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That punch was fast and accurate, and it was accompanied by a gust of wind. If it weren't for the Ghost Shadow Step, he definitely wouldn't have been able to dodge it.
He doesn't understand.
Why does Dongfang Yao, who has slender arms and legs and appears delicate, possess such explosive power and agility?
"If you still don't release your martial soul, then accept defeat." Tang San no longer held back and summoned the Blue Silver Grass.
"I have other things to do, let's end it here!"
"The first soul skill, entanglement!"
Dozens of thick blue silver grasses burst forth from the bushes and coiled around Dongfang Yao.
"Yay! The mistress won!" Xiao Wu cheered.
To date, no one has ever been able to counter this tactic when a mistress uses it.
Even she, if she were tied up, would not be able to break free.
Dongfang Yao dodged quickly, but there were too many Blue Silver Grasses, and it was difficult to dodge them all with just her legs.
Her eyes narrowed, star trails flashed in her pupils, and the ancient Star Sword was in her hand!
Several yellow sword marks flashed, and more than ten strands of Blue Silver Grass snapped in two.
"What?!" Tang San and Xiao Wu exclaimed at the same time.
The next moment, Dongfang Yao charged forward with her sword.
Tang San hurriedly activated his Purple Demon Eye and used Ghost Shadow Steps to continuously release Blue Silver Grass.
But these blades of grass are as fragile as paper under the Star Sword; a single strike can cut several of them in half.
"Little San! I'm here to help you!" Little Wu Rabbit activated her martial soul, and her yellow spirit ring lit up. "First spirit skill, Waist Bow!"
She suddenly joins the battle. Her first soul skill enhances her waist strength and resilience, allowing her to nimbly dodge attacks, find opportunities to get close, and restrain her opponent, buying time for Xiao San.
Tang San seized the opportunity and released the Entangling Technique once again, sending the thick Blue Silver Grass hurtling towards Dongfang Yao.
"First Soul Skill, Star Stream Shadow Chase!"
A flowing yellow fluorescence emanated from Dongfang Yao's body as she continuously swung her sword.
The onlookers only saw the dazzling light trail left by the Star Sword!
"Ah!" A sudden scream rang out.
Xiao Wu, who was looking for an opportunity to get close, was unable to dodge in time and was struck in the chest by the sword, flying backward.
"Xiao Wu!" Tang San shouted and ran over to catch her.
Upon landing, it was discovered that she was only clutching her chest in pain from being hit, and was not actually injured.
Dongfang Yao sheathed her sword and stood there: "Stop fighting, you are no match for me."
"Damn it!" Xiao Wu protested, her eyes red-rimmed. "Xiao San, think of something! We can't lose!"
'Think of a way, what way is there?' Tang San was extremely frustrated.
'They both have hundred-year-old spirit rings, so why is there such a huge difference! My Blue Silver Grass couldn't even withstand a single sword strike from her!'
His resentment reached its peak. Was he really not even as good as a girl?
'My Blue Silver Grass is countered by her! That must be it! Even though it was just a friendly spar, do I really have to admit defeat like this?'
"I've already used Blue Silver Grass, Purple Demon Eye, Crane Control Dragon, and Ghost Shadow Steps! And I still have the Jade Hand! I still have hidden weapons! I haven't lost yet!"
Tang San activated the safety of the silent hidden arrow concealed in his left hand.
But then I thought, this is just a friendly sparring match, and it seems unnecessary to use real hidden weapons.
He looked down at the ground and saw several large, sharp pebbles.
He quickly picked it up! And then, with lightning speed, took out the silver needle from his storage soul tool!
Just as Dongfang Yao sheathed her sword, Tang San activated his Purple Demon Eye and hurled the stone and silver needles!
Dongfang Yao caught a glimpse of Tang San waving his hand out of the corner of her eye, but she never expected him to be so insidious.
The silver needles and stones were much faster than the blue silver grass, and she didn't have time to dodge!
Xingliu Yingzhu had one last burst of sword energy left to unleash; if he did, all the silver needles would turn to dust!
However, the range of the sword energy is too large, and there are other students watching nearby. If it is used, it will definitely hurt others!
Unwilling to hurt her classmate, Dongfang Yao raised her sword to block in front of her and used her arm to protect her face.
She thought she was going to be hit, but the expected pain did not come.
A crisp, tinkling sound rang in my ears.
She opened her eyes a crack and saw a familiar dark purple mirror shield protecting her, blocking all the stones and silver needles.
The appearance of the mirror shield made Dongfang Yao's heart skip a beat, and a strong sense of security welled up inside her.
She couldn't help but hug the Star Sword tightly, and like the other students, she looked up at the roof.
Tang San was stunned when he saw the mirror suddenly appear and block all his silver needles and pebbles.
As everyone looked up, they immediately felt a chilling killing intent wash over them.
Looking into Dongfang Jing's deep purple eyes, Tang San couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
As a disciple of the Tang Clan in his previous life, he was all too familiar with this feeling! This silver-haired youth truly wanted to kill him!
'How is this possible? He's only a few years older than me! Why do I feel so pressured?'
Tang San subconsciously activated the safety of his hidden arrow again and put his hands behind his back.
But Dongfang Jing had already discovered the hidden dart through the soul bone.
If I hadn't intervened in time, those silver needles and sharp stones would have definitely left several bloody marks on Yao'er's face.
Two against one is bad enough, but they even launched a sneak attack when the other wasn't looking!
It was just a friendly sparring match between classmates, but this Tang San is truly vicious! He's already so insidious now, what will he be like when he grows up?
Given his previous behavior, coupled with his dirty tricks of resorting to sneak attacks when he couldn't win, and his initial plan to use a hidden arrow against Yao'er, Dongfang Jing hesitated about whether to find an opportunity to deal with him.
But the only uncertainty now is about the person who is secretly protecting Tang San.
Dongfang Jing was certain that if Tang San were in mortal danger, that person would definitely show up.
If you are unsure of the opponent's strength, you should not act rashly.
"Tsk." The young man clicked his tongue.
But this debt cannot be settled so easily.
Dongfang Jing glanced at Tang San and noticed that several teachers were rushing over, especially Director Su, who was running at the front in a panic, afraid that Dongfang Jing might kill Tang San if he was unhappy.
Behind Director Su was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with a buzz cut, who was none other than Yu Xiaogang.
Dongfang Jing looked at his sister again and saw her shaking her head frantically.
The little girl knows her brother's personality too well. If it weren't for the many people around, Tang San would probably be crippled by now.
But she didn't want to make a big deal out of it. Since she was fine, she figured her brother could just give her a simple lesson.
Despite not having spoken, Dongfang Jing miraculously understood his sister's thoughts.
This feeling of perfect understanding is as if there is some special connection between the two of them.
The boy nodded slightly, already having made up his mind.
He stood up, took a step forward, and jumped from the fourth floor, landing steadily.
Everyone was shocked! Jumping from the fourth floor? Even a first-ring Soul Master couldn't do that, right?
Seeing the silver-haired youth approach Tang San, everyone retreated, fearing they would be caught in the crossfire.
Tang San and Xiao Wu immediately went on alert. Xiao Wu stood in front of them and angrily asked, "What do you want to do?"
"Get lost!" The shattered mirror materialized into a giant hand, slapping Xiao Wu across the face and sending her flying.
Since Tang San and Xiao Wu haven't officially recognized each other as siblings yet, Tang San's feelings for Xiao Wu aren't that deep yet.
Even though Xiao Wu was slapped away, he was still most worried about himself at that moment.
"What...what do you want to do?" Tang San took a few steps back.
"They ganged up on me and attacked my sister. You owe me an explanation!"
"We were just sparring, and she wasn't injured, was she?" Tang San argued.
Dongfang Jing, too lazy to waste words, began to unleash his soul power.
Tang San could sense a fluctuation of soul power, but he couldn't see the other party's soul rings at all.
Immediately afterwards, countless shattered mirrors appeared, gradually surrounding Tang San.
Tang San, unwilling to sit and wait for death, raised his left hand and shot a hidden arrow towards Dongfang Jingmen.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!" A shard of mirror blocked the three arrows, which then fell freely.
Dongfang Jing caught it in his hand and looked closely; it was three three-inch-long steel needles.
He infused his palm with soul power, and with a firm grip, the steel needle instantly turned to powder!
He then raised his hand and manipulated the shattered mirror, instantly enveloping Tang San, who was trying to escape, into a 'mirror man'. This was his second soul skill, Mirror Image Imitation!
A moment later, Dongfang Jing waved his hand.
The shattered mirror that enveloped Tang San gradually dissipated.
Tang San looked at himself blankly, as if nothing had happened.
He looked up at Dongfang Jing again, only to be met with a slap that sent him flying several meters, just like Xiao Wu, spitting blood and breaking his teeth.
Dongfang Jing didn't even glance at him. He turned and walked towards Dongfang Yao, ruffled his sister's hair, and asked softly, "Shall we go back to the dormitory?"
"Okay!" Dongfang Yao nodded obediently, said goodbye to her friends, and followed her brother back to the dormitory.
Many young boys and girls had eyes shining with admiration, and the same thought was on their minds—
Tang San and Xiao Wu are nothing! He's the one who deserves to be the leader of Notting Academy!
Tang San, who was slapped away, had one side of his face swollen up.