Douluo: Kung Fu Panda Martial Soul, Stealing Tang San's Opportunities
Chapter 21

Two with Innate Full Soul Power, Two True Soul Masters

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Three days later.

Tang San returned to Nuoding Academy.

He now had a Yellow Soul Ring.

When Blue Silver Grass rose from his palm, it was no longer as slender and fragile as before. Its leaves had grown wider, faint patterns had appeared on their surfaces, and their edges bore the slightest hint of purple.

"A hundred-year Mandala Snake."

Yu Xiaogang stood at the edge of the training ground.

"Tang San's First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement."

More than a dozen strands of Blue Silver Grass instantly burst from the ground.

Before Wang Sheng could even react, his legs were bound fast.

"That was way too fast!"

"And it's poisonous?"

He struggled a few times, and his legs immediately grew slightly numb.

Tang San withdrew the Blue Silver Grass.

"It only causes paralysis."

"It won't cause serious harm in a normal spar."

Dong Jian stared at the spot where the vines had vanished.

Kung Fu Deconstruction had already revealed three points where force acted on the Blue Silver Grass.

But seeing them didn't mean he could break through them.

He was only level eight.

After obtaining his Soul Ring, Tang San had reached level eleven, and his Mysterious Heaven Skill had made a breakthrough as well.

"Another match?"

Tang San asked of his own accord.

"Come on."

Dong Jian didn't refuse.

Once the fight began, he dodged Entanglement twice in succession.

The third time, Tang San deliberately used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to press him from the front.

Dong Jian rolled to the side.

But Blue Silver Grass had already been lying in wait where he landed.

The vines instantly tightened.

His arms, waist, and legs were bound at once.

Dong Jian concentrated his strength in his right arm.

The vines creaked, but they didn't break.

"The First Soul Skill makes too much of a difference."

Wang Sheng spoke in a low voice.

Tang San didn't continue attacking.

"Do you concede?"

"I lost this round."

Dong Jian stopped struggling.

"But I've already seen how to break it."

Tang San frowned slightly.

He didn't believe a level-eight Soul Scholar could break free of a hundred-year Soul Skill through observation alone.

Just then, Xiao Wu's voice came from the entrance to Dorm Seven.

"Seeing it and doing it aren't the same thing."

Everyone turned.

Xiao Wu walked into the training ground with a Yellow Soul Ring of her own.

"You hunted for a Soul Ring too?"

Wang Sheng's eyes widened.

"Of course."

The illusory image of a Soft Bone Rabbit appeared behind Xiao Wu.

"First Soul Skill, Waist Bow."

She didn't explain where her Soul Ring had come from.

She only said an elder in her family had arranged the Soul Hunting for her in advance.

Dong Jian knew that the Soul Ring hadn't come from hunting a Soul Beast at all.

After a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast took human form, it could condense its first six Soul Rings using its own origin.

That also meant-

Tang San and Xiao Wu had both become Soul Masters.

While he and Li Man still had no Soul Rings.

"Don't just stare at them."

Li Man suddenly walked to the center of the training ground.

She jabbed the Green Jade Bamboo in her hand sharply against the ground.

The bamboo bent.

The next moment, she used the rebounding bamboo pole to spring into the air and whipped it down at the point where the strands of Blue Silver Grass binding Dong Jian crossed.

Crack!

The vines shuddered violently.

A small crack actually appeared in one of them.

Tang San's gaze shifted slightly.

Li Man had no Soul Ring.

Yet she had used the bamboo pole's springiness to concentrate all her strength on one point.

"One person's strength isn't enough,"

Li Man said:

"Then use a different way to apply it."

Dong Jian looked at the damaged spot.

For the first time, the indistinct point in Kung Fu Deconstruction lined up perfectly with reality.

"Next time."

He pulled free of the vines Tang San had deliberately loosened.

"I'll break it myself."

Xiao Wu folded her arms.

"Wait until you have a Soul Ring."

Dong Jian didn't argue.

His most important goal was now perfectly clear.

Level ten.

His First Soul Ring.

Truly becoming a Soul Master.

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