Ye Hantian, on the other hand, stopped again at the door when it was time to leave.
Something was suddenly wrong with the atmosphere.
"You also lack theory, it should be of some benefit to you."
After saying the next word, Ye Hantian walked away again.
Xiao Wu, who was originally standing at the door with an expressionless face, heard different emotions in his eyes.
She turned around and looked at Ye Hantian's back. After hesitating for a while, she seemed to have made up her mind, opened the door and walked in.
The soul beast transforms. If you want to become stronger quickly, you must avoid detours.
She really needed the theories.
Ye Hantian left, his back looking very lonely.
But for him, it felt very relaxed.
He admitted that some of Yu Xiaogang's theories were indeed helpful for the growth of soul masters.
But that's not what he needs.
In the dark, there seemed to be a will guiding him, allowing him to break through this shackles.
Yu Xiaogang had already accepted Tang San as his disciple. The only difference now was that he had Xiao Wu as his disciple.
After leaving Yu Xiaogang's office, Ye Hantian returned to his own practice rhythm.
Exercise.
Practice swordsmanship.
Cultivation of soul power.
These three points also run through Ye Hantian's entire journey in the Junior Soul Master Academy.
………
time flies.
In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.
College Square, shaded by trees.
After a half-day of leisure, the boy hung his legs and lay quietly on the grass with his back, as if to avoid the scorching sun.
Um?
Swish, the sound of breaking through the air sounded like a flute.
With a bang, a nail was firmly hammered into the tree trunk next to Ye Hantian.
No need to think about who can use this hidden weapon.
Ye Hantian looked back and saw a familiar figure disappearing around the corner.
[At sunset, there is a battle in the old place behind the academy, Tang San. 】
"Are you so eager to get beaten?"
Ye Hantian smiled softly, as if he had expected it.
Turning aside the sun that was setting in the west, he stood up and headed to the cafeteria.
…
Behind the mountain, downstream of the stream.
It is green, with lush grass swaying in the wind, and no trace of trees around.
It happens to be sunset, and the charming glow casts a dark golden color on the flowers and grass, making it as vast and majestic as a prairie.
Two small figures were dragged out by the sunset, a man and a woman, standing so quietly in the middle of the grass.
The pretty girl's face was solemn, her beautiful eyes were looking at the ground, and she was turning the soil with the toes of her shoes. She didn't know what she was thinking.
The boy held his hands and admired the sunset. His calm eyes flashed with excitement from time to time, and he was full of high spirits.
Xiao Wu didn't look at Tang San, lowered her head and said to herself: "That guy defeated Xiao Chenyu last month, are you sure you can defeat him?"
"You'll know after you try it."
Tang San smiled slightly, looking gentle and easy-going, but little did he know that his eyes had already betrayed him.
The fighting look in his eyes clearly showed that he was not just trying.
As if she knew what Tang San was thinking, Xiao Wu opened her mouth several times, and finally swallowed the words that came to her mouth.
She was in the same camp, although she hoped that the arrogant Ye Hantian would be defeated, but for some reason, she preferred Ye Hantian to win.
She knew that Tang San had obtained a hundred-year soul ring and his strength had greatly improved.
But I still feel that Ye Hantian's strength is probably still higher than the two of them.
The two did not continue to communicate.
The rustling sound of wind blowing grass leaves rose and fell in my ears.
After an unknown amount of time, a sharp and stinging feeling suddenly appeared on the skin, and the two of them turned their gazes in the same direction.
Looking from a distance, a figure was walking towards them.
His speed was not fast, but seemed a bit slow to Tang San.
It was this slow step by step that immediately made their hearts tense.
Tang San put down his hand, his expression no longer as confident as before, his slightly narrowed eyes clearly sensing danger.
Although the distance was far away, he could clearly feel a powerful and concentrated soul force approaching.
It even faintly suppressed the flow of soul power in his body.
"It's really scary. If I hadn't practiced Tang Clan Kung Fu, I probably wouldn't have been his opponent."
"But the victory or defeat will not be known until we fight."
The muscles in his hands and feet tightened, and strong strength surged in. Tang San instantly shattered the pressure all over his body.
"Ye Hantian, you said that if I become a soul master, I can challenge you again."
"Now that I have become a first-level soul master, you won't break your promise, right?"
Walking towards Ye Hantian, a bright yellow soul ring appeared on the soles of Tang San's feet.
Following the rhythm of the soul ring, vines emerged from the ground one after another, rolling on the ground like a swimming dragon.
The blue luster was tinged with purple. If it weren't for Tang San's martial spirit, I might not have been able to tell that it was Blue Silver Grass.
Every time Tang San took a step, the ten bluesilver grasses surrounding him also moved forward, as if poisonous snakes were crawling, choosing people to bite.
Feeling the power of Bluesilver Grass, Tang San's face showed an expression of emperor-like transcendent joy.
The last time he lost to Ye Hantian without being able to use his martial soul, he has always been brooding about it.
But today, the situation is completely different.
"No wonder you dare to challenge me. It turns out you have absorbed a century-old soul ring."
"Let me guess, your first soul ring should be more than three hundred years old, and it is most likely a mandala snake, right?"
With a gentle smile on his face, Ye Hantian was confident that he had seen through everything.
"How can this be!"
Exclamations burst out in his heart, and Yu Xiaogang's eyes in the dark were as wide as buffalo's, full of disbelief.
Is there really someone who can identify a soul beast from its soul ring?
No!
This is absolutely impossible!
It is absolutely impossible for such a genius to appear in the soul master world.
Yu Xiaogang's teeth chattered. He originally wanted to see Ye Hantian make a fool of himself, but now he felt inexplicably panicked.
And the most terrifying one is naturally Tang San.
At this moment, all the hairs on his body stood up.
I originally thought that the appearance of my century-old soul ring would shock Ye Hantian.
But who would have thought that he could guess at a glance that the soul ring came from the mandala snake.
If he hadn't known that Ye Hantian had stayed in the academy and never left, he would have even suspected that he had also gone to the Soul Hunting Forest.
What a terrible guy~
The panic in his eyes disappeared in an instant, and Tang San nodded unwillingly, "Yes, this is indeed a mandala snake, and it is nearly four hundred years old."
"Since you can see it, you should also know how much a four-hundred-year-old spirit ring can increase a spirit master's performance."
"If you don't get the soul ring, I can wait for you and postpone this battle."
One ring versus no ring?
Even if such a battle was won, Tang San would still feel that the victory was unviable.
He would rather have an upright and fair fight.
boom!
Ye Hantian shook his head, and soon a shark-tooth sword emerged from his body and appeared in his hand.
Although it is extremely weak and difficult to detect with the naked eye, the sharpness cannot be deceived.
No soul ring!
There really is no soul ring!
Tang San's eyes darkened, feeling a little disappointed.
Seeing Tang San like this, Ye Hantian thought that it would be impossible for me to reveal my soul ring.
But Xiao Wu couldn't help it anymore and asked angrily, "Ye Hantian, aren't you at level eight innate soul power? Logically speaking, your soul power has already been at level ten. Why don't you get a soul ring?"
Her eyes were full of anger, her depression and anger were clearly visible, and she even kept cursing "bastard" in her heart.
Because she remembered someone saying that the soul ring position would be reserved for her.
Ahhhh, what a bastard!
Xiao Wu's words also revealed the doubts in Tang San's heart.
He put away the Wuhun Blue Silver Grass without thinking, "Ye Hantian, the soul ring's growth rate for a soul master is indeed huge, especially the hundred-year soul ring. I am definitely not lying to you."
"I believe that with your strength, you will have no problem hunting a century-old spirit beast. You will know when the time comes."
"And becoming a soul master also has some unique benefits. You can go to the Wuhun Hall to receive a gold coin subsidy every month."
Tang San's eyes were sincere, without any intention of showing off.
To others he would not say this.
But for Ye Hantian, he recognized such an opponent.
Only by defeating him, who is the strongest, can his state of mind be complete.
But Tang San's words completely made Ye Hantian laugh, "Tang San, do you think that in your current state, you can surely defeat me?"
Tang San raised his brows and asked unexpectedly, "Why, do you still want to fight?"
"Of course not, I'm not beating you, I'm knocking you down!"
After Yuyou's tone fell, Ye Hantian controlled the soul power in his body, pretending that only a part of the soul power was flowing out, and a powerful wave of soul power suddenly appeared all over his body.
The shark-tooth sword gleamed with light, and the pressure rushed towards Tang San like a violent storm.
Oh, Xiao Wu quickly distanced himself.
The body seemed to be hit by a wooden board, and the strong feeling made Tang San's expression change greatly.
He frowned and asked in surprise, "Ye Hantian, with your soul power, I'm afraid it's more than level 15, right?"
Feeling good, Ye Hantian pretended to shake his head, "Based on the level, my current soul power is only level 10."
"Impossible, you are definitely more than level ten."
Tang San immediately shook his head, staring at Ye Hantian with splitting eyes, "My soul power has now reached level 13, and the feeling just now is definitely not wrong."
"Your current soul power is definitely above level 15. Otherwise, my soul power is higher than yours and I would not be suppressed by you."
Well…
Who is lying?
Xiao Wu's eyes were full of doubts. She also felt that Ye Hantian's soul power fluctuated extremely strongly, but why did he deny it?
Although she hates Ye Hantian very much, she has to say that she understands Ye Hantian best, and there must be other factors involved.
"If you don't believe it, don't believe it."
"But if I beat you, I won't show mercy."
Ye Hantian didn't explain much, he just waved his shark-tooth sword and the grass on the ground was cut off instantly.
Under the inertia of the sword, it flew towards Tang San like an arrow.
Easily dodging the attack, the fighting spirit in Tang San's eyes instantly rekindled, and not wanting to talk nonsense, he immediately possessed his martial spirit.
"Since you want to fight, I'll accompany you!"
"If you lose, we will fight again when you become a soul master!"
Although he disdained defeat without fighting, he had been waiting for this battle for a month.
Win or lose, let’s have a fair fight in the future!
Tang San's eyes were half-squinted, and as soon as his figure moved, it turned into an afterimage, flying towards Ye Hantian.
As if he had already seen Tang San's intention, Ye Hantian turned around suddenly, and the shark-tooth sword in his hand disappeared in an instant.
One punch, blast!
boom!
A dull impact sounded, and Tang San in mid-air was knocked back.
And Ye Hantian pretended to take three steps back because of Tang San's heavy blow.
Although the distance between the two was evenly matched, it was undeniable that Ye Hantian was actually slightly inferior in terms of strength.
Because he is standing on the ground, he can borrow strength.
"Your strength has increased so much!"
Landing smoothly, Tang San looked at Ye Hantian like a monster.
In the confrontation just now, he was just testing Ye Hantian's strength in order to judge whether it was necessary to continue the competition.
But the result was far beyond his expectation. If he hadn't suddenly exerted his strength, he would have lost just now.
You know, I am blessed by a soul ring.
Uh-huh!
Before Tang San could think further, Ye Hantian had already rushed in front of him.
Ye Hantian is like a fierce tiger, and the shark-tooth executioner in Ye Hantian's hand is the tiger's tooth, which wants to bite the enemy.
Using the Purple Demon Eyes, Tang San hurriedly dodged sideways.
The sharp shark-tooth blade almost hit his face, and such a rapid speed made Tang San break into a cold sweat.
Sensing that Ye Hantian's speed had increased again, Tang San did not dare to be careless in the slightest.
As he stepped back, silver light flashed in his hand.
Ding ding ding~
Sensing the sense of crisis, Ye Hantian subconsciously blocked it with his shark-tooth sword.
As a few fine needles sank into the grass, Ye Hantian flew to close the distance again.
This time, the speed was faster than before.
Seeing Ye Hantian approaching, Tang San stepped hard with his right leg, and his originally backward posture instantly turned into a forward attack.
The soft palms turned into crystal white again, and Tang San walked straight towards Ye Hantian.
Xiao Wu was also stunned.
Because before, Tang San lost to Ye Hantian's fists, but this time Ye Hantian used a sword.
Is he going to make the same mistake again?
Still want to resist with Xuanyu hands?
No.
This guy is definitely not like that.
Ye Hantian's eyes changed slightly, and he secretly kept a careful eye on it.
"Do you think I'll be fooled twice?"
Seeing that Ye Hantian's sword power remained unchanged, Tang San's eyes turned cold.
Just when the shark-tooth sword and the mysterious jade hand were about to collide, a powerful elastic force suddenly emerged.
boom!
The shark-tooth sword that was originally aimed at Tang San actually deviated from its direction.
Ye Hantian's pupils shrank, and he quickly controlled the shark-tooth sword to slash horizontally, trying to make up for the gap.
Tang San knew very well that he couldn't confront Ye Hantian head-on, so he punched the ground with his left hand and leaned back to avoid it.
Seeing the shark-tooth sword swinging past him, his right foot turned into an axe, and struck Ye Hantian's left shoulder violently.
The terrifying power even caused a strong wind.
boom!
The two collided hard together again.
As expected, Ye Hanmie used his left hand to block the attack, but the heavy force still made him take a step back.
Seeing that he had the upper hand, Tang San felt happy and launched another intense attack.
"A four-hundred-year-old spirit ring should not be underestimated."
Ye Hantian's face was serious and he did not dare to be careless. He quickly grasped the shark-tooth sword from his tail finger to his index finger.
In the blink of an eye, the two collided again.
Ye Hantian was not polite and directly used the moves on the Holy Spirit Sword Technique.
fast.
soon.
Kenichi
In an instant.
A silver light that was more than ten meters long flashed.
A sword shadow condensed by the supreme sword intent swayed out.
The light of the sword is like a white snake spitting out a message, hissing through the wind, and like a swimming dragon flying through the air and through the rain.
In an instant, the space where the sword shadow passed was blocked, the falling autumn rain dodged on both sides, and the fallen leaves collapsed.
The sword shadow gives people the illusion that it is sometimes as light as a swallow, and sometimes as sudden as lightning.
boom! ! !
The white sword light arrived in the blink of an eye, like a violent storm, instantly overwhelming Tang San and making him breathless.
In an instant, the situation on the field was reversed.
Tang San saw how powerful Ye Hantian's swordsmanship was and didn't want to fight him head-on.
He kept dodging and looking for opportunities, hoping to use his speed and strength to beat Ye Hantian to death.
But what Ye Hantian is not afraid of the most is making people miserable.
Ye Hantian saw Tang San dodge the sword he used.
Ye Hantian's swordsmanship is too powerful. Once he gets close, he will be seriously injured if he is not careful.
Last time, Ye Hantian used a coin to turn into sword energy and hurt himself. Now Ye Hantian used the sword energy last time to do this!
As the distance between the two became closer again, Tang San felt a little panicked in his heart.
"As the teacher said, attack-type soul masters cannot be allowed to fight in close quarters."
Tang San gritted his teeth, still not ready to use the soul skill, and still wanted to try it again.
Purple air flashed in his eyes, and the sharp light pierced Ye Hantian like an arrow or lightning.
Suddenly, something was wrong with Ye Hantian.
His movements suddenly paused, and his originally coherent swordsmanship seemed to be stuck.
Uh-huh!
The ghostly figure burst out.
Looking at the sluggish Ye Hantian, Tang San was ecstatic in his heart, and his depressed mood was stirring.
"This time, I won after all."
Oh, Xuanyu's hand went straight to Ye Hantian's throat, and Tang San wanted to end the battle directly.
Just when Tang San thought he was about to succeed, cold hair suddenly appeared on his arms.
Looking up, Tang San was instantly stunned. Ye Han was so weird. Instead, his eyes were clear and lively, revealing a sneer.
not good!
Realizing that it was a trap, Tang San quickly retreated as if stepping on electricity, trying to distance himself.
"Now, can you still hide!"
Being constantly dodged by Tang San, Ye Hantian was already a little annoyed. If Tang Hao hadn't been protecting Tang San in the dark, he would have used his powerful swordsmanship to kill Tang San instantly.
After finally letting him fall into the trap, how could Ye Hantian miss this only opportunity to use his sword skills up close?
I saw the shark-tooth sword in Ye Hantian's hand spinning crazily like a top, like the blades of an electric fan.
The hair-blowing sword blade approached Tang San step by step with lightning speed.
Tang San retreated step by step.
Ye Hantian pressed forward step by step.
The situation has reached a critical point.
"Damn it, there's no way to avoid it!"
Originally attacking, how could the retreat speed be faster than Ye Hantian's attack speed? Tang San was greatly worried.
Seeing the critical situation, he didn't care much and used Control Crane to Capture Dragon Power again, trying to shake Ye Hantian's sword away.
But Tang San didn't know that the shark-tooth sword in Ye Hantian's hand was never picky about food.
The shark-tooth sword in Ye Hantian's hand slashed across Tang San's chest.
Stab!
The cotton cloth was torn, and drops of blood splashed in the sunset.
The color of blood made Xiaowu's pupils shrink suddenly, and she covered her little mouth in horror.
At the same time, a figure quickly slid towards the rear.
After sliding for a full eight or nine meters, Tang San was able to stop.
His face turned pale and he knelt down with his legs bent.
I saw that the school uniform on his chest was cut open, and there was a blood stain on his fair skin.
Although it didn't look deep, the blood stained his clothes red, which looked shocking.
"how so!"
His body was cut open by the sword, and under the stimulation of pain, Tang San clenched his jaw and looked at Ye Hantian unwillingly.
"Ye Hantian, stop it!"
Hysterical roars sounded, and Yu Xiaogang ran out wildly.
