radicalducati Chapter 167 Departure: The Star Luo Empire
Chapter 167 Departure: The Star Luo Empire
Chapter 167 Departure: The Star Luo Empire
Yu Tianheng was naturally incredulous. To any discerning Soul Master, Tang San's fourth Soul Skill, even with the scales formed by his thousand-year Soul Ring, was incredibly defensive, yet Xiao Qiuji didn't use his fourth Soul Skill and still opted for a basic attack.
How could such a defense possibly break through Tang San's defenses? Even Yu Tianheng's underlings were somewhat dismissive of Xiao Yan's conclusion, but Yu Tianheng himself remained silent.
Since Xiao Yan dared to say that, he must have had his reasons.
Xiao Yan narrowed his purple-tinged eyes. The blue-silver bamboo forest on the field had somehow covered the two combatants, leaving the onlookers who were there to learn from the battle feeling empty.
But there was nothing he could do. Tang San, who was fighting with all his might, couldn't care less about anything else at the moment. The Blue Silver Grass seedlings on his head were still exerting their power. However, for some reason, the situation was the same as last time. Ever since he had taken that Dragon Fist from the opponent, the Blue Silver Grass that he had been stimulating to grow was constantly being stimulated.
Xiao Qiuji could easily break through all of them, as if the dragon coiled on her fist was not a golden dragon, but a fire dragon.
Currently, he is covered from head to toe in blue silver scales, leaving only one opening for breathing. Tang San uses the blue silver grass in the arena to sense Xiao Qiu'er's movements, and occasionally uses the blue silver grass to try to trap her.
Of course, all of this was in vain.
Seemingly unwilling to continue this battle with no suspense, or perhaps Xiao Qiu'er was annoyed by Tang San's exhaustion, she waved her hand somewhat irritably and took a deep breath.
Golden light burst forth once more from her fists, like a roaring dragon that never bows its head. Logically speaking, Tang San should have been unpredictable in this Blue Silver Bamboo Sea, but Xiao Qiu'er kept her eyes closed and relied on her intuition to strike him with every blow. Fortunately, the Blue Silver Armor protected Tang San from injury.
Just when he thought he could easily dodge another punch, Xiao Qiuji changed his moves, and the punch he had thrown out could actually dodge.
Tang San also used Ghost Shadow Perception in an instant, immediately putting distance between himself and Xiao Qiu.
To his surprise, he discovered that after the opponent's fist struck him, his proud life force stopped growing, as if it had been suppressed.
Seeing this, Xiao Qiu'er's eyes were cunning. This was a technique she had deliberately learned from Aunt Bi. Doctors know best how to hurt people, and Xiao Qiu'er had witnessed even stronger vitality than Tang San.
If it's just about defensive capabilities, Xiao Qiu'er can completely break through with the power of the Golden Dragon. But if it's about vitality, she can suppress it with this little trick.
If Tang San's martial soul were the Stone Graphite and Stone Mill brothers, and he also possessed such a soul skill, I think there would be no way I could break through his defenses.
Fortunately, Tang San's spirit was just ordinary Blue Silver Grass, but his spirit ring ratio and spirit skill effects shocked Xiao Qiu'er. The only thing she could think of was Xiao Yan, the older brother that Tang San and Xiao Wu always talked about.
"Alright, I admit defeat. You truly deserve to be the captain." Tang San looked at the Blue Silver Grass Armor that had fallen off his body, feeling somewhat dejected. Xiao Qiu'er's attacks had a strong effect of suppressing life force, which was clearly inconsistent with her martial soul. However, Tang San couldn't figure out why she possessed such an ability. Perhaps only his elder brother Xiao Yan could understand it.
Upon hearing the other party's words, Xiao Qiuji immediately stopped and took a deep breath.
The Blue Silver Grass on the stage gradually faded away. Tang San could indeed continue to rely on his strange figure to wear down Xiao Qiu'er, but there was no need. It wasn't a sure thing. Besides, he hadn't even used his best hidden weapon.
Looking at the two unharmed individuals on the stage, the students below couldn't immediately tell who had won.
"Xiao Yan, do you want to come up?"
Of course, Xiao Qiu'er's words directly announced the winner of this battle.
When Xiao Yan saw that the other party had called his name, he gave a response that surprised everyone: he simply shook his head.
"You must have used up all your dragon energy fighting with the mistress, so wouldn't it be an advantage for me to fight you?"
"I don't care."
"Besides, we barely managed a draw last night. Considering you didn't use that dragon energy that suppresses people, I shouldn't be your match," Xiao Yan said with a smile.
"What? Xiao Yan and Xiao Qiu'er have already fought?"
The group was incredulous, and judging from Xiao Yan's tone, the two were locked in a fierce and evenly matched battle. It should be noted that Xiao Qiu'er had been training with each opponent since this morning, and even with Tang San just now, although her soul power had recovered somewhat, it was certainly not at its peak.
Thinking of this, Tang San realized that Xiao Qiu'er's punch was not because his fourth soul skill was strong enough to withstand it, but because Xiao Qiu'er had fought with his elder brother last night and had not fully recovered.
"You didn't use your own martial spirit either. If you had attacked with your martial spirit yesterday, I wouldn't have been your match," Xiao Qiu'er said frankly.
Xiao Yan then understood why she had stopped last night; it was all for the sake of the so-called fairness he was pursuing.
Upon hearing Xiao Qiuji's words, the crowd below the stage erupted in commotion, especially the Yu Feng and Shi brothers standing next to Yu Tianheng.
Xiao Qiu'er never bothered to lie, but what did she mean by saying that Xiao Yan didn't use his martial soul? Is there anyone who can fight a Soul Sect master to a standstill without using their martial soul?
Just how powerful is Xiao Yan?
Even Qin Ming couldn't help but frown, suddenly realizing why Meng Jiaowei had looked so tired this morning, reminding him not to let Xiao Yan and Xiao Qiu'er fight too fiercely—it turned out she had already supervised the battle last night.
Thinking of this, they realized that the martial spirit that usually followed Xiao Yan was nowhere to be seen, obviously he had not sent it with him.
"Alright, there will be a chance to compete next time, Vice Captain Xiao." As the captain of the substitute team, Xiao Qiu'er is actually considered part of the official team, so calling her vice captain is not a problem.
Seeing that the other party had backed down like this, Xiao Qiu'er was at a loss for what to do with him. She had no choice but to step down from the stage and walk to Zhu Zhuqing's side. It seems that the few self-reliant girls have gotten along well.
Xiao Yan chuckled and ignored the girl who still wanted to challenge him. Instead, he walked up to Tang San and explained the many things he needed to do before leaving, as well as some points to be wary of during the battle. In particular, he told Tang San that if anything unexpected happened, he should wait for him to return so they could discuss things further.
Tang Dachui would likely watch his son participate in the competition, so he wasn't worried about Tang San's life. He just hoped that nothing would go wrong and that Bibi Dong's progress wouldn't be accelerated. He had supervised Xiao Wu as she took the immortal herb, so there shouldn't be any more problems.
But Xiao Yan himself never imagined that he no longer needed Xiao Wu. With Dai Mubai's help, he had accelerated Bibi Dong's, or rather, the god behind her, plan. Originally, he only wanted to support a god to control the Rakshasa God of the Douluo Continent, but now he was brewing a new idea.
However, none of these things were on Xiao Yan's mind. He and Miss Xue'er were currently traveling towards the Star Luo Empire in a bumpy carriage.
Looking at the rolling beast nestled in the other's arms, Xiao Yan gripped the Heavenly Fire Refined Iron in his hand, feeling the faint burning sensation emanating from it.