Chapter 81: with translation of chapter title

81. Chapter 81 Tang San crippled, Haotian Hammer appears!

After Tang San and Dai Xiyu went on stage, the watching students also became interested.

Any student who ranked among the top in the academy knew of the grudge between Tang San and Xiyu, and also knew about their bet in the forest.

One was among the students with the highest talent in the academy; the other was a new work-study student who, on the very first day, defeated the strongest student Xiao Wu, and moreover had an ambiguous relationship with Xiao Wu.

This battle can be said to have attracted great attention.

As the two stood facing each other, the supervising teacher said, "Both sides, announce your martial souls."

Tang San didn't want to waste words and spoke first: "Tang San, martial soul Blue Silver Grass, nineteenth rank, one-ring Battle Soul Master."

After a month of arduous cultivation, Tang San smoothly advanced from rank eighteen to nineteen.

That is also why he is full of confidence in this battle.

Rank nineteen is already the top level among one-ring Soul Masters; unless one reaches the two-ring Great Soul Master, it is hard to oppose him.

Moreover, with his exquisite hidden weapons, Tang San is sure to win this battle!

Dai Xiyu, on the other hand, smiled faintly and said, "Xiyu, martial soul Sharingan, rank ten Soul Scholar."

Upon hearing this, many people secretly laughed.

A rank ten Soul Scholar doesn't even have a first soul ring—how could he possibly oppose a top rank nineteen Soul Master?

The earlier tit-for-tat remarks by Dai Xiyu and Tang San now seem nothing but bragging.

Those watching students and teachers had almost already foreseen the scene of Dai Xiyu being violently beaten.

Tang San also showed a confident smile and said, "Xiyu, don't blame me for not warning you—this match is a duel, not just an assessment; injuries are no excuse!"

Dai Xiyu smiled faintly and said, "Fine, injuries are no excuse."

The supervising teacher frowned but said nothing.

As a two-ring Battle Soul Master, he was confident he could intervene in time if things got too heated.

Having thought this, the supervising teacher waved his hand and said, "The assessment begins!"

As his words fell, Tang San and Dai Xiyu simultaneously released their martial souls.

In Tang San's right hand, Blue Silver Grass suddenly sprouted, and a yellow soul ring rose beneath his feet.

The four-hundred-year first soul ring gave Tang San unparalleled confidence, and he loudly shouted, "First soul skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"

In an instant, that four-hundred-year yellow first soul ring burst forth with intense light.

And the Blue Silver Grass in Tang San's hand began to grow wildly.

Dai Xiyu smiled faintly, his soul power surged, his physical strength exploded, and his whole body instantly vanished from the spot.

Actually, although Tang San spoke confidently, he did not underestimate his opponent.

Someone who could defeat Xiao Wu and dodge three sleeve arrows could hardly be a pushover.

Therefore, while Tang San activated his martial soul, he also simultaneously activated the Purple Extreme Magic Pupil.

However, even under the observation of the Purple Extreme Magic Pupil, Tang San still could not make out Dai Xiyu's figure!

This discovery made Tang San's heart suddenly jolt!

"So fast!"

Before he could even cry out in surprise, Dai Xiyu, relying on his tyrannical speed, had already arrived behind Tang San.

A plain, unadorned punch was aimed at Tang San's chest!

Tang San was very alert; as soon as Dai Xiyu left his original spot, he guessed he would use that terrifying speed to circle around and launch a sneak attack.

But even with prior awareness, it was hard to completely avoid; with the help of the Purple Extreme Magic Pupil, Tang San could only try to turn his body to avoid vital spots.

He avoided the back of the heart, but Dai Xiyu's fist struck Tang San's right arm.

Tang San wasn't too worried, after all, no matter how strong physical strength is, it cannot be as powerful as a soul skill.

However, the next moment, Tang San stared wide-eyed in shock.

He only felt that Dai Xiyu's fist contained a force that was immensely huge!

The fist hitting his arm felt like being smashed by a ten-thousand-jin hammer, making any resistance impossible!

Boom!

With a chilling thud, Tang San then flew out like a cannonball.

A mere Soul Master of a few dozen ranks, facing physical strength comparable to that of a Titled Douluo, is nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot.

Blood spattered, bright red covering the Soul Fighting Arena, accompanied by Tang San's hoarse, anguished scream.

At the same time Tang San screamed, a notification appeared in the upper left of Dai Xiyu's vision.

【Gain: +5,000,000 Fortune from Tang San】

Five million!

Dai Xiyu was very surprised; he never imagined that merely crippling Tang San's arm would directly reap five million fortune.

What if all four limbs… or even five limbs were crippled?

Wouldn't that yield tens of millions of fortune?

For a moment, Dai Xiyu felt somewhat excited.

At that moment, almost everyone present was dumbfounded.

They watched helplessly as Tang San's arm turned into minced meat, even the bones reduced to dregs.

Tang San had already fallen to the edge of the Soul Fighting Arena; his right arm remained only a small stub, the rest having vanished.

Only then did Tang San truly realize what kind of monster he had been facing all along.

Under such power, let alone defeating him, Tang San couldn't even muster the thought of opposing him.

He was too strong, really too strong—like a humanoid tyrannosaurus; the next strike could probably kill him.

Seeing Dai Xiyu's gaze turn toward him, Tang San, horrified to the point of desperation, desperately flung out his hidden weapons with his left hand, throwing them all at Dai Xiyu.

「Don't come over, you monster, don't come over, ahhh——!!! 」

In his hoarse, exhausted howl, countless hidden weapons had already swept toward Dai Xiyu.

However, in Dai Xiyu's eyes, the attack trajectories of these hidden weapons were completely visible.

When he unleashed his speed, Dai Xiyu easily and leisurely dodged all the hidden weapons.

Those countless flying knives, flying needles, and sleeve arrows didn't even touch the corner of Dai Xiyu's clothing.

Although they didn't hit Dai Xiyu, the students and teachers behind him suffered greatly; many of average-strength trainees were struck by the hidden weapons, and even several first-year trainees lost their lives.

The arena descended into complete chaos; the dean and vice-dean could no longer stay seated, hastily rose, and wanted to end the fight.

After dodging the hidden weapons, Dai Xiyu did not want to lose this opportunity; he lunged forward, intending to take the chance to completely cripple Tang San.

Seeing this, Tang San was nearly scared out of his wits, desperately kicking back with his legs, while shouting from his mouth: "Don't come over, don't come over ahhh!!!"

While howling and retreating, tears and snot streamed down his face; he wished he could sprout wings and fly away immediately, never to approach that demon again.

Now Tang San had no dignity left; under the fear of death, he had abandoned all restraint.

Just then, a deafening fierce shout rang out from all directions:

"Do not harm my son!"

As this voice sounded, it was accompanied by a deep, muffled tearing-through-the-air sound, as if some huge object were flying at high speed.

Dai Xiyu felt alert and abruptly halted his stance.

The next moment, a pitch-black hammer smashed down before him, shattering the entire Battle Spirit Platform into two halves, with spiderweb-like cracks spreading in all directions. (End of chapter)