Innate Rank Twenty Soul Power—Kill Tang San!

Ao Yin looked at the token in his hand, then at Su Yuntao's lonely departing back. Deep down, he felt that although the man's judgment was not much to speak of, he was still a decent person.

However, his mind was made up. He merely put away the token, then turned to Village Chief Jack and asked, "Village Chief, who do you plan to give Holy Soul Village's work-study student slot to this year?"

"Ao Yin, what do you mean by that? The village chief already promised me the work-study student slot!"

"Are you trying to take it from me?"

Tang San immediately bristled, the soul power around him rising steadily as an intimidating aura spread out.

Even Village Chief Jack beside him was startled by Tang San. Once he recovered, he immediately cried out, "Innate Rank Nine Soul Power!"

Although Tang San had mentioned it to him earlier, the village chief was still shocked when he personally felt the pressure of Innate Rank Nine Soul Power!

But Ao Yin was no longer the little brat Tang San could casually intimidate as before.

Ao Yin showed no fear whatsoever. A faintly mocking smile even appeared on his face as he calmly walked step by step toward Tang San.

Bzz—

A wave of soul power spread out from his body. Ao Yin's soul power likewise surged explosively, so dense and powerful that it formed invisible gusts of force that directly crushed Tang San's aura, overwhelmingly imposing!

"Little Ao... truly has Innate Full Soul Power, and he even has a weapon spirit!"

The village chief was utterly stunned. No wonder even Su Yuntao had personally invited Little Ao to join Spirit Hall Academy. Such talent and potential were simply heaven-defying!

Ao Yin stared at Tang San and gave a cold laugh. "Take it? If you say I'm taking it, then I'm taking it."

As he spoke, a pitch-black, engraved staff more than half a body taller than a person slowly materialized in his hand. Ao Yin raised it and pointed the staff at Tang San.

He said casually, "Tang San, don't say I'm not giving you a chance. If you refuse to accept this, then let's fight!"

Tang San was an exceptionally proud person. How could he endure such provocation from a little brat who had barely grown any hair? He immediately flew into a rage.

Article Three of the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record: Once an opponent is confirmed to be an enemy, if they have a reason to die, show no mercy. Otherwise, you will only bring trouble upon yourself.

"Ao Yin, you have chosen the path to death!"

The moment the words left his mouth, a layer of frost had already covered Tang San's hands. This was Mysterious Jade Hand, one of the six supreme arts he cultivated from the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record. With a Black Tiger Seizes the Heart strike, he lunged fiercely at Ao Yin.

At such close range, an ordinary person would have been completely unable to block it. A single blow would have been enough to kill Ao Yin on the spot.

However, just as Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hand came within three inches of Ao Yin's body, it suddenly met an obstruction.

Clang—

A crisp metallic clash rang out!

"How is it so hard?" Tang San's knuckles instantly went numb.

Ao Yin had been prepared. The Coiling Dragon Staff easily blocked the strike as he sneered, "Such a petty trick, and you dare show off before an expert?"

With a backhand swing, he blasted out a Great Mighty Heavenly Dragon, Prajna Barma staff strike.

In the blink of an eye, the Coiling Dragon Staff came crashing down. Yet Tang San paid it no heed and smiled lightly. "The power of a martial spirit? Perfect. Let me properly experience it!"

After coming to Douluo Continent, he had never had a chance to witness the power of martial spirits. Ao Yin had only just awakened his martial spirit and was the perfect whetstone.

Tang San inwardly sneered as he drove the Mysterious Heaven Skill to its limit. Layers of profound ice covered his hands as he used Mysterious Jade Hand to take the staff strike head-on!

Clang—

Boom!

The clang was immediately followed by a thunderous boom! Tang San was smashed straight into a deep crater!

"Cough, cough!"

Tang San coughed up blood and cursed inwardly, I was careless. I didn't dodge!

His hands trembled as he felt a small but startling shock. How could he be this strong? I have Innate Rank Nine Soul Power, and with Mysterious Jade Hand augmenting me, even if he has Innate Full Soul Power, that only makes him Rank Ten. How can he be so domineering?

Ao Yin sneered inwardly. Who said I only have Rank Ten Soul Power? Innate Full Soul Power is merely the testing limit of that crystal ball, not my limit!

The Dark Sacred Dragon is a god-tier martial spirit on par with the Six-Winged Angel. I was born with Rank Twenty Soul Power!

However, Ao Yin had no interest in answering him. Nor did the Coiling Dragon Staff in his hand show any sign of stopping. "Tang San, take another strike from me!"

Bzz—

Another dull whistle tore through the air. Tang San's expression changed slightly. After awakening his martial spirit, his opponent had already undergone a complete transformation, his explosive power far beyond Tang San's imagination. Moreover, Tang San had already been injured due to his earlier carelessness!

Tang San inwardly realized things were bad. He had no strength left to withstand such a powerful attack!

Bang!

The ground where Tang San had just stood shattered like a spiderweb.

"Afterimage?"

Ao Yin narrowed his eyes. All that remained in that spot was Tang San's afterimage, smashed apart by his staff.

"Interesting! Is this the lightness skill from the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track?"

On the other side, Tang San's figure reappeared.

He was drenched in sweat and swallowed hard. "Brother Little Ao..."

"Who's brothers with you, Tang San?"

"You're pretty good at fighting, aren't you? Come again—"

Ao Yin grew more excited the longer they fought. He could not be bothered to listen to Tang San's explanation. Gripping the Coiling Dragon Staff once more, he pressed forward with a relentless barrage. Tang San's face darkened, and he could only use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Tang San fled while Ao Yin gave chase. Wherever Tang San's afterimages passed, a muffled blast followed. Explosions erupted one after another throughout Holy Soul Village's Spirit Hall branch, and before long, the building was already on the verge of collapse!

Inside the hall, Village Chief Jack leaned on his cane, beating his chest in distress.

"Stop fighting! Both of you, stop fighting!"

"Good heavens! If you keep this up, you'll tear down Holy Soul Village's only Spirit Hall branch with your bare hands!"

However, the two had already fought themselves into a frenzy and turned a deaf ear to the village chief's words.

Village Chief Jack's attempts at persuasion proved useless, leaving him frantic. It took two to make a quarrel—both of them were at fault. But little Ao had grown up without parents and had no one to restrain him. He had to hurry and fetch Tang San's drunkard father, make Tang San stop, and put an end to this farce.

As Tang San used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to evade the attacks, he thought, With such dense and powerful attacks, even someone born with full soul power can't possibly keep this up for long. Once his soul power runs dry, I'll pay him back in kind with Tang Sect hidden weapons!

Ao Yin saw through Tang San's thoughts at once, but he did not care in the slightest. "Who's going to run out first is still anyone's guess. With innate level-twenty soul power, and neither of us having soul rings, even if you've cultivated the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record for six years, what are you going to use to beat me, Tang San?"

Second by second, time passed. After the time it took to burn an incense stick—

Tang San was beginning to run out of strength. When he looked back, Ao Yin was still brimming with energy and chasing him without letup. He cursed, "Damn it, we've been fighting this long—how do you still have soul power left?"

"Not much, not much. Enough to beat you!"

Knowing Tang San had been nearly worn down, Ao Yin steadied himself and smiled at him. "Run, then. Why aren't you running anymore?"

As he spoke, golden light flickered from the Coiling Dragon Staff in Ao Yin's hand as it slowly gathered power.

"I... I surrender. I don't want the work-study student spot anymore!"

Tang San's left eye twitched violently, and his scalp went numb. What student spot? Staying alive was what mattered most. He hurriedly conceded defeat.

"Surrender? Too late!"

The charge was complete. The entire Coiling Dragon Staff turned golden. Ao Yin moved, and in the next instant, he appeared behind Tang San and brought the staff down.

Tang San wanted to dodge, but his soul power and the inner power of the Mysterious Heaven Skill had long since been exhausted. He had no strength left to use it.

Bang—

The blow landed squarely on his back!

Pfft!

Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying. His body plowed a trench three zhang long across the ground before he slowly came to a stop beneath a massive pillar of the Spirit Hall branch!

"Tang San, those who commit many injustices bring about their own destruction! You took that strike for what you did to me yesterday!"

"Next, there's still another strike..."

As he spoke, he gripped the Coiling Dragon Staff with both hands. The Dark Sacred Dragon quietly manifested from his left palm and coiled upward.

The previously dim engravings on the Coiling Dragon Staff instantly lit up, as though a black dragon were coiled around it.

Ao Yin's eyes were crimson as he said in a voice too low to hear, "And the next strike is for my previous life..."