Dugu Bo looked at Tang San's eyes suddenly blossoming with radiance, and couldn't help staring blankly a moment, "Little freak, you don't have a fever, do you? Don't tell me you didn't understand what I said just now? Those spirit bones aren't something you can covet. "
Tang San didn't speak. What is called hearing may be false, seeing is believing. Raising his right hand, faint blue light bubbled up from his palm. Under his precise control, only a tiny strand of Blue Silver Grass drilled out of his palm. That was only in the form of a blade, and didn't seem any different from wild Blue Silver Grass. The appearance of the spirit also made the spirit rings naturally float out of his body.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, four spirit rings quietly spiraled out. The yellow ring of light was bright and spirited, the purple spirit ring was noble and threatening, and that black spirit ring was as deep as a bottomless abyss, brimming with a terrifying charm.
"You … …" Dugu Bo suddenly stood, looking at Tang San with a myriad of changes in his gaze, a severe imposing manner abruptly bursting out of his body, pressuring Tang San from all sides.
Under the effect of the external pressure, Tang San's four spirit rings blazed with light, only the Blue Silver Grass in his palm still gently swayed.
"No, this is impossible." Dugu Bo rubbed his eyes hard, then shook his head, carefully staring at that black spirit ring on Tang San's head.
Tang San smiled slightly, saying: "Have you forgotten? What I'm most proficient at is making the impossible possible. Now, do you think it's possible for me to go all out against the Martial Soul Palace people? "
Dugu Bo drew a deep breath, slowly suppressing the astonishment in his heart, saying something that Tang San hadn't expected, "Give up on this tournament. With your age, you still have the possibility of participating in the next tournament. At that time, there shouldn't be anyone who would be a match for your team. "
"Why should I give up?" Tang San stared wide eyed.
Dugu Bo lowered his voice: "If your strength was still like before, or if your fourth spirit ring was only on the thousand year level, I wouldn't be worried about you. But now it's different. The fourth spirit ring reaching the ten thousand year level will bring you endless trouble. Do you think that Martial Soul Palace won't notice you? If you are Martial Soul Palace, and you meet such a genius, you will not be able to escape. What would he do? There were only two possibilities: subduing or destroying. If my guess is correct, your information is already on the desk of at least one Platinum Bishop. Martial Soul Palace won't attack you from behind. They can use this tournament to kill you fair and square on the stage. To Martial Soul Palace, the competition rules are nothing more than a game that can be toyed with. "
Tang San smiled bitterly and said, "So, you still don't think highly of me?"
Dugu Bo gave him a deep look, "Martial Soul Palace has three people called the Golden Generation. I don't know the specifics. He didn't know what their martial souls and soul skills were. But there is one thing I can tell you, among these three people, the one with the lowest spirit power is at rank 51, the other two are at rank 52. They are all only twenty three or twenty four years old. When they broke through the fiftieth rank and obtained their fifth spirit ring, the Pope personally conferred the Martial Soul Palace Purple Record Medal, also setting a record for Martial Soul Palace. And among the others who formed this team, none of them have spirit power lower than rank 45. This is everything I know. "
Even though Tang San had always known the power of Martial Soul Palace, only now did he understand just how terrifying Martial Soul Palace was.
Fiftieth rank, and moreover three fiftieth rank … … The rest were all over rank 45. What did this mean?
Even though Tang San was completely confident in himself, right now he saw a chasm that was difficult to cross. The lowest level of the opponent was higher than his own side's highest level, could he really defeat such an opponent?
Seeing Tang San's startled expression, Dugu Bo sighed, saying: "With your age, your current rank is even more terrifying than theirs, let alone when you still have an external spirit bone. Don't think too much, there will be opportunities. As long as you don't take a detour, there will inevitably be a day when you surpass them. "
Tang San suddenly smiled. Perhaps it was because Dugu Bo's previous reminder had untied the knot in his heart. Right now his heart was incomparably clear.
"Old freak, didn't you just say? To a Soul Master, confidence is important. If I really avoided fighting this time, then the blow to my confidence would be unimaginable. So what if I lost? Even if I couldn't beat them, don't tell me I couldn't protect myself? Only by going all out can I know the gap between the two sides. I won't give up. "
Looking at Tang San, Dugu Bo's eyes unconsciously had something, "Forget it, I don't feel like paying attention to you, do as you please. I'll leave first, I still haven't eaten after hurrying back from so far away. I'll go forage. "
Finished speaking, green light flashed, and Dugu Bo's tall silhouette disappeared.
Warmth spread in his chest. Dugu Bo coming to see him as soon as he returned definitely wasn't because of those Cluster Soul Chasing Balls, it was his concern for him. From the initial intense wariness, to now completely defenseless.
Even though the two were several times apart in age, from Dugu Bo, Tang San felt the same affection as Maestro, and even a bit more of friendship. This was friendship despite the difference in age.
Dugu Bo left. The first thing Tang San did wasn't to cultivate, nor was he to ponder, but to sleep.
Two days and two nights without rest had long since overdrawn his spirit. Without enough rest, how could he start experimenting with his ideas? Therefore, he chose to sleep without the slightest hesitation, and very quickly entered dreamland.
The dazzling Platinum main classroom was more than two hundred square meters, its spacious interior arranged with all kinds of curiosities.
Salas sat behind his somewhat exaggeratedly gorgeous office desk. In front of him, a document was placed. It was a document transferred from Nuoding City.
It had to be said that Martial Soul Palace's efficiency was still very high. In less than a month, like looking for a needle in a haystack, they had found this required document from each city's Martial Soul Palace registration files.
This was already the seventh time Salas had read this document, but in his heart he still didn't dare believe what he was seeing was real.
The document placed in front of him was information on a Soul Master, this Soul Master's name was: Tang San.
The information was very detailed, from the first time Tang San registered at Martial Soul Palace, confirming his Soul Master status, to each time he received a Soul Master's allowance and each time he received a title promotion after obtaining a spirit ring, every detail was there.
What kind of soul ring he had obtained, what rank of soul power he had, these weren't the reasons why Salas had read the information seven times. The reason why he had read it so many times was actually just to look at that one number, the number that represented his age.
Fourteen years old, only fourteen years old, still a few months away from fifteen years old. Fortieth ranked Spirit Ancestor, a fourteen year old Spirit Ancestor, possessing a fourth spirit ring, and even a ten thousand year level.
Slapping his forehead, Salas really didn't want to believe this was real.
Standing up, Salas walked over to the bookcase behind the desk, raising his hand to pull a thick book on the shelf, accompanied by a creaking mechanical sound, the bookcase slowly moved to the side, exposing a wall.
On the wall was a square metal plate, emitting faint spirit power fluctuations, very clearly, this metal plate was a spirit tool. Pressing his right palm, immediately, a layer of faint red light emitted from the metal plate, in a split second covering Salas's palm.
Another mechanical sound echoed, the metal plate slowly caved in, exposing a square space, the space wasn't large, only one square foot, placed inside was a stack of documents.
Salas simply flipped through, from among them pulled out a document, on this document, marked 'top secret'.
Inside the document bag were only three sheets of paper, on them were three sets of information. Salas carefully searched through the information, very quickly finding what he needed.
"Fifteen years old, sixteen years old, among the three of them, the youngest also reached fortieth ranked spirit power at fifteen years old."
Fiercely closing the document, making a pa sound, Salas quickly closed the secret compartment, returning with large strides to his desk, once again picking up Tang San's document, looking at that number for the eighth time.
"Earlier than the golden generation by one year, Blue Silver Grass, trash spirit? Truly interesting. Also fortunately he only has Blue Silver Grass. But this Tang San's spirit power growth rate is a bit too fast. Innate full spirit power Blue Silver Grass. It seems, it should be a mutation. "
Salas clearly wasn't affected by Emperor Xue Ye's unyielding attitude today, taking a pen, very quickly writing a letter. On the envelope were five words, top secret, for the Pope.
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Quietly drilling into the forest behind Shrek Academy, quickly advancing along the familiar road, still carrying a wooden box in her hand. Her speed was very fast, every time her pair of long legs exerted force, her body would be sent at least five meters away, in a moment's work, the wooden house in the forest was already in sight.
Her body shot up, quietly crossing over the fence, in two leaps she had already arrived in front of the wooden house.
Quietly drilling into the wooden house, not waiting for her to make any movements, a tough Blue Silver Grass had already quietly wrapped around her long legs. A deep voice sounded from the darkness, "Who?"
"Brother, it's me."
Following that sweet-sounding voice, the Blue Silver Grass quietly retreated, Tang San lit the wooden house's oil lamp.
The person who came was precisely Xiao Wu, Xiao Wu put down the food box in her hands, somewhat worried looking at Tang San, but she didn't ask anything.
Although others didn't know about Tang San's condition these two days, she naturally saw it with her own eyes, her heart was naturally filled with worry as she came to deliver food to Tang San every day.
She asked Maestro several times, but Maestro always told her that Tang San had to think clearly about his own problems.
Even Maestro didn't expect Tang San to be more dangerous than he imagined.
Under the illumination of the oil lamp, Xiao Wu's charming complexion seemed even more beautiful, a pair of pitch black big eyes, a long scorpion braid, and that somewhat exaggeratedly long beautiful legs, although she only wore ordinary school uniform cloth clothes, that fresh and fresh smell constantly pervaded the air from within her body.
"Brother, you should eat something first." Xiao Wu opened the food box, one by one taking out the food inside, four dishes, a soup, and a few steamed buns. It was very sumptuous, still steaming hot at this time.
This was also an important reason why Xiao Wu rushed over before, she was afraid that the food would get cold.
Rubbing Xiao Wu's head, Tang San pulled over a chair to sit down, not hesitating to eat heartily. He didn't know the taste of food for two days, now that the knot in his heart had been resolved, his appetite naturally increased, like a whirlwind sweeping away the clouds in front of him.
Seeing Tang San eat happily, Xiao Wu first stared blankly, but very quickly her charming face had a bit of a smile. The two of them had been together for so many years, how could she not see the change in Tang San's mood? Seeing that Tang San had already passed the dangerous period, Xiao Wu's taut heartstrings couldn't help but relax.
"Brother, let me tell you some good news. My soul power has already reached rank 39. "
Tang San somewhat astonished raised his head, chewing the food in his mouth while pleasantly surprised saying: "So fast, then maybe by the time the finals come, you will also be able to break through rank 40. Even if you can't, if you increase your soul power by one more rank, your strength will also increase a bit. "
Xiao Wu smiled and shook her head, saying: "I'm afraid it's impossible for me to reach rank 40 in this competition, after all, I have to break through a bottleneck. But the difference shouldn't be too big. I will try my best. You also have to work hard! The competition that day can't be blamed on you. After all, our coordination with Thélon and the others was still a bit lacking. Wait until the finals, we and Shrek Seven will appear together. The result will definitely be different. Each of us will give you enough support. Everyone has trained together for so long, experienced so much, the final champion will definitely be us. "
In a short while, Tang San had already swept away all the food, smiling as he watched Xiao Wu tidy up the dishes quietly. For some reason, the current him unexpectedly didn't want to think about cultivation at all.
"Brother, we haven't exchanged pointers in a long time. You rest for a while first, how about we compare pointers later? No soul skills or hidden weapons allowed. "
Looking at Xiao Wu's smile that wasn't a smile, Tang San laughed: "You want to torture me? Just say it. But, even if you don't use soul skills, you might not be able to beat me now. "
If she didn't use soul skills and hidden weapons, Tang San would often be defeated by Xiao Wu when he sparred with her in the past. Her all-pervasive soft skills were really too tyrannical.
Once entangled, let alone someone of the same rank, even an opponent a rank higher than her wouldn't be able to do anything. In terms of close combat ability, among the Shrek Seven, Xiao Wu wasn't inferior to Tang San, and was even superior to Dai Mubai.
Xiao Wu pouted and said: "I don't believe you. My soft skills have improved recently. We haven't had such a close combat in at least half a year, right? "
Tang San nodded and said: "More or less. In the past half a year, everyone has been practicing tactics."
The advantages of Xiao Wu's soft skills were obvious, but their flaws were equally obvious.
She had to get close to her opponent, and when facing a strong Soul Master, once she released her soul skills, it would be very difficult to get close to her opponent. Even if she used teleportation, it would be very difficult to get close to her opponent.
Just like Huo Wu's Defying Ring of Fire, she could push her opponent away from her at any time. Xiao Wu's soft skills naturally wouldn't be effective.
Regarding this point, Tang San and Xiao Wu had studied it carefully before, but until now they hadn't found a perfect solution. Although they could solve it through some coordination between the two of them, Xiao Wu's single combat ability still hadn't been effectively improved.
"Come, let's try it now. Let me see to what extent your close combat ability has improved." Tang San said to Xiao Wu with a smile. He wasn't an ordinary person. Although he had eaten a lot, it wouldn't affect him to move his hands and feet.
The two of them went outside and looked at each other, smiling under the moonlight.
"Brother, then I'm going to start."
"Come." Tang San smiled and hooked his finger at Xiao Wu.
Everyone's strength was improving, and Tang San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track had gradually reached the acme of perfection with the Mysterious Heaven Skill. Although Xiao Wu's close combat ability was very strong, as long as he didn't let her use her strength in close combat, it didn't matter how strong she was. Therefore, Tang San didn't think he would lose.
Xiao Wu moved. Her speed was indeed very fast. She didn't seem to bend her legs to exert force, but in a flash she had already cut in front of Tang San. The long scorpion braid at the back of her head swept out, covering a large area. At the same time, her hands reached out and wrapped around Tang San's neck.
Tang San's feet quickly moved three times, and his body flickered like an illusion. At the same time, his upper body leaned back, and he cleverly escaped from Xiao Wu's attack range. He didn't counterattack, but used the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and quickly retreated.
Xiao Wu naturally wouldn't let it go. Her upper body suddenly crouched down, and her footsteps quickly sped up. Her upper body swayed slightly, and Tang San felt his vision blur. In that instant, Xiao Wu's body seemed to become illusory, as if three of her had appeared at the same time.
If not for the fact that he was extremely familiar with Xiao Wu's soul skills, Tang San would even think that she had used her own skill. But reason told him that it didn't belong to any of Xiao Wu's soul skills. The reason why three figures appeared at the same time was because of their speed.
At the same time when the three figures appeared, Xiao Wu's speed suddenly increased to a terrifying level. Although it couldn't be compared to teleportation, it only took her a moment to close the distance between her and Tang San. The three figures, two illusory and one real, surrounded Tang San in an instant.
The scorpion braid swept out again.
"So fast!" Tang San exclaimed, but his footsteps didn't stop. If the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track could be so easily broken, it wouldn't be the secret skill of the Tang Gate. As an auxiliary ability of hidden weapons, Qinggong had always been highly valued by the Tang Gate.
Tang San's body also became illusory, and he really flashed a few times like a shadow. It seemed that he was retreating to the left, but in fact, his body had already moved to the right. Xiao Wu's determined pounce still missed.
Stopping, Xiao Wu looked at Tang San angrily. "Why are you running so fast? It's not like I'm going to eat you."
Tang San chuckled and said, "If I can't beat you, can't I just run? If you're so capable, catch me! "
Xiao Wu snorted. "Then I'm going to use my real skills." As she said that, she pulled her scorpion braid with her right hand.
"I'm waiting to see your real skills." Tang San teased her.
"Coming." Xiao Wu held her braid with one hand, leaned her upper body forward again, and rushed straight at Tang San. Just when Tang San was about to use the same trick and dodge with the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track again. Xiao Wu suddenly made a move.
The scorpion braid swung, and suddenly the braid scattered. The originally long braid instantly turned into a black cloud that enveloped Tang San's body. Although Tang San's speed was fast, it was all too sudden. He only felt his vision go black, and he subconsciously retreated.
The scorpion braid itself could be said to be an extension of Xiao Wu's attack range. When it was braid, it was 1.6 meters long, but now that it suddenly scattered, the braid's length suddenly increased to more than two meters, causing Tang San to make an error in his judgment of the distance. More importantly, the original scorpion braid was only like a long whip, and its attack range was limited.
But now that the long hair scattered, not only did the area it covered change from a line to a surface, but it also blocked Tang San's vision in an instant.
Xiao Wu's speed was faster than Tang San imagined. If Tang San could see Xiao Wu's eyes at this time, he would definitely see a sly light in them. In the previous attack, she did not use her speed to the limit at all. At this time, if Zhu Zhuqing was here, she would definitely find that Xiao Wu's speed was not inferior to hers at all. At most, she was a little less agile than her.
The braid suddenly divided into five parts, respectively wrapping around Tang San's neck, arms, and legs. Tang San's Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track only allowed him to dodge the bottom two parts, and his arms and neck tightened at the same time.
Tang San secretly shouted that it was not good. His hands immediately wrapped around Xiao Wu's braid, and at the same time, his body immediately jumped up, just in time to get rid of Xiao Wu's long legs that wrapped around him.
Grabbing Xiao Wu's hair, Tang San suddenly had a strange feeling. The hair had a faint fragrance, and it was very soft and slippery. He could not hold it firmly at all. Moreover, there was a faint toughness on the hair, and it was flexible as if it was alive.
Suddenly, the hair wrapped around Tang San's neck and arms loosened at the same time and slipped through his fingers. No matter how hard Tang San tried, he could not keep the smooth black hair.
Xiao Wu's charming laughter also sounded at this time, "Brother, let's see where you can run this time."
At this time, Tang San had also realized that it was not good. In order to avoid Xiao Wu's long legs, his body had already jumped into the air. Originally, he planned to use the pulling force of the hair in his hand to change direction. But the hair suddenly slipped away, leaving him powerless, and his body suddenly rose into the air.
No matter how magical the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track was, there must be a place to borrow strength, but how could Tang San borrow strength at this time?
The leg that Xiao Wu wrapped around his waist was a feint. At the same time as she pulled back the hair, her body had already slightly crouched, and in the next moment, she jumped up and chased Tang San in the air.
Her soft little hands once again wrapped around Tang San's neck. In desperation, Tang San poured his ability into his arms to block. But was Xiao Wu's hands so easy to block? Her soft hands and soft arms instantly extended along Tang San's arms, smoothly wrapping around his neck, and her whole body had already stuck to him.
Tang San felt his waist tighten, and he had already been wrapped around by Xiao Wu's powerful long legs. Whether it was her arms or legs, Xiao Wu gave him the feeling that she was full of flexibility, even stronger than his Blue Silver Grass. The most terrifying thing was that this flexibility of Xiao Wu's body was as smooth as her long hair. When Tang San exerted force, the force released from his body was immediately offset by the slight movements of Xiao Wu's delicate body.
If it was described using the martial arts of Tang San's previous world to describe it, then the ability that Xiao Wu's body displayed at this time was like the strongest 'Four Liang Moving a Thousand Jin'. No matter how much strength you used, you simply couldn't shake her off. Tang San's arms and neck had already been completely locked by Xiao Wu's arms, and he couldn't attack even if he wanted to.
If he was facing an enemy at this time, Tang San could only do a headbutt. But how could he bear to do that to Xiao Wu? What if he hurt Xiao Wu? Moreover, if Xiao Wu was really an enemy, the moment she wrapped around his neck, Waist Bow would have already been activated. She wouldn't have given him a chance to resist.
But Xiao Wu didn't activate Waist Bow. Her black hair fluttered behind her, and the arms wrapped around Tang San's neck tightened. The two of them just fell from the sky face to face.
Until his feet touched the ground, Tang San still couldn't believe that this was real. He looked at the close proximity of Xiao Wu, who was breathing like orchids, and couldn't help but be speechless.
Tang San could be sure that he absolutely wasn't careless. He was aware of Xiao Wu's close combat ability, and from the beginning, he used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. But in the end, he still fell for it. The key lay in the changes in Xiao Wu's long hair and her body.
Xiao Wu's close combat had clearly become stronger, but this didn't seem to be given to her by the Soul Ring. Tang San was very curious about how she did it.
"I won." Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with a smile. Her legs were wrapped around his waist, and she didn't let go. At such a close distance, the two of them could even hear each other's breath.
Looking at Xiao Wu at such a close distance, Tang San's gaze was a little frozen. There seemed to be a ball of fire burning in his chest, and his breathing clearly became coarse.
Xiao Wu quickly discovered the changes in Tang San, and the smile on her face gradually disappeared. She similarly stared at him, and the hands that were wrapped around his arms moved slightly, releasing Tang San's arms, but her hands still wrapped around his neck. Her small perky butt was now pressed against Tang San's lower abdomen. Her breathing also began to become coarse, and she could even hear the sound of her own heartbeat speeding up.
Tang San's hands subconsciously wrapped around Xiao Wu's slender waist, and he pulled her closer. Xiao Wu's arms were also exerting force at the same time, and a trace of confused feelings was spreading in both of their hearts at the same time.
"Chirp — —" A night bird's cry suddenly broke the silence, and Tang San's mind became clear, and he hurriedly restrained his emotions.
She's my younger sister, what's wrong with me?
He subconsciously let go of the hands that were wrapped around her waist. Tang San somewhat panicked and grabbed Xiao Wu's shoulders, and he turned his head. "Xiao Wu, how did you do it? Your close combat ability seems to have strengthened a lot. " At this time, the only thing Tang San could do was to change the topic, and only then could he somewhat reduce the embarrassment in his heart.
"En …" Feeling Tang San's emotions cool down, Xiao Wu also gradually calmed down, but she was unwilling to break away from Tang San's contact. Although her legs slid down from Tang San's body, she still wrapped her arms around Tang San's neck, and her body leaned on Tang San's shoulder, and her face naturally revealed a faint smile.
Tang San wanted to push Xiao Wu away, but he was somewhat unable to bear it. But Xiao Wu opened her mouth, "Brother, do you know why my close combat ability has strengthened so much?"
Tang San blankly shook his head. Although he was smart, he now somewhat lost the ability to think.
Xiao Wu said, "I know the flaws in my skills, but I comprehended the softness of soft skills not long ago. Spirit skills don't necessarily have to be bestowed by spirit rings. True experts also had many abilities that weren't inferior to soul skills. Just like your Purple Demon Eyes Spiritual Shock, isn't it like this? We all have a lot of potential, and developing one is a kind of spirit skill. The comprehension of a self-created Soul Skill is even deeper than that of a Soul Ring, and is also more practical. "
Hearing Xiao Wu's words, Tang San couldn't help but stare blankly, and forgot to push Xiao Wu away, and immediately sank into thought. Xiao Wu's words could be said to have opened another door for him. If Dugu Bo's previous reminders had made him think of the embryonic form of his future skills, then Xiao Wu had helped him erase the vagueness in front of him, everything becoming clear.
Xiao Wu leaned on Tang San's shoulder, "Also, when we use spirit abilities, we can also be a bit more meticulous. The mutual coordination of our own spirit abilities, the coordination with our companions' spirit abilities, even if it isn't a spirit fusion ability, the effect will definitely be stronger than one plus one equals two."
Tang San astonished said: "When did you see it so clearly? This is also what I wanted to tell everyone. The coordination of our spirit abilities can still be strengthened, especially the coordination of our own spirit abilities. Like your three spirit abilities, I believe the best way to coordinate them is, Charm, Teleportation, and Waist Bow. Using Charm to deadlock the opponent, Teleportation to instantly close, and then erupting with the might of Waist Bow. Like this, you can undoubtedly display the greatest fighting strength. As long as the opponent is the slightest bit careless, they won't have the strength to fight back. "
Releasing her embrace of Tang San, Xiao Wu took the initiative to separate herself from his broad chest, smiling at Tang San against the moonlight: "Since you've already thought it through, then I'm relieved. Ge, I believe you'll definitely be the most amazing Soul Master. I won't disturb you, I'll be leaving first. "
Finished speaking, she entered the log cabin, picking up the packed lunchboxes and preparing to leave.
"Wait a moment." Tang San called out to Xiao Wu, arriving behind her in a few steps, both hands cautiously pulling up her long hair that was already dragging on the ground.
"I'll help you comb your hair. Afterwards you can leave. "
A blush blossomed on Xiao Wu's charming face, backhandedly holding out a comb, she softly lowered her head.
Her hair was two meters long, very soft, and originally didn't require much effort to comb, but Tang San took a full hour. Compared to the last time, the braid he combed this time was much better. Amidst that tranquility and warmth, his heart suddenly became incomparably clear.
After Xiao Wu left, Tang San didn't return to the log cabin, but instead walked into the forest, slowly walking in this forest. With the log cabin as the center, he didn't stop. If one observed closely, they would discover that his steps were very even, the distance of each step was practically the same.
What was even more peculiar was that Tang San always kept his eyes closed, not using his eyes to see, but from beginning to end he wouldn't bump into a tree, following the most accurate path as he slowly advanced.
A faint white light gradually began to appear on his body, and wherever he walked, the vibrant Bluesilver Grass on the ground would gently sway.
Just like that, Tang San walked for an entire night. After a night, when he returned to the log cabin to meditate, the Bluesilver Grass in the entire forest seemed to have become more luxuriant than before.
A month's time wasn't considered long, but this month wasn't easy for Shrek Seven. Tang San only used ten days to cultivate in seclusion in the log cabin. After ten days, he returned to his companions and received Maestro's devilish training with them.
Maestro's training wasn't like before, according to Maestro's own words, this training was called the Potential Stimulation Plan.
What was Potential Stimulation? Maestro's explanation was very simple, the greater the pressure, the greater the motivation, and the easier it was to stimulate one's potential.
Therefore, this Potential Stimulation Plan was to continuously fight. Shrek Seven didn't face many opponents, only one — Corner of Slaughter, Liu Erlong.
Liu Erlong's strength wasn't the strongest in the academy, her Soul Power was slightly lower than Zhao Wuji's and Flanders's.
But in terms of actual combat ability, Zhao Wuji and Flanders didn't dare to face her. Her attack style was completely that kind of crazy pressure, like a crazy volcano eruption. She simply wouldn't give the opponent any chance to breathe.
Before Tang San returned from the log cabin, Dai Mubai and the others were being abused by Liu Erlong's torrential attacks every day, but after Tang San returned, this situation changed a little. Although they were still being abused, it wasn't that ugly anymore.
"Seven in one." Tang San shouted, his body rapidly retreating.
At this moment, he couldn't breathe at all, the huge flames turned into a huge dragon that covered the sky and covered the earth as it surged over. Although he was immune to flames, the powerful impact contained within the flames wasn't something he could resist.
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