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"Longyuan's strength is indeed formidable."

“But his cultivation level is lower than mine, so I have no reason to lose to him.”

Tang San thought for a moment.

If he uses the Ghostly Shadow Technique, it will be impossible for Long Yuan to defeat him using the same methods he used to defeat Ma Hongjun.

He possesses innate full soul power and twin martial souls. From birth, he has used the Mysterious Heaven Skill as his manual, mastered all the Tang Sect's unique techniques, and is also skilled in hidden weapons.

He couldn't believe that someone with so many tricks up his sleeve would be inferior to someone like Long Yuan.

His innate talent combined with memories from his past life. The foundation-building in infancy and the diligent training after awakening his martial soul.

He was confident that he had reached the pinnacle among his peers over the past twelve years, and that no great soul master could be stronger than him.

"Third Brother, you must avenge me..."

Ma Hongjun was secretly delighted. The others could only nod in agreement.

Tang San's strength was evident to all. His defeat of Long Yuan might bring fame to Shrek Academy.

Ning Rongrong didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly.

Although she didn't say anything, she was secretly looking forward to it.

The name Long Yuan always evoked a strange, inexplicable feeling in her. If Tang San could win, perhaps she could finally let go of that inexplicable feeling.

Everyone started talking at once, and the atmosphere became lively.

Only Zhu Zhuqing sat quietly in the corner, her light-colored eyes calm as still water.

She glanced at the spirited Tang San, then at the blurry black figure in the contestant tunnel below, and pursed her lips slightly.

'What a pity.'

'Third Brother is destined to be no match for that guy.'

She was the only one who had ever seen Longyuan's true face.

That night, the other person made her fully understand what the difference in talent meant.

She would never have believed that kind of spirit ring configuration if she hadn't seen it with her own eyes.

A two-ring Grand Soul Master with a ten-thousand-year Soul Ring!

Who would believe that if I told them?

But she saw it with her own eyes.

As the black spirit ring slowly rotated around the pitch-black scepter, her Netherworld Cat Martial Soul trembled.

That was reverence from the very source of martial spirit.

"but……"

Zhu Zhuqing's gaze flickered slightly and landed on Ning Rongrong.

Little did that girl know that the person she had given up on was shining brightly in another way.

"Luckily, Rongrong gave up."

Zhu Zhuqing lowered her eyes, a feeling welling up inside her that she herself couldn't quite understand.

"Otherwise, Rongrong would have really struck gold."

She didn't know what was wrong with her.

Rongrong and she had a fairly good relationship, but after learning that Rongrong and Long Yuan were not together and that she had broken up with Gu Linyuan, she felt a little secretly pleased.

As soon as the thought popped into her head, Zhu Zhuqing quickly suppressed it.

Her face remained expressionless and aloof, revealing nothing about her true feelings.

But the tips of her ears were slightly red in the moonlight.

……

Battle Arena.

The Soto City Arena was packed tonight.

It's not because there's any special showdown tonight, but because Longyuan has come again.

This mysterious young man in black has become the most talked-about figure in the history of the Soto City Grand Arena in just one week.

There are no celebrities in this world.

If we really look at it, those genius soul masters are the true rising stars.

In this world of cultivation, geniuses are always the most talked-about.

The stands were packed with people, and even the aisles were full of people.

The VIP box was brightly lit, and the city lord of Soto City, representatives of various forces, and Soul Masters who had rushed over upon hearing the news... almost half of Soto City's high society had come.

"I heard that Long Yuan's opponent tonight is Tang San from Shrek Academy!"

"Tang San? I heard he's never lost! I wonder how he compares to Long Yuan."

"To be fair, Shrek Academy does have something special. A small academy can actually have so many geniuses. Tang San's martial soul is just Blue Silver Grass, yet he can overpower so many soul masters, making him a true prodigy."

The entire arena was filled with a restless and excited atmosphere, as everyone awaited this fierce battle.

On the Battle Arena.

Two figures walked out of the contestant tunnel.

On the left, Tang San, dressed in a blue outfit, stood ramrod straight with steady steps. His face was handsome yet resolute, and his deep eyes held a calm, well-like confidence.

On the right, Gu Linyuan was dressed in a black robe, the hood obscuring most of his face, revealing only his sharply defined chin and slightly upturned lips. He walked slowly and casually, as if he were there for a stroll rather than a battle.

The two met in the center of the Soul Arena and stood about twenty paces apart.

"Long Yuan, shouldn't you use your Martial Soul today?"

"Although I don't know what your martial soul is, if you don't even use your martial soul, you can't possibly be my match." Tang San's gaze was sharp as he calmly looked at Long Yuan in front of him.

A familiar sense of oppression surged through his body, and Tang San's eyes were filled with fighting spirit.

This is his first time in this world, and he has a strong desire to fight, the kind of desire that requires him to win even if it means revealing his trump cards.

"Then it depends on your abilities. However, Tang San, you give me a different feeling than the others."

Gu Linyuan raised an eyebrow.

Tang San got serious.

People like Tang San.

The difference between playing seriously and not playing seriously is enormous.

He remembered that in the original storyline, Tang San even defeated Tai Nuo, a level 58 Soul King, after arriving in Heaven Dou City. Although he used hidden weapons, it was enough to prove Tang San's strength.

"Long Yuan, I know you are very strong."

"But your winning streak ends here."

Gu Linyuan did not answer.

Beneath the hood, a slight smile played at the corners of his lips.

It wasn't contempt, nor mockery, but a smile of anticipation.

"Tang San".

He silently recited the name in his heart.

"Let me see just how much the future Sea God and Asura God really are."

Chapter 19 Ten Thousand Year Soul Skill Tears Heaven and Earth, Ning Rongrong: Long Yuan is Gu Lin Yuan?

The referee raised his right hand.

"Both sides prepare."

Tang San took a deep breath, his eyes becoming sharp as knives.

He raised his right hand, and the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul appeared in his palm.

Two yellow spirit rings rose from beneath his feet.

A level 28 control-type battle spirit master, with the Blue Silver Grass martial spirit.

"start!"

The referee swung his right hand down suddenly.

The moment the words left his mouth, Tang San moved.

Unlike Ma Hongjun, who stood still and unleashed his soul skill, he shot towards Gu Linyuan like an arrow released from a bow.

His footsteps were strange and elusive; with each step, his figure shifted between reality and illusion.

This is a ghost story!

The ultimate martial art of the Tang Clan, representing the pinnacle of footwork and body techniques.

At his level, almost no one can track his movements.

Gu Linyuan's pupils contracted slightly.

It's not that it's fast, but rather that its rhythm is bizarre.

Tang San's footwork appeared chaotic, but in reality, each step was placed in the most crucial position, blocking his attack route and creating the best angle for himself to strike.

"Is this the fighting style of the Tang Sect disciples? Ghostly Shadows and Mysterious Steps, it certainly lives up to its name," Gu Linyuan murmured.

Tang San moved closer, his right hand reaching out with five fingers like claws, aiming to grab Gu Linyuan's right arm.

The Tang Clan's grappling techniques, known as "Controlling Cranes and Capturing Dragons," utilize softness to overcome hardness and leverage the opponent's strength against them.

Once he grabs you, you'll be pulled by his strength, lose your balance, and fall into a passive position.

Gu Linyuan did not retreat.

His right arm trembled, and dark, destructive soul power surged across his body as he met Tang San's attack head-on.