"You're a work-study student?" Ling Feng looked at Tang San with a hesitant look in his eyes.

Tang San just nodded to him, "Please make a move." ”

Although Ling Feng was thin and small, he was also taller than Tang San, who was only in the first grade, this was a duel related to who could become the boss of the students on both sides, he didn't think much about it anymore, after glancing at Tang San's belt again, he rose up, turned over deftly in the air, spread his arms, and actually glided two meters, rushing towards the top of Tang San's head.

Beast Martial Soul, Tang San could see the opponent's martial soul at a glance, the master's teaching in the past few days was not in vain, this student called Ling Feng was an agile Battle Soul Master. His beast martial soul should be a flying beast, judging from his not fierce appearance and attack method, it should not be an eagle, then, it is a martial soul such as a swallow and a crow.

Seeing the other party rushing towards him, Tang San remained motionless, as if the other party didn't exist at all.

Ling Feng's speed was very fast, among the sixth-year students, he was known as the number one person in speed, he was Boss Xiao's best friend, and his figure was very dexterous, seeing that he was about to come to Tang San, all of a sudden, his body turned over again, and with a shake of his arms, he forcibly changed his direction, and came to Tang San's back, waving his arms at the same time, slashing towards both sides of Tang San's neck.

Until Ling Feng flipped over his head, Tang San didn't move, facing an opponent with unknown ability, it was the best choice to respond to all changes without change.

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 couldn't care about the pain on his body, and seeing Ling Feng being kicked away by Tang San, he immediately laughed gloatingly, "What's the matter, Boss Xiao, whether you are convinced or not, we Tang San don't even have soul power, I think you can still admit defeat, and the province will suffer 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 was, there were few people in the entire Notting Academy who didn't know, but the Tang San he was facing was different,

For him, Tang San's martial soul is still mysterious, and he reported his martial soul first, in order to know what Tang San's martial soul is before he starts, so that he can be more or less prepared.

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, a first-year work-study student, martial soul, blue silver grass, eleventh level one-ring instrument 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 aware of 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.

This, how is this possible. The appearance of the soul ring on Tang San's body can be said to have subverted these students' understanding of martial souls. The first year represents that he is only six to seven years old, and he has cultivated to the soul master realm in the first year, which has never been done in the entire history of the Notting Junior Soul Master Academy.

What's more, his martial soul is still known as the Blue Silver Grass of the Waste Martial Soul.

"Boss, he's wasted, it's just a blue silver grass, what's the point of the soul ring?" A senior student couldn't help but say.

"Stupid, shut up." Xiao Chenyu let out a loud shout and interrupted his subordinates' words.

But a blue silver grass? What Xiao Chenyu thought of in his heart was by no means so simple. It is true that the Blue Silver Grass is a waste martial soul, but when it comes to the Soul Master realm, the Blue Silver Grass is a little different. And he still has a hundred-year soul ring on his body. This couldn't have been obtained by himself at all, since someone could help him obtain a hundred-year soul ring and help him cultivate to the soul master realm, then, how much power would there be behind this first-grade kid in front of him?

Xiao Chenyu's father is the city lord of Notting City, otherwise he would not be so arrogant in the academy, and even the teachers rarely care about him.

Since he was a child, he has watched his father's various behaviors in officialdom, and he has been somewhat contaminated with the atmosphere of officialdom, so he first thought of Tang San's background. His father once told him a thousand times and told him that in this world, there are some big families that are absolutely not to be offended.

They are even more terrifying than the imperial royal family, and the royal family will also care about face, but those big families don't need it at all. If you anger them, you will bring ruin.

"Are you really a work-study student?" Xiao Chenyu couldn't help but ask.

Tang San nodded lightly, after opening the soul ring, the feeling that his whole body was full of power made his blood boil a little, he now also wanted to find an opponent to have a good fight, to see what level of his strength had reached after the qualitative change. "Let's do it."

At this time, it has reached the point where the arrow is ready to be fired, Xiao Chenyu has a heart in his heart, even if he defeats the first-year work-study student in front of him, he must not hurt him.

If Ling Feng's pounce is dexterous, then Xiao Chenyu's pounce is explosive domineering. After having a soul ring, his strength is not comparable to Wang Sheng's at all, even if Wang Sheng's martial soul is the king of beasts, it is far inferior to Xiao Chenyu in the case of martial soul level cross-level.

In the face of Xiao Chenyu's attack, Tang San was not as leisurely as Ling Feng, having a soul ring and not having a soul ring were definitely two concepts. As soon as Xiao Chenyu's body pounced out, the soul power that emanated from his body had already enveloped the range of three square meters around Tang San's body, this was a flutter of absolute power, and there was no skill at all. What you want is to be tough.

Is it hard? Then come on. Although strength was not what the Tang Sect disciples were good at, Tang San now also wanted to see how far his Xuantian Gong had reached. At the moment, the gong gathers both palms and slowly pushes it out on the chest. met Xiao Chenyu's wolf claws.

Xiao Chenyu's subordinates already had a victorious smile on their faces at this time, what about the hundred-year soul ring, this stupid guy used his own hand to touch Boss Xiao's wolf claws, it was simply looking for death. They had seen Xiao Chenyu grasp the stones with the power of his claws after the martial spirit possessed him.

Xiao Chenyu's hand was much larger than Tang San's, he was actually hesitating in his heart, whether to use his claw power, he believed that with his claw power, he would definitely be able to crush Tang San's palm, and this competition would be over. But if he does that, will the people behind him ......

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