The Douluo System Master: Giving Tang San a System from the Start
Chapter 19

First Try at Soft Technique-Why Was It Still Blue Silver Entanglement?

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Ling Feng didn't hold back. He immediately made his move, intending to end the fight quickly!

Besides, his opponent's Martial Soul was only Blue Silver Grass. It couldn't hurt him at all, so he didn't need to keep circling around like he had when fighting Wang Sheng.

Ling Feng spread his arms wide, and beneath them, it looked as if he had a pair of wings.

Although he still couldn't use Martial Soul Possession, the advantage of a Beast Martial Soul was that it let him unleash the full power of his Soul Power.

Ling Feng was light as a swallow. He leaped into the air and glided toward Li Ping'an.

Li Ping'an froze. "He's flying in to attack? Isn't that just making himself a target?"

Ling Feng, who still couldn't use Martial Soul Possession, would have a hard time changing direction in midair.

That meant Li Ping'an had a good chance of catching him and using Soft Technique.

The students below the Little Soul Fighting Arena had already given up on any suspense about the outcome.

Could two levels of Soul Power and Blue Silver Grass really defeat a Swallow with eight levels of Soul Power?

But just then, their mouths fell open as they witnessed something unbelievable.

Li Ping'an didn't retreat. Instead, he surged forward, channeling his Soul Power as strength burst from his legs, and charged at Ling Feng in midair.

Ling Feng was just about to send Li Ping'an flying with a kick, but Li Ping'an's move threw him off balance.

"How dare he charge at me?"

In Li Ping'an's eyes, Ling Feng wasn't even as fast as Xiao Wu or Tang San.

After Ling Feng's Soul-Power-charged kick landed, Li Ping'an gritted his teeth and endured the blow. He rushed into Ling Feng's arms and wrapped them around him.

"Now!"

Li Ping'an channeled the Soft Technique Xiao Wu had taught him. With Soul Power bolstering his waist, legs, and arms, he put his strength into a back throw.

With a "thud," Ling Feng, who had been in midair just a moment ago, was slammed onto the ground by Li Ping'an.

The Soul Power protecting his body dimmed in an instant. He lay on the ground, motionless.

"Ling Feng! Get up and take him out!"

Xiao Chenyu jumped in fright. This was one of his underlings—how could he lose? And to someone with Blue Silver Grass, no less?

Unfortunately, Ling Feng didn't answer. His mind was a blank, his vision swimming with stars, and his whole body felt as if it had come apart.

"Nice one!" a few work-study students cheered.

"He really used Soft Technique? Is this what it means to be the child of fortune?" Even Xiao Wu looked at Li Ping'an in surprise.

Tang San, who had just returned from outside the city, had also witnessed the scene.

"Is that... Li Ping'an? How did he change so much in just a few days?"

Tang San remembered that when Li Ping'an fought Xiao Wu a few days ago, he couldn't even use his Soul Power when he attacked.

"That move he just used looked like one of Xiao Wu's skills?"

On the platform, Li Ping'an checked Ling Feng over. Seeing that he was all right, he said, "I win!"

"Hmph, don't get too pleased with yourself. Let me take you on!" Xiao Chenyu said.

Of his underlings, only Liu Long and Ling Feng could really fight. The rest were more or less on par with the work-study students.

To save face, he had no choice but to step in himself.

"Xiao Chenyu, Martial Soul: Lone Wolf. Level eleven, One-Ring Battle Soul Master. Please, enlighten me!" Xiao Chenyu said.

Xiao Chenyu activated Martial Soul Possession. A white Soul Ring rose and fell beneath his feet.

Li Ping'an took one look and ran off the platform.

"I surrender!"

As if. He'd beaten Ling Feng because Ling Feng had underestimated him and thought Blue Silver Grass was easy to bully.

If Xiao Chenyu ran him around like he had Wang Sheng, Li Ping'an definitely wouldn't be able to outlast him. He'd inevitably take a few kicks and end up black and blue.

Although the students at the junior Soul Master Academy had no real technique when they fought, and scrapped like primary school kids from his previous life,

they had Martial Souls. The differences between individuals were simply too great.

"What! How can you surrender?"

Xiao Chenyu felt as though he'd punched empty air.

He'd wanted to avenge his underling and make him even more devoted to him.

"Xiao Wu, Li Ping'an surrendered. What about you?" Xiao Chenyu asked.

"Don't get cocky! This girl will teach you a lesson!"

Xiao Wu was about to step onto the platform herself, but Li Ping'an suddenly spotted Tang San in the crowd and quickly stopped her.

"Xiao Wu, Tang San is back!"

"He should be a One-Ring Soul Master by now. Why not let him fight Xiao Chenyu?" Li Ping'an suggested.

He wanted to see what Soul Ring Tang San had absorbed this time, and whether it differed from the original course of events.

Tang San froze. He hadn't expected to come watch the fun and find himself dragged into it.

"Li Ping'an, maybe I should sit this one out?"

"Tang San, you're one of the work-study students too. You can't just watch them bully us, can you?"

Li Ping'an launched a moral appeal.

Tang San hadn't yet been corrupted by the incense and worship of godhood. He still had some decency, so a moral appeal could work on him.

"All right, I'll give it a try!" Tang San stepped onto the Little Soul Fighting Arena.

Although he had just returned from the Soul Hunting Forest, he had no luggage to speak of, thanks to the Soul Tool Yu Xiaogang had given him.

Li Ping'an enviously glanced at Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges hanging at Tang San's waist. Unfortunately, Soul Tools were far too expensive for him to even dream of owning one right now.

"I wonder if the system can reward me with a Soul Tool?"

"If it has that kind of reward, I can assign them related quests and have them earn a Soul Tool for me!"

Tang San stepped onto the platform and, like the others before him, clasped his hands in greeting.

"Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. One-Ring Battle Soul Master. Please, enlighten me!"

Xiao Chenyu froze. "Blue Silver Grass again? Wait, you're a One-Ring Soul Master too?"

"Since when could people cultivate Blue Silver Grass this quickly?"

Xiao Chenyu was surprised, but not afraid. The textbooks said Blue Silver Grass was fragile and had little fighting power.

Even Li Ping'an hadn't used the abilities of his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul just now.

And Xiao Wu's rabbit was the Lone Wolf's prey, so he was sure to win this Soul Fighting match.

[Nether Wolf Claw]

Xiao Chenyu charged at Tang San. The white Soul Ring beneath his feet lit up, and his arms transformed into bright green wolf claws.

The claws glowed with Soul Power as they slashed toward Tang San.

"So this is his Soul Skill? I might as well try mine out too!"

Tang San reached out. A Blue Silver Grass stalk tinged with purple appeared, with a yellow Soul Ring pulsing above it.

"A Hundred-Year Soul Ring?" A bad feeling rose in Xiao Chenyu's heart.

He wasn't much of a theoretical expert, but he knew that the older the Soul Ring, the more powerful its Soul Skill.

"Hmph! So what if it's a Hundred-Year Soul Skill? His Martial Soul is only Blue Silver Grass, nowhere near as good as mine!"

Just as Xiao Chenyu was about to grab Tang San, several thick stalks of Blue Silver Grass suddenly sprang up beneath his feet and bound him.

It was Blue Silver Entanglement!

The Blue Silver Entanglement was laced with the Datura Snake's venom, and Xiao Chenyu's body immediately began to go numb.

"Why was it still Blue Silver Entanglement? Were there no Soul Beasts in the Soul Hunting Forest except Datura Snakes?"

Watching Tang San use his Soul Skill, Li Ping'an didn't know what to say.

"My Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass too. I wonder if I can learn his Blue Silver Entanglement?"

Li Ping'an decided to give it a try. It wouldn't cost him anything, and even if he couldn't master it, he could treat it as training in controlling his Martial Soul!

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