Martial Soul: Soul Breaking Spear

In the middle of the street, Tang San fought a Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster with the strength of a One-Ring Soul Master.

Zhu Zhuqing observed the Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster. She could not intervene in the battle yet; Tang San wielded his Blue Silver Grass too skillfully, constantly using it to block or entangle his opponent.

The Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster, meanwhile, used a special spear technique to slash Tang San's Blue Silver Grass apart. By now, he was utterly exhausted and somewhat dizzy, his spear movements growing disordered.

"First Soul Skill: Tremor!"

The Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster shook his Blood-Colored Long Spear repeatedly, shattering the Blue Silver Grass obstructing him.

Under this powerful spear technique, Tang San retreated explosively, using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track over and over. With so many onlookers nearby, his repeated attempts to fire his Silent Sleeve Arrow came to nothing.

At that moment, the Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster seemed to have invoked some secret technique. His face flushed crimson as he swung his Blood-Colored Long Spear wildly. "Hahaha! Boy, you're dead!"

He chased after Tang San, exposing his back directly to Zhu Zhuqing.

Now! Zhu Zhuqing immediately urged the Spirit-Summoned Azure Sky Tiger into action. The tiger answered with a low growl, then lunged forward with her on its back.

As Zhu Zhuqing joined the fray, Tang San immediately unleashed his First Soul Skill, Entanglement. More than a dozen arm-thick strands of Blue Silver Grass rapidly spread toward the Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster from both sides.

Caught between two attackers, the Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster knew things were going badly. He immediately turned and retreated toward the crowd, frightening the nearby spectators into scattering.

But three uncanny attacks came hurtling toward his head, waist, and legs. They were fast, fast, fast-he only had time to swing his spear to block the attack aimed at his head.

Clang-!

The Blood-Colored Long Spear collided with a sharp gleam of cold light. The figure behind that gleam was sent flying, then vanished into thin air with a pop, as though it had been an illusion.

Immediately afterward, two sharp attacks sliced through his skin. Blood spattered from the Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster's waist and leg, and he howled in pain.

Boom! A tremendous kick then sent him flying.

Once that chain of attacks was complete, the two phantom figures behind him also vanished into the crowd, as though the Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster had just been struck by three dark shadows.

Only Tang San and Zhu Zhuqing noticed this strange occurrence. Tang San had seen it through his Purple Demon Eye, while Zhu Zhuqing knew the attacker had been her Third Sister, Zhu Zhulin, because her Third Sister was now smiling at her from the crowd.

The Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster landed in the deserted middle of the street. Grunting, he climbed to his feet, his gaze fixed on Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San as he also watched for the unknown enemy.

"Yang Aotian, Martial Soul: Soul Breaking Spear, level twenty-four power attack system Battle Soul Master!"

The Two-Ring Soul Grandmaster announced his name and credentials to Zhu Zhuqing and Tang San, acknowledging their strength. A One-Ring Soul Master had actually managed to hold his own against him, and there was also a little girl whose Martial Soul remained unknown. She might well have been the one who had injured him just now.

Tang San paused in surprise. No wonder he had been unable to overpower his opponent-the man was already level twenty-four. He was just about to speak, but Zhu Zhuqing spoke first.

"Hmph! Since when has the Breaking Clan sunk so low as to become someone else's watchdog?"

Zhu Zhuqing's voice was icy. She urged the Spirit-Summoned Azure Sky Tiger slowly toward Yang Aotian. She still had pent-up anger to vent today, leaving her distinctly displeased.

"You-" Yang Aotian's voice immediately weakened. He had never imagined that someone would expose his background at a glance, let alone an unfamiliar little girl.

Could she also be from some hidden clan, or a descendant of some powerful expert? Yang Aotian grew apprehensive. He felt he had to leave today-leave Nuoding City-because he feared word of his eventual defeat would reach his clan. This did not count as a defeat yet; he still had his dignity.

Once the desire to retreat sprouted in Yang Aotian's heart, he began considering his escape route.

Seeing Yang Aotian steadily backing down the street, Zhu Zhuqing felt contempt for him. He was cut from the same cloth as Dai Mubai: charge, charge, charge when there was something to gain, then try to walk away the moment the benefits dried up. How could the world offer such a sweet deal?

"What, you think you can fight whenever you please and run whenever you please? Is everyone in your Breaking Clan such trash?"

As Zhu Zhuqing spoke, the Spirit-Summoned Azure Sky Tiger accelerated into a charge. It was brimming with enthusiasm. This was the first time its master had fought alongside it, and it had to make this battle a splendid one, so its master would see it in a new light.

Yang Aotian was furious. His clan's honor could not be desecrated. He had only left because he had broken the clan rules and been expelled, but he had always kept his clan's honor close to his heart. He was proud of his clan, so Zhu Zhuqing's words had struck a sore spot and enraged him.

"You're courting death!"

Yang Aotian's two Soul Rings abruptly lit up. Instead of retreating, he charged toward Zhu Zhuqing. Today, he would teach this little girl a proper lesson and make her lie on the ground singing of her surrender.

"Zhu Zhuqing, watch out!"

Tang San was alarmed. He did not believe Zhu Zhuqing could defeat the man alone, even with that fierce tiger Soul Beast, so he immediately used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and rushed in from the side.

Xiao Wu was equally startled. She quickly swallowed her Radish Cake, then charged in to help with her Iron Club in hand.

Watching Yang Aotian rush toward her, Zhu Zhuqing snorted coldly. In her eyes, his speed was simply too slow. Her spiritual power swiftly spread outward.

As the Spirit-Summoned Azure Sky Tiger rapidly closed in on him, that invisible spiritual power surged straight at Yang Aotian.

Yang Aotian froze, standing dazed in place as the Blood-Colored Long Spear in his hand slowly lowered.

"Self-Created Soul Skill: Tiger's Roar in the Mountain Forest!"

Zhu Zhuqing and the Spirit-Summoned Azure Sky Tiger roared forward together. An inexplicable pressure instantly descended, and a white sound wave blasted toward Yang Aotian.

The roar thundered through the entire street. Its tremendous volume frightened every spectator into desperately clamping their hands over their ears. None dared remain where they were, and they all fled the street.

Even Tang San and Xiao Wu stopped in their tracks. They first sealed their ears with Soul Power, then covered them with their hands. Only then did they feel a little safer.

On another street in the distance, Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang was still searching for his disciple, Tang San. Suddenly, he heard a tremendous tiger's roar, then saw numerous civilians fleeing toward him from the end of the street.

Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang stopped an old man and asked, "Excuse me, what happened over there?"

The old man looked terribly panicked. Trembling, he replied, "Several Soul Masters started fighting over there, and a huge Soul Beast appeared too. It's terrifying."

After asking a few more questions, Yu Xiaogang understood what had happened and hurried toward the opposite street.

Meanwhile, the gates of the City Lord's Mansion had opened. Several hundred fully armed, armored soldiers marched out in orderly ranks. At the very rear of the formation appeared a lavishly dressed youth, who pointed ahead and shouted:

"Move out! Once we reach the Real Estate Exchange, kill anyone who resists on the spot!"