Chapter 158: Fast and Short

"My name is Tang San, martial soul Blue Silver Grass, level twenty-nine Great Soul Master."

Tang San stood in the middle of the field, calm and unafraid.

"Meng Yiran, martial soul Snake Staff, level thirty Great Soul Master."

Meng Yiran was about the same height as Tang San, extremely well-proportioned, with a full chest and a slender waist that swayed lightly like a snake; although her face carried a hint of annoyance and anger, it did not diminish her charm in the slightest.

"Don't say, the two of them actually look quite well-matched," Qin Jian said, standing beside Oscar.

Oscar raised an eyebrow and smoothed his hair: "Xiao San's looks are a bit lacking; if you're talking about a match, you have to look at me."

Qin Jian: "..."

Tang San knew that Qin Jian wanted him to make a move, so he didn't waste a moment, using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to move out of the range of the opponent's Snake Staff, and activated Entanglement, binding Meng Yiran tightly.

A faint smile couldn't help but appear on his face: "I think this match can be considered over."

Meng Yiran and the snake-headed staff in her hand were both wrapped within the Blue Silver Grass, but she didn't look like she had any intention of admitting defeat.

"Buzz buzz!"

Accompanied by a cold snort, the two Soul Rings on Meng Yiran's body suddenly lit up at the same time.

Meng Yiran activated both her soul skills simultaneously: first Soul Ring skill, Snake Blade; second Soul Ring skill, Snake Body.

Relying on Snake Body, she slid out of the Blue Silver Grass's wrapping, while Snake Blade erupted with a fierce offensive momentum, instantly reversing the initiative.

However, at this moment, Meng Yiran also looked truly quite disheveled.

Although the thorns on the Blue Silver Grass could not make the poison take effect, and couldn't even pierce her incredibly slippery Snake Body, her clothes did not have skill effects.

At this moment, her tight-fitting outfit was already riddled with holes, and some intimate areas could be vaguely seen through them.

Dai Mubai, who was watching the battle, muttered in a low voice: "Xiao San's Blue Silver Grass martial soul is really something when it comes to stripping clothes; if he had controlled it a bit more just now, maybe the opponent would have just admitted defeat."

Whether it was Dai Mubai, or Ma Hongjun and Oscar, their eyes were fixed on Meng Yiran without blinking; after all, Meng Yiran was a quite outstanding beauty, and her "holey" outfit had a kind of hazy beauty.

Dai Mubai and Oscar were still somewhat restrained, but that "turkey" Ma Hongjun was already drooling there, with a strong tendency for his Evil Fire to surge up.

"Heh, men, filthy."

Zhu Zhuqing's cold, icy voice brought a trace of chill to Ma Hongjun, also making him calm down a bit.

"Hey, hey, Zhu Zhuqing, even your Qin Jian wouldn't be able to look away at a time like this, right? Which man isn't like this?" Ma Hongjun wiped his mouth and said unhappily.

"Eh? Where is Brother Jian?"

As soon as Ma Hongjun said this, Ning Rongrong and the others subconsciously looked for him, only to find that Qin Jian was behind them, sitting on the Cockscomb Phoenix Snake.

He waved his hand and laughed: "Tang San was in the middle of a match, the vines disappeared, and I almost let this little snake run away."

The corners of Zhu Zhuqing's mouth curled up slightly.

Ning Rongrong smiled lightly: "Brother Jian would never let people down!"

Xiao Wu's eyes were bright and shining.

Having accidentally gained some favor, Qin Jian helplessly spread his hands.

It's not that I'm too outstanding, it's just that the others make me look good...

"Xiao San, I have to say, your tentacles... are really dirty."

Qin Jian said from afar, causing Tang San to stumble and almost fall, his face showing a mix of laughter and tears: "Qin Jian, you..."

Meng Yiran felt even more ashamed and angry.

The two's battle turned into a contest of soul power, and in the end, Meng Yiran was completely defeated by Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Art.

Qin Jian also felt a bit emotional watching; this kid Tang San is really a cheater...

Zhao Wuji looked at She Po with a smile: "Senior She Po, what do you say?"

She Po said indifferently: "A bet is a bet; the thousand-year Cockscomb Phoenix Snake is yours. I will remember today's events."

Zhao Wuji acted as if he didn't understand Chao Tianxiang's threat, turned his head and winked at Oscar: "Stinky brat, hurry up."

Oscar was overjoyed; he had waited for this moment for too long, and hurriedly took a step forward to Qin Jian, stabbing the vital part of the Cockscomb Phoenix Snake.

Oscar sat down directly beside the Cockscomb Phoenix Snake and began to absorb the third Soul Ring of his life.

Soon, the grandmother and granddaughter, She Po and Meng Yiran, left.

Zhao Wuji also secretly breathed a sigh of relief; fortunately, Long Gong did not appear from beginning to end.

About half an hour passed, and Oscar finally completed the absorption of his Third Soul Ring.

"Oscar, congratulations, hurry and let us see what your Third Soul Skill is?" Zhao Wuji laughed loudly.

Oscar raised his right hand and chanted his third soul incantation: "I have..."

The few looked at each other in dismay.

Everyone: "..."

Oscar rolled his eyes and said: "The effect of my Third Soul Skill is flight."

"Flight?!"

The few exclaimed in unison, because this was a very rare skill.

"Cough, but it can only fly for one minute..." Oscar added.

"Tch, what's the use of one minute?"

Oscar curled his lips and said: "What if it's flying for one minute at the speed of the Cockscomb Phoenix Snake?"

"What?"

Ma Hongjun exclaimed: "Then it could fly at least two thousand meters, right?"

Oscar held his head high.

At this time, Qin Jian added quietly: "Isn't that just fast and short..."

Oscar was left in a mess in the wind, then suddenly grabbed Qin Jian's neck: "I'll strangle you, ah ah ah..."

"Hahaha..."

Everyone laughed out loud.

Soon, Tang San, who had been recovering, woke up, and to everyone's surprise, he had actually broken through to Level 30.

"If not for the fine examples of Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong, you would definitely be the fastest person I've ever seen to reach the rank of Soul Elder," Zhao Wuji remarked with emotion.

Ning Rongrong hurriedly waved her hands: "No, no, no, I can't compare to Brother Jian; I ate a Qiluo Tulip."

Qin Jian also shook his head: "Don't count me either; I have my own reasons."

Tang San couldn't help but say: "I'm not either; I also had other things to assist me."

The others: "..."

"I really want to beat them up," Ma Hongjun said unhappily.

Dai Mubai and Oscar nodded simultaneously, and even Zhuqing let out a cold huff.

Qin Jian shrugged his shoulders, then glanced at Xiao Wu.

Xiao Wu blinked her eyes.

That night, just as everyone was resting inside their tents.

"Everyone leave the tents, quickly!"

Zhao Wuji let out a low roar, his deep voice carrying into the tents.

Swish, swish, swish...

After several days of coordination, the students had already developed a certain tacit understanding and quickly scrambled out of the tents.

"Teacher Zhao, what happened?" Dai Mubai took a stride to Zhao Wuji's side and asked with confusion.

Zhao Wuji did not answer his question, only saying in a low voice: "Everyone get behind me. If anything happens in a moment, don't worry about me; leave here immediately and get out of the Star Dou Great Forest first. Qin Jian, Mubai, when I am not around, the heavy responsibility of protecting everyone is entrusted to you."

Whether it was Dai Mubai, Tang San, or the others, none of them understood what had happened to make Zhao Wuji, who always relied on his own strength, so nervous.

Only Qin Jian and Xiao Wu exchanged glances once more.

And just at this moment, they suddenly saw a bizarre scene.

"Rip..."

In the direction Zhao Wuji was watching, two tall trees suddenly and slowly parted to the sides, and a massive figure walked out from there without a sound...

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