"Blue Silver Grass? How can his Martial Soul be the same as Ye Lan's?" Wang Sheng scratched his head suspiciously, then said, "No matter what kind of grass you are, Little San, let's spar. If you beat me, you'll be the boss of Dorm 7."
"My name is Tang San, not Little San!" Tang San was extremely annoyed by this address. In his previous life, this was a term for eunuchs.
Besides being a little angry, Tang San was curious about Ye Lan. Besides him, could other Blue Silver Grass users cultivate? Didn't the teacher say that Blue Silver Grass was a Waste Martial Soul?
Seeing that Tang San didn't stop organizing his package, the short-tempered Wang Sheng didn't care about anything else and pushed Tang San's shoulder.
"My name is Wang Sheng, and my Martial Soul is Battle Tiger. It's a tradition in Dorm 7 to fight the boss; no one can break this rule."
Tang San, who was already inexplicably annoyed by Wang Sheng, stopped what he was doing when he heard Wang Sheng's declaration of war, intending to teach Wang Sheng a lesson.
Before Wang Sheng could react, Tang San took an extremely quick step to Wang Sheng's side, then slightly bent his right arm. His right elbow, like a dagger, quickly stabbed Wang Sheng's right waist.
Wang Sheng grimaced in pain: Hiss—.
After Wang Sheng stabilized himself, he aimed at Tang San and pounced forward fiercely.
Like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, Tang San remained calm when facing the pouncing Wang Sheng. He dragged his right leg back, turned his body, and met Wang Sheng's hungry tiger pounce.
When Wang Sheng closed in on Tang San, Tang San grabbed Wang Sheng's right hand with both hands, exerted force with his legs, and flung him backward with all his might. This was the Tang Sect's grappling technique: Crane Controlling Dragon Capturing, a move that used leverage to counter force, executed perfectly.
With a bang! Wang Sheng was flung by Tang San, crashing into a pile of tables, making the scene messy.
The anger in Wang Sheng's heart, ignited instantly by being thrown, quickly climbed to his feet, and a yellow light emerged from the top of his head, covering his entire body. It was clear that Wang Sheng had become serious and intended to use his full strength.
At this moment, Wang Sheng's eyes only held Tang San. He suddenly pushed off the ground with his left leg, pounced forward again, and swung his right fist forcefully towards Tang San's face.
At this moment, a faint purple glow appeared in Tang San's eyes. After clearly seeing Wang Sheng's movements, Tang San intercepted Wang Sheng's wrist with a punch.
Wang Sheng's right hand was struck by Tang San, but he seemed to feel no pain. Instead, his hands transformed into a pair of tiger claws and grabbed at Tang San.
Wang Sheng was now seeing red, his face ferocious. He was determined to teach Tang San a lesson no matter what.
Tang San, quick-witted, also used both hands to counter Wang Sheng's claws, firmly grasping Wang Sheng's tiger claws.
Wang Sheng originally thought he had a great advantage in strength, but he didn't expect Tang San to be so strong. His claws were tightly clamped by Tang San, and his fingers were squeezed so hard they felt hot.
After Tang San steadily caught Wang Sheng, he took advantage of Wang Sheng still being in mid-air and unable to gain leverage, and flung him to the side again. Then he directly gave Wang Sheng a whip kick, intending to teach Wang Sheng a profound lesson.
Just as Tang San flung Wang Sheng away again, Ye Lan moved. With just a flash, he grabbed Wang Sheng's shoulder and pulled him back, escaping Tang San's leg sweep.
If Wang Sheng had taken that whip kick, he definitely wouldn't have recovered for several days. Ye Lan had been with the Dorm 7 residents for so long, and he didn't want Wang Sheng to suffer such great pain.
After steadying Wang Sheng, Ye Lan looked at Tang San, who was two heads shorter than him. A nameless fire ignited again, but Ye Lan ignored it and simply said, "Is that necessary? To be so heavy-handed? I think with your skill, you don't seem like someone who can't control his strength?"
Tang San retorted indifferently, "I've already held back, otherwise Wang Sheng would definitely be disfigured. And who are you?" Tang San was very concerned about Ye Lan's speed in saving Wang Sheng just now, in a flash, the timing was just right.
After Wang Sheng was caught by Ye Lan, he recovered from his fright and pulled Ye Lan, still feeling lingering fear: "Ye Lan, I lost. Tang San must have held back. The boss of Dorm 7 will be Tang San from now on."
Wang Sheng didn't want Ye Lan to suffer the same beating he did, so he gave Tang San an out.
Wang Sheng didn't know Ye Lan's specific strength at this time. Ye Lan had always been a gentle young man in Dorm 7, and his strength had never been revealed. Wang Sheng felt that Ye Lan was not as good as himself, let alone Tang San, who was stronger than him?
So Wang Sheng didn't want Ye Lan and Tang San to clash again, which would lead to Ye Lan being dealt with harshly by Tang San.
Regarding Wang Sheng's peacemaking, Ye Lan naturally understood the meaning behind Wang Sheng's words. But influenced by the nameless fire, Ye Lan, who was not interested in the boss game, now became interested.
Ye Lan patted Wang Sheng's shoulder, signaling that he was fine.
"Tang San, my Martial Soul is also Blue Silver Grass. If you want to become the boss of Dorm 7, you still need my permission. I didn't challenge Wang Sheng when I enrolled, but now that you've defeated Wang Sheng, then I'll challenge you." Ye Lan suppressed the nameless fire in his heart, trying to state the fact of the challenge in a calm tone.
Tang San was also very interested in Ye Lan, who also had Blue Silver Grass, and wanted to see how strong others were with the same Blue Silver Grass.
Secondly, Tang San also realized that Dorm 7 seemed to genuinely have a boss challenge tradition, and it wasn't just a random provocation excuse Wang Sheng made up. Therefore, he agreed.
"Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass. Innate Full Soul Power Level Ten!" Tang San proudly announced the fact that he was a genius, and responded to Ye Lan's challenge with his words.
Ye Lan secretly thought, it really is a chuunibyou World.
But he was also very honest with his words: "Ye Lan, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Soul Power Level 7."
When Tang San heard Ye Lan's Soul Power level, a flicker of secret joy flashed in his heart. The teacher was right, he was the unique Innate Full Soul Power Blue Silver Grass on the Douluo Continent.
Ye Lan, unaware of Tang San's inner thoughts, in an instant, attached Soul Power to his right leg, and with a flash, he was already close to the center of Tang San's vision.
Tang San was startled by Ye Lan's speed, so fast! Tang San's figure was also not slow, with a Ghostly steps, he dodged to the right. This was precisely the Tang Sect's movement technique, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, which emphasized agility, making it elusive and difficult to grasp the next position of the person performing the technique.
Ye Lan watched Tang San flash past his left side, but he was not flustered.
Before the old force dissipated, new force was generated, and he again moved closer to Tang San.
Previously, less than half of the Soul Power Ye Lan applied to his leg was used, so he only needed to use a little more Soul Power to cover the previous Soul Power application, allowing him to quickly adjust direction, so he wouldn't just have speed without agility.
Thanks to three years of cultivation in the Extreme Soul Power Application method, Ye Lan was able to control the use of Soul Power at will, reaching a state of acting as he pleased and being able to retract and release it freely.
How much Soul Power to attach to the leg to turn flexibly, Ye Lan didn't need to think about this. If it required Ye Lan to think, it would be too slow.
Ye Lan's agile changes in direction relied entirely on his instinctive control of Soul Power.
