"She's gone. Let's begin," Xiao Yan said calmly.
Tang San nodded and slowly stepped forward, his eyes fixed on Xiao Yan and a hint of gravity on his face. He believed the footwork Xiao Yan had used to catch the rabbit must have been a lightness technique.
Like his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, that movement technique did not belong to the Douluo Continent.
Although both were lightness techniques, Xiao Yan's Explosive Step came from a high-fantasy plane, while Tang San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track came from a low-martial plane. Comparing the two was like comparing the radiant moon to mortal dust; they could not be spoken of in the same breath.
"Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. Level 13 Control-Type Battle Spirit Master!"
As soon as his words fell, a faint blue glow shone from Tang San's body. He slowly raised his right hand, and softly glowing Blue Silver Grass grew from his palm.
With the release of his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, a bright yellow Soul Ring rose from beneath Tang San's feet, circling his body and pulsing up and down.
Dozens of strands of Blue Silver Grass rapidly spread outward, their leaf tips rising like a dozen or so Mandala Snakes foraging in every direction. They carried none of the Mandala Snake's rank odor, only a faint fragrance of tea.
Yet that intoxicating fragrance brimmed with danger.
"Xiao Yan, Martial Soul: Emperor Flame. Level 14 Power Attack System Battle Soul Master!"
Gazing calmly ahead, Xiao Yan gently extended his right hand. With a puff, an azure flame abruptly appeared in his palm.
"Explosive Step!"
Xiao Yan lightly stamped his foot. At once, a muffled, explosive boom erupted where his sole met the ground, and he closed the distance between them almost instantly.
"Such incredible speed!"
Tang San's expression changed. He could scarcely imagine that a fire-attribute Power Attack System Soul Master could possess such astonishing speed.
Faced with Xiao Yan charging fiercely toward him with searing flames in his hand, Tang San instinctively took a step back. He spread his fingers into claws, and an invisible pulling force emanated from his palm.
"Tang Sect Secret Arts, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon!"
Feeling an invisible force tugging at his body, Xiao Yan clenched his fist and bent slightly. A tremendous surge of strength burst forth, breaking free of Tang San's Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, and he drove a punch toward Tang San's chest.
"Lustrous as mystic jade-Tang Sect Secret Arts, Mysterious Jade Hand."
Tang San's palm turned as white as jade, and he caught Xiao Yan's fist with it. As fist and palm collided, Tang San's face contorted, and he staggered more than ten meters backward before finally steadying himself.
Tang San had never expected a single punch from Xiao Yan to wield such terrifying power!
Had Mysterious Jade Hand not offered considerable protection, catching Xiao Yan's punch barehanded would have left him with torn tendons and broken bones at the very least.
Tang San also came to his senses. Since he could not win in close combat, he could only create some distance and fight from afar.
"First Soul Skill, Entanglement!"
Tang San shouted in a low voice. More than a dozen thick strands of Blue Silver Grass surged up beneath Xiao Yan's feet. By the time Xiao Yan reacted, they had already bound his legs tightly.
Xiao Yan felt his feet stiffen as the Blue Silver Grass wound firmly around his legs. A sharp, intense pain pierced the skin of his legs, followed immediately by a numbing sensation.
"Xiao Yan, this ends here. My teacher said that when our Soul Power is roughly equal, no one can break free of my Blue Silver Grass Entanglement." A smug smile appeared at the corner of Tang San's mouth.
But in the next second, with a bang, dense azure flames blazed from Xiao Yan's body and abruptly spread outward. The moment the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around him touched those flames, it began burning fiercely.
In the blink of an eye, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass turned to ash.
Seeing this, Tang San could not help being shocked. He even felt a vague desire to kill Xiao Yan, because he could clearly sense that Xiao Yan's Martial Soul seemed to be the very nemesis of his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.
The thought arose in Tang San's heart almost instinctively, sinking straight into the depths of his mind.
As a plant-type Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass had become extremely tough after gaining a Soul Ring, but as a plant, it still feared fire greatly.
With azure flames burning all over his body, Xiao Yan seemed far more imposing. Azure firelight blazed in his eyes as he charged toward Tang San, flames spewing from his mouth like a fire god descending to earth.
"Goddess Scattering Flowers!"
Tang San activated Purple Demon Eye, a faint violet glow shimmering in his eyes. His hand brushed lightly over the Twenty-Four Moonlit Bridges, then he employed his hidden weapon technique to launch more than a dozen silver needles.
"Killing intent?" Watching the silver needles shoot toward him, Xiao Yan could not help giving a cold laugh. His foot twisted strangely against the ground before stamping down hard, and he dodged every last needle.
"So fast! He can even dodge my hidden weapons." Using the lightness technique Explosive Step, Xiao Yan moved like a streak of azure light. Even Tang San's Purple Demon Eye could not track his figure, leaving Tang San marveling that every hidden weapon he had thrown had missed.
Xiao Yan moved like lightning, heading straight for Tang San.
Seeing this, Tang San hurriedly used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to flee. He bent backward into an Iron Bridge in midair, dodging Xiao Yan's punch imbued with the might of heavenly flames.
"What's the point of sparring if all you do is run? You've certainly mastered what Grandmaster taught you: 'More rings and bones, unleash your skills in one wave; fewer rings and bones, take to your heels.'" A mocking, cold smile curled Xiao Yan's lips as he accelerated again.
"You..." Tang San's face darkened. Looking at the fiercely advancing Xiao Yan, he did not want to concede so easily, yet he could not win a fight either. He could only circulate Mysterious Heaven Skill at full strength again and use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to dodge Xiao Yan's attacks with everything he had.
On Nuoding Academy's Back Mountain, two figures chased and fled, leaving trails of afterimages.
Tang San really isn't from this world. Judging by the hidden weapon techniques and lightness technique he just used, he should be from a low-martial plane, Xiao Yan mused inwardly as Tang San repeatedly evaded his attacks.
"Time to end this, Tang Run-Run!" Xiao Yan sneered.
Looking at Tang San a short distance ahead, Xiao Yan's lips slowly curved into an icy smile. He opened his right hand, then abruptly clenched it, unleashing a ferocious suction force.
"Suction Palm!"
An enormous suction force came from behind him. Tang San instinctively planted his feet against the ground, but before he could gain a firm footing, his body was yanked backward. He traced an arc through the air, hurtling straight toward Xiao Yan.
Eight Extremes Collapse!
The low, muffled shout rang out in his heart as Xiao Yan slammed his fist into Tang San's back, using only thirty percent of his strength.
With a bang, Tang San flew more than a dozen meters forward like a fallen leaf in a gale, landing face down on the ground and coughing incessantly.
Although he had already sensed that Tang San seemed to harbor killing intent toward him earlier, Xiao Yan still stepped forward and helped him up.
"Are you all right?" Xiao Yan asked.
"Nothing serious. I lost." Tang San waved his hand and said, "But I believe that with my teacher guiding my Martial Soul cultivation, I'll be able to defeat you before long."
"An enemy defeated by my hand is never someone I consider a rival. I'll give you time to catch up, until you can no longer even glimpse me in the distance," Xiao Yan said calmly. Then he headed toward the academy without looking back.
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