"What Soul Skill is this? It can actually send my Hidden Weapons flying back at me?" Tang San sucked in a breath of cold air as he watched the Hidden Weapons hurtling toward him.
"Condensed like cold jade, impervious to all poisons-Mysterious Jade Hand!"
Faced with the dozen-odd glints of cold steel Xiao Yan had sent back at him, Tang San reacted swiftly. His palms instantly turned a lustrous, milky white, sweeping up and down without pause.
He did not stay still, either. Using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, he retreated rapidly.
A dozen sharp cracks rang out almost simultaneously. Tang San deflected every returning Hidden Weapon with Mysterious Jade Hand, sending them tumbling to the ground without suffering any real injury.
Tang San raised his head to look at Xiao Yan in the sky and sneered. "I don't believe you can stay up there forever. Keeping a flight-type Soul Skill active must consume quite a bit of Soul Power."
"Do I need to hide in the sky to deal with you?"
High above, Xiao Yan drew the Black Ruler from his back and glanced down at Tang San in the Playground. The wings on his back fluttered lightly, and he stamped hard against empty air, pushing his speed to its limit.
Everyone present saw only a shudder of Xiao Yan's body before nothing but a faint afterimage remained in the sky.
Seeing Xiao Yan's speed suddenly surge as he charged toward him, Tang San's expression shifted slightly. A cold gleam flashed in his eyes, and his hands flicked out before him like butterflies weaving through flowers, sending out one streak of cold light after another.
Willow Leaf Knives, Flying Locust Stones, Coin Darts, Bone-Piercing Nails-all manner of Hidden Weapons blossomed from Tang San's hands like a skyful of raining flowers.