Chapter 45: Xiao Xian's Mouth‑Watering Self‑Created Soul Technique

"Oscar, how far is this lap..." Tang San had already run a stretch, silently slowed down, and waited a moment for Oscar.

He felt a bit uncertain.

Oscar said weakly: "One lap, about three kilometers. Go around the Gengdi ahead, and turn at the bridge over the small river."

Ning Rongrong kept running not far ahead of Tang San; hearing the distance, she was initially a bit desperate.

When she was at home, her father often made her train her body; although she couldn't match a battle soul master, her physique wasn't lacking, and she was even better at running.

But on the first day, the first class, they had to run sixty kilometers... not to mention there was no supply, and it was timed...

But Tang San glanced ahead, judged the distance, and instantly breathed a sigh of relief, saying: "That's good, that's good; twenty laps are only sixty kilometers."

"Then Oscar, I'll pick up the speed a bit first, okay..."

This level of intensity, back at Nording Academy, was barely enough for his senior brother to warm up.

Tang San did not hesitate; soul power surged in his palm, and three Sugarcane suddenly appeared.

He tossed two to Oscar and Ning Rongrong, and quickly chewed the remaining one himself.

Then with a slight press of his foot, a faint wind sound emerged, pulling him to sprint away.

"Violent Step?!"

Oscar heard the familiar Gale sound, startled, and couldn't help murmuring softly: "Xiao Xian's Self-Created Soul Technique... Tang San can actually use it?! Can he suppress Sunlight Spore?!"

"Rongrong, I'm leaving first, okay... I've got..." Oscar couldn't hold back; he wanted to ask Tang San how he suppressed the side effect of Sunlight Spore, and couldn't even attend to Ning Rongrong.

The Soul Spell was less than half spoken, and two Recovery Sausages suddenly appeared in his hands.

He gave one to Ning Rongrong.

The other, Oscar, using the Blue Silver Sugarcane, quickly ate it, applied a slight force under his foot, and leapt out fiercely.

Ning Rongrong watched the two who ran out, her expression odd.

Her focus was rather strange.

"One didn't recite the Soul Spell... the other only recited half..."

"Both are Innate Full Soul Power Food Type..."

"And also Self-Created Soul Technique?!"

Ning Rongrong's complexion changed quickly, then, as if stimulated, she bared silver teeth, whispered: "Qibao turns out to have Liuli!"

The Qibao Liuli Tower floated out of his palm.

"The Qibao is named: Second says: Speed!"

The second soul ring on Ning Rongrong suddenly flashed, a ray of colored light fell upon her.

She instantly felt light, and after stacking the Recovery Sausage and Blue Silver Sugarcane, she also leapt out fiercely!

She stared at the two ahead who were chasing, her gaze gradually hardened, "I won't believe this!"

"……"

"Huff huff—!" Oscar, panting a bit, said, "Little San, no, Third Brother!"

Oscar chased desperately and finally got close to Tang San.

Tang San heard the voice, instinctively slowed a bit, a faint smile on his face, he turned and said: "What's up, Oscar? Just call me Little San."

"No problem, you call me Oscar, I'll call you Third Brother; we each stick to our own, and I do the same with Xiao Xian."

Oscar eased his speed, panting, and said: "What you just used... was it Xiao Xian's Self-Created Soul Technique Violent Step?! That Sunlight Spore side effect... how did you...?"

Tang San understood, slowed a bit more, his gaze slightly amused.

It seems Oscar is also eyeing his senior brother's Self-Created Soul Technique.

Or perhaps, there is no Support Type Soul Master who doesn't covet it.

"My senior brother...?" Yet Tang San seemed a bit at a loss, wanting to speak but holding back.

Oscar quickly said: "Don't worry, I'm not stealing the technique; Xiao Xian has already consented! He even taught me for a long time. Xiao Xian let me try many times, but I still couldn't suppress that side effect..."

Tang San thought inwardly: "Without Sunlight Spore, even if you stole the technique you couldn't succeed! Tried many times... senior brother really remains kind-hearted as always..."

"How to suppress it? Of course it's by the Profound Heaven Skill... but..."

Tang San hesitated briefly, pondering as he said: "Actually it's simple; you just need to strengthen your control over soul power, restrain it, but leave an opening, redirect the violent direction to where you want the soul power to go..."

Oscar's complexion grew bitter; if it were possible, he would have done it long ago, but soul power isn't so easily controlled.

The two slowed enough, and Ning Rongrong surprisingly kept up.

She followed behind, couldn't help interjecting: "Self-Created Soul Technique, Xiao Xian? That annoying ghost? He actually has a Self-Created Soul Technique? Is its power strong?"

"'Annoying ghost?' Tang San glanced at her, slightly frowned, but he also thought of Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong being roommates..."

"'Seems next time I need to remind Xiao Wu,' Tang San thought silently."

Next.

Tang San's expression became neutral; with his right hand he casually gestured, a Suction manifested, and a Stone several meters away on the roadside suddenly leapt into his palm.

He then casually flicked; the Stone, accompanied by a fierce wind sound, whizzed past Ning Rongrong's ear!

Ning Rongrong only felt a heat by her ear.

Bang—!

Immediately after.

On a tree by the road, a fruit burst violently, its splashed juice even sprayed in front of the three, and several thick branches behind the fruit snapped in succession, dense foliage flying, smashing onto the ground.

Ning Rongrong's pupils contracted, her small mouth slightly opened.

She looked at the tree, then at Tang San.

There was a hint of disbelief in her eyes.

Her first thought was... this power?! If it hit the eyes, or other weak points...! You're really Food Type?!!

Tang San said matter‑of‑factly: "My senior brother's little Self‑Created gadgets, nothing remarkable; perhaps they can barely serve a purpose."

"Oscar, I'm leaving first."

After speaking, a point under Tang San's foot erupted, a stronger Gale surged from beneath his soles, dragging his body and hurling him violently outward.

The dust on the road instantly roiled.

"Cough cough…!"

Ning Rongrong waved her hand in front of her nose.

But her gaze, still a bit shocked, watched Tang San, who was almost void‑floating, flying over a small river.

You didn't even need a bridge; you just flew over!

Is this what might barely have any effect?

Oscar watched Tang San fly away and let out a deep sigh.

He glanced at Ning Rongrong's surprised and puzzled expression, then became a bit listless again and explained:

"That's Xiao Xian's Self-Created Soul Technique, Violent Step; after cultivation it can Void‑step. The one that sucks Stone is called Suction Palm. The one that is flung out to increase force is called Blowing Fire Palm. There's also something called Purple Extreme Demon Eye, Xuan Yu Hand…"

"As for your question, is its power strong?"

"When Xiao Xian was in his twenties, without a martial soul, just relying on these Self-Created Soul Techniques, he could easily defeat the full‑power fat man—namely Ma Hongjun, the one with the Phoenix martial soul. When the fat man was defeated, he was also a Great Soul Master, Level 25. Sigh…"

Oscar let out another sigh, murmuring low: "Unfortunately, to use these Self-Created Soul Techniques, one must be able to suppress the side effects of Sunlight Spore…"

"I thought that aside from Xiao Xian, no one else could do it; I didn't expect his junior brother could…"

"Tang San is Level 29, only twelve years old. I'm also Food Type, also Level 25… yet I'm already fourteen!"

"Sigh… Xiao Xian said I'm not diligent enough… looking at it now, it's not just lack of effort; I'm basically a waste."

"Fine, I won't say more, I'm leaving first, you keep it up. If you get hungry, just shout twice, Recovery Sausage will be enough." Oscar's interest waned a bit, and his feet astonishingly generated an extremely weak breeze.

Although it was better than nothing, it did have a slight effect, making the speed a bit faster.

Ning Rongrong heard this and her complexion turned pale and ashen.

"You, Oscar, have become a waste, and I…?!"

"And such speed…"

"Even without a martial soul, one can still easily defeat a battle soul master's combat power of the same realm…"

"If Xiao Xian can do it, can Tang San as well?"

"Then me…?!"

"Self-Created Soul Technique… Xiao Xian…"

Ning Rongrong's mind flashed with a myriad of complex thoughts; she felt her worldview had been overturned, and for a moment she was a bit stunned, only her body kept running numbly.