Bang, bang, bang.
Soon, the two were locked in an intense battle.
Both were using their Soul Power, but neither had invoked their Martial Soul.
Every collision between the two figures was fluid; they were like natural martial artists with an incredibly solid foundation.
This scene left Wang Sheng and the other five dumbfounded.
They hadn’t expected the two to be evenly matched even without using their Martial Souls; if it had been them, they would have been defeated long ago.
Swallowing hard, Wang Sheng thought to himself, ‘I didn’t lose unjustly earlier; Boss Huang didn’t even use his full strength.’
Thinking of this, his face immediately flushed red.
Sighing slightly, they saw the fight moving toward them.
Everyone tactfully retreated, climbing onto their beds to leave the open space in the dormitory to the two of them.
Bang!
As their fists collided, two bursts of Soul Power erupted, forcing both of them back.
Tang San was knocked back ten steps, while Huang Wei was knocked back four.
The former was secretly shocked, ‘Could this person be a master of external martial arts?
His physical body is actually this formidable!
To have cultivated to this level at such an age…
my hand is aching and numb from the impact.’
Looking at his own small, delicate fist, and then at Huang Wei’s—which was large, sturdy, with healthy, slightly yellowish-black skin, full of power and weight—it was clear he had trained.
During the battle just now, he had also used some techniques from the Tang Sect, such as Controlling Crane Catching Dragon and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
Yet, this only allowed him to break even with Huang Wei; he had no advantage in terms of strength.
During the fight, Huang Wei also sensed the shifts in Tang San’s tactics and understood that this guy must have been using those Tang Sect skills.
‘Having skills really makes a difference.
Unlike me, who has none of these techniques—sigh, an inherent disadvantage.
But it’s not a big problem.
Once I finish tempering my body, even if you use Hidden Weapons in the future, you won’t be able to break through my defenses!’
Looking at his own fist, Huang Wei pondered inwardly.
Without a system, he couldn’t be like the protagonists in those fanfiction novels, starting off with a bunch of flashy, heaven-defying skills; that was completely unrealistic.
He could only rely on himself and take it one step at a time.
After the collision, Huang Wei deeply felt the benefits of body tempering; at the very least, Tang San’s strikes felt like nothing more than an itch.
Tang San, however, was different.
Not only could he not break through his physical defenses, but there was also a kind of damage-reflection ability that made his hand, which had struck Huang Wei, sting even more.
“There’s still no winner yet.
Is this going to be a draw?” Wang Sheng asked.
It had to be said, watching the intense battle between the two of them was very satisfying.
“Huang Wei, Martial Soul: Bronze Spear!”
Huang Wei’s expression was calm, his tone flat.
He pressed his palms together and pulled them apart sharply.
A bronze-colored wave of Soul Power intensified, and then a bronze beam elongated, forming a long Bronze Spear!
Based on his understanding of Tang San, this guy’s first of his twin spirits was Blue Silver Grass, which was very weak before becoming the Blue Silver Emperor, but his second Martial Soul, the Clear Sky Hammer, was very strong.
He wanted to test which was stronger: the Clear Sky Hammer or his Bronze Spear.
However, based on what he knew of Tang San, this guy probably wouldn’t use the Clear Sky Hammer.
“Damn!
So Boss Huang’s Martial Soul is a bronze-colored spear, called the Bronze Spear.
It looks pretty cool!” A glimmer of excitement appeared in the eyes of Wang Sheng and the others.
“Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass!”
As he spoke, Tang San announced his Martial Soul, though he felt a bit awkward.
Soul Power surged in his hands again, and his expression became incomparably solemn as he got serious.
“What?
Blue Silver Grass?!” Wang Sheng and the others widened their eyes in disbelief.
“Since when can Blue Silver Grass be cultivated?”
Immediately after, Tang San and Huang Wei clashed again.
This time, like a great general ready for battle, Huang Wei charged directly toward Tang San, wielding his Bronze Spear.
Tang San was shocked by the aura radiating from Huang Wei, but in the next second, he reacted immediately, summoning the Blue Silver Grass to surge forward frantically.
However, it was easily severed and shredded by the momentum of Huang Wei’s Bronze Spear, which spun like a wheel of fire.
Seeing this, the corners of Wang Sheng and the others’ mouths twitched.
It seemed they had already seen the outcome.
Blue Silver Grass was indeed just Blue Silver Grass; the Martial Soul was too useless.
The person using it was quite impressive, but it was a pity—the Martial Soul was too trash, and his future cultivation potential was already clear to see.
Tang San adopted an offensive strategy of fighting while dodging.
There was no help for it; the Blue Silver Grass was too trash.
He wanted to use his second Martial Soul, the hammer, several times, but he held back.
His father had warned him never to use or even expose his second Martial Soul unless his life was in danger.
Huang Wei knew he had twin spirits, but the others didn’t.
Therefore, he had to minimize the number of people who knew, so in the end, he still didn’t use it.
Since this was just a spar, it didn’t meet the conditions for invoking it.
In the end, he chose to use techniques from the Mysterious Heaven Skill, and even resorted to using Hidden Weapons.
Right now, Tang San was being completely suppressed by Huang Wei, both in terms of physical body and offensive capability.
Seeing a Hidden Weapon fly out, Huang Wei immediately thought, ‘Trying to sneak attack?
This guy is really despicable!’
He immediately used the Bronze Spear to block it.
With a ‘ding’, a small silver needle fell to the ground.
Seeing that it had been blocked so easily, Tang San was stunned for a moment.
After all, he had infused that Hidden Weapon with Soul Power.
With a horizontal sweep, the Bronze Spear struck directly against Tang San!
Tang San immediately blocked with both hands, but he was sent flying and crashed into the door.
Feeling the pain, he knelt on one knee, supporting himself with one hand.
“Sneak attacks aren’t good, Tang San.” Huang Wei picked up the small silver needle from the ground and flicked it right in front of Tang San.
Looking at the small silver needle on the ground, Tang San sighed, feeling quite ashamed.
“I lost.
You won.
The position of boss is yours.”
After speaking, he picked up the small silver needle and put it away, apologizing, “The situation just now was instinctive.
My apologies.”
Seeing the other party like this, Huang Wei only let out a soft, low grunt.
After all, in his view, this was also a means of combat capability.
If they were really fighting outside, as long as one could win, no matter how despicable the means, it was worth it.
If it were him, he would also choose to use despicable means to defeat an enemy who wanted his life, even if they weren’t an enemy, it would be the same.
Having won against Tang San, Huang Wei was not arrogant, because he knew that this guy had not yet used his Clear Sky Hammer, and the same went for his true skill with poisons.
Through this battle, he also had somewhat of a summary regarding his training over these past few years.
He still needed to continue working hard!
‘Having defeated Tang San, the next person to appear should be Xiao Wu, right?’
Huang Wei looked toward the doorway and thought to himself.
In the original story, Xiao Wu appeared after Wang Sheng and Tang San finished, but because of his appearance, things had been delayed.
So why hadn’t Xiao Wu appeared yet?
Could it be that there was a deviation in the plot?
Huang Wei’s gaze fell back on Tang San, who had already stood up.
His tone was flat, without arrogance: “I only won halfway against you.
When you can truly let go and use everything at your disposal one day, let’s have a real fight.
However, that day might still be a long way off.”
After speaking, he retracted his Martial Soul, the Bronze Spear, and turned to walk directly toward the bed he had just chosen.
“Boss Huang is awesome!
Long live Boss Huang!”
“Our work-study students are going to rise up!”
“Haha!!”
Wang Sheng and the others were incredibly excited and happy, cheering and jumping for joy.
“It will happen; there will definitely be a chance in the future!” Tang San clenched his fists, his expression slightly stiff.
After saying this, he was about to walk toward his own bed.
But just at this moment,
A crisp and lively female voice rang out:
“Excuse me, is this Dorm 7?”