Isn't This My Tang Sect's Martial Art?

"Third Brother, look at those two's uniforms. Don't they look like they're from that Shrek Academy across the way?"

After Tang San heard Xiao Wu's words, he fixed his gaze on the two people's uniforms. The color and style of the uniforms they wore were the same as the one Le Zhengyu wore in his memory.

A cold glint flashed through Tang San's eyes. They were actually people from that Shrek Academy. Then they already had a path to death!

Xiao Wu's eyes were full of envy. After all, Shrek Academy had uniforms, while their own academy not only had no uniforms, it was also shabby and run-down. By comparison, the psychological gap was quite large.

Tang San did not have that many thoughts. As long as the teaching quality was good, that was enough. But when Tang San's gaze fell on these two fellows who did not look very old, he thought that it would be great if they could be matched against them.

As long as he defeated the two of them, he could prove to the people of Shrek Academy that eliminating him was simply proof they had eyes but failed to see!

Xiao Wu seemed to see through Tang San's thoughts and patted him on the shoulder.

"Third Brother, don't worry. If we run into them, I'll definitely help you vent this anger."

Tang San glanced at Xiao Wu and nodded.

Very soon, Xiao Wu and the youth called Xie Xie entered the arena at the same time.

Tang San noticed that Xiao Wu walked toward the eastern area's field, while Xie Xie walked toward the western area's field. The directions the two went were completely opposite.

"What a pity."

Tang San sighed inwardly.

If only they had been assigned to the same field."

He wanted Xiao Wu to fight Xie Xie. With Xiao Wu's strength, dealing with a fellow about the same age should not be a problem.

But it did not matter if they had not been matched. He still had a chance himself, and... there was also the doubles match. These two clearly looked like they were together, so perhaps they might run into them in the upcoming doubles match.

Tang San shifted his gaze away from Xiao Wu on the screen and landed on Xie Xie in the western area's field.

Xie Xie had already stepped onto the stage.

At the center of the stage stood a middle-aged man in a tailcoat, his hair combed until it shone with oil.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next one-on-one match is about to begin!"

"First, introducing contestant Xie Xie: an agility-type battle soul master, martial soul Light Dragon Dagger, three-ring Soul Elder!"

Tang San's pupils abruptly contracted.

Three-ring Soul Elder?

He stared at the youth in the white uniform, his brows tightly furrowed.

During the entrance exam, he had not seen this person. When they registered, among the sixty-three people, the ones with the highest soul power were him and Xiao Wu at rank twenty-nine. Most of the others were between rank fourteen or fifteen and rank twenty.

If this Xie Xie had been present at the time, he should not have had no impression of him at all.

"He's probably from a higher grade."

Tang San thought inwardly.

"Other than our batch of new students, that academy across the way also has students who enrolled before."

Thinking of this, he relaxed slightly.

If he was from a higher grade, then being a three-ring Soul Elder was not too outrageous.

After all, that academy even had a seven-ring Soul Sage like Wu Zhangkong. It was normal for there to be a few three-ring Soul Elder students.

"The other contestant is Yu Yuan, a beast martial soul battle soul master, martial soul Iron Arm Ape, three-ring Soul Elder!"

Tang San moved his gaze from the opponent back to Xie Xie.

He still did not know how strong this Xie Xie was, but judging from his and his opponent's soul power levels, this was a battle at the same level.

Three rings against three rings, agility against power. Victory or defeat would depend on both sides' combat skill and experience.

"Begin!"

At the middle-aged man in the tailcoat's command, he retreated to the edge of the stage.

Yu Yuan was the first to attack. His body suddenly swelled by a size, his arms becoming incomparably thick, his hands turning into two furry ape palms covered in a layer of gray hair.

Three soul rings, one white and two yellow, rose from beneath his feet. His first soul ring lit up. Iron Arm Impact!

Yu Yuan pushed off the ground with both legs and charged toward Xie Xie like a cannonball, his right fist carrying a piercing sound as it tore through the air and smashed toward Xie Xie's face.

Xie Xie did not take it head-on. His body flashed to the side, easily avoiding Yu Yuan's frontal attack.

Tang San could not help frowning. Why did the technique this Xie Xie displayed look so familiar?

Yu Yuan's punch missed, but he did not stop. He turned and threw another punch.

His attacks were simple and brutal, every punch carrying astonishing power, but each time, Xie Xie seemed to have predicted it in advance. His body tilted slightly, his foot slid, and he slipped out of Yu Yuan's attack range.

Tang San stood up from the bench.

"Isn't this my Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step?"

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step was a secret art of the Tang Sect.

Only inner disciples of the Tang Sect could learn this movement technique. Outsiders could never possibly master it. Even he had learned it in secret, and that had been in another world. How could someone in this world know Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step?

This was wrong!

Could this guy be a transmigrator too?

But why was his surname Xie?

On the arena, the battle was still going.

After dodging several rounds of attacks, Xie Xie seemed to have figured out Yu Yuan's attack pattern and no longer merely evaded.

A pale golden dagger appeared out of thin air in his hand, a faint glow flowing over its blade.

Xie Xie's figure swayed. Beneath his feet, three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, emerged. His third soul ring lit up, and he split into two. Two identical Xie Xies appeared in front of Yu Yuan.

The two of them stepped forward at the same time, the daggers in their hands stabbing at Yu Yuan from different angles.

Yu Yuan had no time to tell which was real and which was fake. He crossed his arms in front of himself and took the blow head-on, retreating several steps at once. Bloody marks appeared on his hands, and a pained expression crossed his face.

And at that very moment, Xie Xie seized the opening. The Light Dragon Dagger stabbed out sharply, a point of dazzling golden light condensing on the blade.

"Pfft—"

The dagger pierced into Yu Yuan's shoulder blade. Blood sprayed out, and Yu Yuan cried out miserably. His body pitched forward, and he crashed heavily onto the arena.

Xie Xie pulled out the dagger and took two steps back. Looking at Yu Yuan, who lay sprawled on the ground and could not get up, he lightly flicked the blood droplets off the dagger.

The middle-aged man in a tailcoat quickly walked to the center of the arena, glanced at the wound on Yu Yuan's shoulder, confirmed that he had already lost the ability to fight, and announced loudly.

"Xie Xie wins!"

Thunderous applause erupted from the audience stands.

Tang San stood in front of the screen, motionless.

He did not care about the outcome of the match, nor did he care what soul skill Xie Xie had used.

All his attention was on Xie Xie's footwork.

When Xie Xie returned, Xiao Wu still had not come back. Xie Xie's battle could be said to have been very fast, and Yu Yuan had not touched Xie Xie at all.

Tang San's emotions were somewhat off at this moment. No, I have to find Xie Xie and ask him clearly. But... what if he really is from the Tang Sect?

Could he be here to capture me and bring me back?

No, I can't expose myself.

And just then, a voice rang out.

"Tang San, Tang Wulin, get ready."

At that moment, Tang San saw another figure stand up. It was precisely the one who had been with Xie Xie. This guy... is also surnamed Tang?