Tang San's Underlying Code, Defeating Tang San Again

Tang San had sparred with Xiao Wu before and knew her Soft Skill very well.

Even he had once lost to Xiao Wu after a single careless mistake.

Now that Xiao Wu had absorbed her first soul ring and possessed such terrifying explosive power, her Soft Skill would inevitably be even more formidable.

If Qi Dao took a solid hit from Xiao Wu, then even if his level was higher, he definitely would not have an easy time of it.

Tang San watched even more carefully.

Xiao Wu charged forward again, leaping high into the air and sweeping out with a kick.

Qi Dao did not even blink. With a backhand swing, he precisely struck Xiao Wu's Achilles tendon with his sword, instantly numbing her entire body and draining away her momentum.

Qi Dao then seized the opportunity and swung his sword.

The scabbard smashed fiercely into Xiao Wu's chest, and a surging force instantly burst forth from within it.

Although Xiao Wu was a beast martial soul master, Qi Dao's body had undergone years of training and had been strengthened by whale glue. He was only stronger than Xiao Wu.

Moreover, Qi Dao's level was a full seven levels higher than Xiao Wu's.

How could she possibly block this strike?

At the moment of impact, Xiao Wu's petite body was sent flying five or six meters away.

"Xiao Wu!"

Tang San's expression changed as he ran out from the crowd.

"Cough, cough~"

Xiao Wu coughed twice and climbed up from the ground, covered in dust, pain written across her little face.

But when she saw Tang San approaching, a flicker of surprise crossed her face.

"Eh, Little San, you're back!"

Concern filled Tang San's eyes as he asked in a low voice, "Xiao Wu, are you alright?"

Xiao Wu rubbed the spot where Qi Dao had struck her, baring her teeth as she sucked in a breath of cold air.

"How could I be alright? It hurts so much I could die."

"I didn't expect that arrogant jerk to actually have some skill. No wonder everyone else in the academy recognizes him as their boss!"

On the other side, seeing Tang San step forward, Qi Dao had no intention of staying any longer and immediately rehung his sword at his waist.

He swept his gaze around and said flatly, "Alright, you've all seen enough, haven't you?"

"Why aren't you leaving?"

As soon as he spoke, the watching students scattered.

Qi Dao also looked toward Xiao Chenyu and the others.

"Let's go too!"

"Alright!"

However, just as he turned around—

A voice rang out calmly.

"You injured someone, and you think you can just leave like that?"

Qi Dao stopped, his brows knitting slightly.

Had he triggered Tang San's underlying code?

But Tang San had only known Xiao Wu for a few days. Was he already getting possessive over her?

He turned around and said flatly, "Junior, are you joking with me?"

From the crowd, Wang Sheng stepped forward as well and said gravely, "Tang San, injuries are unavoidable when soul masters spar, especially since Xiao Wu was the one who challenged Boss first."

"Boss didn't even draw his sword. He was already showing mercy."

"You should hurry up and take Xiao Wu to the infirmary. Stop making trouble for no reason."

At those words, Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed slightly. She tugged at Tang San and said, "Little San, forget it. We'll come back and win back our pride another time."

Tang San shook his head.

He and Xiao Wu had come to know each other through a fight, and they even slept in the same bed. This caused the traditionally minded Tang San to develop a somewhat different feeling toward Xiao Wu.

That was why, when he saw Xiao Wu injured by Qi Dao, he could not help but feel a trace of anger.

However, he did not reveal his emotions. Instead, he smiled and said, "I can't just stand by and do nothing while I watch a friend get hurt."

After saying that, he looked at Qi Dao, a sharp glint flashing through his eyes.

"Since Xiao Wu can challenge you, then I can challenge you too, right?"

Qi Dao gave Tang San a serious look, then asked in return.

"You're challenging me over that? Is your brain not fully developed?"

Tang San's expression stiffened, but the instincts of an assassin from his previous life immediately allowed him to regain his composure.

He said coolly, "Are you too scared to accept the challenge? Or are you afraid?"

Qi Dao shook his head.

Tang San thought Qi Dao intended to refuse and was about to continue provoking him with words when he saw the latter suddenly smile in relief.

"Things have already come to this. What reason do I have to refuse?"

"Since you want to fight, I'll naturally oblige you at any time!"

"However..."

A flash of snowy white light streaked past!

Qi Dao spun his sword in a flourish and casually slashed the Peerless Sword downward at an angle!

"From here on, I won't be holding back anymore!"

He disliked trouble, but that did not mean he feared it!

Tang San had already come right at him—was he supposed to avoid his edge?

Nearby, Xiao Chenyu and the others' pupils contracted slightly when they saw Qi Dao draw his sword.

"Looks like Boss is really angry this time!"

Xiao Chenyu nudged Wang Sheng.

"What kind of weird roommates do you have?"

Wang Sheng sighed. "His teacher is Grandmaster!"

Xiao Chenyu and the others were startled.

"He's that freeloader Grandmaster's disciple?"

"Could he have come to challenge Boss on purpose just to cause him trouble?"

After all, they still remembered what had happened back then.

Yu Xiaogang had wanted to take Qi Dao as a registered disciple, only to be rejected by Qi Dao and publicly humiliated.

They had not expected that, after several years, he had actually managed to take in a disciple with innate full soul power.

On the other side, Tang San's pupils contracted.

"He actually drew his sword!"

This was going to be troublesome.

However...

Tang San took a deep breath.

His teacher had said that in a one-on-one duel, as long as the gap in strength was not too great, control-type Soul Masters were basically invincible.

Once an opponent was controlled by a control-type Soul Master, it was difficult for them to break free.

And his first soul skill, Blue Silver Entanglement, allowed him to control Blue Silver Grass within a fifty-meter radius, making it sprout suddenly from any direction to bind his enemy and render them unable to move.

It also came with a paralysis effect.

Once an ordinary Soul Master was restrained, they could only be slaughtered at his mercy.

That was why Tang San had the confidence to challenge Qi Dao.

Did they really think he had been provoking him mindlessly?

Of course, Tang San's greatest confidence came from the Tang Sect secret arts he had inherited from his previous life.

He had even managed to kill a four-hundred-year Datura Snake. What was a mere Qi Dao?

Tang San believed that if he and Qi Dao fought to the death, the only one who would die would be Qi Dao.

Qi Dao's expression remained as still as an ancient well as he looked calmly at Tang San.

"Challenger, have you..."

"Finished preparing?"

Tang San understood the rules of battle between Soul Masters better than Xiao Wu did, and immediately raised his hand.

"Tang San, martial soul Blue Silver Grass, one-ring weapon Soul Master!"

As soon as he spoke, a stalk of Blue Silver Grass grew from his palm.

Beneath his feet—

A yellow soul ring quietly rose.

Xiao Chenyu and the others were slightly startled at the sight.

"Tang San's first soul ring is also a hundred-year soul ring? Are work-study students all this monstrous now?"

Qi Dao swept his gaze over him and said calmly, "Qi Dao, martial soul Peerless Sword, one-ring weapon Soul Master!"

The moment he finished speaking, Tang San could no longer wait to make his move.

Facing such a powerful opponent as Qi Dao, he did not dare underestimate him in the slightest.

Tang San's first soul ring suddenly lit up.

First soul skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!

A flash of purple light passed through Tang San's eyes. Then, under his control, Blue Silver Grass suddenly sprouted from beneath Qi Dao's feet.

More than ten strands of Blue Silver Grass grew wildly like vines.

Yet the instant they broke through the ground, Qi Dao sprang backward, and a streak of snowy-white sword light flashed.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The dozen-plus Blue Silver Grass vines were instantly sliced into pieces by the sword light.

Before Tang San could react, a figure had already darted out like the wind.

Tang San pushed his Purple Demon Eye to its limit. The moment Qi Dao dashed forward, he stepped on Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and retreated.

At the same time, he reached for Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges at his waist.

Stones stored within Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges shot out one after another under his masterful technique, but before they could strike Qi Dao, they were shattered by the sword light.

And Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track simply could not widen the distance between them.

Qi Dao's eyes were too sharp!

A hint of horror appeared on Tang San's face.

But in the blink of an eye, Qi Dao had arrived before him and swung his sword twice.

The two strikes passed across Tang San's wrists before the sword returned to its sheath.

Qi Dao stopped and gave Tang San an indifferent glance.

"You lost!"

Tang San lowered his head in stunned disbelief. Two bloody marks had appeared on his wrists.

Cold sweat immediately seeped from his forehead.

If Qi Dao had used even a little more force, he could have severed both of Tang San's wrist tendons!

He... had truly lost!