See Clearly? This Thunder That Pierced Through Troubled Times!

Unlike the nine levels of the Mysterious Heaven Skill, the Purple Demon Eyes had only four stages: Panorama, Subtlety, Atom, and Vastness.

The requirement for an inner disciple of the Tang Sect was to reach Subtlety, which was already sufficient for using hidden weapons.

Because Tang San had begun cultivating early and had borrowed the innate qi that had not fully dispersed after his birth, he had already gained a trace of Subtlety at merely six years old.

But he also knew that nearly every inner disciple of the Tang Sect could reach the Subtlety realm with the Purple Demon Eyes. Yet not a single one, including the Tang Sect Master, had entered the next realm of the Purple Demon Eyes.

After reaching Subtlety, the Purple Demon Eyes became extremely slow to cultivate. And absorbing Purple Qi from the East every day without interruption could not be explained by mere perseverance.

Therefore, after entering the Subtlety realm, few Tang Sect disciples continued cultivating it.

Legend had it that an elder of the Tang Sect once reached the Atom realm with his Purple Demon Eyes, but he had achieved nothing particularly remarkable. He could merely see more clearly than those at the Subtlety realm, and that elder had cultivated the Purple Demon Eyes for over thirty years.

But in Tang San's eyes, his Purple Demon Eyes were already enough to defeat Yang Ming!

The Mysterious Heaven Skill's inner force surged forth and suddenly flowed into the leaf. The soft leaf instantly became straight and rigid under the effects of the inner force. Tang San lightly flicked his right index and middle fingers, using the method of hidden weapons. The leaf spun out and shot through the air as though slicing it apart.

It had to be said that Tang San's Hundred Explanations of Hidden Weapons was beautifully executed. Force and power followed his will, truly reaching the point where even plucked leaves and flying petals could kill.

Facing the incoming hidden weapon, Yang Ming did not dare let down his guard in the slightest. A glimmer of red shone in his pupils as three tomoe slowly rotated within them.

In an instant, everything around him seemed to slow considerably. Even the leaf, whose trajectory had originally been difficult to discern, became perfectly clear to Yang Ming.

Yang Ming tilted his head. By a hair's breadth, the leaf narrowly flew past his cheek. The piercing wind it carried swept over him, striking his face with an icy chill.

"What?!"

"Yang Ming actually dodged it?"

Tang San was utterly astonished. In his view, that hidden weapon should have been a sure hit. How could it have failed?

Yet the facts were before him, forcing Tang San to grudgingly admit that Yang Ming had not only dodged it, but had done so with ease—and looked incredibly cool doing it!

Yang Ming pulled out a spearhead from his pocket, broke off a branch, and tore a strip of cloth from his clothes to secure the spearhead in place. After a round of tinkering, Yang Ming spun his makeshift spear and smiled.

"Third Brother, it is discourteous not to return the favor. Let me show you your big brother's true strength."

Ruthless Charge!

Under Tang San's grave gaze, Yang Ming planted his strange spear against the ground. Like a pole-vaulter, he leaped into the air as lightly as a swallow, tracing a graceful arc through the sky as his spear descended with the force of thunder!

I can't take this head-on!

Tang San had barely retreated when Yang Ming followed close behind. The instant Yang Ming crashed onto the ground, a wave of air erupted around him. The moment it struck Tang San, his expression changed dramatically!

Because Tang San could clearly feel a strange power acting upon him, forcing both his feet off the ground and sending his whole body flying into the air.

This was the effect of Han Xin's unique skill, Ruthless Charge, from Honor of Kings. While the charge dealt physical damage to targets within range, it could also knock them into the air!

With no foothold in midair, he could not dodge effectively. He was essentially a moving target.

But Tang San was Tang San. He could think of what others could not and accomplish what others could not.

The moment he was sent airborne, Tang San knew he was in trouble. He decisively took off his outer robe and tore it into several pieces. The Mysterious Heaven Skill's inner force surged up, and he poured it into them without hesitation. The shredded cloth instantly hardened and straightened,

and he shot them at the oncoming Yang Ming like hidden weapons! The cloth scattered like celestial maidens strewing flowers, blocking Yang Ming's vision and forcing him to abandon his attack. Instead, he spun his spear and knocked down the cloth rushing toward him.

Yang Ming and Tang San landed at the same time. They exchanged a glance, and each could see the blazing fighting spirit in the other's eyes.

A worthy general had met a worthy opponent; two masters had met on the chessboard!

Yang Ming angled his spear toward the ground. Having fought the original novel's protagonist, Tang San, to a standstill, a surge of heroic spirit rose within him. Suddenly, a line from one of Bai Juyi's ancient poems came to mind:

"Like a silver bottle shattering, water burst forth; like iron cavalry charging out, blades and spears rang."

Gripping his spear tightly, Yang Ming's eyes burst with a terrifying gleam. He stepped with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, threw back his head, and let out a long roar.

"Third Brother, see clearly? This thunder pierced through troubled times!"

As Yang Ming charged forward at high speed, the system's voice rang beside his ear:

"Ding!"

"Congratulations, Host. You have spoken Zhao Yun's classic line from Honor of Kings. You have received one lottery draw. Would you like to activate the lottery wheel?"

Yang Ming was currently short on skills, so he chose "Yes" without hesitation!

A virtual wheel appeared in Yang Ming's field of vision.

Zhao Yun had four skills: one passive skill, [Dragon's Roar], and three active skills: [Skyward Dragon], [Cloud-Piercing Dragon], and [Thunderous Dragon].

He also had six skins: Royal Commander, Flame Shadow Ninja, Future Era, Hip-Hop King, BMW, and White Butler.

The wheel spun from slow to fast, then from fast to slow. At last, the pointer stopped on a skill slot.

Cloud-Piercing Dragon: Rapidly thrust the spear forward, dealing heavy damage to targets in front. Each strike dealt physical damage and paralyzed the enemy. (No mana cost.)

In the game, each strike originally restored health after dealing damage. But reality was not a game, so there were bound to be slight changes.

Since both Zhao Yun and Han Xin used spears, the system did not impart much information this time.

Yang Ming was overjoyed. Seeing that Tang San was about to use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track again to evade his attack, he unleashed Cloud-Piercing Dragon without hesitation!

One thrust, two thrusts, three thrusts!

In a single second, Yang Ming thrust his spear three times in succession. The overlapping spearpoints sealed off every avenue of Tang San's escape. Each light strike against Tang San's body was blocked by his Mysterious Jade Hand, but blue lightning flowed along the spear shaft and through its tip, numbing Tang San's body and leaving him standing stiffly in place.

Yang Ming was limited by his young body. Otherwise, he would have managed more than three thrusts in a second. Still, he had already done quite well.

Seeing Tang San unable to move due to the numbness in his body, Yang Ming pointed his spear at Tang San's throat and smiled.

"Third Brother, I concede."

Lowering his spear, Yang Ming walked back toward the village with the rising sun behind him.

Tang San touched his throat. He could still feel the sharpness of the spearpoint. Watching Yang Ming's receding figure beneath the faint sunlight, Tang San felt as though he had witnessed a legend about to rise upon this continent.