dmims Chapter 21 Tang 3: "Every fall only makes me stronger!"
Chapter 21 Tang 3: "Every fall only makes me stronger!"
Chapter 21 Tang San: "Every fall only makes me stronger!"
"Hmm? What kind of bet do you want to make?"
Zhong Li's lips twitched, and he looked at Tang San, asking a question.
Here it comes, starting with the traditional skill: a bet! Regarding the Tang God King's penchant for betting in the original work, I'm quite speechless. However, in the original story, almost every bet he made had miraculous results.
Putting everything else aside, if Qian Renxue hadn't made that bet with him back then, his body would have been cold in the Star Dou Great Forest long ago!
"Fifth Prince, my bet is very simple. Didn't you say that my strength is due to my innate talent of full soul power, and has nothing to do with the master's teachings?"
Tang San smiled faintly and said.
Zhong Li: "."
I said your abilities are indeed quite good among your peers, are you getting cocky?
"That's simple. Next, let's have a battle of spirits without using spirit power. Neither of us will use any spirit power, spirit skills, or power at the spirit level. Do you dare to accept this bet? You can send anyone; any genius from the Heaven Dou Empire will do."
"If you lose, then you must apologize to my teacher in the name of the Heaven Dou Empire's royal family and publicly acknowledge that my teacher is a true master!"
A confident glint flashed in Tang San's eyes as he spoke.
He believed he held a significant advantage in this bet. Firstly, the master had them engage in long-term running training—full-day runs, even weighted runs, which most Soul Masters would find difficult to sustain. How many Soul Masters of his age could actually endure that?
Therefore, without even using his soul power, he was confident that his physical abilities far surpassed those of any other soul master his age. Without the insightful guidance of a master, how could ordinary soul masters possibly understand the importance of physical fitness?
Furthermore, they had been engaging in spirit battles every day; in terms of actual combat experience, he believed that among spirit masters of their age, practically no one could rival the Shrek Seven Devils. Real combat isn't just about having superior theoretical strength!
More importantly, Tang San has a backup plan: Tang Sect hidden weapons and Tang Sect ultimate techniques. Without using his martial soul, wouldn't the natives of this world be practically useless in his presence?
Thinking of this, Tang San's lips curled up uncontrollably.
"Um, can I participate in this Soul Battle you mentioned?"
Before Zhongli could answer, Hyotei blinked excitedly and said...
"you?"
Tang San glanced at Ice Emperor and a cold smile appeared on his lips.
"Of course. However, Fifth Prince, surely your Heavenly Dou Empire wouldn't send just a maidservant to compete?"
"Well, in that case, let's go outside the city!"
Zhong Li sighed softly, shook his head, and said.
He felt there was no need to go to the Soul Arena and be watched by a crowd for such a boring competition. Tang San also sneered inwardly and agreed, thinking that this prince was just concerned about his reputation and afraid of losing in public.
However, it doesn't matter. In the end, you'll still have to publicly acknowledge my teacher's reputation and apologize to him!
"Alright, let's begin!"
After arriving at an open space outside the city, Bingdi and Tang San stood about twenty meters apart. Bingdi rubbed her arm, looked at Tang San, and said with great interest.
Tang San glared at Bingdi with a sinister look, barely suppressing the murderous intent rising within him. Just now, it was this little brat who had been the first to insult his teacher! In Tang San's eyes, this lowly wretch who followed the Fifth Prince was already doomed!
He was already considering whether he should accidentally "mistakenly" kill the little girl during the upcoming Soul Battle. In Soul Battles, fists and feet have no eyes; even a prince couldn't really say anything. Besides, it was Ice Emperor who had initiated the fight in the first place.
Little did they know, Hyotei was also considering whether to control his strength and spare the little brat's life.
Now that Bingdi has become Zhongli's spirit ring, her strength is naturally somewhat weaker than at her peak. At her peak, her strength was almost at the level of a human Limit Douluo; now, she's probably somewhere between a peak Douluo of level 97 or 98.
A powerhouse of this level, setting aside combat experience and comprehension, could crush Tang Sanzang eight or thirty times over in an instant, even without using a trace of soul power, simply through physical strength or even mental power. Although the Ice Emperor currently lacks a true physical body and exists in a spiritual form, it is still a spirit body at the level of a ferocious beast hundreds of thousands of years old.
"Tang San, Spirit Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Level 33 Control-type Soul Master. Please enlighten me!"
Although it was a battle without releasing martial souls, Tang San still followed the rules and read out his information.
"Ice Lover, Martial Soul: Ice Jade Scorpion, Level 31 Power Attack Type Battle Soul Master, please enlighten me!"
Hyotei also gave a proper bow, barely managing to suppress a laugh, and said...
Upon hearing the news from Hyotei, a look of disdain flashed across the master's face.
Ice Jade Scorpion? What kind of spirit beast is that? I've never even heard of it. Its spirit is so weak, a complete nobody. How powerful could it possibly be?
"I'll test her first. Blue Silver, tsk, I almost forgot, I can't use soul skills."
Tang San subconsciously raised his hand, then withdrew it, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face. The Ice Emperor opposite him looked at him with a bewildered expression, which only fueled his anger.
"Hmph, you've got a way to die!"
Tang San cursed inwardly and began using Ghost Shadow Steps, moving like a ghost—Tang San thought he was approaching Ice Emperor.
"Hmph, do you think a bumpkin like you can even see my movements?"
Tang San secretly felt smug, looking disdainfully at Ice Emperor, contemplating his attack angle. He had completely forgotten that when he first arrived in this world, he had already somersaulted over the "natives."
At the time, neither side used any soul skills, yet Tang San, who was proficient in Tang Sect's ultimate techniques, was actually defeated by Xiao Wu, a rabbit, using physical skills!
"Bang!"
A green shadow flickered before Tang San's eyes. Before he could even see what was happening, he had already fallen flat on his face.
"What are you doing jumping around here? I told you not to use your martial spirit, and I didn't tell you to generate electricity!"
Hyotei withdrew his foot, looking completely bewildered.
To onlookers, it looked like Tang San was jumping around when Ice Emperor appeared behind him and kicked him so hard he fell flat on his face.
Flander and Liu Erlong were both dumbfounded. What was going on? How could this girl be so fast?
That's right. When speed or strength reaches an extreme, all fancy techniques become completely useless.
However, they could also clearly see that Ice Empress hadn't released her Martial Soul, nor had she used even a trace of Soul Power. In other words, that speed was simply the speed Ice Empress's body could achieve. Could they have reached that speed without using their Martial Soul?
"snort!"
Tang San got up from the ground, wiped the sand from the corner of his mouth, and glared angrily at Bing Di, who was standing three meters away from him. How could this guy be so fast? An agility-type Soul Master? But the opponent hadn't even used his Martial Soul.
It seems I won't only be able to practice long-distance running in the future, since long-distance running only trains endurance. Besides long-distance running, I also need to practice sprinting to train explosive power and speed over short distances in combat.
A sudden realization flashed through Tang San's mind.
Hmph, you didn't expect that, did you? Every fall only makes me, Tang San, stronger!
Fortunately, Ice Emperor couldn't hear Tang San's inner thoughts. Otherwise, Tang San might have had a real chance to turn the tide and make his opponent laugh to death.
"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"
Tang San was like a sandbag, falling to the ground again and again. Tears were almost welling up in the eyes of the Grandmaster.
Little did they know, in the shadows, someone was already seething with rage.
Others might not understand, but he already knew that this little girl definitely had a problem.
Yu Xiaogang, you idiots! What kind of so-called masters are you? You actually let my precious son be bullied by this monster! What if my son gets hurt?
The reason he had refrained from attacking was that the other party had exercised restraint and hadn't actually caused Tang San any serious injury.
It's like playing with toys or making a joke.
(End of this chapter)