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Chapter 105 - Chapter 105 Clown Tang San

Chapter 105 The Clown Tang San

  Tang San and Feng Xiaotian eagerly entered the arena, searching for weaknesses in each other even before stepping inside.

  They stood facing each other on the arena.

  The referee, seeing everyone present, raised his arm and swung it heavily.

  "The match begins!"

  However, even after the referee's voice fell, neither Tang San nor Feng Xiaotian rushed to attack, still observing each other.

  Sensing Feng Xiaotian's soul power, Tang San remained calm, a hint of disdain in his eyes.

  "Hmph, barely a Soul Master? Such a person is merely a stepping stone for my fame. Even without hidden weapons, I can defeat you."

  Tang San was incredibly arrogant, completely disregarding Feng Xiaotian.

  Raising his right hand, a flash of blue light appeared, and Blue Silver Grass appeared in his palm.

  Feng Xiaotian raised an eyebrow, his eyes sharpening.

  He had been underestimated.

  That's right, he had been underestimated by a newly-minted Soul Venerable.

  As one of the hosts of this banquet, Tang San's twin martial souls were no secret.

  Feng Xiaotian was naturally aware of this.

  "Interesting. Clearly just a Soul Master, yet he's advanced to the individual competition. Facing me with only a useless Martial Soul like Blue Silver Grass, without even using the Clear Sky Hammer, I've truly been underestimated."

  Feng Xiaotian coldly said, "Martial Soul, Possession!"

  In an instant, a layer of azure light erupted from his body, his bones crackled, and his body underwent a dramatic transformation.

  His hair turned azure, and he swelled from 1.78 meters to over two meters, a wolf's head sprouting from his left shoulder.

  This was Feng Xiaotian's Martial Soul, the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf.

  In the audience, Lan Minghua sneered at Tang San.

  "Ignorant fool, truly taking Feng Xiaotian for an ordinary Soul Master. You'll get what's coming to you."

  However, this was exactly what he wanted to see.

  If Tang San lost to Feng Xiaotian in the first match, it wouldn't just be him who lost face, but also the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Clear Sky School behind him.

  However, Tang San remained confident on the arena.

  He had already learned about Feng Xiaotian from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's information.

  "A mere power-attack type Soul Master, watch how I toy with you."

  Just as Tang San was thinking about how to win, Feng Xiaotian finally moved.

  With a "whoosh," he appeared in front of Tang San almost instantly, leaving a lingering afterimage on the ground.

  "What!"

  Tang San was shocked, completely unprepared for Feng Xiaotian's speed to be no slower than any agility-attack type Soul Master.

  His Purple Demon Eyes could only catch a blurry shadow.

  Feng Xiaotian didn't care what Tang San was thinking at the moment; his first Soul Ring lit up as he charged forward.

  His hand transformed into a wolf claw, carrying wind blades with a piercing slicing sound, and he clawed towards Tang San's chest.

  At this moment, Feng Xiaotian was only a few levels lower in Soul Power than the contestants in the Continental Advanced Elite Soul Master Competition.

  Everything else was already at its complete form.

  Without the aid of immortal herbs, Tang San was merely a Soul Master, how could he possibly contend with Feng Xiaotian?

  Faced with Feng Xiaotian's first Soul Skill, which was within arm's reach

  , he had no chance to dodge. The only thing he could do was cross his Xuan Jade Hands in front of his chest and take the blow head-on.

  "Clang!"

  The sound of metal clashing rang out on the arena, sparks flying as the Xuan Jade Hands collided with the wolf claws.

  Feng Xiaotian was also taken aback, not expecting Tang San to have some skill, actually managing to block his surprise attack.

  However, his attack was not over yet. With

  a sudden burst of strength, the wolf claws swung away the Xuan Jade Hands crossed in front of his chest and viciously grabbed at Tang San's chest.

  Tang San felt as if his arms were being torn apart, completely unable to continue defending.

  Sensing the danger to his chest, he stomped heavily on the ground, his entire body leaning backward.

  "Swoosh!"

  A streak of green light flashed past, tearing through Tang San's clothes, almost causing him to be disemboweled by the wolf claws.

  However, in mid-air, he had no leverage.     Seizing the opportunity, Feng Xiaotian flashed in front of Tang San, his sharp wolf claws striking Tang San's chest without hesitation.

  "Pfft!"

  Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood, his entire body propelled backward several meters across the arena by the immense force.

  "How is this possible!" Tang San suppressed the metallic taste in his throat, staring incredulously at the figure not far away.

  However, Feng Xiaotian wasn't about to give him a chance. His second spirit ring lit up.

  "Second Spirit Skill, Twin Wolves Possession!"

  In an instant, the twin wolf shadows on his back rapidly merged into his body.

  Suddenly, the azure light around Feng Xiaotian intensified, the nascent form of a hurricane appearing.

  Before the words were even finished, Feng Xiaotian shot out like a streak of azure light, incredibly fast.

  Tang San dared not be careless any longer, his first and third spirit rings lighting up simultaneously.

  "First Spirit Skill, Entanglement."

  "Third Spirit Skill, Spider Web Binding!"

  He slammed his palm heavily on the arena floor, the ground churning as Blue Silver Grass surged towards Feng Xiaotian like a tidal wave.

  Feng Xiaotian chuckled, sweeping his arms out, sending dozens of azure wind blades into the tide of Blue Silver Grass.

  The instant they made contact, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was cleaved in two and then shredded into pieces.

  Not only that, the wind blades continued their attack on Tang San after piercing the Blue Silver Grass.

  Tang San used Ghost Shadow Steps to dodge, and was about to draw his hidden weapon to counterattack.

  But before he could even turn around, Feng Xiaotian had already reappeared before him.

  The wolf claws swung out again, each swing creating three solidified afterimages.

  Tang San's pupils constricted sharply, and he once again used the Mysterious Jade Hand to block.

  "Clang clang clang!"

  The Mysterious Jade Hand and the wolf claws collided three times in an instant, each time sparking.

  Tang San's sleeves instantly turned into flying fluff, and fine lines of blood appeared on his bare forearms under Feng Xiaotian's relentless attacks.

  "Crack!"

  After countless attacks, Tang San and Feng Xiaotian simultaneously heard a faint cracking sound from their arms.

  Tang San's pupils reflected the countless azure claw shadows, and he inwardly groaned.

  Feng Xiaotian's face darkened, his eyes sharpening.

  "Still not using the Clear Sky Hammer? It seems I've truly been underestimated! In that case, take your arrogance to hell!"

  He was utterly enraged, his attacks becoming even more frequent.

  Tang San groaned, not because he didn't want to use the Clear Sky Hammer, but because he had no opportunity.

  However, Feng Xiaotian was unaware of this, only knowing that he had been underestimated.

  Only by completely crushing Tang San could he quell his hatred.

  "Clang!"

  Tang San was, after all, only a Soul Master, and couldn't withstand Feng Xiaotian's attacks indefinitely. Now, his Xuan Yu Hand had reached its limit.

  "Damn it, am I going to lose! No, no, I'm not reconciled!" he cried inwardly.

  Feng Xiaotian also knew Tang San had reached his limit, but he showed no mercy. A azure hurricane appeared on his wolf claws, its sharpness seemingly intent to slice Tang San to pieces.

  "It's time to end this, Tang San!"

  However, just as he was about to finish Tang San off with a single blow, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his mind.

  "Xiaotian, no!"

  Feng Xiaotian froze at the sound of that voice.

  But that moment of hesitation gave Tang San the opportunity.

  Tang San quickly bowed, and a crossbow bolt several tens of centimeters long shot out from his back, aimed straight at Feng Xiaotian's face.

  Feng Xiaotian quickly bent over, the bolt almost grazing his face.

  He quickly did several backflips to create distance, then looked towards the Shenfeng Academy's section of the stands in confusion.

  "Father, why? Isn't the exchange match supposed to be a matter of life and death?"

  (End of Chapter)

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