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"Tch, Third Brother is still pretending to be weak."
Outside the Soul Fighting Arena, Xiao Wu curled her lips and spoke with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"What!? How is that possible?"
Hearing Xiao Wu's words, Qin Ming could no longer keep his composure and cried out.
He was already reeling from Tang San's performance; now Xiao Wu was telling him that Tang San hadn't even used his strongest methods?
Qin Ming admitted that Tang San was indeed all-around: he was fast, and he could seize Dugu Yan by the neck and lift her up.
That Blue Silver armor's defensive power seemed decent as well.
If Tang San used the Blue Silver Grass to bind Dugu Yan, he would have both control and damage output. Even if his raw damage wasn't enough, he could just carry a blade. Yet, despite such a powerful display, Xiao Wu claimed Tang San was still hiding his true strength?
This was simply too hard to believe.
Unless... Tang San hadn't even used his third soul skill? Could it really be true?
Qin Ming gave Tang San a long, deep look, then turned his gaze toward Xiao Wu and Xiao Lin. If Xiao Wu and Tang San were already this formidable, just how terrifying would the leader of the trio, Xiao Lin, be?
In reality, Qin Ming's guess was mostly correct.
Aside from not using his third soul skill and his Soul Tool hidden weapons, Tang San had essentially exerted his full effort.
The reason the Blue Silver armor hadn't been rapidly corroded—aside from its powerful regeneration—was more importantly because it was formed from Tang San's own Martial Soul.
This was the "super leek-type" Blue Silver Grass that had been repeatedly destroyed and regenerated by Xiao Lin for six years.
Its strength and toughness were entirely comparable to a whip-type Tool Martial Soul. This specialized Blue Silver Grass was the fundamental reason Tang San could ignore Dugu Yan's toxic corrosion.
"Tang San is the winner of this match. Yu Feng, clear the field first."
Qin Ming frowned deeply, feeling that this competition was becoming a bit of a slap to his own face.
If even Yu Tianheng lost, wouldn't it make him look inferior to three students who trained themselves? What would be the point of having an elite teacher like him?
Qin Ming made a silent resolution: he would ensure Yu Tianheng used his full strength in the next match. As for whether Yu Tianheng's fourth soul skill would be exposed, Qin Ming decided he would have other students stand guard outside to ensure no one else entered.
On the arena, Tang San felt a bit embarrassed knowing the field needed clearing. Since the stage was covered in lush, vibrant Blue Silver Grass, Tang San decided to use his third soul skill.
"Third Soul Skill: Soul Gathering Art."
With a flash of purple light, the soul power and vitality within the Blue Silver Grass across the arena were sucked back into Tang San. Moments later, only withered, lifeless blades of grass remained, making it easy for Yu Feng to clear them away.
This maneuver directly stunned everyone present.
So Tang San can even recover soul power?
Could he forcibly steal soul power from an enemy?
This kind of terrifying soul skill would definitely earn an 'S' rating on any Martial Soul Data Panel. Even if Dugu Yan were to fight him again, everyone felt that Tang San would be the guaranteed winner—a 100% victory rate.
Looking at Tang San's face—which was already energetic but now looked even more revitalized—Qin Ming couldn't help but curse inwardly: Monsters.
Director Zhi Lin's heart was bleeding with regret.
What a high-potential plant-type junior! No wonder he wouldn't take me as his master; he has his own unique insights and powerful soul skills.
Once the arena was cleared, Qin Ming arranged for other students to block the entrance to prevent anyone from seeing and exposing Yu Tianheng's fourth soul skill.
Now, the only people remaining were Xiao Lin's trio, the Three Board of Education, Qin Ming, Yu Tianheng, and the young lady Ning Rongrong. At this moment, Ning Rongrong looked at Xiao Lin's group with eyes sparkling.
So strong... are these people really the same age as me?
If I introduced them to my Sect... Ning Rongrong was already beginning to look forward to the strength of the trio's leader, Xiao Lin.
He couldn't possibly defeat Yu Tianheng too, right!
As Xiao Lin and Yu Tianheng stepped onto the Soul Fighting Arena, the few onlookers focused their entire attention on them.
"Finally, I get to see Brother Lin's true strength!"
Xiao Wu shouted with a hint of excitement, causing Qin Ming and the others to tense up.
Even monsters like Xiao Wu and Tang San didn't know Xiao Lin's true strength?
"Yu Tianheng, Martial Soul: Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Rank 44 Soul Ancestor, Power Attack System Battle Soul Master!"
As Yu Tianheng proudly announced his Martial Soul and soul power rank on the arena, Xiao Lin frowned slightly.
What's going on? Why is everyone stronger? Could it be that these people all absorbed soul rings beyond their limits, pushing their ranks up? Was the soul power this high in the original timeline?
Xiao Lin's thoughts raced, but he quickly announced his own Martial Soul and rank.
"Xiao Lin, Martial Soul: Horned Dragon Staff, Rank 39 Soul Elder, Power Attack System Battle Soul Master."
Once Xiao Lin reported his rank, Qin Ming immediately declared the start of the match.
"Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, strike!"
As Yu Tianheng underwent Martial Soul Possession, a dazzling cluster of blue lightning instantly ignited at the center of his brow.
Following that, countless bolts of blue-purple lightning began to snake around his body. However, unlike other Beast Martial Soul masters, Yu Tianheng's transformation was minimal.
No dragon scales appeared across his body; instead, the phantom of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon condensed entirely, causing his right arm to undergo a complete Dragon Transformation.
Accompanied by a dragon's roar and the booming of thunder, Yu Tianheng's right arm expanded rapidly, becoming thick and muscular as it transformed into a blue-purple dragon claw, instantly reducing his sleeve to ashes.
Lightning flickered across the dragon scales on his claw, and the palm, now significantly enlarged, looked terrifying. Even an average Defense System Soul Master would not fare well if struck by Yu Tianheng's claw.
"Interesting. This can be considered a partial form of a Martial Soul Avatar."
Xiao Lin smiled faintly, his interest piqued.
It was a pity that while others had to train laboriously for this Dragon Transformation secret technique, Xiao Lin didn't need to practice at all to possess a Tool Soul Avatar Physique.
"To show my respect for you, I'll..."
"Use a little bit of my strength!"
As Xiao Lin's voice fell, he directly withdrew a steel rod the size of a police baton from his storage Soul Tool.
"Xiao Lin, what is the meaning of this?"
Yu Tianheng's eyes glowed with blue light, his heart ignited with rage by Xiao Lin's actions.
If Xiao Lin didn't provide a suitable reason, he would definitely make sure Xiao Lin spent a month in a hospital bed. It wasn't just Yu Tianheng; even Qin Ming and the Three Board of Education felt Xiao Lin had gone too far.
Ning Rongrong was simply stunned—was Xiao Lin really this arrogant?
Having grown accustomed to being proven wrong, Ning Rongrong peeked at Tang San and Xiao Wu, only to find them wearing expressions of shock.
Did Tang San and Xiao Wu also think Xiao Lin was being excessive?
"Brother Lin is being way too cautious; he's actually bringing out a Soul Tool."
Xiao Wu's words slightly calmed the hearts of those present.
So that's it—fusing his Martial Soul with a rod-shaped Soul Tool to attack. Thinking this, Qin Ming felt that Xiao Lin was actually showing great respect for Yu Tianheng's power. Yu Tianheng also felt his anger subside, becoming serious once more.
"Don't misunderstand. The reason I'm using this Soul Tool is simply because I feel that to deal with you, I don't need to use the Horned Dragon Staff. I'm not the type of person who uses full strength even when a lion hunts a rabbit."
Xiao Lin smiled, his brow relaxing into an expression of helplessness.
It was as if he were saying Yu Tianheng was too weak for him to bother using his real strength.
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