Yu Xiaogang, who was beaten in the face

"Another hundred-year soul ring." The crowd exclaimed.

  In the field, including Tang San, all the students looked at Lan Si and Xiao Wu attentively, waiting for them to fight each other, their eyes glowing with brilliance, one must know that battles between spirit masters are rare.

  Tang San looked at Lan Si's spirit ring, a dignified look flashed across his eyes.

  He killed the Black Mamba by relying on Silent Hidden Arrow and Tang Sect's unique skills. How did Lan Si obtain this century-old spirit ring?

  "Go ahead." Lan Si's face was as usual, and he waved to Xiao Wu with a calm expression.

  Xiao Wu Rabbit bit her red lips, her right foot slammed on the ground, her body jumped high, and she slammed towards Lan Si.

  Lan Si knew that she wanted to perform the close combat that she was best at. Although Lan Si was not afraid, how could she do so?

  The green lotus in the right hand was thrown violently, and the target was pointed directly at the door of Xiao Wu's face.

  Taking advantage of the moment Qinglian blocked Xiao Wu's sight, Lan Si quickly disappeared in place.

  Xiao Wu also didn't expect Lan Si's martial spirit to be able to use it like Tang San's hidden weapon.

  Immediately, he leaned back, turned two somersaults in the air, retreated to the ground, looked forward again, and found that Lan Si was no longer there.

  "Xiao Wu be careful behind." Tang San, who was quietly watching the battle, suddenly said.

  Xiao Wu heard the words and hurriedly turned her head to dodge.

  The next moment, a fist brushed past her ear, and the icy wind of the fist made her eardrum hurt.

  "Bastard."

  "The first spirit ability, waist bow."

  Another sneak attack, Xiao Wu couldn't bear it anymore, and at the same time the scorpion braid was thrown out from her back, she jumped up again, and the yellow spirit ring on her body instantly lit up.

  The corner of Lan Si's mouth raised a smug look, what he was waiting for was now.

  At the same time as he stepped back to avoid Xiao Wu Scorpion's braid, the yellow spirit ring on his body lit up almost at the same time.

  "The first spirit ability, Qinglian Assault."

  The Qinglian martial spirit that was thrown into the air by Lan Si was divided into eight, turning into eight sharp blades and stabbing at Xiao Wu.

  "Ah!" Xiao Wu screamed. At this moment, she had just used her first spirit ability, and her body was still in the air, so she couldn't dodge with her strength. Facing the eight sharp blades stabbing at her, she had to close her eyes in fright.

  The mouths of the onlookers were so frightened that they opened their mouths into an O shape. If they were stabbed, they would not be beaten into a sieve.

  Is it still alive?

  Tang San also had a solemn expression on his face, and while opening the Purple Demon Eye, he reached into his waist with both hands.

  Although he has not yet formed a brother and sister with Xiao Wu, he made a vow that "if you want to hurt you, first step on my corpse".

  But after getting along for a few days, Xiao Wu's liveliness and cuteness have already infected his heart, so it is impossible for him to watch Xiao Wu die.

  Just when Tang San's right hand sank into his waist, intending to take out a hidden weapon from the twenty-four bridges in the bright moonlit night to change the thrusting trajectory of Lansi Qinglian's sharp blade, his purple demon pupil noticed that Lansi's sharp blade suddenly reversed its trajectory.

  "Pfft." A

  series of object stabs sounded, and Xiao Wu was embedded in the grass in a large font. At this moment, her braids and the cuffs of her limbs were all nailed to the ground by the Qinglian sharp blade, and the remaining three sharp blades stayed at her throat and eyes.

  Seeing this scene, silence, the entire playground fell into a dead silence.

  After a long while, Lan Si took the lead in breaking the silence, and suddenly said, "How about it, little rabbit, do you admit defeat?"

  Xiao Wu was also frightened so pale that she saw that the pain she imagined had not come, and heard Lan Si again. After saying this, I slowly opened my eyes and saw the sharp blade between my eyes and throat. I was so scared that I didn't dare to move, and hurriedly responded: "I admit defeat, I admit defeat, quickly take this thing away. ."

  Lan Si made a move, and the eight sharp blades automatically flew over the palm of his hand, reuniting into the martial soul Qinglian.

  He took a deep look at Xiao Wu on the ground and Tang San with a dignified expression beside him. He didn't say much. He put his martial spirit into his body, turned and walked quickly to the cafeteria. He hadn't eaten for a day, but he was starving.

  Looking at Lan Si's back, the students continued to remain silent for a while, but Xiao Chenyu couldn't help but speak first, exclaiming: "Awesome, who is this new student, who is even more powerful than Xiao Wu, hurry up, let's talk with you. In the past, he will be our boss from now on."

  Lan Si easily defeated Xiao Wu, and now Xiao Chenyu and Xiao Wu stopped screaming, and followed all the senior students.

  Only the working-students who have not yet recovered from the situation are left.

  As for Tang San, he approached Xiao Wu, and after confirming that he was not injured, he said a few words of comfort, then turned around and quickly ran towards the dormitory building.

  He was going to ask his teacher Yu Xiaogang.

  Why is Lan Si obviously a support system, but can obtain such powerful skills?

  This aroused Tang San's intense curiosity.

  Even Tang San felt that Lan Si's spirit ring skill was prepared for Tangmen disciples.

  If it cooperates with Tangmen's hidden weapon technique, even he, a genius disciple who has practiced Tangmen's secret skills by himself, is not sure to resist.

  The academy playground is not far from the cafeteria. After Lan Si finished lunch, he sent Xiao Chenyu and his party who followed closely, and went to the academy library.

  For the next few years, he already has plans.

  In the evening, practice the Sacred Heaven and Earth Art and the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Art, tempering the soul power.

  During the day, I will do physical strengthening training, practice the martial arts moves that come with the Holy Heaven and Earth Art and the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Art, study the theory of soul masters, and go to the blacksmith shop to forge iron.

  His second martial spirit was a hammer, and he had to master the corresponding hammering technique, and Tang San's chaotic cloak was undoubtedly Lan Si's best option.

  By watching Tang San cast a random cloak and strike the iron, he learned to steal.

  But all these things had to wait until Tang San went to work in the blacksmith shop.

  On the other side, Tang San had already returned to Yu Xiaogang's residence.

  Because helping Tang San hunt for the spirit ring, he was caught by the venom of the black mamba snake. At this moment, Yu Xiaogang's body still hasn't regained his ability to move, and he is bedridden.

  Seeing Tang San leaving and returning, Yu Xiaogang asked with a smile, "What's wrong, little San? Did you complete the soul master registration so soon?"

  Tang San went to the table and made a cup of hot tea for Yu Xiaogang, respectfully. Asked: "Teacher, I just saw Lan Si's first soul skill."

  Yu Xiaogang said "oh", took the hot tea and blew lightly, and said confidently: "How about it, whether it is to increase soul power or to heal ?"

  Tang San shook his head: "Neither, but a very powerful attack-type spirit skill, capable of turning Qinglian into eight flying knives to attack the enemy, extremely fast, an ordinary one-ring spirit master, unless it's what you said. Defense system, otherwise it is almost difficult to resist."

  "What is the color of his spirit ring?" Yu Xiaogang's expression stiffened, and he hurriedly asked.

  "Yellow Centennial Spirit Ring." Tang San responded.

  The corner of Yu Xiaogang's mouth twitched, recalling the scene in front of Tang San, where he vowed to let Lan Si absorb ninety years of spirit power, the holy wood, his cheeks began to heat, and he instantly felt like he was being slapped in the face.

  This Nima, I knew long ago that I would not take him to the Soul Hunting Forest.