Make Tang San, Who Had Already Lost His Mother, Lose His Mother for Good

Tang San's jade-like palm drew ever closer, yet Jiang Li felt no panic at all.

Jiang Li raised his right hand as though he intended to clash head-on with Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hands.

You're courting death! Tang San thought.

Although his Mysterious Jade Hands had not yet reached mastery, they were not something an ordinary Soul Master could casually meet with their bare body.

He had no doubt that if this Mysterious Jade Hands strike landed, Jiang Li would at least suffer a fracture.

Not only did his attack not slow in the slightest, it became thirty percent faster, because Jiang Li had brought this upon himself!

Jiang Li had earned his death!

Yet just as their palms were about to collide, the situation turned out to be far beyond Tang San's expectations.

Jiang Li's hand suddenly became as soft as a spirit snake, winding up Tang San's arm with an inhuman flexibility.

Before Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hands could display their power, Jiang Li had already locked them down.

"Using softness to overcome hardness?"

Tang San was horrified. He had never expected Jiang Li to pull such a move, and hurriedly tried to pull his hand back.

But how could it be that easy? Jiang Li gave him no chance at all.

Using the flexibility granted by his Soft-Boned Rabbit Martial Soul, he forcibly locked down Tang San's other hand as well.

With that, neither Tang San's Mysterious Jade Hands, nor his various Hidden Weapon techniques, nor even the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track footwork beneath his feet could be used anymore.

Tang San's Martial Soul was a tool Martial Soul—the trash Blue Silver Grass that had yet to evolve into the Blue Silver Emperor—while Jiang Li had the enhancement of the beast Martial Soul, the Soft-Boned Rabbit.

Before reaching level 30 Soul Power and obtaining a thousand-year Soul Ring, beast Martial Souls provided far greater boosts to a Soul Master's physical strength than tool Martial Souls.

Besides, Jiang Li was a year older than Tang San and had not suffered from malnutrition since childhood like Tang San had.

His Soul Power level was also higher than Tang San's, and he even possessed an additional four-hundred-year Soul Ring.

With both of Tang San's hands locked down, he simply could not be Jiang Li's match in close combat.

Thus, Jiang Li's victory in this battle could practically be declared in advance.

Jiang Li pinned Tang San's arms down and asked, "Tang San, do you admit defeat?"

Tang San had just opened his mouth when Xiao Wu's crisp voice rang out from nearby. "Tch, that's it? Taken down in one move? That's way too weak, isn't it? Even I could do that!"

At those words, a rush of hot blood shot straight to Tang San's head. His eyes reddened with bloodshot veins, and he gritted his teeth. "Admit defeat? How could I!"

Crack!

Tang San forcibly tore his arms free from Jiang Li's hold, but the price was that both his arms had been fractured and dislocated.

After breaking free of Jiang Li's restraints, Tang San did not immediately set his dislocated arms back in place. Instead, he quickly raised his right hand and forcibly triggered the mechanism hidden within his sleeve.

Whoosh!

A small metal arrow more than three inches long shot out from Tang San's sleeve.

Carrying a soul-chilling glint of cold light, it sped toward Jiang Li.

Xiao Wu and Wang Sheng, who were watching the battle, might have been stunned by the ruthlessness Tang San showed in forcibly escaping despite dislocating both arms, but Jiang Li was not.

He had never underestimated Tang San from the beginning. He knew perfectly well that in his previous life, Tang San had even carved flesh from his own body in advance for violating the Tang Sect's rules in order to steal the Mysterious Heaven Treasure Record.

What did two dislocated arms amount to for someone that ruthless?

Therefore, the moment Tang San fired the Sleeve Arrow hidden in his sleeve, Jiang Li reacted immediately.

Borrowing the power of the Soft-Boned Rabbit Martial Soul, he displayed flexibility far beyond that of an ordinary person and forcibly dodged Tang San's Sleeve Arrow in an incredible manner.

"How is that possible?" Tang San stared at Jiang Li, who had dodged his Hidden Weapon, with disbelief written across his face.

One had to know that even some third-rate experts in his previous life could be caught off guard by the speed of this Sleeve Arrow. Yet Jiang Li was merely a Soul Master not even at level 20, and he had actually evaded it so easily?

Jiang Li shook his head. "There are always people stronger than you, and skies beyond the sky. Nothing is impossible in this world."

The Tang Sect had only been a third-rate background faction in the martial arts world. Hidden Weapons were even more low-class.

Once they lost their concealment, Hidden Weapons were nothing but a joke to others.

If not for the fact that Tang San had a Title Douluo father, Jiang Li would have already gone over and twisted Tang San's neck off for daring to fire a Hidden Weapon at him.

Although Tang Hao treated Tang San as though he had come free with a phone plan, if Jiang Li dared to do that, he had no doubt Tang Hao would hunt him down like a madman.

But that did not mean Jiang Li would let Tang San off so easily.

While he could not simply kill Tang San, he could still crush his spirit.

Just like in the original Douluo Continent story, during the Soul Master tournament after the Shrek Seven Monsters consumed the immortal herbs, Tang San had once been beaten so badly by Shui Bing'er, who possessed the Ice Phoenix Martial Soul, that he began doubting his life.

He had even nearly given up Blue Silver Grass and switched to cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer.

Jiang Li walked to the wall behind him, slowly pulled out the Sleeve Arrow Tang San had fired earlier, and examined it carefully in his hand. Then he said, "Did you make this yourself? It's pretty refined. It counts as a decent toy."

"If you decide not to become a Soul Master in the future, you should do pretty well selling toys instead."

As he spoke, he placed the Sleeve Arrow back into Tang San's hand.

Tang San stared blankly at the Sleeve Arrow Jiang Li had returned to his hand and muttered, "A toy?"

Jiang Li continued, "I've noticed that from the beginning of this fight until now, you haven't summoned your Martial Soul even once."

"May I ask whether you're looking down on me, or looking down on your own Martial Soul? You'd rather use this kind of toy than fight with your Martial Soul?"

"I remember Yu Xiaogang once said something like this: there are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters."

"So, someone like you who doesn't even know to use his Martial Soul in battle—do you have a trash Martial Soul, or are you a trash Soul Master?"

After saying that, Jiang Li no longer paid attention to Tang San's reaction. He called to Xiao Wu in the distance, "Xiao Wu, let's go."

"Oh, coming."

At Jiang Li's words, Xiao Wu skipped over behind him and left together with him.

As for Tang San, who remained rooted in place after losing and doubting his life, she did not even spare him a glance.

After they had left Tang San's field of vision, Jiang Li quietly said to the air beside him, "Xiaoxue, how is it?"

Qian Renxue, a silver-haired girl like a ghost, floated out from behind Jiang Li and patted her chest. "I didn't sense the aura of any Title Douluo nearby. Don't worry."

Although Qian Renxue was currently only in a soul-body state, her former Level-99 Limit Douluo realm was no lie. Even without the slightest combat power now, she could still serve as a radar for powerful experts.

Jiang Li let out a sigh of relief. He had truly been a little afraid that Tang Hao would suddenly shamelessly jump out and bully the young with his seniority.

If that really happened, Jiang Li would have no choice but to hide in the Summoning Space until Tang Hao left.

Tang Hao was currently wanted by Spirit Hall, so he could not possibly remain in one place waiting forever.

Once Tang Hao left, Jiang Li could take the opportunity to go to Holy Soul Village and find a chance to steal Tang San's mother, the Blue Silver Emperor Ah Yin, making Tang San, who had already lost his mother, lose his mother for good.

After all, Jiang Li was not someone willing to suffer a loss.