Tang San Seeks a Beating

As Tang San activated his first soul skill, more than ten Blue Silver Grass vines suddenly sprang up beneath Bai Ye's feet and wrapped around his entire body.

"Entanglement?"

Despite the unexpected turn of events, Tang San's first soul skill had not changed. It still turned Blue Silver Grass's instinctive ability to bind into a soul skill.

"You've lost, Bai Ye!"

Tang San looked at Bai Ye, who kept struggling but could not break free, excitement flashing in his eyes.

He stepped closer to Bai Ye one step at a time.

But suddenly, his eyelids twitched, and he stopped.

Under Bai Ye's frantic struggle, the Blue Silver Grass showed signs of being stretched apart!

Just as he considered whether to use poison, Bai Ye stopped struggling.

It was as though he had given up resisting.

"What is this?" Bai Ye's expression changed drastically.

Tang San immediately relaxed, then revealed a smug smile and continued approaching.

Blue Silver Grass was weak, but after being strengthened by a Hundred-Year Soul Ring, it became extremely tough.

Just as he had expected, Bai Ye, an auxiliary Soul Master, had no way to break free.

"You're right not to struggle." Reaching Bai Ye's side, Tang San lectured Bai Ye, the loser, like a victor.

"My first Soul Ring is a Datura Snake. While making Blue Silver Grass tougher, it also gave it some venom."

Seeing Bai Ye's expression grow even more panicked, Tang San spoke with greater enthusiasm.

"You should be thankful I didn't use poison directly. Once I use it, I won't give you an antidote."

"Indeed." Bai Ye's panicked expression instantly vanished, replaced by a wide grin.

Tang San immediately sensed danger and was about to retreat while releasing his poison.

But a moment before he could act, Bai Ye activated his first soul skill, granting himself Honor Blessing. All his attributes instantly increased by one hundred percent.

He broke free of the Blue Silver Grass at once and grabbed Tang San.

"You!" Tang San was terrified and tried to activate his soul skill again.

But Bai Ye gave him no chance at all.

In fact, even without using his soul skill, he could have broken free. He had only pretended to panic for safety's sake, luring Tang San closer before suppressing him with lightning-fast force.

The next moment, those scenes Tang San could never erase from his mind played out once more.

Bang bang bang bang!

Bang bang bang bang!

Yu Xiaogang, who had arrived to watch the fight, happened to see this scene and froze in place.

Wasn't Tang San supposed to beat Bai Ye senseless? How had it been reversed?

"Teacher!" When Tang San spotted Yu Xiaogang at the door, he felt utterly miserable. He desperately did not want the other man to see him like this.

But at that moment, there was nothing he could do except take the beating.

"Stop!" Yu Xiaogang shouted.

In truth, Bai Ye had already stopped before Yu Xiaogang spoke. But after hearing Yu Xiaogang's command, he tightened his grip on Tang San and continued beating him up.

If he stopped just because Yu Xiaogang told him to, wouldn't that be humiliating?

Of course, he controlled his strength.

He was not stupid. Since Tang San had recovered so well and even absorbed a Hundred-Year Soul Ring, Tang Hao must have been responsible.

Tang Hao might even be watching from the shadows right now. If he hit too hard, Tang Hao might bully the young with his seniority and attack in secret.

But with Yu Xiaogang here, the chance of Tang Hao acting immediately dropped to zero.

After all, Yu Xiaogang would stand up for Tang San. There was no need for a Titled Douluo to intervene.

"I told you to stop. Didn't you hear me?" Yu Xiaogang's face was full of fury. Seeing that his words had no effect, he directly summoned Luo Sanpao and ordered him to charge.

This was a dormitory, after all, and there were many people around. Besides, he was already bullying a younger child, so naturally he could not use his farting soul skill.

More importantly, he felt that he could easily subdue Bai Ye without using a soul skill.

However, he was overthinking it.

Bai Ye had already been strong to begin with. After absorbing a Thousand-Year Soul Ring, his body had improved considerably, and now all his attributes had been boosted by one hundred percent. Luo Sanpao was no match for even one of his punches.

Facing Luo Sanpao's wild charge, Bai Ye chose to meet him head-on with his fist.

Seeing Bai Ye act so arrogantly, Yu Xiaogang's mouth nearly split into a grin behind his ears.

But as the man and pig collided, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned deathly pale.

"Luo luo luo!" Luo Sanpao was punched directly onto the ground, howling in pain.

"You're nearly fifty and still can't break through to Soul Grandmaster, yet you dream of defeating me?" Bai Ye said, casually tossing Tang San to Yu Xiaogang's feet.

"I'm in a good mood today, so I won't hold it against you for bullying someone younger."

"And you, Tang San. To be honest, you can't even beat Wang Sheng."

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San trembled all over. If looks could kill, Bai Ye would have died tens of thousands of times already.

"Oh? Still unconvinced? I'll give you time to recover. Then let's see whether you can beat Wang Sheng." Bai Ye continued.

"Boss, don't drag me into your bragging!" Wang Sheng looked terrified. He was not even a Soul Master, so how could he possibly be a match for Tang San, who had a Hundred-Year First Ring?

"Look beneath your feet," Bai Ye said.

Wang Sheng lowered his head and saw a halo beneath his feet. The one-hundred-percent all-attribute boost had yet to disappear.

That was right!

Normally, he would absolutely be no match for Tang San.

But things were not normal right now!

"Little San, hurry up and recover!" Wang Sheng stood before the master and disciple with one hand behind his back, his face calm as he was already thinking about how to torment Tang San later.

Tang San's expression darkened. He felt Bai Ye was being far too arrogant.

I may not be able to beat you, but can't I beat Wang Sheng, a level-nine Soul Warrior?

Tang San thought so, and Yu Xiaogang thought so too.

The two of them now knew that Bai Ye's first soul skill was a boosting effect, but the gap between a level-nine Soul Warrior and a one-ring Soul Master was enormous. It was not merely the difference of one Soul Ring and one soul skill.

Even with a boost, Wang Sheng could never be Tang San's opponent.

Of course, that was merely the master and disciple's wishful thinking.

"Little San, hurry and recover," Yu Xiaogang said. Defeating Bai Ye was impossible at the moment, so they could only let Tang San defeat Wang Sheng to regain some confidence.

"Mm." Tang San began recovering while Xiao Wu and the others gathered around Bai Ye, chattering away.

When they saw Yu Xiaogang make a move earlier, they had all been worried for Bai Ye. None of them had expected Bai Ye to resolve the crisis with a single punch and even gain an absolute advantage.

"Boss Bai, how are you so strong?" Xiao Wu asked curiously. Even she, a transformed Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast, could not compare to him no matter how hard she tried.

"Yeah, Boss, you actually took down the master."

"Although the master only reached level twenty-nine when he was nearly fifty, he's still a Soul Grandmaster close to becoming a Soul Elder. Boss, that punch was insane."

Hearing everyone's words, Yu Xiaogang's stiff face twitched involuntarily.

Only then did he notice that everyone in Dorm Seven, aside from the master and disciple, was covered by a halo.

In an instant, he froze again.

Clearly, Bai Ye was responsible for it.

But Bai Ye was only a one-ring Soul Master. How could he boost so many people?

It was simply absurd!

But when he remembered that Bai Ye had successfully absorbed a Thousand-Year First Ring, it was only natural that his first soul skill would be extraordinarily powerful.

He looked at Tang San, who was recovering, then at Bai Ye, surrounded by the others like stars around the moon. Regret gnawed at his guts.

"Why hadn't I knelt and begged him to become my disciple?"

Before long, Tang San recovered, but the halos on everyone had long since vanished.

Seeing Tang San rise, Bai Ye granted Wang Sheng Honor Blessing again.

"Go on," Bai Ye said.

"Mm." Wang Sheng nodded, then looked at Tang San, his eyes full of fighting spirit.

"Wang Sheng, War Tiger martial soul, level-nine Soul Warrior."

"Tang San, Blue Silver Grass martial soul, level-eleven one-ring Tool Soul Master."

As soon as the words fell, the two began fighting. Tang San went all out, intending to suppress Wang Sheng with overwhelming force.

Coincidentally, Wang Sheng had a similar idea.

Without the boost, he would not even have considered fighting one-on-one. But now...

This was a one-hundred-percent increase to all attributes. The effect was greater than one plus one.

One Wang Sheng was no match for Tang San.

Two Wang Shengs might not be a match for Tang San either.

But what about two and a half?

After an intense battle, Wang Sheng narrowly defeated Tang San. Tang San had used poison, otherwise the outcome would not have been like this.

"I'm a Soul Master, yet I actually lost to a Soul Warrior." Tang San collapsed to the ground, utterly dejected and unable to accept such a blow.