Chapter 9 Two fists can't fight a hundred hands
Notting College dormitory.
The setting sun, like blood, cast long, distorted shadows on the ground.
Tang San bid farewell to Yu Xiaogang, who had gone back to recuperate, and walked alone on the campus path.
At this moment, although he still had forest dew on his body, he was in a state of extreme excitement.
The Mandragora Serpent Soul Ring, entwined with blue silver, possesses a paralyzing poison.
All of this made him feel like he had been reborn.
Chores? Sweeping?
That's something only the weak do.
As long as we defeat Ye Liuyun and reclaim our position as the leader of Dormitory 7, these trivial matters will naturally be taken care of by the work-study students.
He only needs to spend all his time practicing the Mysterious Heaven Art and making hidden weapons.
Tang San was making plans in his mind.
When he returned to Dormitory 7, he found it empty.
Ye Liuyun was not there, nor were the work-study students.
Following the noise, Tang San arrived at the back playground.
What came into view was an infuriating scene.
Wang Sheng and a dozen other work-study students were surrounded by nearly a hundred senior students, like stray dogs, all of them bruised and battered, looking utterly pathetic.
"Chance."
A glint of light flashed in Tang San's eyes.
It's better to offer help in times of need than to add flowers to brocade.
Stepping in to resolve the situation at this moment would not only win over people's hearts but also establish authority and serve as a warm-up for challenging Ye Liuyun.
Thinking of this, Tang San straightened his clothes and strode over.
"Stop!"
A clear, sharp shout interrupted the senior student who was committing violence.
Tang San walked up to Wang Sheng, put his hands behind his back, raised his chin slightly, looked at Boss Xiao, the leader opposite him, and said calmly:
"Is this how senior students operate—using numbers to bully the few?"
When Wang Sheng saw Tang San, it was as if he had seen a savior.
"Tang San! You're back! Quick, go find Boss Ye..."
"No need to look for him."
Tang San raised his hand to interrupt Wang Sheng, a confident smile playing on his lips:
"I am enough to deal with these chickens and dogs."
"Perfect, I'll warm up with them before challenging Ye Liuyun."
As he spoke, Tang San glanced at Wang Sheng, his eyes filled with a hint of arrogance.
"I made Xiao Wu the leader before, but that was just because a good man doesn't fight with a woman, and I was just letting her have her way. Today, I'll show you what real strength is."
Before he could finish speaking...
Buzz!
A pale yellow spirit ring slowly rose from beneath Tang San's feet.
A hundred-year-old Soul Ring!
A gasp of surprise erupted from the crowd.
"My God! It's a first-ring Soul Master!"
"A hundred years old? Isn't this kid only in first grade?"
Boss Xiao's expression also changed, but as the son of the city lord, he had seen the world and quickly calmed down.
"So what if it's a hundred-year-old spirit ring? It's just a useless spirit, Blue Silver Grass. What can it possibly do? Liu Long, go and test it out!"
A lean, ten-year-old boy with a soul power level of nine charged forward, wielding a long staff, followed by several level nine henchmen.
Tang San gave a cold smile.
"Act recklessly."
He moved with the grace of a ghost, his figure weaving through the gaps in their attacks like a phantom.
Mysterious Jade Hand reached out and easily grabbed Liu Long's long stick, using the force against him to fling him away.
Immediately afterwards.
"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Bind!"
Several thick strands of blue silver grass shot out like venomous snakes, instantly binding the remaining people tightly.
The venom of the datura snake was activated, and a strong paralyzing sensation instantly swept through the entire body.
"I...my body feels so numb, I can't muster any strength!"
"Poisonous! This Blue Silver Grass is poisonous!"
Seeing the group suffering on the ground, Tang San was overjoyed.
It's done!
I'm on the right track!
Even without Ye Liuyun's abnormal regenerative ability, this poison and control can still dominate the battlefield!
The master's theory was indeed correct; the plant-type martial soul's ability to absorb beast rings was truly extraordinary.
Tang San stood with his hands behind his back, enjoying the awe-inspiring gazes around him, feeling as if he had already reached the pinnacle of Notting Academy.
Boss Xiao glanced at his fallen subordinates, his eye twitched, and then a sinister smile appeared on his face.
"Okay, very good."
"He's a tough nut to crack."
"But kid, have you forgotten where you are?"
Boss Xiao suddenly waved his hand and roared:
"Everyone, charge at once!"
"The Soul Masters activate their Martial Souls to hold the front, the rest of you grab sticks and flank from behind! I refuse to believe he can take on a hundred of us by himself!"
Whoosh!
At a command, a dozen or so Soul Masters with one ring, along with dozens of strong, high-level men of level eight or nine, surged forward like a tide.
Tang San's expression changed instantly.
No martial ethics!
He was not afraid of a one-on-one or even one-on-five situation.
But there are a hundred people!
Moreover, they were all teenagers over ten years old, whose physical development was much stronger than his!
"Blue Silver Bind!"
Tang San frantically channeled his soul power, and the Blue Silver Grass activated once more.
But this group of people learned their lesson.
The Soul Masters in front used their Martial Souls to withstand the attacks, while those behind took the opportunity to flank them.
Two fists can't beat four hands, and even a hero can't withstand a pack of wolves.
Bang!
Someone's blow landed squarely on Tang San's back.
Tang San staggered, and before he could regain his footing, countless fists and footprints rained down on him.
"Ugh..."
Tang San wanted to retaliate and use the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, but he had no room to move within the impenetrable wall of people.
His soul power was being consumed rapidly; after only three uses of the Bind Technique, his dantian was already depleted.
His physical strength was gradually failing; after all, this was the body of a six-year-old who had never experienced any training.
Damn it!
My hidden weapon! My poisoned needle!
Tang San's fingers trembled wildly at his cuffs, and the killing intent in his eyes surged several times, only to be forcibly suppressed by reason each time.
It does not work!
This is a public place! If a silent hidden arrow is used, someone will surely die!
I have the soul of an adult. If I were to kill a group of children, not only would it be morally wrong, but the academy and the laws of the empire would also not forgive me!
Even the teacher won't be able to protect me then!
How frustrating!
Extreme frustration!
Despite having the ability to kill all of them, he was bound by the rules and could only be beaten up like a punching bag.
If there were a skilled fighter like Xiao Wu providing cover, along with a few human shields, he could easily take down this group.
But a single tree cannot support a forest, and two fists cannot defeat a hundred hands.
Sizzle!
Tang San's once-proud, neat school uniform was torn to shreds.
His face was covered in bruises, his eyes were swollen like peaches, and his mouth was full of blood. He was beaten and rolled around on the ground.
"This is what genius is?"
"This is a hundred-year-old spirit ring?"
"Brothers, hit him hard! Let him show off!"
The senior students got carried away with the fight and hit very hard.
Wang Sheng and the others watching from the side were horrified.
"Despicable! Utterly despicable!"
Wang Sheng pounded the ground in agony.
"If we hadn't been ambushed, and we had all attacked together to help Tang San hold off his flanks so he could pick them off one by one, we wouldn't have lost so badly!"
Unfortunately, there are no "what ifs".
The battle quickly turned into a one-sided massacre.
Tang San was dragged to Boss Xiao like a dead dog.
Standing on Wang Sheng's head, Boss Xiao looked down at Tang San, whose face was bruised and swollen, and sneered:
"What do you mean by innate full soul power? Trash is trash."
"Even with a spirit ring, he's still trash."
After venting his anger, Boss Xiao's gaze turned sinister:
"Tell me! Where is that Ye Liuyun?"
"I heard he's pretty arrogant? Call him out here, I'll take care of him too!"
[end of the chapter]