Tang San's expression hardened, and the first yellow spirit ring beneath his feet lit up.
"First Spirit Skill, Entanglement!"
Whoosh!
Dozens of thick blue silver grasses, like vines, surged forward layer upon layer, intercepting the large fireball halfway.
Bang!
With a loud explosion, all the blue silver grasses were reduced to ashes.
Tang San's face paled slightly.
He looked ahead, raising the Zhuge Crossbow in his hand.
But Ye Qiu's figure was already gone.
To his side, a blur of motion threw a punch at his face.
Xuan Yu Hand!
Tang San lowered his knees and twisted his hips, his jade-colored palm as hard as iron.
He met Ye Qiu's fist.
"Heh~!"
Ye Qiu sneered, and frost suddenly formed on his right fist, covered with a layer of ice crystals.
Tang San frowned.
He didn't understand what kind of spirit skill Ye Qiu was using.
His spirit was clearly his eyes!
Crack!
The two fists collided, producing a crisp sound.
Ye Qiu's other fist also slammed towards him.
Tang San was about to pull back his left hand when he suddenly felt a chill.
His pupils dilated in shock; his left hand had been frozen.
Their fists were joined together, encased in ice.
Ye Qiu wasn't going to let him create distance so easily, turning him into a porcupine or a jetpack warrior.
"Damn it!"
Tang San cursed angrily, firing the Zhuge Crossbow in his other hand directly at Ye Qiu.
"Hmm? Heh, you're really asking for death!"
Seeing that Ye Qiu didn't dodge or avoid his Zhuge Crossbow,
a cruel look appeared on his face .
In his opinion, at such close range
, even a god couldn't dodge an arrow fired from the Zhuge Crossbow!
"How is this possible! It missed!"
Tang San exclaimed in shock.
He watched helplessly as the arrow he had fired pierced Ye Qiu's body.
The expected blood splatter didn't appear.
The arrow seemed to cut through the air, embedding itself in the ground some distance behind Ye Qiu.
"Pfft!"
While he was still in shock...
Ye Qiu showed no mercy.
His left fist, gleaming with the color of cold jade and encased in irregularly shaped ice blocks,
resembled a transparent, hard gauntlet.
He punched Tang San, smashing half his face.
Blood gushed from his nose, his face a bloody mess, and he coughed up blood.
His eyes glazed over, but quickly returned to focus.
His Purple Demon Eyes were still flashing.
'No! I didn't miss! He pierced through my attack!'
As Ye Qiu used the connected ice blocks to pull him back, intending to let his head collide with Tang San's fist again,
Tang San realized what was happening.
His face turned ashen, and the muscles in his chest contracted.
The hidden Shadow Projectile was immediately triggered, unleashing a dense barrage of poisonous needles and a cloud of poisonous mist.
If it couldn't hit, then poison it!
"Heh." Ye Qiu sneered, still neither dodging nor avoiding, and punched Tang San in the face again.
"Impossible! Pfft!" Tang San spat out another mouthful of blood. The bruised and battered areas on his face, soaked in the poisonous mist , throbbed
with a agonizing pain. His entire head had been flung backward by Ye Qiu's punch. Head tilted back, waist bent, he even seemed to float slightly in the air. Unfortunately, Ye Qiu was holding his hand, preventing him from flying backward. "How is this possible!" Opening his bloodied, lacerated eye, his pupils rolled as he stared intently at Ye Qiu, who had inhaled his specially prepared poison. How could he be unharmed?! Ye Qiu threw another punch, a contemptuous smile playing on his lips. Long before he consumed the two immortal herbs, the Fiery Apricot and the Eight-Cornered Ice Grass, he was already immune to all poisons! Without pausing, Ye Qiu pulled Tang San back again, intending to deliver another punch with his blood-stained, icy gauntlets. The fist loomed large again before Tang San! Panic and fear filled his eyes. His prized hidden weapons and poisons were ineffective against Ye Qiu! At this rate… he would lose! Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Xiao Wu in the distance, watching them with a worried expression. 'No! I can't lose!' Tang San's eyes widened suddenly, his right hand hidden behind his back. He was pulled back by Ye Qiu, gritting his teeth as he met Ye Qiu's iron fist. The wind from the impending punch stung his wound. A smug smile appeared on Ye Qiu's face. Tang San also sneered, his mouth full of blood as he muttered , "First Soul Skill! Entanglement!" Whoosh! Dozens of thick Blue Silver Grasses wrapped around Ye Qiu's right arm. Barbs with paralyzing poison protruded from them. "Die!" Seeing that Ye Qiu's hands were immobilized, his right hand, hidden behind his back, immediately rose. A small black hammer had appeared in his hand. Instinctively, Tang San even used the power techniques of the Chaotic Cloak. Leg, waist, arm... the Clear Sky Hammer slammed down towards Ye Qiu's face. *Crack!* A shattering sound rang out. Thud! A muffled thud, and blood splattered.
Tang San's face was turned to the side, his eyes glazed over. His cheek, which had been perfectly intact just moments before, was now stained with blood.
Just moments ago, he had only felt a slight warmth on his left hand.
Then, Ye Qiu's right hand donned the Frost Gauntlet and struck his uninjured left cheek.
"Hehe."
Ye Qiu's left hand was entangled in Blue Silver Grass, while his right hand remained in a punching stance.
A hint of satisfaction played on his face.
His Sharingan was no joke. Every
move Tang San made was observed.
He could see right through Tang San, completely naked!
"Ugh! Die!" Tang San forced himself to stop, his feet sinking into the ground.
He twisted his body, using the force of Ye Qiu's punch to propel himself forward!
He transferred the force of Ye Qiu's punch to his right hand, the hammer still aimed at Ye Qiu.
Simultaneously, the two spirit rings beneath his feet lit up.
Entanglement, Parasitism!
Blue Silver Grass surged from the ground.
He tightly gripped Ye Qiu's right hand, and Blue Silver Grass sprouted from his body, enveloping him.
Tang San's face revealed a cruel smile, his gaping mouth dripping with blood, like a demon about to devour someone.
"Pfft! You really don't learn your lesson!"
Ye Qiu sneered, and before Tang San's incredulous eyes,
he pierced through his Blue Silver Grass.
Instantly stepping in front of him, he raised his right fist.
He bent his leg, twisted his waist, and loosened his shoulder.
Then, with all his might,
he delivered a straight punch directly to Tang San's face.
The icy, bone-chilling sensation shattered his nose.
Snot, tears, and blood flowed down, a mixture of salty and bitter tastes.
His mind buzzed.
His feet left the ground, and he flew backward.
Blood bloomed in the air, blossoming into crimson flowers.
Whoosh!
"Still not giving up?"
As he flew backward, Tang San didn't forget to use his hidden weapon technique, throwing the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.
Unfortunately, Ye Qiu still managed to dodge it with his divine power.
Tang San's attack speed was too slow, and his understanding of Ye Qiu was still stuck in his days at Notting Academy.
Ye Qiu, on the other hand, was different; he had a thorough understanding of the current Tang San.
With his intentions on the side of the unsuspecting,
who else could possibly lose?
*Bang!*
The Clear Sky Hammer smashed a crater the size of a washbasin behind Ye Qiu.
Tang San also crashed to the ground not far away.
His head tilted slightly back, a hint of madness in his eyes.
"What kind of soul skill is this! Impossible! It's impossible that I couldn't hit it! This is impossible..."
Tang San muttered incoherently, struggling to get up.
Ye Qiu walked forward unhurriedly.
From the beginning until now, it had only taken five punches, and Tang San was already bleeding profusely from his head.
Tang San knelt on the ground, slowly rising, his face covered in blood, which slid down his chin.
In contrast, Ye Qiu, dressed in a white and silver-trimmed outfit, was spotless, without a single drop of blood.
"There's no way you can miss! Die!"
His hands, resting on the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night, blurred into a blur as he relentlessly hurled
hidden weapons at Ye Qiu. Ye Qiu walked slowly, watching his throwing technique.
Then he slowly began to run, his speed increasing as
he charged towards Tang San.
Bathed in hundreds upon hundreds of hidden weapons, he neither dodged nor evaded; none of them touched him.
He quickly reached Tang San.
With a light tap of his toes, he instantly appeared beside Tang San, aiming for the back of his collar.
"Tch!" Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood-tinged saliva, quickly straightening up and retreating.
At the same time, slightly hunching over, a thicker arrow shot towards Ye Qiu's face from the back of his collar.
A crossbow with a floral pattern!
Swish!
Unfortunately, it passed right through without a doubt.
Ye Qiu continued his advance, his brows suddenly furrowing.
Under the insight of his Sharingan, Tang San's technique for throwing hidden weapons had changed slightly.
Tang San, with a grim face, mechanically threw his hidden weapons—several poisoned darts.
The money dart grazed Ye Qiu's body, and he was already standing in front of Tang San.
His crimson eyes reflected a disheveled figure, his face covered in blood.
"Finished throwing?" Ye Qiu stood before him, his voice calm.
"Finished." Fear had vanished from Tang San's eyes; he was completely focused on using his Purple Demon Eye, guarding against Ye Qiu's illusion.
*Mysterious Jade Hand!
* A punch came at Ye Qiu, utterly lacking in skill.
Ye Qiu dodged to the side, causing the attack to miss.
Ice condensed in his hand, ready to strike Tang San.
Tang San ignored it, seemingly willing to trade injury for injury, and also threw a punch at Ye Qiu.
But his speed was no match for Ye Qiu's.
"Xiao Qiu! Be careful!"
"Ye Qiu!"
Behind him, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing cried out in alarm.
Tang San finally stopped hiding his true feelings, revealing a slightly manic smile.
"Haha...too late!"
*Whoosh!
* Bat Wing Reincarnation!
The darts Tang San had just thrown arced through the air, heading straight for Ye Qiu's back as soon as he finished speaking.
*Swoosh!*
"Cough cough!"
A few drops of black blood appeared on the ground.
Ye Qiu's smile remained unchanged.
Several darts were embedded in Tang San's shoulder, and his whole body trembled slightly.
"How could you... Ah, pfft!"
Ye Qiu didn't give him a chance to speak. Gloves reappeared on his fist, and he punched Tang San in the stomach. Tang San's
feet left the ground, and when he landed again, he knelt directly on the ground.
"What a pity! Still a little short."
Ye Qiu chuckled. He had already noticed something was wrong with Tang San.
Ye Qiu was somewhat familiar with his underhanded tactics.
Bat Wing Reincarnation!
That one technique was what led him to become the Shrek Academy champion!
Tang San knelt on the ground,
clutching his stomach, blood dripping from his mouth, his lips bitter, almost vomiting bile.
He gasped for breath, unable to speak, and had no strength left to fight.
Ye Qiu stopped abruptly,
not continuing the beating. He didn't
want to delay Tang San's help with Oscar's soul hunt!
If his son didn't go, his father wouldn't come either, and his show wouldn't go well!
The injuries Ye Qiu had inflicted were just superficial, and the poison was his own; he should recover quickly.
It wouldn't delay their journey.
"Xiao Qiu! Are you alright?" Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing ran towards him.
"Don't worry, I'm fine!"
Ye Qiu went to meet them, holding one in each hand.
"Ye Qiu, did Rongrong go to your room?"
Zhu Zhuqing blushed, mimicking Xiao Wu's gesture, hugging Ye Qiu's arm.
She was a little nervous.
"Definitely, you smell like Rongrong."
Xiao Wu sniffed Ye Qiu, rolling her eyes at him.
"Uh, let's go find Rongrong for breakfast first!"
Ye Qiu chuckled awkwardly.
Though he wasn't the same person he used to be, he still blushed.
Zhu Zhuqing gave him a very different feeling—fierce!
"Alright!" Xiao Wu also noticed Ye Qiu's change, frowning as she looked at the ominous sign on Zhu Zhuqing's body.
She sighed helplessly.
"Mm!" Zhu Zhuqing nodded, her body swaying
slightly. Not only her, Ye Qiu's face also felt hotter.
The three of them completely ignored Tang San, who was still crawling on the ground, without even a second glance.
They stepped over the fallen carrots and slowly walked away.
"Xiao Qiu~ Buy me some carrots!" Xiao Wu's crimson eyes were gentle as she shook Ye Qiu's arm, pleading sweetly.
She was indeed a little hungry.
But she only wanted Ye Qiu's carrots.
"Okay! If we go shopping today, I'll stock up for you!"
"Thank you, Xiao Qiu, *kiss*"
Xiao Wu happily kissed Ye Qiu on the cheek, her eyes forming crescent moons.
She preferred Xiao Qiu's taste to carrots.
"Xiao Wu!"
Tang San, like a defeated dog, lay crawling on the ground, his head covered in blood.
He looked up and watched Xiao Wu walk away slowly beside Ye Qiu.
His heart was bleeding!
"Ah! Ye Qiu! Wait, I'll kill you!"
His eyes were bloodshot, veins bulging on his forehead, and blood seeped from the wounds on his face again.
His hands gripped the grass tightly.
"You just wait!"
His Tang Clan's methods were far more than this; his eyes gleamed with bloodlust.
...
The three arrived at Ye Qiu's residence and entered.
"Ye Qiu, where have you been!"
Ning Rongrong had only just woken up, rubbing her eyes as she sat up, forgetting to pull the covers up.
"Ye Qiu, what did you and Rongrong do? Why isn't she dressed?" Zhu Zhuqing asked Ye Qiu, blushing deeply.
"Ahem...we...we didn't do anything! Just like that day with you."
Ye Qiu coughed twice, explaining while holding Zhu Zhuqing's hand.
Hearing his words, Zhu Zhuqing's face turned even redder.
She had made a huge sacrifice that day!
"Rongrong! Why are you wearing such a transparent dress?" Xiao Wu, that mischievous rabbit, had already stepped forward and was speaking to her conscience.
"Ah! Xiao Wu, Zhu Qing... you... why are you here!"
Ning Rongrong exclaimed in surprise, quickly grabbed the blanket, and snuggled back into bed, her whole head turning red.
"Hmph! We woke up and didn't see you, so of course we came here to catch you cheating! Ouch! Xiao Qiu~" Xiao
Wu covered her head, looking at Ye Qiu with teary eyes as he gave her a flick on the forehead.
"Why are you saying such harsh things?" Ye Qiu helplessly rubbed her head.
"That's right... I belong to Ye Qiu!"
Ning Rongrong echoed, clutching the blanket tightly, but her smile suddenly froze as she looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was wrinkling her nose beside her.
"I think Xiao Wu is absolutely right!" Zhu Zhuqing's cold voice rang out, picking up a blue and white striped garment in her hand.
Her gaze towards Ning Rongrong was somewhat displeased.
This girl was even more outrageous than herself.
"By the way, did this get damp from being left on the ground?"
Zhu Zhuqing rolled her eyes, looking at Ning Rongrong with a mocking expression.
"This, this... Ah!!" Ning Rongrong stammered, unable to speak, and overwhelmed with embarrassment, she screamed and buried herself in the blanket.
"Rongrong, Rongrong, did you take off all your gear?" Xiao Wu also looked at Ye Qiu curiously.
"What are you doing?" Zhu Zhuqing also looked at Ye Qiu.
"Ah! No, don't tell!" Ning Rongrong's anxious voice came from under the covers.
"Hehe. Well, it's nothing! The weather was indeed a bit damp last night. Aha!"
Ye Qiu scratched his head and chuckled awkwardly.
He really couldn't tell the two of them, otherwise Ning Rongrong would kill him.
Zhu Zhuqing just glanced at him indifferently.
She wanted to throw what she was holding to Ye Qiu, but her face turned red, and she threw it back on the ground.
Xiao Wu also stuck out her tongue at Ye Qiu and made a face.
Ye Qiu smiled awkwardly and called out to the bundle of blankets.
"Rongrong! Come out quickly."
"Okay, wait for me!"
Soon, the bundle of blankets wriggled a few times, and Ning Rongrong poked her head out again.
She had changed into normal clothes.
...
Not long after, the group went to Shrek Academy's cafeteria together.
Zhu Zhuqing and Xiao Wu hugged Ye Qiu.
Ning Rongrong, her face flushed and head slightly lowered, followed beside him.
She was likely to be too ashamed to lift her head for a while.
Dai Mubai, still angry, decided to avoid the situation and took the chubby boy out to eat.
Oscar, on the other hand, was mostly cultivating.
So, this time, there was no one else in the cafeteria.
Breakfast was spent feeding each other!
Dong! Dong!
A loud bell rang.
This was the sound of Shrek Academy students assembling for class.
"Why is class starting so soon?"
Xiao Wu asked, biting her chopsticks, somewhat unhappy.
"Don't worry, at least I'll be with you for a while!"
"That's good!" Ning Rongrong wiped her mouth, looking at Ye Qiu happily.
Zhu Zhuqing also had a hint of joy in her eyes.
Although she wanted to become stronger, it didn't seem to conflict with spending time with Ye Qiu.
"Alright! Let's go!" Ye Qiu smiled . Assembling
at this time meant Oscar must have already broken through.
He placed the utensils in the designated area.
Ye Qiu led the three girls to the training ground. (End of Chapter)