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Tang San was stunned for a moment, suspecting that he heard wrongly, and it took him a moment to react, "Have you been promoted to spirit master?"

Yan Ning nodded, already expecting Tang San's surprised reaction.

Ever since Tang San took the lead in being promoted to spirit master, apart from Xiao Wu, even the seniors Ling Feng, Xiao Chenyu and others were no match for him. As time went by, no one took the initiative to compete with Tang San.

Yan Ning, a soul warrior, was naturally forgotten by Tang San long ago.

"If that's the case, then come on."

I haven't done anything for a few days. It's just an activity. Tang San readily agreed, closed his notebook and stood up.

In the night, the breeze blows, teasing the heartstrings, and it is very pleasant.

In the playground, Yan Ning and Tang San stood opposite each other, their eyes met, and suddenly, the two people who reached a consensus started to move at the same time.

The next moment, fists and feet collided, and the two men's forward bodies were stagnated.

Tang San was slightly shocked, the result of the head-to-head confrontation turned out to be an even score.

Little did he know that Yan Ning was even more speechless than him.

Compared with the beast spirit, the weapon spirit is a bit of a late bloomer.Generally speaking, among martial souls with the same level of quality, the one with the beast martial soul has a greater chance of winning.

One is the improvement of overall quality, and the other is the strengthening of a single direction.

After gathering the first soul ring, regardless of soul skills, the combat power and error tolerance of the beast martial soul are much stronger than those of the weapon soul soul master in the early stage of the soul master.

Yan Ning has not forgotten that Tang San's position is still in the control system. Not to mention the control effect of Blue Silver Grass, which has only one soul skill, Tang San's melee level is already higher than that of many melee-type soul masters.

After a few rounds, Yan Ning had already realized why the man named Xiao Chenyu no longer fought against Tang San.

However, Yan Ning wanted to test his own strength, so his attitude was very positive.

boom!

After resisting Tang San's blow, Yan Ning half-twisted her body, exerted force on her waist, and whipped her whip leg towards Tang San's neck like lightning.

Black shadows instantly infiltrated Yu Guang's field of vision, and the howling wind in his ears made his neck feel cold. Tang San raised his arms subconsciously, and the next moment he fell uncontrollably to one side. He staggered a few meters before he regained his balance. body shape.

What a loss... Yan Ning raised his eyebrows and did not pursue him. Tang San's attack just now made his stomach jump.

"...I didn't expect you to become so much stronger after getting the soul ring."

Tang San waved his arm, "A hundred-year spirit ring?"

Although it was a question, the tone was very affirmative.

Xue Yao and the unknown old coin flashed through his mind, and Yan Ning was unconvinced.

Tang San's eyes lit up, and he felt a fighting spirit in his heart, and he made a starting gesture, "Continue."

Having just obtained the first spirit ring, he defeated Xiao Chenyu, the most powerful person in Notting Academy. Although Tang San was already over [-] years old mentally, he still had the idea that this was not the case.

After becoming familiar with the magical power of Wuhun, Tang San believed that his strength would be greatly enhanced, not to mention having the Tang Sect's techniques and skills at his side.He does not allow himself to be surpassed by his peers because he is the only disciple of the Tang Sect in this world.

"It couldn't be better." Yan Ning responded expressionlessly, eyes fixed on Tang San's movements.

One year.

After a year of adapting to Xiao Wu's help due to some combination of circumstances, Yan Ning has lost the reason to flaunt his weakness.

After only being strengthened by a soul ring, how could the Rotting Poison Python be weaker than the Blue Silver Grass!

Tang San was tenacious and passionate, while Yan Ning was cold and paranoid. The two eyes collided fiercely with their respective responsibilities.

In the next moment, Yan Ning rushed towards Tang San fiercely.

Uppercuts, elbows, knees, whip kicks, Yan Ning used them all, all aimed at the vulnerable parts of the human body.

Under the shock of the soul power, the attack became more and more fierce like a raging wave. Sometimes the next blow would burst out before he could withdraw his move. The movements were brutal and domineering, without any sense of appreciation or beauty, but it made people feel terrified all over.

For a moment, Tang San retreated slowly, not caring about the attack, and had no choice but to neutralize Yan Ning's offensive.

A useless martial spirit?

What a joke.

If Tang San only had Blue Silver Grass, how long could he last under such an offensive?

The strength was first partially dissipated by a strange force, and Tang San seemed to have responded to the occasional moves, but it was undeniable that Yan Ning actually suppressed Tang San.

Seeing how he was struggling to find a way to break the situation, Yan Ning became increasingly coveted for the fairy grass that could evolve the poisonous python.

Controlling the Crane and Capturing the Dragon, using the Purple Demon Eyes, Tang San had already used two unique skills but still couldn't get rid of the passive situation. He immediately didn't dare to hide his clumsiness, his hands quietly turned into ice jade, parrying Yan Ning's blow, and then his body spread out. Come, separate the phantoms, and the main body quickly distances itself.

The rock-hard mysterious jade hands, the ghostly figure.

Yan Ning glanced at it a few times, then used his soul power to act as if he hadn't seen it.

Tang San had already drafted and prepared a response, but seeing this scene saved him a lot of time.

"Tang San, Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass, Level 15 Weapon Spirit Master."

Several vines intertwined around the body, Tang San said seriously.

Yan Ning's eyes were like torches, and he summoned the poisonous python. Then there was a series of crisp sounds of bones on his body, and a dense layer of dark purple scales suddenly appeared on his skin. It took half a breath to cover his whole body, leaving only Some faces are still exposed in the air.

His eyes turned into dark green snake pupils, and even his tongue and teeth changed. His appearance resembled that of a poisonous python, and his temperament became a bit colder and sinister.

All these changes are clearly due to the possession of martial spirits.

"Yan Ning, Wuhun Rotting Poison Python, Level 13 Battle Soul Master."

Facing Tang San's eyes, Yan Ning's soul power surged, her clothes billowing and her black hair flying.

"The first soul skill, Coil!"

"The first soul skill, Ratchet Overlord Transformation!"

Almost at the same time, a yellow circle of light appeared under their feet, and Tang San and Yan Ning activated their respective soul skills immediately.

The difference was that Tang San began to change his tactics and no longer approached Yan Ning rashly.

Because of the Tang Sect's martial arts, Tang San can fight in close combat with beast spirit masters of the same realm, but now that Yan Ning is possessed by a spirit and then uses amplifying spirit skills, the strength and physical quality of the two are no longer on the same level. Tang San couldn't take it lightly, so he used the vines of Blue Silver Grass to look for opportunities to make a move.

Yan Ning, on the other hand, knows his own strengths very well. Compared to Tang San, he has no long-range attack methods. If he cannot get close to Tang San, the situation will be very passive.

At that moment, with the 30.00% increase in all attributes of the first soul skill, the word "mang" was fully reflected, and he pounced directly.

Even if the vines of the Blue Silver Grass were strengthened by the Mandala Snake, they could not stop Yan Ning's violent figure.Seeing Yan Ning pressing closer and closer, Tang San once again resorted to the Tang Sect's secret skill of ghost shadowing, and once again opened the distance between the two. At the same time, the Xuan Tian Kung was running wildly, and countless The vines bit at Yan Ning.

Blue and purple colors merged, each engulfing the other.

The purple light was domineering and fierce, and the blue light seemed to be endless in the deep sea. For a moment, the sky was filled with vines and debris that had been corroded into black.

Yan Ning had difficulty getting close to Tang San, unable to launch effective attacks, and his soul power was still being consumed, but Tang San felt equally uncomfortable.

In the current competition for soul power, Tang San seems to have an advantage because he is two levels higher than Yan Ning, but don't forget that the soul master and the martial soul are one, and a small amount of damage is fine, but if it continues like this, the backlash will It's a matter of time.

Whether it was Yan Ning or Tang San, both of them needed an opportunity, an opportunity for the other party to reveal a flaw or for them to take the initiative to create it.

And this is exactly the meaning of sparring and fighting.

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