Facing Lin Nuo’s charge, which was filled with oppressive pressure, the shock in Tang San’s eyes flashed for only an instant.
It was quickly replaced by a trace of arrogance and disdain that came from his very bones.
‘spirit ring Spirit Ability, in the end, are just barbaric minor paths!
My Tang Sect’s unique skills are the supreme Dao for defeating enemies and achieving victory!’
“Hmph!
Watch my Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!”
Tang San snorted coldly.
The footwork beneath him instantly became strange and unpredictable, his entire person seemingly transforming into a phantom dancing on the tip of a blade, attempting to dodge this powerful, heavy frontal strike.
Today, in order to uphold his teacher’s dignity, he, this pure and untainted Tang Sect Disciple, had to win this duel no matter what!
The moment he dodged to the side, Tang San’s eyes turned completely cold.
He stealthily and swiftly raised his left arm, his wide sleeve aimed directly at the rapidly approaching Lin Nuo.
‘Hmph!’
‘Accept the tragedy of not having Tang Sect Hidden Weapons at your side!’
Click—
Accompanied by a barely perceptible, dull mechanical sound, a steel Silent Sleeve Dart flickering with cold, eerie light suddenly tore through the air, shooting out violently from his sleeve like a viper!
Even if his Blue Silver Entanglement was relatively weak and not a match, so what?
In Tang San’s view, as long as his supreme Tang Sect Hidden Weapon, the Silent Sleeve Dart, came out, Lin Nuo’s defeat was a certainty!
The opponent becoming his defeated foe was just a matter of moments.
However, Tang San sneered in his heart and magnanimously thought that since his mentor had developed a desire to cherish the talent of this country bumpkin, he wouldn’t truly take his life.
The angle at which he shot the Silent Sleeve Dart just now had deliberately avoided the opponent’s throat, heart, and other vital points.
Although this wouldn’t be fatal, it would absolutely leave this arrogant fellow with a bloody lesson he would never forget for the rest of his life!
This round, the advantage is still with me!
“The Silent Sleeve Dart?
This little brat is still so lacking in martial virtue.”
Lin Nuo understood Tang San’s pure and untainted style of conduct all too well; from the moment the other party raised his hand, he had already prepared his defense.
Sensing the sharp sound of air being torn approaching, Lin Nuo’s eyes turned stern, and the purple light on the Death Demon Scythe in his hand flared brilliantly.
He flipped his wrist violently, and a sharp purple Saber Qi slashed out fiercely along the scythe blade!
“Clang—”
A crisp sound of metal clashing rang out.
The steel Silent Sleeve Dart that had shot out was directly knocked away by the Saber Qi in mid-air, falling powerlessly to the ground.
“What?!”
Tang San’s pupils constricted violently.
Without giving the opponent any chance to catch their breath or hesitate, Lin Nuo exerted force with his legs, and his entire person soared into the air.
Violent spirit power was poured into the Death Demon Scythe without reservation, and the scythe, covered in eerie magic patterns, carved a heart-stopping arc of death in mid-air, heading straight for Tang San’s face!
Watching Lin Nuo arrive before his eyes in an instant, Tang San was terrified to the extreme.
He frantically activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, wanting to dodge and create distance, but the blade was simply too fast; there was no time at all!
Unable to dodge in time—
“Squelch!”
A teeth-grinding sound of flesh tearing rang out.
A deep, bone-visible bloody gash was stamped diagonally across Tang San’s cheek, and bright red blood dripped down his chin, plop by plop.
Lin Nuo landed steadily, casually performed a very clean flourish with the blade, and looked at Tang San, who was frozen in place clutching his face, with a playful expression.
This slash wasn’t just as simple as disfiguring this little brat.
As the Blue Silver Crown Prince, how vast was the life force contained within Tang San’s body?
Just at the moment the blade sliced through his skin, Lin Nuo had silently activated the swallowing attribute of the Death Demon Scythe, viciously draining a large mouthful of rich life force from his body and feeding it back into his own.
This wave was not only a freebie but a massive profit.
One of his Spirits was the Death Spider Emperor; although the forces of life and death were relative, as the saying goes, when things reach an extreme, they reverse, so they might not necessarily be unable to complement each other.
As for whether Tang San losing this life force would affect his talent, or influence his future Blue Silver Emperor Awakening, that was not something he was concerned about.
The battle happened in the blink of an eye.
Watching this rapidly deteriorating combat situation, the previously noisy crowd of onlookers instantly fell silent.
No one had expected that this Spirit Master duel would actually be decided in a single exchange!
“It seems I have won this Soul Fight.” Lin Nuo chuckled, his tone focused on killing the heart rather than just the person, “Tang San, you dare to come out to stand up for others with just this little bit of meager skill?
You still need to practice.”
Listening to this merciless mockery and feeling the burning, intense pain on his cheek, Tang San only felt a “buzz” in his brain, and his reason completely snapped.
He, a dignified Tang Sect Prodigy who had lived two lives, not only had his Hidden Weapons broken, but was actually insta-killed by a local in public?!
This was simply unforgivable!
“Lin Nuo!!!
How dare you, you brat, humiliate me like this?!”
Tang San’s eyes were bloodshot, panting like an ox, and he let out a hysterical roar in Lin Nuo’s direction.
“Tang San, oh Tang San, Spirit Master sparring has always relied on Spirit and spirit power.” Lin Nuo sneered and casually pointed at the ground with the tip of his blade, “If you can’t win, you resort to sneak attacks; I really didn’t expect you to be able to use such despicable tactics so naturally.”
The crowd looked in the direction pointed out by Lin Nuo’s blade tip.
They saw a few steel Silent Sleeve Darts flickering with a cold, eerie light, firmly nailed into the hard bluestone floor tiles, their sharp ends even still trembling slightly in the air.
For a moment, the surrounding students exploded into an uproar, and their eyes when looking at Tang San again changed completely.
“Damn, so he was playing dirty with a sneak attack!
I thought this kid had some real ability.”
“Usually he pretends to be honest and pure, but behind the scenes, he plays these underhanded tricks that can’t see the light of day.
It’s truly disgusting.”
“In a dignified Spirit Master duel, he actually uses external objects to plot against others.
Is this the quality of the Disciple taught by that fraud Grandmaster?
He has no face left!
Bah!”
Listening to the mockery that grew harsher with each passing sound, and feeling those undisguised looks of contempt stabbing into his body like sharp blades, Tang San felt a surge of blood and Qi churning in his chest.
The knife wound on his cheek was still bleeding, but the humiliation and anger in his heart had long since burned through his remaining reason.
This was the Tang Sect’s supreme mechanical Hidden Weapon!
In the mouths of this group of ignorant locals from another world, it had actually become a despicable tactic?!
Tang San gritted his back teeth tightly, and the trace of purple that had not yet faded from his eyes was instantly completely swallowed by intense murderous intent.
In his self-consistent logic, Hidden Weapons were an inherent part of his strength!
Lin Nuo pointing it out in public was not only trampling on his dignity, but even more so, it was insulting the Tang Sect he was so proud of!
“Lin Nuo…
what do you know?
This is the Dao of Hidden Weapons!”
Tang San’s chest heaved violently, his gaze fixed dead on Lin Nuo, as he roared frantically in his heart, “For insulting my Tang Sect today, you have already walked the path to death!”