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Tang San was playing with the hidden weapon in his hand. He naturally knew something about this thing. He had seen it in the memory fragments of the soul guide. He had practiced it for a period of time before, but later he gave up because he felt it was useless.

"Hidden weapons should be aimed at the blind spots. You should have aimed at my eyes. People who are too kind are not suitable for practicing hidden weapons." Tang San smiled slightly.

"You, you, you, what are you doing!"

With a whoosh, Tang San shot the flying knife in his hand towards Meng Yiran's eyes. The flying knife cut off a few strands of her hair and stuck steadily into the ground. The flying knife was only a hair's breadth away from her eyeballs.

Tang San squatted down, grabbed Meng Yiran's neck, and slowly lifted her up like a chicken. Meng Yiran struggled and her two snow-white lips hit Tang San's arm.

"Who dares to say he is invincible? Even my father doesn't dare to say that he is invincible at the same level. You just have an external soul bone of a thousand years old. Do you think you are invincible?" Tang San smiled coldly. Even if it is an external soul bone, it depends on the level. How can a thousand-year-old external soul bone be invincible?

And you can have soul bones but others can’t?

Meng Yiran is a three-ring soul master. Her external soul bone is only two thousand years old at most. Even if she has a ten thousand year soul bone, she would not dare to say that she is invincible.

However, Tang San also admitted that Meng Yiran was indeed quite powerful and knew some basic knowledge of hidden weapons. If Tai Long faced him, he would probably be defeated miserably.

After a quick glance, Tang San casually tossed the exhausted Meng Yiran out of the arena. Then, looking at the four older Soul Masters below, he said with a smile, "Who else wants a fight? Come up, I'll take them all."

For a moment, the field was silent and no one dared to fight.

For ordinary soul masters, having a thousand-year soul bone is already a great blessing. The advantage of having one more thousand-year soul bone among the same level is extremely huge, not to mention that it is an external soul bone.

Now, this soul master who possessed an external soul bone was knocked to the side of the road by another soul master of the same level, and the opponent seemed to have not yet exerted his full strength and did not even breathe a breath.

The four older Soul Sect members in the audience looked at each other, and no one dared to fight.

This really cannot be blamed on them. After all, as Meng Yiran said, they are here to make a living and just hope to join the main hall of the Spirit Hall after graduation and get good treatment. In fact, if they were really strong, they would have joined the Spirit Academy long ago. Why would they wait until now to rely on their level to suppress others?

They also knew that it was impossible for Soul Masters like themselves to defeat Tang San who possessed the Clear Sky Hammer. The four of them shook their heads and said that they could not win at all.

Seeing that everyone else present had given up, Qian Renxue announced in a cold voice, "The Main Academy Promotion Competition is over. First place goes to Tang San, and second place goes to Meng Yiran."

Faced with the announcement of Saint Qian Renxue, no one present had any objection. Even though Meng Yiran lost to Tang San, the other Soul Masters did not even have the courage to challenge Tang San. Moreover, anyone with a discerning eye could see that what the Spirit Academy really needed were young Soul Masters like Meng Yiran and Tang San.

Qian Renxue looked at Tang San deeply, then turned and left.

"The Third Young Master is awesome! The Third Young Master is awesome!!" Tyrone endured the pain and jumped up, yelling and clapping. Although this was something that had been expected, Tyrone still felt very happy.

Tang San gave Tai Long a thumbs up. After all, without Tai Long, Tang San would not have won so easily.

The much anticipated battle for the main academy promotion spot was finally won by Tang San's almost overwhelming strength. Then he went back to have lunch and took a nice nap.

Tang San went to sleep soundly, but the entire Wuhun City was still immersed in the fierce battle before, especially the match between Meng Yiran and Tang San, which made many people amazed.

With her three Soul Masters and external Soul Bone, Meng Yiran was practically unmatched below the Soul Master level. Yet, no one could have imagined that someone with such strength and resources would ultimately suffer a crushing defeat at the hands of Tang San, utterly powerless to resist. This outcome could only elicit sighs from onlookers, and even rumors began to circulate in the city that 'Heaven's way is unfair,' suggesting that those with powerful Martial Souls are destined to be powerful, while those with weak Martial Souls are destined to be weak.

After winning the first place, Tang San did not enter the Wuhun Academy immediately, because the official enrollment time was a week later. Tang San was very low-key during this week, living in seclusion in the Haotian Sect's industry, practicing, eating and sleeping every day.

A week goes by quickly.

"Third Young Master." Early in the morning, Tai Long knocked on Tang San's door, because this morning was the day they officially started school.

Tyrone was also excited. It was his first time to study in college, and he didn't know what college life was like.

With a click, Tang San, dressed neatly, pushed the door open and walked out, nodding and saying, "Let's go."

This was not Tang San's first time at the Spirit Academy. He followed the same route to the academy gate and found that Dean Zhong Wei was already waiting at the gate.

"Student Tang San, student Tai Long, this is your student ID card, and also the key to your dormitory door. Please keep it well." Zhong Wei took out two tokens, which looked very much like the Pope's decree.

Tang San took the token, nodded and said, "Thank you, Dean."

"Go walk around the academy first and get acquainted with your classmates. You're a very famous person." Zhong Wei patted Tang San's shoulder and joked.

Hearing this, Tang San just smiled faintly. He was used to this kind of influential person stirring up trouble wherever he went in the Haotian Sect.

This time, Tang San did not go towards the Angel Gate, but walked directly inside along the main road of the academy.

When Tang San and Tai Long entered the huge gate of the Wuhun Academy, a road several dozen meters wide appeared. Exquisite carriages were driving on it. In front of Tang San and the others, there were human figures everywhere. Looking ahead, they saw a majestic and magnificent scene.

Before my eyes was a vast land with no end in sight. Huge cultivation pavilions appeared one after another, with mountains crisscrossing and waterfalls occasionally cascading down. Amidst the lush greenery, there was a magnificent scene.

"Wow, Third Young Master, the interior of this Wuhun Academy is so exaggerated. It seems like we have walked into another world." Tai Long was completely shocked by the scene before him.

In some simulated training fields, human figures were flying, and powerful soul powers were colliding, causing low sounds to rise and fall.

Tang San and his companions were promoted to the main academy, but there were already many students in the academy. Only soul masters from outside like Tang San needed to take exams. If they were already in Wuhun City, or their parents were clergymen of the Wuhun Hall, they could be directly admitted.

Not long after Tang San and his companions entered the Spirit Academy, they saw a huge spirit guide blocking the middle of the road.

I saw a golden light shining on the top of the soul guide, which gathered into five magnificent light words: Elite Soul Master List!

"This Elite Soul Master List is a list created by the Wuhun Academy for its students. Only students on the list are eligible to participate in the Continental Elite Soul Master Competition." A faint voice came from the side. Tang San turned around and saw Qian Renxue coming to his side, also staring at the soul guide list.

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