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"Feng Xiaotian, what are you doing?"
Huo Wu spoke first. "This isn't the place for fighting."
"My apologies, Huo Wu. It was rash of me. I just wanted to test the skills of this martial soul theorist." Feng Xiaotian immediately put on a smile, trying to appease Huo Wu, afraid of upsetting her.
"San ge, Feng Xiaotian looks a bit like Da ge," Xiao Wu leaned in close to Tang San's ear, whispering softly, "Do martial soul masters with wolf martial souls have similar personalities?"
"Martial souls indeed influence one's personality. Wolves and dogs are closely related, with dogs being domesticated from wolves." Tang San replied quietly.
Feng Xiaotian's ears were sharp, and he naturally heard the whispers between Tang San and Xiao Wu. He was a bit annoyed but didn't know what to say. After all, Tang San didn't explicitly mention him, and his voice wasn't loud enough for Huo Wu, Huo Wushuang, and others to hear. Besides, what Tang San said seemed like a fact. In front of Huo Wu, his mother, and other girls, his personality didn't seem wolf-like at all. He couldn't assert himself and instead seemed more like a dog, more willing to follow their reasonable commands.
However, he was certain that it wasn't because of his Stormwind Doubleheaded Wolf martial soul's relation to dogs; it was because of his respect for women!
"If we're going to have a soul duel, let's go to my place." After scolding Feng Xiaotian, Huo Wu also wanted to see Tang San's progress over the years.
"No problem. Whatever Xiao wu says, goes." Feng Xiaotian beamed, feeling that Huo Wu probably saw Tang San as some kind of little brother figure, but in reality, she was taking care of his face and feelings, which pleased him immensely.
Then, Tang San and the others followed Huo Wu for nearly three minutes until they reached Huo Wu's residence.
It was a mansion even more luxurious than where Tang San and the others stayed. The main house had five floors, and there were four or five two- to three-story buildings nearby, which Huo Wu said were residences for servants responsible for her daily needs.
"Wow, Huo Wu, you're really rich." Even though Xiao Wu didn't get along with Huo Wu, she couldn't help but marvel at the wealth of the Huo family.
"It's alright. I can barely establish myself in Tian Dou City." Huo Wu raised her chin thirty degrees, her lips curling upwards, looking extremely pleased, almost like she was tasting honey, speaking somewhat Versailles-like.
In the backyard, a vast space nearly a hundred meters wide and long greeted them.
"Right here. My brother and I used to practice here often." Huo Wu pointed to the empty space ahead, saying casually.
"Yes, Huo Wu, those were truly nostalgic times." Huo Wushuang sighed, memories of childhood flooding his eyes.
"Indeed, brother, I always beat you back then." Huo Wu didn't mince words about her older brother's shortcomings in front of Tang San and the others.
Huo Wushuang's face turned red. Catching a glimpse of Feng Xiaotian's playful gaze, he snorted and said, "I was just letting my sister win..."
Seeing that Huo Wu had turned her head and was flexing her wrist, he quickly changed his tune, "Of course, I'm not your match anymore, sister. After all, your martial soul has changed from Fire Shadow to the Sun Goddess."
"Tch, as if I couldn't beat you until my martial soul revealed its true form." Huo Wu clicked her tongue, deciding not to compete with her silly big brother. She turned to Tang San and said coldly, "If you dare to surrender, then pay up for last night's accommodation."
"I do have some family assets, but I can't afford to waste them like that. I still need to take care of Xiao Wu and Guang Ling's daily needs." Tang San immediately changed his tune, his previously relaxed and casual demeanor now earnest and serious.
"Hmm..." Huo Wu thought, could she support Tang San financially if he's this poor?
Feng Xiaotian walked to the center of the field and introduced himself again. "Feng Xiaotian, martial soul: Stromwind Double-Headed Swift Wolf, level forty-two, specializing in close combat control, strong offense, and can also serve as breakthrough armor or long-range output."
"Tang San, martial soul: Blue Silver Grass, level forty-one, versatile support-type soul master. My martial soul can amplify, heal, and if you don't mind the taste, it's edible. But versatility also means that I know a bit of everything."
Huo Wu shouted, "As the referee, with both martial souls released, I now declare the battle begins!"
As her clear voice fell, Feng Xiaotian raised his head and howled like a magical wolf, swiftly pouncing towards Tang San, his sharp claws aiming for Tang San's face.
Before they even made contact, Tang San could already sense the sharpness of Feng Xiaotian's wolf claws, accompanied by a faint friction sound.
It was the element of wind!
When Feng Xiaotian attacked, he didn't just use soul power but also converted it into wind element, condensing it between his claws.
"I should never underestimate the geniuses of this world," Tang San thought to himself. With a flicker of his body, he left behind a shadow in his original position while his real body circled around to Feng Xiaotian's back.
"Shadow image?"
Feng Xiaotian was startled, sensing the wind behind him. He leaped upwards, dodging Tang San's punch from behind, then performed a 360-degree somersault in mid-air, kicking towards Tang San's back.
But Tang San seemed to have eyes on his back as he twisted his body to face Feng Xiaotian head-on, kicking out his leg.
Boom!
Their right legs collided, and their respective soul power clashed, creating a gale that spread outward, even felt by Huo Wu and the others more than fifty meters away.
"Such majestic soul power!" Huo Wushuang's eyes narrowed. "I thought Blue Silver Grass could cultivate so quickly, but its soul power must have impressive quality to be so robust."
"Hmph, if the soul power quality wasn't high, how could it withstand a ten-thousand-year level soul ring?" Xiao Wu said triumphantly.
"San ge is the best," Guang Ling chimed in.
Meanwhile, on the field, Feng Xiaotian was kicked back seven or eight meters, landing and taking three or four steps back before stabilizing himself. Tang San only retreated two steps.
Different martial souls cultivate different qualities of soul power.
Tang San, currently focused on Blue Silver Emperor, followed the path of life, with his soul power infused with the breath of life, lacking the destructive power of soul power cultivated by other martial souls.
In contrast, Feng Xiaotian's martial soul, the Stormwind Doubleheaded Wolf , also carried the wind attribute, making its destructive power astonishing.
But why did Feng Xiaotian come off worse just now?
Mainly because Tang San's soul power was more robust, Xuantian Gong, the supreme martial soul technique, was unmatched by any meditation technique in this world.
Secondly, Tang San possessed the Jade Bone Method and had absorbed a hundred-thousand-year Blue Silver Grass right leg bone. His physical body was far superior to Feng Xiaotian's.
In that exchange just now, Tang San didn't even use his full strength.
"What the heck! Is your foot made of iron?"
After stabilizing himself, Feng Xiaotian felt a numbness in his right foot, as if he had kicked a solid iron block just now. "You didn't stick some iron plate in your shoe sole, did you?"
(End of chapter)