Dugu Bo couldnât help staring blankly as he saw the suddenly blossoming radiance in Tang Sanâs eyes,
âLittle freak, donât be feverish. Didnât you understand what I just said? Those spirit bones arenât for you to dream of.â
Tang San didnât speak, what is called âtake what you hear to be false, only believe it when you see itâ. Raising his right hand, faint blue light bubbled out of his palm, and under his precise control, only one tiny Blue Silver Grass stretched its way out. That was just one blade of grass, seemingly no different than wild blue silver grass. The appearance of the spirit, naturally also meant the spirit rings appeared.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black. Four spirit rings hovered quietly. The yellow rings of light were bright and spirited, the purple spirit ring noble and threatening, but that black spirit ring was just like a bottomless abyss, brimming with terrifying charm.
âYouâŠâŠâ
Dugu Bo shot to his feet, his gaze going through myriad changes in an instant as he looked at Tang San, a strict imposing manner abruptly burst out of him, pressing in on Tang San from all directions.
Under the effect of the external pressure, Tang Sanâs four spirit rings brightened. Only the Blue Silver Grass in his palm still swayed softly.
âNo, this is impossible.â
Dugu Bo rubbed his eyes hard, shaking his head again, carefully staring at that black spirit ring over Tang San.
Tang San smiled slightly, saying:
âDid you forget? Turning the impossible into possible is what Iâm best at. Do you think I can match Spirit Hallâs people now?â
Dugu Bo drew a deep breath, slowly suppressing his shock, saying something Tang San hadnât expected,
âGive up on this tournament. With your age, you can still participate next time. At that time, there shouldnât be anybody who could oppose your team.â
âWhy?â
Tang San stared wide-eyed.
Dugu Bo lowered his voice:
âIf your strength was still like before, or perhaps if your fourth spirit ring was only on the thousand year level, then I wouldnât be worried. But this is different. Your fourth spirit ring reaching the ten thousand year level will bring you endless troubles. Do you think Spirit Hall wouldnât take note of you? If you were Spirit Hall and encountered a genius like this, what would you do? There are only two options. Subdue or destroy. If my guess is correct, then right now your information is at least laid out on a platinum bishopâs desk. Spirit Hall wouldnât try to act behind your back, they would completely exploit this tournament, arranging for you to have an âaccidentâ on stage in a just and honorable match. To Spirit Hall, the rules of the tournament is only a game to toy with.â
Tang San smiled wryly:
âSo youâre saying you still arenât optimistic about me?â
Dugu Bo looked deeply at him,
âThere are three people in Spirit Hallâs so-called Golden Generation. I donât know their specifics, and I also donât know what their spirits and spirit abilities are. But I can tell you one thing: among these three, the one with the lowest spirit power is fifty first rank, and the other two are fifty second rank. Theyâre all only twenty three or twenty four years old. As they broke through the fiftieth rank and obtained their fifth spirit rings, the Supreme Pontiff personally awarded them Spirit Hallâs Purple Record Medal, and they also set Spirit hallâs record. And of the others forming their team this time, nobody has less than forty fifth ranked spirit power. This is all I know.â
Even though Tang San had always known Spirit Hall was formidable, it was only now that he understood just how frightening.
Fiftieth rank, even three at fiftieth rankâŠâŠ And the rest were all over forty fifth rank. What did this signify?
Even though Tang San had absolute confidence in himself, now he saw a chasm that really was difficult to bridge. The lowest members on the other side were higher ranked than his sideâs highest ranked. Could they really prevail over opponents like these?
Seeing Tang Sanâs alarmed expression, Dugu Bo sighed, saying:
âAt your age, your current level is even more frightening than theirs, let alone when you still have the external spirit bone. Donât think too much about it, there will be chances. As long as you donât waste time, there will be a day when you surpass them.â
Tang San suddenly smiled. Perhaps it was because of Dugu Boâs pointer undoing his issues, but right now his mind was incomparably incisive.
âOld freak. Didnât you say it just now? As a Spirit Master, confidence is vital. If I really avoided a confrontation now, the blow to my confidence would be unimaginable. So what if we lose? Even if we canât defeat them, donât tell me we canât defend ourselves? Only all out battle can show the gap between both sides. I wonât give up.â
Looking at Tang San, something unconsciously crept into Dugu Boâs eyes,
âForget about it, I donât care about you. Just do as you wish. Iâll leave first. After returning from so far away, I still havenât had a meal. Iâll go scavenge.â
Finished speaking, jade light flashed, and Dugu Boâs lofty silhouette was already gone.
A warm feeling spread. Dugu Bo had just returned but came to see him first, that wasnât for the sake of those Cluster Soul Chasing Life Taking Balls, but out of concern for him. By now there was nothing left of the initial intense vigilance.
Even though their ages differed by multiples, Tang San still sensed a feeling similar to Grandmaster from Dugu Bo, even so much that there was something of camaraderie, spanning the difference in years.
With Dugu Bo gone, the first thing Tang San did wasnât to cultivate, nor was it to reflect, but to sleep.
Two days and two nights without rest had long ago already overtaxed his mind. Without sufficient rest, how could he start to test his vision? Therefore, he didnât hesitate to choose to rest, and moreover very quickly entered dreamland.
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The dazzling platinum bishopâs office, an expansive room with an area surpassing two hundred square meters, arranged with all kinds of precious toys.
Salas sat behind a massive, somewhat exaggeratedly gorgeous desk. In front of him was a file, a file transferred from Nuoding City.
It had to be said that Spirit Hall was incredibly efficient. In just a month they had found this kind of needle in a haystack document by searching the records the Spirit Halls in each town.
It was already the seventh time Salas had read this document, but in his heart he still didnât dare believe what he was looking at was real.
The documents in front of him was a Spirit Master profile, for a Spirit Master named: Tang San.
The profile was very detailed. From the first time Tang San registered at Spirit Hall, confirming his status as Spirit Master, to each time he drew the Spirit Master stipend and each title upgrade after obtaining a spirit ring. All the details were there.
What kind of spirit rings he obtained, what rank spirit power, this wasnât what had made Salas read it seven times. The reason why he repeatedly looked it over was actually only one number, a number representing age.
Fourteen, only fourteen years old. Still several months away from fifteen. Spirit Ancestor over fortieth rank. Spirit Ancestor at fourteen. Still with a fourth spirit ring at the ten thousand year level.
Clapping a hand to his forehead, Salas really didnât want to believe it was true.
Standing, Salas walked over to a bookcase behind the desk, raising a hand to pull out a thick book. With a burst of mechanical sounds, the bookcase slowly moved to the side, exposing the wall.
On the wall was a square metal plate, emitting faint spirit power fluctuations. Clearly, this metal plate was a spirit tool. Pressing his right hand to it, immediately, a layer of faint red light emitted from the metal plate, instantly covering Salasâ palm.
With another burst of mechanical sounds, the square plate fell inwards, exposing a square space. The space wasnât large, only one square chi[1], with a pile of documents inside.
Salas simply rummaged through and pulled out a file marked with the words âTop Secretâ.
There were only three sheets of paper inside the file, with three profiles. Salas quickly looked them over, and very soon found what he was looking for.
âFifteen, sixteen, sixteen, the youngest of those three was still fifteen when reaching fortieth rank spirit power.â
Abruptly closing the file, Salas quickly closed the hidden space with a peng sound. Returning to his desk with big strides, he once again picked up Tang Sanâs data, looking at that number for the eighth time.
âStill one year earlier than the Golden Generation. Blue Silver Grass, trash spirit? Truly interesting. Itâs fortunate he only has Blue Silver Grass. But this Tang Sanâs spirit power growth rate is a bit too fast. Full innate spirit power Blue Silver Grass. It seems it should be a variation.â
Salas clearly hadnât been influenced by emperor Xue Yeâs unyielding attitude earlier today. Picking up a pen, he very quickly wrote a letter. On the envelope was written âTop secret, for the Supreme Pontiffâ.
âŠâŠ
Nightfall, a slender silhouette quietly entered the forest behind Shrek Academy, quickly moving along a familiar path, carrying a wooden case.
Her pace was very fast, each time her legs hit the ground she would be propelled at least five meters. In just a moment, she had already reached the log cabin in the woods.
Body shooting up, quietly crossing the fence, in just two leaps she stood in front of the log cabinâs door.
Quietly moving into the log cabin, before she had time to even move, a strand of durable Blue Silver Grass had already quietly twisted around her long legs. A cold voice echoed from within the darkness,
âWho?â
âGe, itâs me.â
Along with the sweet voice rising, Blue Silver Grass quietly withdrew, and Tang San lit an oil lamp in the cabin.
Part 2 (TL by Bagelson)
The arrival was Xiao Wu. She placed the lunch box she carried on the table and looked somewhat worriedly at Tang San, but didnât ask anything.
Even though nobody else knew Tang Sanâs condition in these two days, she had brought food to him every day, and the corners of her eyes revealed her concern.
After asking Grandmaster several times, Grandmaster had only told her that Tang San would have to sort out his problems on his own.
Even Grandmaster hadnât expected Tang San to be in even more danger than he had expected.
Under the lamplight, Xiao Wuâs charming countenance seemed even more beautiful, a pair of black big eyes, long scorpion braid, and still those somewhat exaggeratedly long legs. Even though she only wore the simple school uniform, the air around her was still pervaded with a fresh and clean air.
âGe, eat something first.â
Xiao Wu opened the lunch box, taking out the dishes inside one by one, four dishes and one soup, as well as several steamed buns. Extremely sumptuous, and right now still piping hot.
This was also an important reason why Xiao Wu had rushed over, she was afraid the food would go cold.
Rubbing Xiao Wuâs head, Tang San pulled out a chair and, without any trace of politeness, quickly ate in big bites. He had gone two days without tasting what he ate, and now that his issues had been resolved, his appetite naturally returned. He swept clean the dishes in front of him like wind scattering clouds.
Watching Tang San eating heartily, Xiao Wu first looked distracted a moment, then very quickly had a somewhat smiling expression. The two had been together for so many years, how couldnât she spot the changes in Tang Sanâs mood? Seeing that Tang San had already passed the danger zone, Xiao Wuâs taut heartstrings relaxed automatically.
âGe, Iâll tell you something good. My spirit power is already thirty ninth rank.â
Tang San somewhat astonished raised his head. While chewing a mouthful of food, he said with delighted surprise:
âSo quickly, then perhaps by the finals youâll also have broken through to the fortieth rank. Even if you havenât, just breaking through one rank of spirit power will boost strength somewhat.â
Xiao Wu smiled and shook her head, saying:
âFortieth rank might be impossible in time for this tournament. Thatâs after all a bottleneck to break through. But it shouldnât be too far away. Iâll try as hard as I can, so you have to try hard too! That match couldnât be blamed on you. After all, our cooperation with Tai Long and the others really was a bit lacking. Once we reach the finals, our Shrek Seven Devils can go up together. The result will definitely be different then. All of us will support you. Everyoneâs been together for so long, experienced so much, the final champions will definitely be us.â
In a short while of work, Tang San had swept the plates clean. When he smiling looked at Xiao Wu quietly clear the bowls and chopsticks, for some reason he unexpectedly didnât feel like thinking about cultivating.
âGe, we havenât exchanged pointers in quite a while. You rest a bit first, then how about we compare notes later? No spirit abilities and hidden weapons.â
Seeing Xiao Wuâs as if smiling without smiling appearance, Tang San said:
âArenât you looking to bully me? Truly well said. Only, even without spirit abilities, right now you still might not beat me.â
If it was without using spirit abilities and hidden weapons, before when Tang San and Xiao Wu exchanged pointers he would frequently be beaten by her. Her flawless Soft Skill really was too overbearing.
If caught, let alone equal level, even opponents one level higher than her wouldnât stand a chance. In terms of physical fighting capability, among the Shrek Seven Devils, Xiao Wu absolutely wasnât inferior to Tang San, even above Dai Mubai.
Xiao Wu pouted, saying:
âNo way. My Soft Skill has improved again recently. We havenât had this kind of physical fight in more than half a year?â
Tang San nodded, saying:
âMore or less. In this half year everyoneâs been constantly drilling tactics.â
The advantages of Xiao Wuâs Soft Skill were clear, and the flaws were equally clear.
That was the need to get close, and when confronting some formidable Spirit Masters, once spirit abilities were released, getting close would be extremely difficult. Even when teleporting.
Like against Huo Wuâs Defying Flame Ring that could push away the opponent at any time, Xiao Wuâs Soft Skill would naturally be unable to show effect.
Tang San and Xiao Wu had also once carefully researched this bit, but so far they hadnât found a perfect solution. Even though they could resolve it by cooperating, Xiao Wuâs lone combat capability still couldnât effectively improve.
âCome, weâll try it now. Let me see to what degree your close combat ability has reached.â
Tang San smiling said to Xiao Wu. He wasnât an ordinary person, and even though he had just eaten a lot, it still wouldnât influence a bit of exercise.
The two went outside, facing each other under light of the the seemingly smiling moon.
âGe, then Iâll start.â
âCome.â
Tang San smiling crooked a finger at Xiao Wu.
Everyoneâs strength had improved, and Tang Sanâs Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track had gradually reached a degree of perfection along with the progress of his Mysterious Heaven Skill. Even though Xiao Wuâs close combat ability was very strong, as long as he didnât let her get close enough to use force, what was the use of even more power? Therefore, Tang San basically didnât believe he could lose.
Xiao Wu moved. She really was very fast, before he even saw her legs bend, she had already appeared in front of Tang San in a flash. The long scorpion braid behind her whipped out, covering a large area, and she simultaneously stretched out her hands, hugging towards Tang Sanâs neck.
Tang San swiftly took three steps, his body flickering successively as if illusory, his upper body simultaneously bending backwards, extremely ingeniously breaking out of Xiao Wuâs attack range. He didnât attack, but swiftly retreated using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
Xiao Wu naturally wouldnât leave it at that. Upper body suddenly leaning over, her pace swiftly accelerating, and with a slight swaying of her upper body, Tang San only felt something blossom before his eyes. In that instant, Xiao Wuâs body seemed to become illusory, as if three of her appeared simultaneously.
If he wasnât exceedingly familiar with Xiao Wuâs spirit abilities, Tang San would have believed she had used her abilities. But reason told him that it wasnât any kind of spirit ability. The reason why three silhouettes suddenly appeared was her speed.
At the same time as the three silhouettes emerged, Xiao Wuâs speed had reached a terrifying degree. Even though it couldnât compare to teleport, she had pulled close the distance to Tang San in just a split second, three silhouettes, two empty and one real, surrounded Tang San all at once.
The scorpion braid whipped out once again.
âSo fast!â
Tang San gasped in admiration, but his feet didnât pause. If Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track could be broken so easily, then it wouldnât be Tan Sectâs secret lore. As a support skill for hidden weapons, lightness skill had always been extremely important at Tang Sect.
Seeing Tang Sanâs body also becoming illusory, truly like a shadow flickering several times, he was obviously escaping to the left, but in fact his body had already moved to the right. Xiao Wu, determined to win, still only pounced at empty air.
Pausing, Xiao Wu fuming looked at Tang San,
âWhat are you doing running away so quickly, Iâm not going to eat you.â
Tang San grinned, saying:
âWhatâs wrong in running when I canât win? If you have the skill, catch me.â
Xiao Wu snorted,
âThen Iâll use my true strength.â
While speaking, her right hand pulled at her scorpion braid.
âIâm looking forward to it.â
Tang San teased her.
âCome.â
Xiao Wuâs one hand held her braid, upper body swaying once again, she charged directly at Tang San. Just when Tang San prepared the same old trick, once again using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to dodge, Xiao Wu suddenly moved.
The scorpion braid flung out, suddenly coming undone. The originally long braid suddenly became like a black cloud that enveloped Tang San completely. Even though Tang San was fast, all this was really too sudden. He only saw his vision go black, and he subconsciously retreated.
The scorpion braid itself could be called Xiao Wuâs tool to extend her attack distance. When it was a braid, it was more than one meter sixty long, but now that it suddenly opened, the braidâs length abruptly shot up to two meters and change, making Tang San misjudge the distance. Even more importantly, the braid was originally like a whip, and its attack range was after all limited.
But now that the hair dispersed, not only did the area it covered turn from a string to a surface, at the same time it also instantly covered Tang Sanâs field of vision.
Xiao Wu was even faster than Tang San imagined. If Tang San could see the expression in Xiao Wuâs eyes right now, he would definitely see a crafty glint within. In that attack before, she basically hadnât used her speed to its full limit. But now, if Zhu Zhuqing was here, she would definitely discover that Xiao Wuâs speed unexpectedly wasnât inferior to hers, at most Xiao Wu was only a bit less agile than her.
The braid suddenly separated into five parts, separately binding Tang Sanâs neck, arms and legs. Tang Sanâs Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track also only let him dodge the two parts below, his arms and neck tightening simultaneously.
Tang San secretly cursed, both arms immediately turning in reverse to grab and remove Xiao Wuâs braid. Simultaneously he immediately leapt up, just managing to get away from Xiao Wuâs twisting long legs.
Grabbing Xiao Wuâs hair, Tang San suddenly had a strange feeling. That hair had a faint delicate fragrance, supple where he grabbed, slipping out of his hands, and basically couldnât be grabbed firmly. Moreover, the hair had an indistinct tenacity, agile as if it was alive.
Suddenly, the hair wound around Tang Sanâs neck and arms released, slipping through the cracks between his fingers. No matter how much strength Tang San used, he was still unable to hold back the smooth black hair.
Xiao Wuâs lovable laughter also echoed at this time,
âGe, this time I want to see how youâll still run.â
Part 3 (TL by Bagelson)
Right now Tang San had also realized he was in a bad position. In order to avoid Xiao Wuâs long legs, he had already leapt into the air, planning to rely on the hair he had grabbed to change direction. But the hair suddenly slipped through his fingers left him without anything to pull, and he soared straight up into the air.
No matter how miraculous Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, it still needed some place to exert strength. Where could Tang San exert any strength now?
Xiao Wuâs leg lock maneuver was a feint, and at the same time as she withdrew her hair, she already crouched slightly, and in the next moment shot up, chasing after Tang San in midair.
Delicate little hands once again wound around Tang Sanâs neck, and helplessly, Tang San could only pour strength into his arms to block. But were Xiao Wuâs hands so easy to resist? Hands with arms so soft as to being boneless stretched along Tang Sanâs arms, smoothly winding around his neck, her entire body already pasted to him.
Tang San only felt something tighten around his waist as Xiao Wuâs powerful long legs wrapped around him. Whether arms or legs, Xiao Wu gave him a feeling of extreme pliability and toughness, even a bit more durable than his Blue Silver Grass. Most terrifying was that Xiao Wuâs toughness was as slippery as her long hair. The strength Tang San used dissipated immediately with a slight sway of Xiao Wuâs body.
If it was described using Tang Sanâs martial skill in his last life, then the skill Xiao Wu used right now was the most powerful four liang pushing a thousand jin[2]. No matter how you used strength, you would be unable to throw her off. Even Tang Sanâs arms were completely locked up by Xiao Wuâs arms around his neck, and he couldnât attack even if he wanted to.
If he was facing an enemy right now, all Tang San could have done was a headbutt. But how could he want to do that to Xiao Wu, what could be done if Xiao Wu was by some chance injured? Whatâs more, if Xiao Wu really was an enemy, then Waist Bow would have already launched the instant she caught his neck, without giving him any chance to resist.
But Xiao Wu didnât use Waist Bow. The long hair fluttering behind her back, arms tightly wound around Tang Sanâs neck, the two fell from the sky, face to face.
Until they stood firmly on the ground, Tang San still couldnât believe this was real. Looking at Xiao Wu almost within reach, exhaling fragrantly, he couldnât help being speechless.
Tang San was certain he absolutely hadnât been careless. He knew Xiao Wuâs close combat ability, and he had used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track from the start. But finally it had still ended like this. The key was Xiao Wuâs long hair and the changes in her body.
Xiao Wuâs close combat had clearly become even more powerful, but this didnât seem to be something given her by spirit rings. Tang San was very curious as to what she had actually done.
âIâve won.â
Xiao Wu giggling looked at Tang San. Her legs twisted around his waist didnât let go, the two touching so closely they could smell each othersâ breath.
Right now looking at Xiao Wu at such close range, Tang Sanâs gaze froze somewhat. A ball of flame ignited deep in his heart, and his breathing clearly became more ragged.
Xiao Wu very quickly discovered the changes in Tang San, and the smile on her face gradually faded. Staring at him equally fixedly, slowly moving the arms twisted around his, releasing Tang Sanâs arms, but both her hands still embracing his neck, her small butt right now stuck to Tang Sanâs abdomen. Her breathing also started to become equally rough, and she could even hear her own heart beat faster.
Tang Sanâs hands subconsciously embraced Xiao Wuâs slender waist, pulling her closer. Xiao Wuâs arms also used strength at the same time. A trace of confusion spread through their hearts simultaneously.
âXiaâââ
The call of a nocturnal bird suddenly smashed the tranquility, clearing Tang Sanâs mind, and he hastily curbed his state of mind.
âSheâs my little sister, what am I doing?â
Subconsciously releasing the hands pulling Xiao Wuâs waist closer, Tang San somewhat panicked grabbed Xiao Wuâs shoulders, tilting his head,
âXiao Wu. How did you do it? Your close combat capability seems to-, seems to have grown a lot stronger.â
All Tang San could do at this moment was to change the subject, only like that could he somewhat ease the embarrassment he felt.
âEnâŠâŠâ
Sensing Tang Sanâs mood cooling, Xiao Wu also gradually calmed. But she still wasnât willing to separate from the contact with Tang San at this point. Even though her legs slipped from Tang Sanâs waist, she still embraced Tang Sanâs neck, her body leaning against his, her head resting on Tang Sanâs shoulder, her face naturally displaying a faint smiling expression.
Tang San wanted to push away Xiao Wu, but also couldnât bear it. Xiao Wu spoke up,
âGe, do you know why my close combat ability grew so much stronger?â
Tang San blankly shook his head. Even though he was intelligent, right now he had somewhat lost the ability to think.
Xiao Wu said:
âI know the flaws of my own abilities, but not long ago I also understood the âsoftâ in Soft Skill. Spirit abilities might not necessarily come from spirit rings. True powers also have a lot of capabilities not inferior to spirit abilities. Just like your Purple Demon Eye mental attack, right? We all have a lot of potential ourselves, and developing one is a kind of spirit ability. A spirit ability created by oneself will have an even deeper understanding than one brought by a spirit ring, and theyâre also even more practical.â
Listening to Xiao Wu, Tang San couldnât help looking distracted a moment. He forgot about pushing away Xiao Wu, immediately sinking into deep thought. Xiao Wuâs words could be described as having opened another door for him. If Dugu Boâs pointer before could be described as having created the thought of a prototype for his future abilities, then Xiao Wuâs words erased the vagueness before his eyes, making everything become clear.
Xiao Wu leaned against Tang Sanâs shoulder,
âAlso, when we use spirit abilities we can also be more meticulous, coordinating our own spirit abilities, and coordinating with our companionsâ spirit abilities. Even if it isnât a spirit fusion ability, the effect should still be even more powerful than adding one plus one to make two.â
Tang San astonished said:
âWhen did your insight become so penetrating, this is also what Iâve wanted to tell everyone. The coordination of our spirit abilities can still improve, especially the coordination of our own spirit abilities. Like your three spirit abilities right now, I think the best way of coordinating them is Demon Confusion, Teleport, Waist Bow. Using Demon Confusion to deadlock the opponent, teleport to instantly get close, then erupting with the strength of Waist Bow. That way it can doubtless show its greatest fighting strength. As long as the opponent is a little bit careless, they wonât have the power to resist further.â
Release the hands encircling Tang San, Xiao Wu took the initiative to separate from his wide chest, smiling at Tang San under the moonlight:
âSince youâve already figured it out, then Iâm at ease. Ge, I believe you will definitely be the most capable Spirit Master. I wonât disturb you, Iâm leaving first.â
Finished speaking, she walked into the log cabin, collecting the lunch box and prepared to leave.
âWait a moment.â
Tang San stopped Xiao Wu, reaching behind her in a few steps, cautiously pulling up the long hair already trailing on the ground.
âIâll help you comb your hair, you can leave afterwards.â
A blush bloomed on Xiao Wuâs cheeks. Stretching back her hand and handing over a comb, she softly lowered her head.
The two meter long hair was so supple it originally didnât need any great effort to comb, but Tang San spent a full hour. Compared to last time, the braid he made this time was a lot better. In that peace and warm fragrance, his heart suddenly became incomparably penetrating.
Once Xiao Wu left, Tang San didnât return to the log cabin, but rather walked into the woods, slowly roaming the forest with the log cabin as the center, walking without pause. If one observed carefully, one could discover that his pace was unusually measured, the distance of each step practically exactly the same.
Even more peculiarly, Tang San always had his eyes closed. Walking without using his eyes to see, he still didnât bump into any trees, using the best path to unhurriedly advance.
Faint white light began to gradually appear over his body. In the places he passed, the exuberant blue silver grass on the ground would subsequently sway rhythmically.
Tang San walked just like this a whole night. After the night, as he returned to meditate in the log cabin, the blue silver grass in the forest seemed to have become more lush than before.
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One monthâs time isnât particularly long, but this one month couldnât be called relaxed for the Shrek Seven Devils. Tang San only spent ten days in seclusion in the log cabin, returning to his companions after the ten days to accept Grandmasterâs hell training alongside them.
The training Grandmaster gave them wasnât the same as before. According to what Grandmaster told them, this timeâs training was called the potential stimulating plan.
How was potential stimulated? Grandmaster explained it very simply, the greater the pressure, the greater the propulsion, the easier it would be to stimulate their potential.
Therefore, this potential stimulation plan consisted of constant battle. The Shrek Seven Devils didnât confront a lot of opponents. Only one. Slaughtering corner, Liu Erlong.
Liu Erlongâs spirit power wasnât the strongest in the Academy. Compared to Zhao Wuji and Flender she was roughly a bit lower.
But in terms of combat ability, neither Zhao Wuji or Flender would dare confront her. Her attack methods consisted completely of that kind of berserk oppression, as frantic as an erupting volcano. She basically wouldnât give her opponents any chance to catch their breath.
Before Tang San emerged from the log cabin, Dai Mubai and the others would every day learn the intricacies of masochism under Liu Erlongâs torrential attacks, but after Tang Sanâs return, this situation changed. Even though they were still beaten, it wasnât as unsightly.
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âSeven as one.â
Tang San shouted loudly, swiftly retreating.
Right now he was already completely unable to breathe. An enormous flame in the shape of a giant dragon hiding the sky and covering the earth rushed out. Even though he was immune to fire, the tremendous force of impact contained within that flame wasnât something he had the ability to withstand.