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Chapter 4 "Don't do this, I'm scared"
Immediately afterward, Tang Wu gave Tang San a heads-up.
"Therefore, we can conclude that the best route for Blue Silver Grass is naturally the Life Route."
"If someone does the opposite and lets you absorb a poison-attribute soul ring, that person is either bad or stupid."
"If you encounter someone like this in the future, you'd better stay away from them, brother."
Tang San nodded very seriously: "Okay, Xiao Wu, I've got it."
If anyone ever asks me to absorb a poison-attribute soul ring, I will cut off their path to the future and become their mortal enemy.
This person has already found a way to die.
At this moment, Tang San silently labeled the little flat-nosed guy in his heart.
Tang Wu couldn't sleep all night after that.
no way.
The supernatural power of a martial spirit was incredibly tempting to Tang Wu, who was just an ordinary person in his previous life.
So excited that he tossed and turned, unable to calm down.
Tang Wu was especially excited when he unwittingly created a self-made soul skill.
"Brother, I can't sleep."
"And after resting all afternoon, my soul power has fully recovered. How about we have a spar?"
"Since this is your request, Xiao Wu, then alright..."
Without the slightest hesitation, Tang San agreed the moment Tang Wu spoke.
What can you do when your adorable little brother makes a request?
Of course we'll spoil him.
So the two brothers walked out of the blacksmith shop one after the other and came to the open space in front of the shop.
Embark on your first ever battle of spirits.
The two stopped.
They stood ten meters apart, looking at each other, neither making a move immediately.
The emerald yellow leaves swayed gently, detached from the tree trunk, and slowly drifted down.
And at the very moment of landing.
Tang Wu and Tang San moved at the same time!
His figure blurred into a fleeting shadow, his feet treading on mysterious and unpredictable ghostly trails, silent and stealthy, just like a phantom from legend.
Tang Wu's hands transformed into jade-colored jade, radiating a chilling aura, and he punched towards Tang San's face.
It was the Jade Hand.
But when faced with Tang Wu's straight punch, Tang San did not choose to take it head-on, but instead used a circular motion to deflect the force.
This force was pushed back.
At the same time, he exerted force with his feet to lunge forward, and his palms shot out like nimble snakes.
Tang Wu was pushed by Tang San, but his feet were rooted to the spot, and he managed to stay firmly in place thanks to his strong physique.
Faced with Tang San's offensive, he also swung both hands, using offense as defense.
And so, the two exchanged blows for dozens of rounds.
However, Tang Wu's proficiency in Tang Sect techniques was no match for Tang San, who had cultivated for two lifetimes, and he quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.
"You've mastered the basics of the technique so quickly. It seems you haven't been slacking off lately, Xiao Wu."
Tang San was very pleased.
He gave the Tang Clan's martial arts to his younger brother because he hoped that this mischievous boy would have a martial art to learn.
So that one day, when he's being tested in the underworld, he won't be able to come back at all.
The fact that Tang Wu almost killed himself at noon is enough to show how right Tang San was in doing that.
"Of course, I've worked so hard for this day's Martial Soul Awakening."
"I've been waiting for this day for a long time," Tang Wu said, his voice filled with unusual excitement.
Another clash ensued, and due to the reaction force, the two were separated by a full three meters.
However, this time, Tang Wu did not use his fighting skills again, but instead used his martial soul ability.
He wrapped the blue silver grass around his dominant hand, his left hand.
Layers of blue silver grass tightly and comfortably wrapped around the entire wrist, forming a huge blue silver iron fist.
Even the fragile Blue Silver Grass, if there are enough of it, can provide a certain amount of attack power.
Take now, for example.
In terms of martial arts skills or proficiency in Tang Clan techniques, Tang Wu is no match for Tang San.
However, Tang Wu also has a strength that Tang San cannot match.
That is the boundless imagination of martial spirits.
"Wrap your entire arm in Blue Silver Grass to increase the defense and resilience of that area."
"Xiao Wu, I must say, I am far inferior to you in the development of Blue Silver Grass."
Tang San looked at the Blue Silver Iron Fist in Tang Wu's hand and sighed with admiration.
If it were him, he would simply use the Blue Silver Grass as a means to bind the enemy.
"Hehe, not bad, right? I call this move the Blue Silver Iron Fist."
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Blue Silver Entanglement is widely known among netizens as "Mother's Entanglement," so can his Blue Silver Iron Fist also be called "Mother's Iron Fist"?
Savor it carefully; it comes from a mother's love and care!
Now that Tang Wu has his own weapon, he can be said to be close to completely overwhelming Tang San, if not completely crushing him.
After all, one was unarmed, while the other didn't have to worry about getting hurt.
Furthermore, since both of them had cultivated Tang Sect techniques, the difference between them was immediately leveled out. So, the only remaining difference was whether they had weapons or not.
Every clash between the Jade Hand and the Blue Silver Grass ended with the Blue Silver Grass shattering.
However, as Tang Wu replenishes his soul power, the Blue Silver Iron Fist will be restored to its original state in an instant.
With each shattering, a blue halo would always drift in the air.
Following the direction of the airflow, it landed on Tang San, and the blue halo quickly dimmed.
Then it disappeared.
"Now, I won't hold back." Tang Wu's eyes were fixed on Tang San:
"Take this! The ultimate champion of space travel, the one who conquers heaven and earth—go, shameful iron fist!"
As he said this, he focused his energy in his dantian and suddenly pulled the iron fist off his left hand.
It was thrown fiercely towards Tang San!
Lost~~~
"So all that shouting and bravado turned out to be just a empty promise!"
"I say, what does this have to do with that whole series of titles?!"
The iron fist slammed into his torso, but it didn't hurt. Then it slid down onto the grass at his feet.
Tang San was completely bewildered and speechless, so he complained to Tang Wu.
He raised his foot and stepped on the blue silver iron fist. With the force, the blue silver grass turned into starlight and disappeared.
Upon seeing this scene, Tang Wu's face contorted in shock, and he began to scream.
"No, my Blue Silver Iron Fist~~~"
"You died so tragically, you were kicked to ashes, waaaaaah, waaaaah!"
But as he cried, the corners of his mouth, which had been drooping in the shadows, slowly turned upwards:
"Hahaha, you fell for it!"
"What?!?!"
Tang San was all too familiar with Tang Wu's expression.
Whenever someone displays this expression, it means that someone is about to be in trouble.
With this in mind.
Tang San retreated more than ten meters, quickly increasing the distance between them, and looked at him warily.
"Xiao Wu, don't do this, I'm scared."
"Don't be afraid. Fear comes from the unknown. You won't be afraid in a little while."
"Hehehe..."
Tang Wu's smile was as wicked as could be; he must have eaten at least ten Soul Hall elders in one meal to have such a laugh today.