If it was before obtaining the first soul ring, maybe Tang San would not be so big, but since he obtained the first soul ring, his speed, strength, reaction, and ability in all aspects have made a qualitative leap, the most acute thing for the Tang Sect disciple is his feelings and various reactions, speed is also one of the advantages, compared to speed, who will he be afraid of Ling Feng changed his body shape in the air, what he wanted was suddenness, seeing that Tang San was just a first- or second-year student, he was somewhat contemptuous in his heart, and he was ready to win with one blow, directly forcing Xiao Wu to make a move.
However, just as he was about to concentrate Tang San's neck under his palms, Tang San moved.
A phoenix nodded, just flashing Ling Feng's hands, and as his upper body fell forward, Tang San's right leg was thrown behind him violently as if it had been broken, and during the whole process, he didn't look back at all at all.
Quiet as a virgin, moving like a rabbit, Tang San deduced this to a perfect realm, and the speed of the instant explosion was not even seen clearly by the people watching the battle on both sides.
Tang San's heel was in close contact with Ling Feng's chin, and Ling Feng made a third somersault in the air, and it was a continuous backflip.
With a bang, he fell out a few meters away, followed in the footsteps of Liu Long, and fainted directly.
His jaw had already been kicked and dislocated by Tang San.
This was still the case when Tang San didn't urge the internal force, otherwise this kick would at least kick his jaw to pieces.
Ruyi folded the single flying leg, a basic leg technique in martial arts, and with Tang San's keen sense, he achieved the effect of killing the opponent in an instant.
The eyes of the senior students on Boss Xiao's side widened almost at the same time, they couldn't believe that what was happening in front of them was the truth.
Ling Feng was second only to Boss Xiao in strength among their group, but in the face of the students who seemed to be only in the first or second grade, he was kicked unconscious by a blow, and he didn't even have time to send out the attack he was best at.
Boss Xiao muttered: "Damn, is it going to change the sky, why are the current little characters so powerful?"
It wasn't until he heard the sound of Ling Feng falling to the ground that Tang San's raised right leg slowly retracted, and said indifferently, "Next." ” Boss Xiao was surprised, and Xiao Wu on the side of the work-study student was also surprised in her heart, she had fought with Tang San more than once, and when she looked at him again at this time, she obviously found that Tang San had made a lot of progress, and she also found that Tang San who had entered the battle state seemed to be different from him when he was usual.
Usually, Tang San seemed to be just a gentle child, but as soon as he was in the middle of the battle, his attack became extremely aggressive.
Wang Sheng didn't care about the pain on his body, and seeing Ling Feng being kicked away by Tang San, he immediately gloated and laughed, "What's the matter, Boss Xiao, whether you are convinced or not, our Tang San doesn't even have soul power."
I think you're still throwing in the towel.
The province suffers from flesh and skin. ” Boss Xiao walked out with a gloomy face, he lost two games in a row, he had reached the time when he had to play, he asked himself that there was no one stronger than Ling Feng except himself, if the low morale could not be recovered in time, the rest of the duel would not have to be fought again.
Only by defeating the kid in front of him with drastic means, and then defeating Xiao Wu, can he save face.
Boss Xiao looked at Tang San coldly, and at this time, the contempt and disdain on his face had disappeared, and it was replaced by solemnity.
"Xiao Chenyu, a sixth-grade student, a martial spirit, a wolf.
Eleventh-level one-ring battle soul master. ” Reporting one's martial soul and rank is a sign of respect for the opponent.
As he spoke, a layer of blue light emerged from Xiao Chenyu's body, and in the flickering of blue light, the muscles of his body began to swell, his eyes gradually turned pale green, his arms slowly raised, his claws forward, and his nails became sharp.
A white soul ring rose from under his feet, which was exactly what the martial soul possessed.
Xiao Chenyu, as the boss of the students, showed his cleverness at this time.
What his martial soul is, there are not many people in the entire Notting Academy who don't know, but the Tang San he is facing is different, for him, Tang San's martial soul is still mysterious.
Report your martial soul first, in order to know what Tang San's martial soul is before you start.
In this way, we will be able to prepare somewhat.
The rules of reporting martial souls Tang San heard the master say, unless he is disdainful of his opponent, he is not afraid that the other party will become an eternal mortal enemy, and when facing the opponent to report his martial soul, he generally has to report his martial soul to show mutual respect and learn skills.
"Tang San, first-year work-study student, martial soul, blue silver grass.
Eleventh level one-ring weapon soul master. ” When Tang San reported that his martial soul was Blue Silver Grass, the senior students behind Xiao Chenyu burst into laughter almost at the same time, and the nervousness on their faces suddenly disappeared.
I didn't even hear the grade reported by Tang San behind him.
Blue Silver Grass is a waste martial soul, which has long been recognized on the entire continent, even if Tang San's own strength is not weak, but the gap in martial souls also makes them no longer need to worry about Xiao Lao, who is a level higher, to lose.
"You just said, how many levels are you" Xiao Chenyu was not as careless as his subordinates, because the hustle and bustle behind him made him not quite clear about the level reported by Tang San.
"Eleventh level, one-ring weapon soul master."
As he spoke, a faint white light lit up from Tang Shan's body, and when he raised his right hand, the faint blue silver grass grew out of his palm, and as his right hand swung out, the blue silver grass fluttered under his feet.
A bright yellow soul ring rose from under Tang San's feet, circling around his body and pulsing up and down.
The appearance of the yellow soul ring was like slapping the mouths of those senior students, and the laughter immediately became solidified, and a few of them even opened their mouths wide, looking at Tang San as if they were looking at a monster.
"Centennial Soul Ring."
Xiao Chenyu gasped
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