going too!" Tang Ya grabbed Huo Yuhao's arm, her eyes sparkling. "I'll pay for your ticket! You can't miss a show like this!"

"Okay..." Huo Yuhao nodded, though his gaze remained fixed on Su Chen's back, his eyes complex.

He could feel that this senior named Su Chen was unimaginably powerful. The movement that sent Xu Sanshi flying in an instant was so fast he couldn't even see it clearly.

If only he had that kind of strength...

Huo Yuhao clenched his fists, then relaxed them, a trace of sadness flashing in his eyes.

The Soul Fighting Zone was located in the northwest corner of Shrek Academy, near the area bordering Shrek City. It was open from after school until midnight every day, a place frequently visited by many combative students.

After all, most soul masters enjoyed the exhilaration that came with battle. Fighting here was unrestricted, and there was no need to worry about the dangers of going too far—there were specialized teachers acting as referees who would gauge the situation and intervene in time.

Of course, not all teachers were as unreliable as a certain "Elder of the Holy Spirit Cult." After all, with that person leading the team, they always lost a few geniuses every time they went out; that track record was truly one of a kind.

To participate in a soul fighting match, both sides had to pay at least ten *Gold Soul Coin*s as a venue fee. Entering the arena to watch required a ticket fee of one silver soul coin—though for soul masters, that amount of money was nothing.

In addition, winning a match in the Soul Fighting Zone would earn a certain amount of academic credits, which provided bonus points during grade examinations. Therefore, there was never a shortage of spectators or students looking to make a name for themselves.

When Xu Sanshi and Su Chen walked into the Soul Fighting Zone one after the other, the news had already spread as if it had grown wings.

"Did you hear? Xu Sanshi is going to duel a freshman!"

"Which freshman is so blind? Daring to challenge the 'Strongest Defense of the Outer Court'?"

"It seems his name is Su Chen... wait, that name sounds familiar..."

"I remember! He's the one who injured Teacher Zhou Yi this morning!"

"What?! Is that for real?!"

The spectator stands filled up rapidly. Xu Sanshi and Bei Bei were known as the Twin Stars of the Outer Court and already had quite a reputation. While not many knew that Su Chen had defeated a Soul Emperor, the gimmick of a "genius freshman challenging a senior student" was enough to attract plenty of attention.

Not to mention, when Su Chen stepped onto the Soul Fighting Platform, an exclamation erupted instantly from the spectator stands.

"Wow! He's way too good-looking! Blonde hair and golden eyes—this temperament is simply peerless!"

A female student covered her face in excitement, stars twinkling in her eyes. Her companions beside her nodded in agreement one after another.

"I hereby announce that from today on, he is my new male god!"

"Wake up, he's only twelve!"

"So what? I'll wait for him to grow up!"

"Girl, I could hear your scheming all the way from the dormitory!"

In the front row of the viewing area, Wang Dong, Huo Yuhao, Tang Ya, and Jiang Nannan sat together. Xiao Xiao had also heard the news and rushed over, now sitting next to Wang Dong, curiously sizing up Su Chen on the stage.

Hearing the chatter of the female students behind them, the expressions of the group varied.

Jiang Nannan tugged gently on Tang Ya's sleeve and whispered, "Tang Ya, do you think Su Chen can really beat Xu Sanshi? Xu Sanshi's defense is recognized as the best in the outer courtyard..."

Tang Ya giggled and patted Jiang Nannan's shoulder. "Nannan, don't underestimate my judgment. My Su Chen isn't just handsome; his strength is also top-tier. Forget Xu Sanshi, even Bei Bei..."

She paused, her eyes flickering slightly. "Never mind, let's not talk about Bei Bei."

Jiang Nannan keenly sensed something. "Are you and Bei Bei really..."

"I haven't decided yet." Tang Ya waved her hand, changing the subject. "As for you, I see you're quite worried about Su Chen. What, have you fallen for him?"

She leaned close to Jiang Nannan's ear, lowering her voice with a teasing smile. "If you really like him, I'll be merciful—the three of us can be together."

"Besides, I can tell that kid isn't a pushover; I'm afraid I can't handle him alone. As the saying goes, among three people, there must be one who can be my teacher!"

"Tang Ya!"

Jiang Nannan's cheeks turned beet red, like a ripe apple. She pushed Tang Ya away in embarrassment, but her heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably.

Su Chen was handsome, strong, and responsible. They had only just met, yet Su Chen was already willing to stand up for her against Xu Sanshi...

Jiang Nannan was a young girl after all; how could she not be moved?

Beside them, Wang Dong had heard every word of their conversation, her small mouth pouting enough to hang an oil jug on it.

The three of them together?!

Senior Tang Ya, what kind of wild talk is that!

And Senior Jiang Nannan, why are you blushing?! You've only just met!

Su Chen, that flirtatious bastard! When I get back, I must, I absolutely must...

She thought it over and realized she didn't seem to have any way to threaten Su Chen.

She couldn't beat him in a fight—the "father-son match" from a few days ago was still fresh in her memory.

She couldn't out-talk him either—that guy had a poisonous tongue, and she always came out on the losing end of their bickering.

She racked her brain, but what was she supposed to do, cry? That would be too humiliating!

Wang Dong hugged her arms, pouting, and decided not to speak to Su Chen for the rest of the night—no, for three whole days!

Xiao Xiao sat to the side, looking from Wang Dong to Su Chen on the stage, blinking thoughtfully.

On the Soul Fighting Platform.

The referee was a stern-faced middle-aged teacher who briefly reiterated the rules of the Soul Fighting Zone: stop at the point of contact, no intentional maiming or killing, a forfeit or loss of combat capability results in a loss, and the referee has the right to intervene and stop the match at any time.

"The match—begins!"

The referee announced and quickly retreated, leaving the space to the two of them.

Almost the moment the words fell, Xu Sanshi moved.

"First Soul Skill! Xuanming Shock!"

He let out a low roar as the first soul ring beneath his feet lit up, and a dark, vibrating wave spread outward from him. This was his control skill, capable of knocking back and stunning opponents to seize the initiative.

However, Su Chen was faster.

He didn't even release his martial soul; he simply held his right hand out, and a long sword burning with golden flames appeared out of thin air—it was the Angel Holy Sword!

With the holy sword in hand, Su Chen swung it casually.

Sshhh—

A golden streak of sword light flashed, and the ripples of Xu Sanshi's Xuanming Shock were sliced through as easily as paper, dissipating into nothingness.

Xu Sanshi's expression changed. His first soul skill might not be his strongest, but it shouldn't have been broken so easily!

"Got some skills..." He gritted his teeth, and his second soul ring lit up immediately. "Second Soul Skill! Xuanming Shield Formation!"

Tortoise Shell Shield after Tortoise Shell Shield appeared around him, forming a tight defensive formation. This was Xu Sanshi's signature defensive skill, which had blocked the fierce onslaughts of countless assault-type soul masters.

Su Chen merely smiled faintly.

He flicked his wrist, and the Angel Holy Sword traced a graceful golden arc in the air. Without using any soul skills, the holy power contained within the blade itself condensed into a solid sword qi and shot out!

The sword qi slammed into the Xuanming Shield Formation.

"Crack..."

A teeth-grinding sound rang out.

The shield formation, touted as the "strongest defense of the outer courtyard," actually developed fine cracks under the impact of the sword qi!

Xu Sanshi's pupils constricted sharply. No longer daring to hold back, his third soul ring erupted with brilliant purple light!

"Third Soul Skill! Xuanming Power!"

He roared, and a heavy black armor manifested over his body, making him look like a statue of a black mysterious turtle. This was his ultimate defensive state; once activated, his defense skyrocketed, enough to withstand attacks from a Soul Ancestor!

However—

Su Chen's sword qi sliced through the black armor as if it were a hot knife through butter, leaving several faint white marks on the surface!

Though it failed to fully break the defense, a thin layer was clearly shaved off the edge of the armor. Xu Sanshi let out a muffled groan, feeling a scorching force penetrate his body. The impact sent his blood surging, and he had to retreat several steps before barely steadying himself.

The entire audience held their breath.

This was the first time they had witnessed someone injure Xu Sanshi—while he was in his strongest defensive state—using nothing but a sword and a basic attack, without even activating a soul skill!

On the Soul Fighting Platform, Su Chen looked at Xu Sanshi calmly, his golden eyes undisturbed. A faint smile curled his lips, and his voice carried clearly across the entire Soul Fighting Zone:

"You should be grateful that I haven't released my Martial Soul or used any of my own soul skills."

He paused, his tone laced with playfulness: "Otherwise, you would already be dead."

"However—" Su Chen's gaze turned sharp, "I've had enough fun. It's time for this match to end!"

As soon as the words fell, he moved.

In the next instant, Su Chen left a faint golden afterimage behind. He appeared before Xu Sanshi like a ghost, moving so fast that even the referee teacher couldn't see him clearly!

Before Xu Sanshi could even react, a slender, powerful hand had already clamped around his throat.

That hand was covered in a faint golden glow; it looked gentle, yet it contained terrifying power. The Xuanming Armor surrounding Xu Sanshi shattered inch by inch under that hand, dissolving into specks of black light.

"You..." Xu Sanshi's eyes widened, filled with disbelief.

Su Chen didn't give him a chance to speak. With a lift of his arm, he actually hoisted the burly Xu Sanshi into the air!

Then—

"BOOM!!!"

A deafening sound echoed as the Soul Fighting Platform shook violently, sending gravel flying.

Xu Sanshi's massive frame was slammed into the ground by Su Chen's single hand, embedding him deep into the platform in a spread-eagled position. His protective soul power shattered completely, and the Tortoise Shell Shield flew from his grasp with a loud clang, crashing heavily against the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform.

The dust slowly settled.

The entire arena was deathly silent.

Everyone was completely stunned by this scene, their mouths agape, unable to utter a single word.

From the start of the match to the end, only a few seconds had passed. A Soul Elder, the strongest defense of the outer courtyard, had been crushed single-handedly by a first-year freshman, without any chance to fight back!

And from start to finish, Su Chen hadn't even released his Martial Soul or revealed his soul rings!

"You lost!"