"This is my fighting style, are you unhappy?" Dongfang Yao snorted.
Xiao Wu was furious!
She pointed to Tang San behind her: "Xiao San, you go! Teach her a lesson!"
Tang San nodded, did not refuse, and stepped forward.
He was also very curious about Dongfang Yao's true strength.
He put one hand behind his back and raised the other hand in a gesture of invitation.
Dongfang Yao imitated his gesture in return, feeling that these people were so annoying, it was endless.
Tang San's eyes darkened, thinking that you will regret letting me make the first move!
He took a step, the movement seemed slow, but he had already appeared in front of the girl without her noticing.
Dongfang Yao's pupils shrank slightly, and she subconsciously swung her wooden stick.
Tang San caught it with his left hand and pulled it with his right.
Dongfang Yao felt the force of her swing being dissipated, and the direction of her attack changed inexplicably, the wooden stick slipped from her hand!
She immediately changed to a straight punch, but Tang San once again narrowly dodged it with his footwork.
'Too strange! No wonder my brother cares about him!' "Dongfang Yao thought to herself.
Tang San was also startled and broke out in a cold sweat.
That punch was fast and accurate, and it was accompanied by a gust of wind. If it weren't for the Ghost Shadow Step, he definitely wouldn't have been able to dodge it.
He didn't understand.
Why did Dongfang Yao, who had thin arms and legs and seemed weak, have such strong explosive power and agility?
"If you don't release your martial soul, then accept defeat." Tang San no longer held back and summoned the Blue Silver Grass.
"I have other things to do, let's end it here!"
"First Soul Skill, Entanglement!"
Dozens of thick Blue Silver Grasses burst out from the grass and wrapped around Dongfang Yao.
"Yay! Xiao San won!" Xiao Wu cheered.
So far, no one has ever been able to break through this move when Xiao San uses it.
Even she, if she is bound, cannot break free.
Dongfang Yao quickly dodged, but there were too many Blue Silver Grasses, and it was difficult to dodge them all with just her legs.
Her eyes narrowed, and star trails flashed in her pupils. The ancient Star Sword was in her hand!
Several yellow sword marks were drawn, and more than ten Blue Silver Grasses were cut off.
"What?!" Tang San and Xiao Wu exclaimed simultaneously.
The next moment, Dongfang Yao charged forward with her sword.
Tang San hurriedly activated his Purple Demon Eye and used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Steps to continuously release Blue Silver Grass.
However, these grass leaves were as fragile as paper under the Star Sword, and several could be cut off with a single strike.
"Xiao San! I'm here to help you!" Xiao Wu activated her Rabbit Martial Soul, and her yellow soul ring lit up. "First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"
She suddenly joined the battle. Her first soul skill would enhance her waist strength and resilience, allowing her to nimbly dodge slashes, find opportunities to close the distance, and restrain her opponent, buying time for Tang San.
Tang San seized the opportunity and unleashed his Entangling Technique once more, sending the thick Blue Silver Grass hurtling towards Dongfang Yao.
"First Soul Skill, Star Stream Shadow Chase!"
A flowing yellow glow emanated from Dongfang Yao as she swung her sword repeatedly.
The onlookers only saw the dazzling trail of light left by the Star Sword!
"Ah!" A sudden scream rang out.
Xiao Wu, who was trying to close the distance, couldn't dodge in time and was struck in the chest by the sword, flying backward.
"Xiao Wu!" Tang San shouted, rushing over to catch her.
Upon landing, he found she was only clutching her chest in pain, unharmed.
Dongfang Yao sheathed her sword and stood still: "Stop fighting, you're no match for me."
"Damn it!" Xiao Wu protested, her eyes red-rimmed. "Tang San, think of something! We can't lose!"
'Think of something? What can I do?' Tang San was extremely frustrated.
'We both have hundred-year soul rings, why is the difference so huge! My Blue Silver Grass can't even withstand one of her sword strikes!'
His resentment reached its peak. Was he really inferior to even a girl?
'My Blue Silver Grass is countered by her! It must be! Even though it's just a sparring match, do I really have to admit defeat like this?'
'I've used Blue Silver Grass, Purple Demon Eye, Crane Control Dragon, and Ghost Shadow Steps, and I still have... I still have the Mysterious Jade Hand! I still have hidden weapons! I haven't lost yet!'
Tang San released the safety of the silent sleeve arrow hidden in his left hand.
But then he thought, this is just a sparring match after all, it seems unnecessary to use real hidden weapons.
He looked at the ground, where there were several large, sharp pebbles.
He quickly picked them up! Then he swiftly took out the silver needles from his storage soul tool!
Just as Dongfang Yao sheathed her sword, Tang San activated Purple Demon Eye and hurled the pebbles and silver needles!
Dongfang Yao caught a glimpse of Tang San's waving motion out of the corner of her eye, but she didn't expect him to be so insidious.
The speed of the silver needles and pebbles far exceeded that of the Blue Silver Grass, and she didn't have time to dodge!
Star Stream Shadow Chase still had the last segment of sword energy left to unleash; if it were unleashed, all those silver needles would be reduced to dust!
However, the sword energy had a very large range, and there were other students watching nearby; unleashing it would definitely injure others!
Unwilling to harm her classmates, Dongfang Yao raised her sword to block in front of her and used her arm to protect her face.
She thought she was about to be hit, but the expected pain didn't come. Instead, she heard a series of crisp clanging sounds.
She opened her eyes a crack and saw a familiar dark purple mirror shield protecting her, deflecting all the stones and silver needles.
The appearance of the mirror shield made Dongfang Yao's heart skip a beat, overwhelmed by a strong sense of security.
She couldn't help but hug her Star Sword tightly, and like the other classmates, looked towards the roof.
Tang San, seeing the mirror suddenly appear and deflect all his silver needles and pebbles, was stunned.
As everyone looked up, they immediately felt a chilling killing intent wash over them.
Meeting Dongfang Jing's deep purple eyes, Tang San couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.
As a disciple of the Tang Sect in his previous life, he was all too familiar with this feeling! This silver-haired youth truly wanted to kill him!
'How is this possible? He's only a few years older than me! Why is the pressure so strong!'
Tang San subconsciously reactivated the safety of his hidden sleeve dart, putting his hands behind his back.
But Dongfang Jing, through his soul bone, had already discovered the hidden sleeve dart.
If he hadn't acted in time, those silver needles and sharp pebbles would have certainly left several bloody marks on Yao'er's face.
Two against one was bad enough, but to launch a sneak attack when no one was looking!
It was just a friendly sparring match between classmates; this Tang San was truly vicious! If he's this cunning now, what will he be like when he grows up?
His previous actions, coupled with his dirty tricks of resorting to sneak attacks when he couldn't win, and his initial plan to use a hidden arrow against Yao'er—this treacherous, petty, and cunning person made Dongfang Jing hesitate about whether to find an opportunity to deal with him.
But the only uncertainty now was about the person secretly protecting Tang San.
Dongfang Jing was certain that if Tang San were in mortal danger, that person would reveal themselves.
Without knowing the opponent's strength, he couldn't act rashly.
"Tsk," the young man clicked his tongue.
But this score couldn't be settled so easily.
Dongfang Jing glanced at Tang San and noticed several teachers rushing towards them, especially Director Su, who was frantically running ahead, afraid that Dongfang Jing might kill Tang San in a fit of anger.
Behind Director Su was an ordinary-looking middle-aged man with a buzz cut—it was Yu Xiaogang.
Dongfang Jing then looked at his sister, who was shaking her head frantically.
The little girl knew her brother's temperament too well; if it weren't for the large number of people around, Tang San would probably already be crippled.
But she didn't want to make a scene. Since she was alright, she figured her brother could just give her a simple lesson.
Even without a conversation, Dongfang Jing miraculously understood his sister's thoughts.
This unspoken understanding seemed to stem from a special connection between them.
The boy nodded slightly, already having made up his mind.
He stood up, took a step forward, and leaped from the fourth floor, landing steadily.
Everyone was shocked! Jumping from the fourth floor? Even a one-ring Soul Master couldn't do that, right?
Seeing the silver-haired boy approach Tang San, everyone retreated, afraid of being caught in the crossfire.
Tang San and Xiao Wu immediately became alert. Xiao Wu stood in front, angrily asking, "What do you want?"
"Get lost!" The shattered mirror materialized into a giant hand, slapping Xiao Wu across the face, sending her flying.
Since Tang San and Xiao Wu hadn't yet officially recognized each other as siblings, Tang San's feelings for Xiao Wu weren't that deep yet.
Even though Xiao Wu was slapped away, his biggest worry at that moment was himself.
"W-what do you want?" Tang San took a few steps back.
"You ganged up on me and even ambushed my sister! You owe me an explanation!"
"We were just sparring, and she wasn't injured, was she?" Tang San retorted.
Dongfang Jing, too lazy to waste words, surged his soul power.
Tang San could sense a fluctuation of soul power, but couldn't see the opponent's soul rings at all.
Immediately afterward, countless shattered mirrors appeared, gradually surrounding Tang San.
Unwilling to sit and wait for his death, Tang San raised his left hand and shot a hidden arrow towards Dongfang Jing's face.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!" A shattered mirror blocked three arrows, which fell freely.
Dongfang Jing caught them in his hand, and upon closer inspection, found they were three three-inch-long steel needles.
He channeled soul power into his palm, clenched his fist, and the steel needles instantly turned to powder!
Then, he raised his hand and manipulated the shattered mirrors, instantly enveloping the fleeing Tang San into a 'mirror man'—his second soul skill, Mirror Image Imitation!
A moment later, Dongfang Jing waved his hand.
The shattered mirrors enveloping Tang San gradually dissipated.
Tang San, looking completely bewildered, checked himself, as if nothing had happened.
He looked up at Dongfang Jing again, only to be met with a slap that sent him flying several meters, just like Xiao Wu, spitting blood and breaking his teeth.
Dongfang Jing didn't even glance at him, turning to Dongfang Yao, ruffling her hair, and softly asking, "Shall we go back to the dorm?"
"Yes!" Dongfang Yao nodded obediently, said goodbye to her friends, and followed her brother back to the dorm.
Many boys and girls had eyes shining with admiration, all thinking the same thing—
Tang San and Xiao Wu are nothing! He's the one who deserves to be the leader of Notting Academy!
Tang San, who had been slapped away, had one side of his face swollen.
Looking at his broken teeth, his knuckles turned white from the force of the blow.
He stared intently at Dongfang Jing's retreating figure, his eyes flashing with a terrifying ferocity.
Tang San gritted his teeth and vowed in his heart: 'Today's humiliation will be repaid a hundredfold one day!'
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