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The girl pouted angrily and said, "What did you say?"
Tuoba Yan said, "Human language."
"you..."
The girl stepped forward, wanting to argue with Tuoba Yan. She was stopped by the old woman beside him.
"Young man, I see you're a Soul Master too, right?"
"So what if it is?"
"Young man, don't be so angry. You haven't understood the situation. We passed through this area three days ago and stayed here. We felt there were rooms available, so we booked rooms for half a month in advance. This waiter wanted to make some extra money and gave you the rooms we booked. He didn't expect we'd return the day after we entered the forest. Now that we're back, you should at least be reasonable and return the house to my granddaughter."
The old woman's words were reasonable and logical.
Tuoba Yan disagreed, saying, "Perhaps you booked this room first, but I paid for it too. I've been staying until midnight, and you're only just arriving. I understand you're an elderly person, but you can't take advantage of your age and not consider my perspective, right? It's so late, all the other rooms in town are full. I don't want to make myself suffer by sleeping on the streets for you!"
The old woman narrowed her eyes slightly, a thought flashing through her mind.
She looked Tuoba Yan up and down, thinking to herself that despite his young age, he had quite the sharp tongue.
The old woman, feeling sorry for her granddaughter, said in a chilling tone, "So, you're not going to give in?"
Tuoba Yan chuckled and said, "I'm taking what I deserve, so why should I give it up?"
The old woman spoke in an unfriendly tone, saying, "Since that's the case, I see you're also a Soul Master, so we'll proceed according to the rules of the Soul Master world."
"The rules of the Soul Master world?" Tuoba Yan paused, then said thoughtfully, "Are you going to fight me?"
"I am a woman of status and position, and I would disdain to lay a hand on you. You are also a Soul Master, so why don't you spar with my granddaughter? Whoever loses gives up the room." The old woman made a seemingly reasonable suggestion.
Tuoba Yan and the girl were at loggerheads, and there was only one room available. They couldn't very well leave the girl alone in a room with a stranger.
Tuoba Yan smiled confidently and said, "Are you sure?"
The old woman didn't speak; the girl spoke first.
"Don't underestimate me. Meng Yiran Yiran, Martial Soul: Serpent Staff. Level 21, 2nd Ring Battle Soul Master!"
During her self-introduction, Meng Yiran Yiran deliberately mentioned the words "Second Soul Ring".
At such a young age, no more than ten, her soul power level had already exceeded level twenty. She had achieved what most middle-aged people struggle for thirty or forty years to attain.
Her powerful martial soul talent is one of the reasons she is proud, and the resources and cultivation provided by her soul master family are also one of the reasons.
When Meng Yiran graduated from junior academy at the age of twelve, he was still confident that he could raise his soul power level to level twenty-five or higher.
Meng Yiran Yiran introduced herself, stating her name, martial spirit, and soul power level, indicating her desire for a fair soul battle between soul masters with Tuoba Yan.
Tuoba Yan said, "Let's begin!"
Meng Yiran Yiran kindly reminded her, "You haven't summoned your Martial Soul yet."
Tuoba Yanmian smiled, "If I were to use my Martial Soul, it would definitely scare you senseless. I won't bully you; as long as you can force me to use my Martial Soul, I'll consider this a loss."
Meng Yiran Yiran flew into a rage, "What kind of talk is that now?"
Tuoba Yan asked, "Human language?"
Meng Yiran Yiran clenched her fists tightly and angrily charged at Tuoba Yan, "Don't you dare cry when you lose!"
Meng Yiran Yiran's figure darted out like an arrow, and her first spirit ring suddenly lit up. In the pale yellow light of the spirit ring, two half-meter-long energy snake shadows suddenly rose from the snake staff in her hand.
The snake shadow shimmered with a ghostly green light, its mouth wide open revealing sharp fangs—it was her first soul skill, Serpent Blade!
"go!"
With a delicate shout, Meng Yiran Yiran unleashed her twin serpent blades, each accompanied by a sharp whistling sound, as they launched a pincer attack towards Tuoba Yan's face from the left and right.
The serpentine blade traced a strange S-shaped trajectory in the air, constantly adjusting its angle as if it were alive, clearly an attack technique honed through countless trials.
Tuoba Yan did not move his feet, but only slightly turned his head.
The left serpent blade grazed his nose, the wind whipping his bangs. Just as the right serpent blade was about to strike, he swiftly flipped his wrist halfway around, his index and middle fingers together precisely positioned at the blade's seven-inch mark, seemingly giving it a casual push outwards.
The image of the energy snake crashed into an invisible barrier, its trajectory abruptly altered, and with a "thud," it pierced the wooden door behind it, dissipating into specks of green light.
"What?"
Meng Yiran Yiran's pupils contracted sharply. She had practiced this snake blade for a full six months, able to accurately hit the hole in the copper coin within thirty paces; no one had ever been able to neutralize it so easily. Before she could think further, her second spirit ring lit up beneath her feet, its deep yellow light instantly enveloping her entire body.
"Second Soul Skill: Serpent Body!"
Meng Yiran Yiran's figure suddenly became as flexible as a willow. Her original straight-line charge trajectory suddenly changed, and her feet drew two afterimages on the ground. She glided along the ground like a nimble snake, and her speed increased by nearly double compared to before.
She swept her snake staff horizontally with her right hand, bringing up a third snake blade that aimed straight for Tuoba Yan's lower body. At the same time, she slightly lowered her left shoulder, using the momentum of her slide to use a grappling technique, trying to use her supple waist to entangle her opponent.
The old woman nodded slightly. This move, "Snake Body Entanglement," was a killing move created by Meng Yiran Yiran by combining two soul skills. Ordinary second-ring soul masters would have their joints locked if they were not careful.
However, it seemed that Tuoba Yan had anticipated her movements.
The moment Meng Yiran Yiran changed her move, he seemingly casually took a half step forward with his right foot, which happened to step into Meng Yiran Yiran's blind spot.
This seemingly simple half-step caused Meng Yiran Yiran's grappling attempt to fail, and the snake blade on her lower body lost its power due to the close proximity.
Even more astonishingly, Tuoba Yan's wrist sank down, his elbow avoiding the snake staff at an incredible angle, and his fingertips gently touched the Weizhong acupoint behind Meng Yiran Yiran's knee.
"Hmm!"
Meng Yiran Yiran felt a sudden ache and numbness in her knees. Her body, which had been as supple as a snake, suddenly lost its strength, and her gliding motion came to an abrupt halt.
She hurriedly tried to adjust her posture, but found that Tuoba Yan's other hand was already pressing on her Jianjing acupoint. The force was not heavy, but it carried an irresistible and skillful force, which made the circulation of her soul power in her whole body sluggish.
The serpent staff clattered to the ground, and the two serpent blades that hadn't yet been unleashed vanished in her palm.
Meng Yiran remained frozen in place, still in her forward-rushing posture, less than half a foot away from Tuoba Yan, and could clearly see the lingering smile in his eyes.
"you..."
Meng Yiran Yiran was both angry and anxious, and her eyes instantly reddened.
She clearly used two soul skills, yet she didn't even touch the hem of his clothes, nor did she see him use any soul power at all.
Tuoba Yan slowly withdrew his hand, took a half step back, and smiled, "You flatter me."
We lost, we lost.
Meng Yiran Yiran adorably bit her red lips with her little silver teeth. Facing someone her own age, she was utterly defeated. Tears welled in her eyes as she pointed at Tuoba Yan and cried, "Grandpa, Grandma, he bullied me!"