"Two clumps of grass dared act up in front of me?"
"First Soul Skill! Humility · Ruyi Jingu!"
Wang Tianyi pinched his right ear with one hand, and a tiny embroidery needle appeared at his fingertips. With a flick of his wrist, the needle grew in the wind. In the blink of an eye, it had become as thick as the mouth of a bowl. The crimson staff bore the five large seal-script characters, "Ruyi Jingu Bang," while golden hoops bound both ends and scale patterns were carved into its tip. Never mind the power of the Soul Skill itself—its appearance alone far surpassed Tang San's Blue Silver Entanglement!
"Gasp! A clash between two Hundred-Year Soul Skills—this has never happened in Notting Academy's history!"
"Such geniuses actually attend the same academy as us?"
"That blue-haired kid has some skill, but unfortunately, Brother Tianyi is definitely much stronger than him!"
Notting Junior Soul Master Academy had produced quite a few Soul Masters, but throughout the academy's history, those who possessed a Hundred-Year first ring were few enough to count on one hand. Even the academy's teachers all had ten-year first Soul Rings. Of course, Yu Xiaogang was an exception.
Anyone with eyes could see that Wang Tianyi and Tang San exuded completely different auras, yet Yu Xiaogang seemed extremely confident. He still wore that arrogant expression. After all, his disciple Tang San had absorbed a Datura Snake Soul Ring under the guidance of himself, a great theorist. So what if Wang Tianyi was talented? With Soul Rings obtained by following the conventional path, how much could he possibly achieve in the future?
Under everyone's watchful gaze, the Blue Silver Grass collided with the Golden Cudgel. Tang San sneered inwardly. He had encountered this kind of staff weapon far too many times. Those who wielded staffs relied on momentum, and the opening overhead strike was among their most important attacks. Once the first blow was blocked, the attacks that followed would struggle to display their proper force.
As long as his Blue Silver Grass could stop Wang Tianyi's staff, the outcome of this match would be clear.
But...
The golden monkey rose, wielding a staff of immense might; none could bar its path through heaven and earth!
One strike shattered the Blue Silver Soul—I'm a scholar, big brother!
The Blue Silver Grass was like a dragon, yet before the 13,500-pound Golden Cudgel, it instantly became fragments! Grass was still grass. Even strengthened by a Soul Ring, it was still grass!
"Is this all the confidence you had?"
Wang Tianyi looked coldly at Tang San. The latter was suffering from the damage to his Martial Soul, and he stared in utter shock as Wang Tianyi advanced toward him step by step. He tried to use the Blue Silver Grass again to block Wang Tianyi's path, but his struggle was as laughable as Yu Xiaogang's theories!
The Golden Cudgel rapidly shrank in Wang Tianyi's hand until it became a short staff the length of an adult's arm and as thick as a child's wrist.
"You're pretty damn arrogant!"
The first strike hit the legs, to prevent escape!
"You got one Soul Ring and already dared act so recklessly. If you break through to Soul Grandmaster one day, won't you dare shit right on my head?"
The second strike hit the mouth, to prevent excuses!
The Golden Cudgel in Wang Tianyi's hand came crashing down upon Tang San like a storm. His face was filled with fury, as though some supreme being had been offended by an ant. Yet Wang Tianyi still retained a trace of reason. He could not beat Tang San to death here. Although swinging a staff against someone felt incredibly satisfying and inexplicably awakened the violent urges in his heart, Wang Tianyi still kept the Golden Cudgel's weight at the level of an ordinary wooden stick. After this beating, he would probably crush Tang San's spirit completely. At the very least, Tang San would never dare challenge him again while they remained at Notting Academy.
"Stop! Wang Tianyi, what are you doing? Are you trying to kill someone?"
Yu Xiaogang was both shocked and furious. He was shocked that his disciple Tang San had truly lost to Wang Tianyi, and furious because if anything happened to Tang San, he would have no way to answer to the Clear Sky Douluo when he came looking for him someday!
But Wang Tianyi paid Yu Xiaogang no heed. The savage emotions unique to Six Ears had begun to erode his mind. The Golden Cudgel in his hand swung faster and faster, even leaving afterimages in the air. Every strike that landed brought up two droplets of blood. The working students watching wore faces full of terror, while the expressions of the paying students gradually changed from excitement to fear. At their age, how far could a fight possibly go? A bloody nose was usually the limit. But judging by Wang Tianyi's posture today, he was clearly beating someone to death!
Could someone really die?
Tang San shielded his head with both hands. The pain in his body could not compare to the agony in his heart. Wang Tianyi had displayed tremendous strength and beaten him until he could not fight back at all, yet this bastard dared humiliate him so publicly!
Tang San could already imagine the mocking expressions on the faces of those watching. They would laugh at him for overestimating himself. They would laugh that a toad could never turn its life around. How could Tang San accept that? He had transmigrated here; the soul in his body was not that of a six-year-old child. Moreover, he had suffered too many cold stares in his previous life, which had made him care excessively about his pride. Tang San's self-esteem was absurdly strong, and in his heart, he had already branded Wang Tianyi with "a crime deserving death" countless times! Yet as strike after strike landed on him, Tang San's consciousness began to blur. He wanted to use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to flee. He wanted to fight back with hidden weapons. But whenever he made the slightest movement, Wang Tianyi's staff would mercilessly interrupt it!
Could he really die here?
Fortunately, Yu Xiaogang did not continue watching. Seeing that Wang Tianyi was unwilling to give him, a great master, any face, Yu Xiaogang's heart filled with rage. He summoned his Luo Sanpao, and two Soul Rings beneath his feet pulsed. The crowd immediately moved away from the master. No matter how much they looked down on Yu Xiaogang, he was still a level 29 Soul Grandmaster with two Hundred-Year Soul Rings, far stronger than they were. Besides, though the master's Martial Soul was rather strange, it still possessed two Hundred-Year Soul Skills. Its combat strength definitely was not weak!
Because of the defects in his Martial Soul, Yu Xiaogang had rarely displayed it at Notting Academy. This was the first time many people had seen what Yu Xiaogang's Martial Soul looked like. Seeing that entirely purple pig with its foolish face, everyone fought hard not to laugh, their faces twisted in pain.
"First Soul Skill! A fart like thunder, Luo Sanpao shatters heaven and earth!"
Wang Tianyi was genuinely terrified!
He instantly stopped what he was doing and stared in utter refusal at the enormous purple pig. Under Wang Tianyi's gaze, Luo Sanpao had already turned around. Its enormous rear faced him, its sphincter opened slightly, and its belly swelled like a balloon. Clearly, it was about to unleash a biological weapon of astonishing power.
How could the proud Great Sage and the unruly Six Ears possibly allow themselves to be struck by such a disgusting attack?
What was he supposed to do now? Even if he rushed forward and forcibly interrupted Yu Xiaogang's Soul Skill, the thought of his Golden Cudgel hitting that pig was unacceptable to Wang Tianyi.
Then...
He saw Tang San twitching faintly on the ground.
There was no more time to hesitate! Wang Tianyi could practically smell the stench already. He stared viciously at Luo Sanpao in the distance, then raised his right leg and kicked Tang San in the ass.
The badly injured Tang San only felt a sudden sensation of weightlessness. Then, his head was wrapped in something warm and moist...
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