"Bullshit! My physique might not be as good as Tang San's, but it's way better than yours. I think you're just a snob."
"Yeah, yeah, I'm a snob. You and Tang San stand side-by-side, and even an idiot would know who to choose, right?"
Oscar's direct hit deeply wounded Ma Hongjun. Covering his chest, he retreated several steps and pointed at Oscar, clowning around:
"You're no longer my brother, Bathing Fire Phoenix Ma Hongjun! We're done!"
"Fine, we're done! With Tang San here, who cares about you?"
Their bickering made Tang San smile knowingly, but also feel incredibly envious. When would he find companions he could rely on like that?
A moment later, Oscar, having teased the fatty enough, turned back to look at Tang San, his eyes full of anticipation.
"Alright, I'm done messing with you. Tang San, hurry, hurry, let me experience your power!"
"Okay."
Tang San nodded, extended his right hand, squeezed a drop of fresh blood from his thumb, and used his Soul Power to gently float it towards Oscar. He was also looking forward to seeing what Oscar would turn into after consuming the Mirror Sausage made from his blood.
Oscar swallowed the blood without hesitation and then released his Sausage Spirit. Six Spirit Rings, two yellow, two purple, and two black, rose in sequence. Immediately after, the sixth black Spirit Ring flashed with light, and a silver sausage appeared in his hand. The moment the sausage appeared, Oscar's face visibly paled, indicating that the Mirror Sausage consumed a massive amount of his Soul Power.
Looking at the sausage in his hand, Oscar breathed heavily, his eyes filled with lingering fear.
"Whew... whew... As expected, Tang San is more powerful. I almost couldn't even make it."
"Is it really that outrageous? You're not faking it, are you?"
Ma Hongjun, standing nearby, found it hard to believe. Oscar had made a Mirror Sausage after consuming his blood before. While the consumption was huge then, it hadn't left him looking so drained.
He had asked Tang San about his cultivation level at the last banquet. The other party had only said he hadn't reached the Soul Sage level yet, which meant they were both Soul Masters at the Soul Emperor level. There shouldn't be such a huge difference, no matter how he thought about it.
Seeing that Ma Hongjun didn't believe him, Oscar rolled his eyes in annoyance.
"Why would I lie to you? Is it that hard to admit someone else is excellent? I told you to stay away from that street, and now look, your Soul Power quality is several levels below Tang San's."
"Screw you! Did I want to go there? Didn't I have to? I can't control this Evil Fire."
Ma Hongjun waved his hand with some melancholy, his heart growing even more eager for the so-called Cockscomb Phoenix Sunflower. While the Evil Fire was powerful, it was truly inconvenient. What young man wouldn't long for love? But with the Evil Fire, he was destined to be without love.
Seeing the two of them starting to goof around again, Tang San, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but speak up first. He still wanted to see the effect of this Mirror Sausage!
"Little Oscar, hurry up and try it. I'm also quite curious about the ability of this Mirror Sausage."
"Okay, watch me."
Without further ado, Oscar nodded and immediately stuffed the silver sausage in his hand into his mouth. The moment the sausage entered his stomach, Oscar's pale face instantly turned rosy, and his muscle definition began to change at a visible speed. Tang San, who had activated his Purple Demon Eyes and was constantly observing, took in everything, feeling a sense of novelty in his heart.
"It can even change muscle tissue. There really is nothing new under the sun."
"Hahaha, that's not all, Tang San, look."
"Hmm?"
Hearing this, Tang San retracted his Purple Demon Eyes and looked at Oscar. He saw the other party extend his right hand, and a deep blue little grass instantly poked its head out and began to grow wildly. What else could this little grass be but his Martial Soul, Blue Silver Grass?
"Tang San, how's my Blue Silver Grass?"
"It looks pretty similar to mine on the outside. Can you use it?"
"Of course! Otherwise, wouldn't this Mirror Sausage be useless?"
A hint of pride appeared on Oscar's face. He then controlled the Blue Silver Grass in his hand and bound it towards Tang San.
"Blue Silver Entanglement."
Seeing the Blue Silver Grass coming towards him, Tang San, knowing Oscar had no ill intentions, didn't resist and was quickly bound up like a zongzi by the Blue Silver Grass.
After slightly feeling the strength of the Blue Silver Grass, Tang San circulated his Soul Power and used force with his arms, instantly shattering the countless Blue Silver Grass.
"Not bad, it has about seventy percent of my Blue Silver Grass's strength."
"That's not all. Watch my Second Spirit Skill, Parasite."
As countless Blue Silver Grass seeds were scattered, patches of Blue Silver Grass began to grow wildly, quickly covering the surrounding open space.
"You can even use Soul Skills?"
"That's right. It can also have seventy percent of the original Soul Skill's power. How about that, pretty good, right?"
Oscar still had a look of seeking praise, but a trace of imperceptible panic appeared in his eyes, which he quickly concealed.
A gleam flashed in Tang San's eyes. He then looked at Oscar with a complicated expression and asked:
"Really? That's a truly excellent Soul Skill then. Can all Soul Skills be used?"
"Uh... not exactly. At least I definitely can't use Spirit Avatar."
Oscar laughed it off, skipping over the topic. He then quickly extended his right hand and held the Clear Sky Hammer.
"Is this the number one weapon Martial Soul in the world? A rough estimate would be around 3000 jin, right? Truly terrifying."
"Hmm? It can even copy Twin Spirits?"
Tang San quickly dispelled the suspicion in his heart and focused his gaze on the iron hammer in Oscar's hand. He was all too familiar with its shape and pattern; it was precisely his Clear Sky Hammer.
Oscar didn't choose to swing the Clear Sky Hammer but flipped his hand and put it back into his body.
"I won't try swinging the hammer for now. Maybe I'll try it later if I get a chance. Otherwise, if my Soul Power runs out, you'll have to wait for me to recover slowly."
"Alright, let's get going then."
With that, Tang San turned back and sped off towards the east, a cold glint in his eyes that no one noticed.
Tang San had initially thought the Mirror Sausage only copied the target's Martial Soul and physique. He hadn't expected it could even copy Soul Skills. This would normally be a minor issue, but his fifth and sixth Soul Skills contained earth-shattering secrets. It had almost made him add Oscar's name to his mental list of people who needed to die.
However, on second thought, the other person didn't know what he had done with those two Soul Skills, so he suppressed his killing intent. After all, they had both joined the Tang Sect and were now considered his own people.
Taking a deep look at Tang San's retreating figure, Oscar took a deep breath to calm his nerves. Then he prepared to step forward and follow Tang San. The other person was clearly waiting for the two of them, so catching up wouldn't be difficult.
"Little Oscar, why do you suddenly look so pale?"
"Do I?"
Oscar cursed inwardly, thinking how much nonsense this fatty spouted. Was that something he could speak frankly about right now? He could only force a strained smile and look at the fatty.
"Tch, so mysterious. If you don't want to say, then don't. I don't even want to know anyway!"
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