Douluo Continent: My life is ruined, but I become stronger by taking on disciples.

Chapter 105 Clown Tang San

Tang San and Feng Xiaotian couldn't wait to step into the arena. Even before they entered, they were already searching for each other's weaknesses.

The two stood on the ring, their eyes meeting.

Once everyone was present, the referee raised his arm and swung it heavily.

"The match begins!"

However, after the referee's voice fell, neither Tang San nor Feng Xiaotian rushed to make a move, and they continued to observe each other.

Sensing Feng Xiaotian's soul power, Tang San remained calm, his eyes showing a hint of disdain.

"Hmph, barely a Soul Master? Such a person is just a stepping stone for me to make a name for myself. I can defeat you even without using hidden weapons."

Tang San was incredibly arrogant and didn't take Feng Xiaotian seriously at all.

He raised his right hand, a flash of blue light appeared, and the Blue Silver Grass appeared in his palm.

Feng Xiaotian raised an eyebrow, his eyes sharpening.

He was looked down upon.

That's right, he was looked down upon by a Soul Master who had just broken through.

As one of the hosts of this banquet, Tang San's existence as a twin martial soul was no secret.

Feng Xiaotian was naturally aware of this.

"Interesting. Despite being just a Soul Master, he managed to advance to the individual competition. Facing me with only a useless martial soul like Blue Silver Grass and without the Clear Sky Hammer, I was truly underestimated."

Feng Xiaotian said coldly, "Martial Soul, possess!"

In an instant, a layer of blue light burst forth from his body, his bones crackled and popped, and his body underwent a dramatic transformation.

His hair was dyed blue, and his whole body swelled from 1.78 meters to more than 2 meters, with a wolf's head even appearing on his left shoulder.

This is Feng Xiaotian's martial soul, the Gale Twin-Headed Wolf.

In the audience, Lan Minghua glanced at Tang San with a cold smile.

"You're courting death! You really think Feng Xiaotian is just an ordinary Soul Master? You'll get what's coming to you."

However, this is exactly what he wanted to see.

If Tang San were to lose to Feng Xiaotian in the very first match, it wouldn't just be him who would lose face, but also the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School and the Clear Sky School behind him.

However, Tang San remained confident on the stage.

He had already learned about Feng Xiaotian's information from the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School's records.

"You mere offensive Soul Master? Watch how I toy with you."

Just as Tang San was thinking about how to win, Feng Xiaotian finally made his move.

With a "whoosh," he appeared in front of Tang San almost instantly, leaving behind a lingering afterimage.

"What?!"

Tang San was greatly shocked, completely unexpected that Feng Xiaotian's speed was no slower than any agility-type Soul Master.

His Purple Demon Eyes could only catch a blurry shadow.

Feng Xiaotian didn't care what Tang San was thinking at the moment, and his first spirit ring lit up as he rushed over.

His hand transformed into a wolf's claw, carrying streaks of wind blades that pierced through the air with a piercing sound, as he clawed at Tang San's chest.

The only difference between Feng Xiaotian and the current Feng Xiaotian in the Continental Advanced Elite Soul Master Competition is a few levels of soul power.

Everything else is already complete.

Without the help of immortal herbs, Tang San is now only a Soul Master, how can he possibly match Feng Xiaotian?

He had no way to dodge Feng Xiaotian's first soul skill, which was right in front of him.

The only thing he could do was cross his hands in front of his chest and take the blow head-on.

"clang!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out on the arena, and sparks flew as the Xuan Yu Hand collided with the wolf claw.

Feng Xiaotian was also taken aback, not expecting that Tang San was actually quite capable, managing to block his surprise attack.

However, his attack was not over yet.

With a sudden burst of strength, the wolf claws slashed away the Xuan Yu hands that were crossed in front of his chest and viciously grabbed at Tang San's chest.

Tang San felt as if both arms had been torn apart, making them completely unusable for defense.

Sensing the danger in front of him, he stomped his foot heavily on the ground, and fell backward.

"laugh!"

A streak of green light flashed past, tearing Tang San's clothes across his chest, nearly causing him to be disemboweled by wolf claws.

However, he had no leverage while in the air.

Feng Xiaotian seized the opportunity, appearing in front of Tang San in a flash, and his sharp wolf claws struck Tang San's chest without hesitation.

"Pfft!"

Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood, and was pushed back several meters on the arena by the immense force.

"How is this possible!" Tang Sanqiang suppressed the metallic taste in his throat and stared incredulously at the figure not far away.

However, Feng Xiaotian was not going to give him a chance, and his second spirit ring lit up.

"Second Soul Skill, Twin Wolves Possession!"

In an instant, the two-headed wolf shadow on his back quickly disappeared into his body.

In an instant, the azure light around Feng Xiaotian intensified, and the nascent form of a hurricane began to appear.

Before he finished speaking, Feng Xiaotian shot out like a streak of blue light, incredibly fast.

Tang San dared not be careless any longer, and his first and third spirit rings lit up at the same time.

"First Soul Skill, Entanglement."

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"Third Soul Skill, Spider Web Binding!"

He slammed his palm heavily on the arena floor, causing the ground to churn and the Blue Silver Grass to surge towards Feng Xiaotian like a tidal wave.

Feng Xiaotian chuckled and waved his arms, sending dozens of cyan wind blades into the Blue Silver Grass tide.

The moment they made contact, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was split open and then shredded into pieces.

Not only that, after the wind blades pierced through the Blue Silver Grass, they continued to slash at Tang San.

Tang San used his Ghost Shadow Stalking technique to evade, and was about to draw his hidden weapon to counterattack.

But as soon as he turned around, Feng Xiaotian reappeared in front of him.

The wolf claws swung out again, each swing leaving three solid afterimages.

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, and he once again used the Xuan Yu Hand to block in front of him.

"Clang clang clang!"

The jade hand and the wolf claw collided three times in an instant, each time producing sparks.

Tang San's sleeves instantly turned into flying catkins, and fine blood lines appeared on his bare forearms under Feng Xiaotian's fierce and relentless attacks.

"Snap!"

After countless attacks, Tang San and Feng Xiaotian simultaneously heard a faint cracking sound coming from their arms.

Tang San's pupils reflected the countless blue claw shadows, and he inwardly groaned in despair.

Feng Xiaotian's face darkened, and his eyes became even sharper.

"Not even using the Clear Sky Hammer? Looks like I've been underestimated! In that case, take your arrogance with you to hell!"

He was completely enraged and attacked even more frequently.

Tang San complained bitterly, not because he didn't want to use the Clear Sky Hammer, but because he had no opportunity to use it.

However, Feng Xiaotian was unaware of this; he only knew that he had been underestimated.

Only by completely defeating Tang San can the hatred in my heart be extinguished.

"clang!"

Tang San was only a Soul Master after all, and he couldn't withstand Feng Xiaotian's attacks indefinitely. Now, the Xuan Yu Hand had reached its limit.

"Damn it, am I going to lose?! No, no, I'm not willing to accept this!" he cried out in his heart.

Feng Xiaotian knew that Tang San had reached his limit, but he had no intention of holding back. A blue hurricane appeared on his wolf claws, its sharpness seemingly about to cut Tang San into pieces.

"It's time to end this, Tang San!"

However, just as he was about to finish off Tang San with one blow, a familiar voice suddenly rang in his mind.

"Xiaotian, no!"

Feng Xiaotian was startled by the voice.

However, it was this moment of hesitation that gave Tang San the opportunity.

Tang San quickly bowed, and a crossbow bolt several tens of centimeters long shot out from his back, heading straight for Feng Xiaotian's face.

Feng Xiaotian quickly bent over, and the crossbow bolt flew past him, almost grazing his face.

He performed several back handsprings to create distance, then looked in confusion toward the Kamikaze Academy's position in the audience.

"Father, why? Isn't the exchange competition supposed to be a matter of life and death?"

(End of this chapter)