Tang San Gets Thrashed

Tang San's unfinished words caught in his throat.

"Fine," Tang San answered in a deep voice.

He decided that today, he would make Ao Tian taste the pain of defeat and force him to lower that proud head of his.

"You make the first move," Tang San said calmly as he looked at Ao Tian.

When he had fought Xiao Wu earlier, he had never encountered such strange Soft Skills before, so he had been caught off guard and suffered a major loss.

If they fought again, he was confident he could defeat Xiao Wu.

But when facing Ao Tian, Tang San felt no pressure at all.

If he could not even defeat a six-year-old child, then he would have lived two lives for nothing and disgraced himself as a Tang Sect disciple.

Ao Tian did not waste words. In just a few steps, he arrived before Tang San and threw a straight punch at his face.

He had not used the earth-shaking energy within him, and he had already suppressed his physical strength and speed to the lowest level. Even so, the force he displayed was still far greater than that of children his age.

His body was even harder than the toughest metal in the world. He controlled his strength as carefully as possible; he did not want to blow Tang San apart with a single punch.

The corners of Tang San's mouth lifted slightly. He had never feared anyone in a contest of strength.

Though he was thin and small, over the past three months, he had swung the Forging Hammer more than a thousand times every day. His strength had long since become astonishing.

For that reason, when facing Ao Tian's punch, he did not use any other technique. He threw a punch of his own to meet Ao Tian's fist.

He believed that only by defeating Ao Tian with the same method could he deliver the heaviest blow to Ao Tian's pride.

The other boys watching all clenched their fists unconsciously, eagerly hoping that Tang San would defeat Ao Tian with one punch.

Ao Tian was absurdly handsome, while Tang San looked ordinary. Influenced by that alone, they hesitated no longer and sided with Tang San, who looked as ordinary as they did.

Xiao Wu stared intently at Tang San and Ao Tian with her big eyes, feeling somewhat worried that the friend she had just met would be hurt.

Filled with confidence, Tang San's fist collided with Ao Tian's.

With a bang, the faint smile on Tang San's face froze, and his entire body flew backward.

Ao Tian, meanwhile, remained in his punching stance. His body did not even tremble, like an enormous mountain.

"This..." Everyone, Xiao Wu included, was stunned.

Wang Sheng, the oldest among them, unconsciously opened his mouth wide. No one knew Tang San's strength better than he did.

When he had fought Tang San earlier, he had used his Martial Soul. Yet even with the strength of the War Tiger, he had still lost to Tang San in pure strength.

And now, Tang San had been sent flying by Ao Tian's single punch... Wang Sheng did not dare imagine what would happen if he faced that punch himself...

So he isn't just handsome—he's this strong too. I worried for nothing, Xiao Wu thought.

Of everyone present, Tang San was the most shocked.

As he flew backward, his mind went blank, and his entire arm nearly lost all feeling.

With another bang, Tang San crashed onto a bed, finally snapping him out of it.

He immediately steadied himself and sat on the bed, staring in shock at Ao Tian, who stood there as calm as ever.

At the instant his fist had collided with Ao Tian's, he had felt Ao Tian's terrifying power. It was simply not something a six-year-old child could possess.

Even an adult man might not possess such tremendous strength.

And that punch of his had felt as though it had struck the hardest refined iron. The hardness of Ao Tian's fist had far exceeded his imagination.

He finally understood that Ao Tian's pride truly had something to back it up.

The numbness in his right arm forced Tang San to circulate the Mysterious Heaven Skill with all his strength. Only then did feeling gradually return.

"Well? Are we still fighting?" Ao Tian asked with a smile.

Tang San's face flushed with embarrassment. Just moments ago, he had loudly claimed he would teach Ao Tian a lesson.

Yet he had been sent flying after just one move. In terms of strength, he had been completely defeated by Ao Tian.

He climbed down from the bed and said, "You only have a slight advantage in strength. A battle cannot be won through strength alone."

Ao Tian nodded. "You're right. A battle cannot rely on strength alone. So, are you planning to defeat me with technique?"

Tang San shook his arm and said, "That was only a warm-up. The battle has just begun."

Even though he had been at a disadvantage in the first exchange, Tang San was still brimming with confidence.

He had lived for more than twenty years in his Previous Life, and he had been part of a top-tier sect like the Tang Sect. Naturally, his combat skills were beyond anything a six-year-old child could compare to.

No matter how great Ao Tian's strength was, Tang San saw it as nothing more than brute force. It was not as if he had never faced such opponents in his Previous Life.

"Make your move. I don't have that much time to play with you," Ao Tian said blandly.

Tang San stopped wasting words. His feet moved in strange steps, advancing not in a straight line but in a way that was impossible to predict.

This was his unique movement technique, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track did not excel at accelerating in a straight line, but it was bizarre and endlessly variable. It was highly suited for close combat, making it impossible for opponents to guard against.

In the blink of an eye, Tang San had already closed in on Ao Tian.

He did not attack from the front. Instead, he began circling around Ao Tian.

"Tang San is so fast. Even I can't tell when or from where he'll attack," Wang Sheng exclaimed.

He finally understood that Tang San had hidden so much of his strength when fighting him.

"Then why doesn't Ao Tian attack first?" someone else asked.

"You're overthinking it," Wang Sheng said. "Ao Tian doesn't even know where Tang San will attack from. How could he possibly hit Tang San?"

The moment Wang Sheng finished speaking, everyone heard a bang, followed by a figure flying backward.

In the middle of the battlefield, Ao Tian was still holding his punching stance, while Tang San had already crashed into a bed.

Ao Tian's strike had landed on his chest. A dull pain spread through it as he coughed violently without stopping.

His face was filled with confusion. He could not understand how Ao Tian had caught his movement trajectory.

After coughing for a moment, Tang San finally caught his breath. He pushed off with both hands, leapt up, and charged at Ao Tian again.

His hands had already turned the color of white jade—the Tang Sect's ultimate technique, Mysterious Jade Hand.

Once Mysterious Jade Hand was used, Tang San's hands would become impervious to water and fire, with a hardness comparable to gold and iron.

Tang San's expression was graver than ever. Having been sent flying twice by Ao Tian, he could no longer maintain his dignity.

The inner power of the Mysterious Heaven Skill began circulating secretly within him as he went all out.

This time, he would knock Ao Tian to the ground.

With the support of the Mysterious Heaven Skill's inner power, Tang San's speed increased dramatically. His entire body nearly turned into an afterimage.

"So fast!" someone cried out.

Xiao Wu's expression grew serious. With Tang San's current speed and bizarre movement technique, even she was no longer confident that she could strike him.

"Tang San, is this all the strength you have?" Ao Tian's voice rang out.

Tang San said nothing. When he reached Ao Tian's back once more, all his inner power and physical strength gathered in his right hand as he struck Ao Tian's shoulder with his palm.

His mind was intensely focused, guarding against Ao Tian's attack.

Tang San's palm landed on Ao Tian's shoulder with a dull thud, but Ao Tian's body did not move at all.

This was the first time Tang San had struck Ao Tian's body, and it had been a full-power blow. Yet it had failed to budge Ao Tian in the slightest.

Tang San was horrified. His feet shifted as he tried to retreat, but it was already too late.

The hand he had placed on Ao Tian's shoulder had been seized by Ao Tian. Ao Tian yanked hard, and a massive force surged through him, dragging his body forward.

Before everyone's eyes, Ao Tian threw Tang San over his shoulder and slammed him onto the ground.

Although the Mysterious Heaven Skill protected his body, Tang San felt as if every bone in his body was about to fall apart.