boyutpedia Chapter 16 First Encounter with Tang 3
Chapter 16 First Encounter with Tang 3
Summer has passed, but the weather hasn't cooled down; in fact, it's so oppressive that it puts people in a bad mood.
A thin child in patched and tattered clothes helped an old man walk slowly along the tree-lined path in Notting City, asking people where the Notting City Primary Soul Master Academy was.
After a long walk, the grandfather and grandson finally arrived at their destination. Looking at the words "Notting College" on the tall archway, the old man couldn't help but click his tongue in satisfaction.
"Hey, old man, what are you doing here? This is a Soul Master Academy, not a tourist attraction for country bumpkins like you."
The gatekeeper glanced at the two men standing at the gate with disdain.
"Hello, young man, we are from Holy Soul Village..."
The gatekeeper frowned and said sarcastically, "What nonsense! Never even heard of it. Judging by your attire, you're probably from a beggar's village. How dare you call yourselves Holy Souls?"
"You...!" A flash of anger crossed Old Jack's eyes, but he held back and pulled out a certificate from his bag.
"Hey, hey, spit it out if you have something to say, don't pull something out and dirty my hands."
The doorman waved his hand, unwilling to take the small notebook that Old Jack handed him, but seeing the other's insistence, he still symbolically flipped through it.
"Tch!" The gatekeeper threw the certificate on the ground. "I thought the people in this run-down village would be more open-minded and slip in some small token of appreciation. Turns out, they're just destined to be poor and miserable their whole lives."
"You're deliberately making things difficult for us, Xiao San! Let's go! Let's go to the Spirit Hall and ask Master Su Yuntao to settle this matter." Old Jack had never been treated like this before, and with his neck flushed red, he was about to go and argue.
"With your pathetic state, Master Yuntao has no time to bother with you. Go back to where you came from."
"What did you say?"
The boy who had been standing silently beside the old man suddenly jumped between the old man and the gatekeeper, coldly staring at the person in front of him.
"What's wrong? You love to dream, but you can't hear well either? Go back now and stop making a fool of yourself here, dreaming of becoming a Soul Master."
Tang San silently recited the Xuan Tian Treasure Record. Seeing the gatekeeper already facing certain death, he immediately thrust his hands towards several of the gatekeeper's vital points. The gatekeeper dodged and was about to slap Tang San. The boy used the Crane Control Dragon Capture technique to push him down, but he didn't expect the other party to be so solid, standing motionless in place. The gatekeeper bared his teeth and looked at Tang San triumphantly.
"You little punk, you're quite the expert at underhanded tactics, aren't you?"
Seeing that his attack was ineffective, Tang San quickly used the momentum to create distance. With his left hand, he activated the button on the sleeve arrow in his right wrist. Under the illusion of ghostly movement, even Old Jack and the gatekeeper could not see his movements clearly. Several extremely sharp arrows shot towards the gatekeeper's neck, eyes, genitals, and other vital points.
The opponent was ruthless and fast; the gatekeeper didn't even have time to activate his martial spirit and could only watch as several crossbow bolts approached him.
A cold smile flashed across Tang San's lips. Now that he had made his move, he was determined to fight to the death.
"Agumon, Small Flame!"
At the young boy's command, the orange-red soul beast beside him obeyed, striking down the flying projectiles one by one with several fireballs.
Xiao Yan, accompanied by Agumon, stood between the two groups.
"Who are you? Are you with him?" Tang San looked at the child, who was about his age, with an unfriendly gaze. What surprised him was not only the power of the soul beast's flames, but also the precise angle at which it was knocked away. The crossbow bolts that were knocked down were scattered all over the ground, but no one was hurt.
"Mistress..." Old Jack stared dumbfounded at the child he had watched grow up. The child who was once sensible and gentle was now completely gone, replaced by a side of him that he had never seen before, both in terms of skill and character.
Xiao Yan smiled slightly, but before he could explain, Tang San, adhering to the principle of striking first, once again dodged and weaved, and several hidden arrows shot towards him and Agumon.
"Does this guy really think he's something special? He won't even listen to anyone, Agumon!"
"First Soul Skill: Crimson Dragon Breath!"
A yellowish light instantly surged from Xiao Yan's body, and as it attached itself to Agumon's body, blazing flames shot towards Tang San's sleeve arrow.
Even though they were quite far apart, Old Jack could feel the scorching heat inside, let alone Tang San, who was closest to him.
The only way he was able to interrupt Tang San's sleeve arrow trajectory was through the angle and force of the flame spray, which knocked it down. However, the impact of the crossbow bolt that hit his face was still very strong. Although Agumon's fireball could be used to counter it, it was not as powerful as the opponent's instantaneous attack. Fortunately, he had prepared in advance and was able to use his first soul skill immediately.
Actually, Xiao Yan had no choice. He originally wanted to explain in a cool way and then help out of the predicament, but who would have thought that these three sons would go berserk and kill without injuring a single one of them.
The scalding flames melted the crossbow bolt that Tang San had painstakingly crafted, but the range was perfectly controlled, only burning off Tang San's eyebrows when it hit his face.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Yan couldn't help but give Agumon a thumbs up.
"A yellow spirit ring!"
Surprised voices came from the gatekeeper and Old Jack. Only Tang San, who didn't know much about Soul Masters, didn't understand the significance of Xiao Yan's yellow Soul Ring. But seeing the reactions of the people around him, he knew that this person, who was about the same age as him, was no ordinary person.
"This is the first spirit ring! This kid has already obtained a hundred-year spirit ring."
In the distance, a haggard man with a felt hat and a side-parted hairstyle hid behind a building. He happened to be watching the scene in front of him, but his eyes were burning with fervor. He had long known that this work-study student who arrived first was no ordinary person. How could someone with innate full soul power be a waste? But these past few days, no matter whether he conveyed his message to him in the name of a master or as a teacher of the academy, this boy named Xiao Yan did not appreciate it.
He even spent three days studying the child's information, but it was just a thin sheet of paper. Apart from basic information such as Qing Shi Village, there was nothing he wanted. It wasn't that he cared too much about the child; he had seen countless geniuses in his life. It was just that this child, like him, had a separated martial soul.
He vaguely felt that the opportunity for his martial soul to break through lay in this child named Xiao Yan; this was a gift from heaven.
However, after observing him secretly for so many days, he discovered that this strange child did the same thing every day, except for running with his martial spirit, he did not have any other extra movements.
This morning should have been his fourth day of studying materials in his room, but early in the morning, his informant, who had given him some benefits, told him that Xiao Yan had changed his route and seemed to be leaving the academy. So he followed him all the way until he witnessed this scene unfold.
"The form of a martial soul changes when a soul skill is released. This should be recorded in my soul master theory. I never thought that I, Yu Xiaogang, would be able to take it a step further." Yu Xiaogang had naturally seen the rolling beast on Xiao Yan's head, so he was even more convinced of his own ideas. A village boy like Xiao Yan would naturally not realize the shock that his first soul ring would bring to the soul master world. And after he took him as his disciple, he could call these actions his own research.
"I knew it! In this world, there are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters. I must take Xiao Yan as my disciple. Since his separated martial soul can reach such a height, then my Luo Sanpao can definitely do it too. Maybe he can even break through my thirty-year barrier."
"In the world of Soul Masters, I, Yu Xiaogang, am returning!" The weary and weathered middle-aged man looked at Xiao Yan not far away, his eyes gleaming.