A Fair Fight? Crushing Tang San!

"I see you're about the same age as me. Since that's the case, do you dare fight me fairly? If you lose, you must apologize to my teacher!"

In Tang San's view, although his Blue Silver Grass martial soul was not very powerful in combat, as long as his enemy carelessly got caught by his Blue Silver Entanglement, then with the Tang Sect's secret techniques he had mastered, victory would already be guaranteed!

With the advantages of the Tang Sect's Mysterious Heaven Skill, Tang San was confident that no one his age in this world could possess a higher soul power rank than him!

At that moment, Tang San's mind was clicking away with calculations, completely unaware that Jiang Xuan knew his background all too well.

If not for the possibility that Tang Hao was secretly watching from the shadows, Jiang Xuan truly would have wanted to go all the way, dig a pit on the spot, and bury this outrageous master-disciple pair.

"A fair fight with me? What kind of joke is that? This old man has no respect for his age and jumped out on his own to get cursed at, fine. But what's wrong with your brain too, as his disciple? You provoked me first, and now you want me to apologize to you? Tsk, tsk, tsk. No wonder you two became master and disciple. Looking at it now, you really are a match made in heaven!"

The moment those words came out, Tang San's face turned the color of pig liver.

Although Tang San felt that Jiang Xuan's words did make some sense, setting aside the facts, was Jiang Xuan completely without fault?

After taking two deep breaths and barely calming himself, Tang San began to provoke him.

"All this talk is nothing more than an excuse for your cowardice! If you don't dare fight, just say so. I have no interest in bullying a coward!"

Jiang Xuan, who had expected this long ago, remained calm.

"Provocation won't work on me. If you really want to fight me, the stakes should at least be fair. You only said that if I lose, I must apologize to you. But if you lose to me, what then?"

Tang San froze for a moment.

Blinded by anger just now, he genuinely had not considered the possibility that he might lose.

But before he could decide what to say, Yu Xiaogang spoke from the side.

"If the disciple I raised loses to you, then it proves that this old man failed to teach him well. Since this matter began because of me, then I will personally apologize to you when the time comes. How about it?"

Hearing this, Tang San immediately grew anxious.

"Teacher, what have you done wrong? What right does that brat have to make you apologize?"

Seeing Tang San's concern for him, warmth filled Yu Xiaogang's heart. He immediately patted Tang San's shoulder affectionately.

"Little San, I understand how you feel, but I have made up my mind. Say no more. If you don't want your teacher to apologize to that brat, then give it your all and win this fight. Don't disgrace me!"

Jiang Xuan understood.

Well, well. So they were giving Tang San a buff.

But it did not matter. With the Eight Trigrams Furnace martial soul, let alone Blue Silver Entanglement, even if this little bastard pulled out a hammer, Jiang Xuan would have nothing to fear.

"Fine. Remember what you said. When your disciple loses later, don't even think about going back on your word!"

Yu Xiaogang immediately sighed in relief.

Like Tang San, he had never considered the possibility that their side could lose. The only thing he feared was Jiang Xuan refusing to fight.

"Arrogant brat! Let me tell you this: my disciple is nine years old this year, yet his soul power has already reached level 22. How old are you?"

"I'm also nine. What, do you think having two more levels of soul power than me means you're guaranteed to win?"

As soon as he spoke, Jiang Xuan willed it into being and summoned a miniature Eight Trigrams Furnace martial soul into his palm.

At the sight of this, Yu Xiaogang narrowed his eyes.

He considered himself a master of martial soul theory, yet he could not identify the origins of this cauldron martial soul.

"Teacher, what kind of martial soul is that?"

Hearing Tang San's question, Yu Xiaogang thought for a moment. To preserve his image before his disciple, he forced himself to answer.

"It's just an ordinary cauldron. Nothing worth paying attention to."

In Tang San's heart, Yu Xiaogang's words carried absolute authority. Thus, he immediately summoned his own Blue Silver Grass martial soul and revealed his soul ring.

"Just as Teacher said! There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters! We are the same age, yet even though my martial soul is the most ordinary Blue Silver Grass, my soul power rank is still higher than yours. That alone proves the gap between us!"

Tang San's purpose in saying this was mainly to disrupt Jiang Xuan's state of mind. If one could not remain focused during battle, the odds of winning would inevitably plummet.

But Jiang Xuan, who understood this perfectly well, would not fall for it.

"There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters... Did your teacher say that?"

"So what if he did?" Tang San's tone was full of pride.

"Then how old is your teacher this year, and what is his soul power rank?"

Tang San did not think much of the question and answered instinctively.

"Forty-eight years old, level 29 soul power. Why?"

"Pfft!"

"What are you laughing at?"

"Hahahaha! 'There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters.' With one sentence, he insulted himself twice. Your teacher really is quite the talent!"

When those words were spoken, Chen Xin, standing behind Jiang Xuan, nearly failed to hold back his laughter. He secretly wondered where this boy had learned such a sharp tongue.

Yu Xiaogang clenched his fists, his eyes bloodshot as he panted heavily.

And when Tang San heard his teacher being humiliated once again, the anger in his heart could no longer be contained.

However, just as he was about to say something harsh and end the fight quickly with all his strength to regain face for Yu Xiaogang, Jiang Xuan suddenly moved.

This was precisely the moment he had been waiting for—when Tang San's mentality cracked!

At first, Tang San truly did not react. But when he saw that Jiang Xuan was rapidly approaching him, he laughed in anger.

Daring to approach a control-type soul master? Was he afraid his control skills were not accurate enough?

With that thought in mind, Tang San neither dodged nor retreated. He secretly gathered soul power, preparing to lock Jiang Xuan down the moment he got close enough, then let him experience what true despair felt like.

Yet when Jiang Xuan came within five meters of him, his pace suddenly slowed.

Before Tang San could figure out what was happening, Jiang Xuan leaped roughly three meters into the air. As his first soul ring flashed, the miniature cauldron in his palm expanded in the blink of an eye into a massive furnace over three meters in length, width, and height.

After enlarging the Eight Trigrams Furnace, Jiang Xuan did not hesitate. He hurled it directly at Tang San.

At such a distance, even if Tang San used the Tang Sect's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step, he would not be able to escape the Eight Trigrams Furnace's range of impact.

And once he was struck by Jiang Xuan's enlarged Eight Trigrams Furnace...

Tang San snapped back to his senses and raised both hands. After sharply drawing in a breath, he hurriedly used his first soul skill, Blue Silver Entanglement, in an attempt to hold back the massive furnace for a moment and buy himself time to dodge.

The idea was good, but reality was cruel.

Under Yu Xiaogang's shocked gaze, the Blue Silver vines Tang San summoned could not delay it for even half a second. They were crushed by the massive furnace's unstoppable force, and Tang San, unable to dodge in time, was pinned beneath it as well, completely unable to struggle.