My Wood Clones-Should They All Use Rasengan?

Yu Tianheng was only a twelve-year-old boy. At that age, pride mattered most!

Although his opponent had two Thousand-Year Spirit Rings, he was still just a child.

In a head-on clash, he, the owner of the number one beast martial soul in the world, had actually been forced back and fallen into a disadvantage?

This left Yu Tianheng furious with humiliation!

Even if Luo Fan had two Thousand-Year Spirit Rings, his martial soul was merely Blue Silver Grass. What gave him the right to force him back?

"Ahhh!"

Furious and ashamed, Yu Tianheng discreetly glanced at Dugu Yan beside him. Then, Soul Power rapidly surged through his body!

Yet to Luo Fan, the scene before him looked incredibly familiar!

Why?

Because Tang San had usually looked about the same before!

To put it simply: Tang San lost his composure, Tang San went berserk, and in the end, Tang San lost!

At this moment, it was just like... that moment back then!

First Soul Skill, Wood Clone Technique!

The Blue Silver Grass in Luo Fan's hand grew wildly. Moments later, four Wood Clones landed on the ground and stood in a row before him.

On the surface, the Wood Clones looked exactly the same as Luo Fan himself.

"What kind of soul skill is that?"

"A clone-type soul skill? He can summon four clones at once?"

"How are you even supposed to fight that? Isn't that soul skill way too unfair?"

"Is this what a Thousand-Year Spirit Ring soul skill is like? It's so incredible?"

The spectators around them were seeing the Wood Clone Technique for the first time, and every one of them was dumbfounded!

Wasn't this supposed to be a one-on-one duel? He had directly summoned four clones to help him?

Wasn't that cheating?

But these four clones were merely someone else's soul skill, so they had no grounds to call it unfair?

"Y-you... is this some kind of illusion meant to deceive the eye?"

Yu Tianheng was also startled by Luo Fan's four Wood Clones and asked the question.

He did not believe—or perhaps did not want to believe—that Luo Fan's Wood Clone Technique was real. He would rather believe it was only an illusion.

"Is that so? Then we'll let you experience for yourself whether we're illusions or not!"

"That's right, everyone, attack together!"

Following Yu Tianheng's words, Luo Fan himself said nothing. Instead, two of the four Wood Clones spoke in succession.

As soon as they finished speaking, all four of Luo Fan's Wood Clones charged straight at Yu Tianheng!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Two fists could not fend off four hands!

Though they were only Wood Clones, Luo Fan's Soul Power was so formidable that even when part of it was divided among them, each clone still possessed considerable strength!

There was not much difference between this and fighting Tang San. Yu Tianheng only barely held on for a few exchanges before the four Wood Clones completely surrounded him, raining down punches and kicks like a storm!

"This isn't an illusion-type ability. They're real, physical bodies!"

"That's amazing! Luo Fan himself is just standing there without moving. He only needs to summon clones to fight for him!"

"What kind of divine skill is this? If I had a soul skill like that, wouldn't I never need to fight personally again?"

"Eek~ If I had a boyfriend like this, I'd surely be very happy, right? Four clones plus the original makes five..."

"What are you even thinking? Can't you keep your thoughts a little cleaner? We're girls!"

Aside from a few female students hiding in the corner and focusing on improper things, most people were focused on the practical uses of the Wood Clones.

They all understood that this soul skill could play an extremely powerful role in battle!

Moreover, those who observed carefully could tell that these clones seemed to each possess independent minds. Their movements were no different from living people!

If every clone required Luo Fan's mental power to control it, then they would be like puppets on strings. There was no way they could be this agile.

Putting aside the discussions and shock of the surrounding crowd.

Yu Tianheng, who was being beaten and kicked by the four Wood Clones, was both enraged and humiliated. Immediately afterward, his body rapidly began to transform into that of a dragon.

At the same time, azure arcs of lightning began dancing across his body!

"Second Soul Skill, Thunderous Might!"

With a boom, countless flashes of lightning exploded from Yu Tianheng's body.

Lightning burst outward from his body in every direction, knocking the four Wood Clones far back.

After forcing back the four Wood Clones with his second soul skill, Yu Tianheng rolled over and sprang to his feet.

He touched his cheek. It was visibly swollen!

"Luo Fan, you... are unforgivable! I'll teach you a harsh lesson!" Yu Tianheng declared angrily, staring past the four Wood Clones directly at Luo Fan!

"Pfft..."

Hearing Yu Tianheng's words, Luo Fan, who had been standing calmly behind them, could not help but laugh!

"What are you laughing at?" Luo Fan's laughter was like adding fuel to the fire.

"Sorry, I'm not laughing at you. I just remembered a Soul Grandmaster in his twenties threatening the Pope of Spirit Hall, saying he would destroy Spirit Hall at any cost. That made me laugh!" Luo Fan waved a hand and explained!

Was it really a family trait?

First, Yu Xiaogang had confidently made grand threats. Now Yu Tianheng could not even defeat a few of his Wood Clones, yet he was similarly declaring that he would teach him a harsh lesson.

The hardest part of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul was probably its mouth, wasn't it?

Yu Tianheng: "..."

They were at a critical point in their battle, yet Luo Fan still had the leisure to think about something else?

Yu Tianheng's mouth twitched slightly, and he grew even angrier!

Yet for some reason, upon hearing Luo Fan say that a Soul Grandmaster in his twenties had actually dared to tell the Pope of Spirit Hall that he would destroy Spirit Hall at any cost...

Even Yu Tianheng found it too ridiculous not to laugh at.

"What kind of person could say something so absurd? Does that person not have even the slightest common sense?" Yu Tianheng could not help complaining.

"Mm, someone who called himself a Master!" Luo Fan nodded slightly.

"M-Master?"

Someone who dared to say something so ignorant before the Pope of Spirit Hall actually called himself a Master?

Since when had the title of Master become an insult?

"Hey, are you two going to keep fighting or not? Why are you chatting now?"

Shi Mo, who was watching the battle with the rest of their class nearby, saw that the two had actually started chatting and could not help calling out.

Hearing that, Yu Tianheng steadied himself and fixed his gaze on Luo Fan.

But when he tried to angrily throw out a few more threats, the atmosphere no longer seemed right for it!

"Yu Tianheng, let me ask you something. Do you think my four Wood Clones should use Rasengan?" Luo Fan asked, looking at Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng: "..."

What did he mean?

Could the clones created by that soul skill create another layer of skills and use soul skills themselves?

Th-this couldn't be possible, could it?!