Chapter 32 Foolish Behavior
Just as Ye Liuyun was about to make his move.
"Wait a moment!"
Oscar suddenly shouted and stood in front of Ye Liuyun.
Reason told him that if Ye Liuyun took action, the Phoenix-tailed Crested Serpent would be safe.
But then he glanced at Ning Rongrong behind him, who was staring at Ye Liuyun with a displeased expression.
The urge to "show off" instantly overcame reason.
Rongrong hates Ye Liuyun the most.
If I get the spirit ring through Ye Liuyun, Rongrong will definitely look down on me.
No!
"Teacher Zhao!"
Oscar said, forcing himself to speak.
"I don't want his help."
"This is a matter for our team. Ye Liuyun has always been a loner, so I don't trust him to handle it, nor do I care!"
Ning Rongrong immediately echoed, crossed her arms, and snorted coldly.
"Exactly! Who knows if he'll deliberately lose to annoy us? We're not short of people at Shrek Academy!"
Oscar nodded in agreement.
"Let Tang San go! Tang San is much stronger than him!"
Zhao Wuji was stunned.
He looked at Oscar as if he were looking at a fool.
Are you out of your mind?
This is a major event concerning whether you can advance to the Soul Master level!
Why waste a level 34 Soul Elder on such petty squabbles?
Ye Liuyun paused in his steps.
He looked at Oscar, who was determined to draw a clear line, and then at Ning Rongrong, who had a proud and arrogant expression.
He laughed.
It was the kind of laugh you give to an idiot.
Since they all wanted to play so much, then let's play.
Ye Liuyun shrugged, retreated without hesitation, leaned back against the tree, and put his hands in his pockets.
"Casual."
Upon seeing this, a glint of light flashed in Tang San's eyes.
The opportunity had arrived.
It would both damage Ye Liuyun's prestige, gain Oscar's favor, and allow him to showcase the Tang Clan's unique skills in front of everyone.
"In that case, I'll do it."
Tang San stepped forward, his expression calm and confident, and gave Meng Yiran a slight fist salute:
"Tang San, a level 29 Great Soul Master, please give me your guidance."
Chaotianxiang also wondered if these kids in front of her were mentally challenged.
But the opponents were all geniuses, so there shouldn't be any cases of them being mentally challenged.
Then why not use the strongest one and let someone else do it?
This puzzled her greatly.
At this moment, Meng Yiran walked forward triumphantly and explained with full confidence.
"Grandma, don't be fooled by them. That guy is the weakest."
"They put on this show only because they promised you that you could choose your opponent."
"But you chose the weakest one, so they had no choice but to put on an act and change the actor."
Chaotianxiang also figured out the key point, glared fiercely at the crowd in front of her, and snorted coldly.
"How despicable! If it weren't for my granddaughter's cleverness, I would have been fooled into replacing her."
Meng Yiran looked confident and pointed at Ye Liuyun with her cane.
"Do you dare to come up and fight?"
Ye Liuyun chuckled and released his soul rings.
Yellow, yellow, and purple appeared under his feet.
The golden life force was so vigorous that it almost overflowed from his body.
The surrounding vegetation seemed to grow visibly thanks to this vibrant energy.
The mere revelation of the spirit rings seemed to alter the surrounding environment.
The leaves rustled in the wind, as if they were cheering and jumping for joy; the flowers and plants became even greener, as if they were carefully dressing up to welcome the new king.
A person standing there was like a new world, completely out of place with the outside world.
Meng Yiran's cane trembled slightly as she spoke fiercely.
What are you looking around for?
"I'm talking about you."
"Tang San!"
"He walked up to us so arrogantly just now."
"Do you dare to fight?"
Meng Yiran's voice trembled slightly as she spoke, her heart filled with turmoil.
Just the sight of him glaring at her made her feel incredibly stressed.
Her body was trembling involuntarily.
My God, I've encountered the monster of monsters!
How do we fight this?
Replace him immediately.
Tang San was completely baffled by this scene.
He originally planned to help Oscar fight against Meng Yiran.
The other party acted as if they wanted to fight Ye Liuyun, but in the blink of an eye, it turned out to be him.
Tang San was stunned for a moment before realizing that this person was looking down on him.
It was obvious that they felt he was inferior to Ye Liuyun.
The previously calm Tang San suddenly flew into a rage, and in his mind, he labeled Meng Yiran as someone who had met a just end.
He eagerly cupped his hands in greeting.
"My name is Tang San, my martial soul is Blue Silver Grass. I am a level 29, two-ring Great Soul Master."
Meng Yiran tried her best to remain calm, as if the awkwardness from just now had never happened.
"Meng Yiran, Martial Soul: Serpent Staff. Level 30, Second Ring Great Soul Master."
The two stepped forward.
As Tang San got closer, he realized that the girl named Meng Yiran was very beautiful.
She was already sixteen years old.
Her body was already perfectly developed, and compared to her, the three girls in the academy seemed a bit immature.
Meng Yiran had long eyelashes over her big brown eyes.
She was about the same height as Tang San, extremely well-proportioned, with full, rounded breasts and a slender waist that swayed gently like a snake.
Although her face showed a hint of anger, it did not diminish her charm in the slightest.
Tang San's anger softened considerably, and he raised his right hand.
"Please."
The moment that word was uttered.
The once desolate forest clearing suddenly felt as if the air had been ignited, becoming thick and scalding hot.
A withered yellow leaf drifted down, passing right in the center of their line of sight.
Just as the leaf touched the ground.
Boom!
Meng Yiran moved.
Although she was a woman, the aura she exuded at this moment was like that of a wild beast unleashed from its cage.
She slammed the snake-headed cane into the ground, causing the earth to crack and sending rocks flying.
She transformed into a streak of silver light, accompanied by a sharp gust of wind.
"First Soul Skill: Tongue Blade!"
Meng Yiran let out a delicate shout, and the snake head at the top of the snake staff in her hand seemed to come alive, emitting a chilling light that made one's heart tremble.
The cane, which was originally only two meters long, suddenly grew larger and transformed into a silver venomous python, baring its fangs and aiming straight for Tang San's throat!
This strike was extremely ruthless, capable of deciding life and death in an instant!
"So fast!"
Oscar and the others around them were dazzled and couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
Is this really a battle at the level of a Great Soul Master?
The oppressive feeling was so intense that it made them feel suffocated.
However, a strange purple-gold light flickered in Tang San's eyes, even though he was at the center of the storm.
Purple Demon Eye, penetrating to the smallest detail!
In Tang San's world, that lightning-fast strike now seemed like a slow-motion replay, with every trajectory and every flow of soul power clearly visible.
"Too slow."
Tang San's lips curled into a cold smile.
His footsteps shifted, and his figure suddenly became ethereal and unpredictable, like a ghost walking between the realms of Yin and Yang.
Tang Clan's ultimate technique—Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!
Swish! Swish! Swish!
Meng Yiran's seemingly fatal blow only pierced through the three afterimages Tang San left on the ground!
"What?!"
[end of the chapter]