The Academy Grand Competition, Tang San is Too Brutal, Students Dodge Him Like a Plague God!

"As for me, I'm number 84." After Lin Hui finished speaking, he even showed the white ball he had drawn to Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu's smile grew even more radiant.

"All three of us have innate full soul power. We can finally see who's better this time. I'm going to knock you both down later, so don't you dare go easy on me!"

Tang San couldn't help but feel that the current situation was a bit strange. Why had someone suddenly appeared in what was originally a world for just him and Xiao Wu?!

No, I must win Xiao Wu back!

Tang San offered an awkward smile. "Xiao Wu, if we really do end up facing each other, I'll stop once the point is made. Don't you worry..."

However, to Xiao Wu, this sounded as if he were deliberately going easy on her!

She was very annoyed.

"Third Brother, just use your full strength..." Xiao Wu also smiled awkwardly. For some reason, she felt increasingly uncomfortable whenever she was around Tang San.

Seeing that Xiao Wu wasn't as grateful as he had expected, Tang San felt both irritated and anxious.

Lin Hui laughed as well.

"That goes without saying. If you face me, I advise you to use your full strength right from the start, otherwise you'll be knocked flat by me in an instant!"

"Hmph, we'll see who knocks who down!" Xiao Wu made a face at Lin Hui.

Seeing the two of them getting along so well, Tang San's expression grew even gloomier.

He had made up his mind: once he stepped onto the arena, he would prove himself in front of Lin Hui!

After Teacher Li Chun organized all the students' numbers, he divided them into two major zones based on the sequence, with each zone containing four sub-zones.

Xiao Wu was in one major zone, while Lin Hui and Tang San were in the other.

Looking at the match schedule posted on the wooden frame in front of the arena, Xiao Wu was exceptionally high-spirited.

"It looks like you two have to decide a winner between yourselves first. The winner of your match can face me!" Xiao Wu waved her fist.

To Tang San, this sounded as if the winner of their duel would be more favored by Xiao Wu in the future.

For Xiao Wu's sake, if I face Lin Hui in the competition, I must defeat him soundly! The desire for victory burned even more intensely in Tang San's eyes.

Lin Hui, however, had no such psychological burden. After all, Tang San's spirit was Blue Silver Grass, while his own was the Blue Silver Emperor. Though he didn't know how they would react if they truly clashed, his odds of winning should be higher.

Soon, the duels began.

Because the entire Academy Grand Competition was scheduled to last only one day, the timeline was quite tight.

"Fourth match, Wang Sheng versus Liu Jian!"

Wang Sheng's martial soul was the War Tiger, and Liu Jian's was the Fire Wolf. But as the former boss of Dorm Seven, Wang Sheng still possessed some skill. Three or four minutes later, Liu Jian collapsed and surrendered.

"Stop, stop, I give up." The moment Wang Sheng's other fist swung toward him, Liu Jian, lying on the ground, waved his hands repeatedly and begged for mercy.

"Haha, you're too kind." After winning the match, Wang Sheng returned the salute quite politely.

Once Wang Sheng stepped off the stage, Xiao Wu suddenly patted him on the back.

"Not bad, Wang Sheng! You didn't embarrass Big Sister Xiao Wu!"

"That goes without saying. After all, who doesn't know who Big Sister Xiao Wu is?" Wang Sheng replied with a smile. He had already decided that if he faced Xiao Wu later, he would just go through the motions and surrender.

After all, he had witnessed Xiao Wu's brutality more than once.

This scene was not lost on Tang San.

Sure enough, Xiao Wu likes the strong. I must demonstrate my power on the arena later!

The competition continued.

"Next match, Tang San versus Xiao Chenyu!"

Since this was Tang San's debut, the entire faculty and student body were filled with anticipation.

Even Yu Xiaogang stood a bit straighter at this moment.

That four-hundred-year-old Datura Snake last time was completely defeated by Tang San. Although there might have been a bit of luck involved, it already proves his strength. Yu Xiaogang analyzed briefly.

After Tang San stepped onto the stage, Yu Xiaogang deliberately shouted from the sidelines.

"Tang San, with the first soul ring I carefully selected for you, just face this with a calm heart!"

Now the whole school should know that I was the one who chose that soul ring for him, Yu Xiaogang thought to himself.

Tang San glanced at Yu Xiaogang and nodded.

On the arena, Xiao Chenyu sneered.

"Hmph, Tang San, I heard you have innate full soul power, but you're nothing more than a commoner. I am the City Lord's son. Later, I'll let you know that there is a gap between commoners and nobles!"

Hearing this, Tang San's face darkened further, and he clenched his fists in resentment.

"Alright, the match begins now!" Teacher Li Chun shouted loudly.

The moment Li Chun finished speaking, Tang San rushed forward.

"First soul skill, Wolf Soul Possession!" Xiao Chenyu roared. This soul skill allowed him to instantly increase his strength, speed, and attack power by fifteen percent. As a first soul skill, it was quite impressive.

Xiao Chenyu lunged forward as well.

"Just admit defeat already!"

However, Xiao Chenyu quickly noticed that Tang San had no intention of using his spirit skills.

"You're still not using your first spirit skill? Are you waiting to be beaten into the ground by me?"

At this moment, Xiao Chenyu felt slighted and grew somewhat irritated!

"Dealing with you isn't worth me using my full strength," Tang San said.

Soon, the two of them clashed.

The moment Xiao Chenyu's fist made contact with Tang San's arm, he saw Tang San's palm move like a snake, nimbly winding around to his back shoulder.

It was the Tang Sect's peerless art, Crane-Controlling Dragon-Capturing!

"Am... am I seeing things? Such fast footwork!" Xiao Chenyu was stunned; he hadn't expected that even after using his spirit skill, his speed still couldn't compare to Tang San, who hadn't used one at all!

With a single strike, Xiao Chenyu was beaten half to death, yet he still managed to barely remain standing.

But as a result, Tang San turned around and lunged at him again.

After the two exchanged a few simple moves, Xiao Chenyu was not so lucky this time.

A punch from Tang San struck him directly in the abdomen, knocking him off the arena.

Xiao Chenyu was sent flying over ten meters away, ultimately spitting out a mouthful of blood!

Then, he fainted.

"That's... that's too brutal!" A student watching from the sidelines quickly exclaimed.

"We're all classmates, was it necessary to strike so ruthlessly?" another student added.

After all, the students had just enrolled and hadn't experienced many serious combat sessions; seeing such a bloody scene, they naturally felt very uncomfortable.

"I have to face Tang San in the next match. He wouldn't hit me that hard too, would he?" a boy exclaimed, as if he had suddenly realized something.

At this moment, all the students in the arena fixed their gazes on Tang San, subconsciously casting themselves as the potential victims.

Consequently, they all instinctively stepped back a few paces from Tang San, as if they were avoiding a plague god.