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"I haven't lost yet!" Tang San declared firmly.
Ye Tianshui sneered and rolled her eyes. If she had pressed her advantage earlier, Tang San would already be a corpse—how could he still stubbornly cling to his pride?
"Since you're so stubborn, then let me completely knock you down this time," Ye Tianshui said coldly.
"Wait a moment, Xiaoshui."
At this point, Ye Wen suddenly interjected, drawing everyone's attention.
Ye Wen looked at Tang San and said, "Tang San, I can see from your expression that you seem dissatisfied. Are there some techniques you're unwilling to use in a soul battle because they're unsuitable for such an occasion, thereby limiting your strength?"
Ye Wen was clearly referring to hidden weapons, but Tang San wasn't foolish enough to resort to underhanded tactics in front of so many powerful individuals.
However, thinking of his prized skills, Tang San reluctantly nodded.
"That's right, Director Ye Wen. If I were allowed to use methods beyond my martial soul, I wouldn't be inferior to your daughter."
His demeanor resembled that of a desperate suitor trying to prove his worth to win over a wealthy bride—a pitiful sight indeed.
This made Ye Wen feel somewhat nauseated.
Yu Xiaogang stepped forward and scolded him.
"Xiao San, soul battles are sacred events! How can you mix in other methods?"
Yu Xiaogang was well aware of the powerful gadgets Tang San had been researching, but since they posed no threat to him at this stage, he dismissed them as mere gimmicks.
"But, Teacher—"
Before Tang San could argue further, Ye Wen cut in.
"It's fine. In front of the strong, it's only natural for the weak to use every means at their disposal. A soul master's strength shouldn't be limited to their martial soul alone. Since Tang San has other methods to employ, if he doesn't use them to their fullest, I doubt he'd willingly submit to my children during his studies here.
Go ahead, Tang San. But if you lose, I hope you'll wholeheartedly assist my children in winning the Continental Advanced Soul Master Tournament. You have no objections, right?"
Having his hidden weapons mocked as tools of the weak left Tang San visibly displeased.
But now, he was determined to prove that his hidden weapons weren't the tools of a weakling—they were a profound art.
Seeing things take an interesting turn, Ye Tianshui smirked slightly.
"How amusing. Let's begin the second round."
Tang San took a deep breath to steady himself, easing the trembling caused by the earlier pain. The purple glow in his eyes intensified.
"Second Soul Skill—Parasitic, activate!"
In the blink of an eye, dozens of green vines erupted from the ground, trapping Ye Tianshui in place.
So that's it? The spores that didn't land on me earlier? Ye Tianshui quickly realized.
Meanwhile, Tang San began to unleash his full strength.
"Forgive me!"
With a wave of his hands, countless small throwing daggers, kunai, and knives shot toward Ye Tianshui.
It was then that Ye Wen noticed that Tang San's hands were now equipped with a pair of metallic bracers—storage-type soul conductor devices.
"Such good fortune. Even without Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlight, he managed to acquire two medium-sized storage soul conductors." Ye Wen inwardly sighed, acknowledging Tang San as truly favored by destiny.
What Ye Wen didn't know was that these wrist-mounted storage soul conductors were treasures Tang San had discovered on an opponent during a soul battle in Soto City. After investigating, he chose to kill the opponent and claim the spoils.
After all, treasures belong to those who deserve them. Pure-hearted Tang San naturally considered himself worthy.
The metallic exterior was merely a disguise crafted by Tang San to avoid suspicion; the core lay in the two space jade stones embedded within.
At this moment, Ye Tianshui dared not underestimate him, as this was an unrestricted soul battle.
Moreover, Tang San's confident demeanor suggested he believed his attacks could pose a threat.
Even a lion uses its full strength when hunting a rabbit.
"First Soul Skill—Ice Dragon Armor.
Second Soul Skill—Extreme Cold Breath."
For the first time, Ye Tianshui unleashed her soul rings—two purple, one black.
These were merely disguises, as possessing four rings at her age would draw too much attention.
Even so, the display stunned the onlookers.
Extreme ice was already the pinnacle of elemental power, requiring no flashy soul skills. Her second soul skill simply allowed her better control over her extreme ice.
As Ye Tianshui activated her first soul skill, the vines encircling her shattered into frost. The ensuing icy breath caused Tang San's expression to change drastically as he hastily retreated.
Wherever the extreme cold breath touched, the ground instantly froze, and the once vibrant grass shattered into icy fragments.
Ye Tianshui's expression darkened. Those seemingly insignificant hidden weapons had actually caused her some pain.
"Tang San, this is your own doing!" Ye Tianshui said coldly, frosty breath escaping her lips.
Tang San now truly felt the vast gap between their martial souls. It seemed his ordinary hidden weapons couldn't break the deadlock.
But Tang San wasn't one to give up easily.
'It seems I can't hold back anymore,' Tang San thought. 'It's time to reveal the true essence of my hidden weapons.'
"Miss Tianshui, I'll be using my full strength next. Please be careful."
Ye Tian Shui sneered disdainfully. "Anyone can talk big. I won't hold back either."
With that, Ye Tianshui used Shave to rapidly close the distance to Tang San.
Tang San wasn't idle either—he had learned one of the three techniques passed down in Douluo Continent from Yu Xiaogang: Shave.
He quickly created distance between them.
Taking a deep breath, Tang San's hands began to move rapidly.
"Hidden Weapons Technique—Bat Wing Reincarnation!!!"
Ranked tenth among the Tang Sect's hidden weapon techniques, this method allowed simultaneous launches of up to 36 projectiles. Through complex mental calculations, the weapons could fly back and forth like boomerangs, with only the user knowing their final targets.
Faced with the overwhelming barrage of hidden weapons, Ye Tianshui remained exceptionally calm.
"Second Soul Skill—Extreme Cold Breath—Ice Wall!"
A howling blast of cold instantly formed a massive wall of ice, blocking Tang San's terrifying and dense Bat Wing Reincarnation. Tang San's expression shifted.
Ye Tianshui had inherited Ye Wen's teachings well—if physical attacks couldn't reach her, they were meaningless.
Seizing the opportunity, Ye Tianshui swiftly closed in on Tang San, preparing to launch another attack to teach this irritating opponent a lesson.
'She's incredibly oppressive,' Tang San thought. Whether in close combat strength, speed, or soul skill techniques, Ye Tianshui had the upper hand.
But since this was an unrestricted battle, he still had a chance to win.
Control Technique—Crane Capture Dragon, for defense and evasion.
Lightness Technique—Shadow Step, to seek opportunities.
Eye Training—Purple Extreme Pupil, to anticipate soul skills.
Hand Training—Jade Hand, for close combat.
Tang San began to engage Ye Tianshui in a fierce struggle.
However, the extreme cold of her ice was making Tang San increasingly uncomfortable.
If not for the support of the orthodox Taiji energy of the Xuantian Technique, Tang San would have succumbed to frostbite long ago.
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