Chapter 52: Chapter 11 Xiaowu, So You Really Are a Rabbit (Part 4)_1

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Tang San step by step approached Xiao Chenyu, “There’s no need to try. You can’t break free. My first soul ring is from the Datura snake, so my Blue Silver Grass has inherited the toughness of the Datura snake. Of course, it has also inherited a bit of the Datura snake’s venom. If you think you still have the strength to fight, I don’t mind giving you a taste of the Datura snake’s poison. Oh, by the way, I won’t administer the antidote.”

More than ten strands of Blue Silver Grass emerged behind Tang San, the leaves suspending in the air behind him, resembling over ten Datura snakes ready to choose their prey.

Fear began to surface among these senior students, with Xiao Old Boss’s henchmen almost uncontrollably retreating swiftly.

They might have never seen a Datura snake, but they had certainly heard of it. Who would want to deal with such a terrifying venom?

“Don’t release the snake venom. I concede,” declared Xiao Chenyu. Although he was the boss among the students, he was, after all, only twelve, and also susceptible to a child’s terrors, completely losing his composure.

In truth, while Tang San’s Blue Silver Grass was poisonous, given that it was only his first soul ring and not absorbed from a more powerful Datura snake, the poison carried only a paralytic effect, not lethal toxicity. But how could Xiao Chenyu dare to test it with his own body?

The Blue Silver Grass quietly disappeared from beneath Xiao Chenyu’s feet, and Tang San revealed the gentle smile that the working students knew well, “Since you’ve admitted defeat, let’s proceed as you and Xiaowu agreed earlier.”

Xiao Chenyu looked blankly at Tang San, “Should I acknowledge you or her as the boss?” He couldn’t believe that Xiaowu’s strength could surpass Tang San’s. A six-year-old soul master, this was beyond his understanding.

Tang San smiled, “Of course Xiaowu is your boss. I can’t beat her. Otherwise, I would be the head of the seventh dorm, not her.”

“Ah?” Xiao Chenyu’s mouth formed an O shape, thinking, you’re already this fierce, and she’s even more formidable than you; are you really working students, really only six years old?

Xiaowu slowly walked to Tang San’s side, patted his shoulder adopting a big sister vibe, “Xiaosan did well, that was hard work.”

Tang San chuckled, “The teacher asked me to handle some things, so I’ll leave the rest to you. From now on, you’ll be the big sister of the academy.”

Xiaowu playfully punched Tang San on the shoulder, “Okay, off you go, I’ll take care of the rest.”

Having said that, she turned her gaze towards Xiao Chenyu, “Still not convinced? Alright. Let me introduce myself. I’m Xiaowu, a first-year working student, Martial Soul, rabbit, level 12, one-ring Battle Soul Master.”

Not just Xiao Chenyu, but even the lingering Tang San was surprised. He too just found out that Xiaowu was a soul master, one level higher than himself. Considering her age was close to his, could it be, she also had innate full soul power?

Red light radiated from Xiaowu, her eyes beginning to turn red under the soft red glow, her ears slowly grew longer, soft white fur sticking up from the sides of her head. She appeared somewhat taller, with a gentle soul power aura undulating around her body. The soul ring emerging beneath her feet, like Tang San’s, was also a yellow Centennial Soul Ring.

Xiao Chenyu slapped his forehead hard, “Sister Xiaowu, I yield. From now on, you’ll be the big sister of the Notting Primary Soul Master Academy. Everyone, come over and meet Sister Xiaowu.”

A level 11 Tool Soul Master was already formidable, now here was a level 12 one-ring Battle Soul Master, also with a Centennial Soul Ring. Xiao Chenyu knew without a fight that he was no match for Xiaowu.

Xiaowu looked somewhat smug as she watched a group of senior students bow and salute before her, throwing a glance at Tang San who was standing there dumbstruck, “Aren’t you supposed to be doing something? Why are you still here? Just because you have innate full soul power, does it mean I can’t have it?”

Tang San snapped out of his thoughts, looked carefully at Xiaowu, touched her soft ears, and nodded, “Xiaowu, you really are a rabbit.”

“You…” Rabbit ears are the most sensitive, and the same effect manifested in Xiaowu’s transformation with her Martial Soul. Her pretty face immediately flushed with a red tinge, she raised her hand to strike, but Tang San had already darted away.

Leaving aside how Xiaowu wrapped up the aftermath, Tang San felt a surge of exhilaration as he ran out of the academy. Aside from concerns about the teacher’s poisoning, everything else had turned out better than he could have imagined. The issue with the practice of the Mysterious Heaven Method had finally been resolved, and he had even gained the new ability of Blue Silver Grass coiling, marking a significant improvement in strength. Tang San believed that with relentless practice, his skill in the Mysterious Heaven Method would advance by leaps and bounds. In at most ten years, if he could reach the fifth state of the Mysterious Heaven Method, he would consider that as having made some achievements. By then, he would be able to use most of the hidden weapons documented in the Mystic Sky Records.

Didn’t the teacher say that this world housed many Martial Soul sects? Why then, could he not re-establish the Tang Sect in this foreign realm?

In Soul Land, whether it was the Tiandou Empire or the Xingluo Empire, every city’s Martial Soul Hall would serve as a landmark building for the city. Tang San casually inquired a passerby and effortlessly found the location of the Martial Soul Hall.

Having already been delayed by helping the working students with the duel, Tang San did not want to waste any more time and ran to the Martial Soul Hall at his utmost speed.

“Stop right there. Young man, this is the Martial Soul Hall, you can’t just barge in unannounced,” said the guard as soon as Tang San arrived at the entrance of the Martial Soul Hall.

Notting’s Martial Soul Hall was a massive dome structure. Just the front width alone was over a hundred meters, reaching a height of twenty meters, and consisted of three stories.

The entire building was brown in color. The Martial Soul Hall insignia on the main entrance displayed a sole Longsword. According to what Master had explained, a single symbol indicated that the Notting City’s Martial Soul Hall was of the lowest level.