Douro Continent

Chapter 533 Ghostly Stalking and Fighting Chunmin

Tang San said, "The enhanced Zhuge Crossbow varies in power depending on the type of bolts used. The most powerful can threaten a level 60 Soul Master at full defense. Even the most basic version is a level stronger than this one, enough to kill a level 45 Soul Master. There are twelve types of bolts: Bone-Piercing Arrow, Thunderfire Arrow, Armor-Piercing Arrow, Blade-Splitting Arrow, Demon-Suppressing Arrow, Overlord Arrow, Netherworld Arrow, Dragon-Slaying Arrow, Desire-Extinguishing Arrow, Dragon Beard Arrow, Meteorite Arrow, and Seven Kill Arrow. Among them, the Meteorite Arrow and Seven Kill Arrow are the most powerful. However, because these bolts require extremely exquisite craftsmanship and rare materials to manufacture, they are very expensive."

As he spoke, Tang San retrieved the Zhuge Crossbow, quickly cocked it, and said, "Senior, please watch." With that, Tang San raised his hand and fired. Accompanied by the clanging of the mechanism, sixteen afterimages instantly disappeared into the ground. The white crane hadn't even seen how they were fired. Sixteen small holes had appeared in the granite floor tiles.

The white crane couldn't help but ask, "What is the effective kill radius of this thing?"

Tang San said, "The maximum destructive power can be guaranteed within fifty meters. The further away you are, the weaker the power becomes."

Taking a deep breath, Bai He's eyes couldn't hide his excitement. "Okay, I'll buy it. How much? I want two hundred."

Tang San smiled slightly, "It's not expensive, only 150 gold soul coins."

Bai He thought for a moment and said, "Could you make it a little cheaper?" Although he was not one to haggle, 150 gold soul coins were a considerable sum for the entire Min clan.

Bai He never allowed any of his clan members to collect subsidies from the Spirit Hall. The sect's poverty was among the highest in the Spirit Master world.

Tang San thought for a moment and said, "Since you and Senior Titan are friends, I'll give you a discount. One hundred and twenty gold soul coins. That's the lowest I can offer."

Bai He said with a sense of relief, "Okay. I'll buy it then." As she spoke, she reached into the soul tool bracelet on her wrist and carefully took out a bag of gold soul coins.

"Here are one hundred gold soul coins. I will give the remaining twenty to the Breaking Clan once they arrive."

Tang San didn't accept it, and said somewhat awkwardly, "Senior, you seem to have made a mistake. I meant one hundred and twenty gold soul coins each. If you want two hundred Zhuge Divine Crossbows, then the price should be twenty-four thousand gold soul coins."

"What did you say?" Bai He suddenly stood up, his face flushed. He was already suffering because of his clan's poverty. Hearing Tang San utter such an astronomical figure, his pride instantly turned into anger. "Are you playing me?" A sharp pressure burst forth from his body. Although he cultivated in the direction of speed, he was still a Soul Douluo-level powerhouse.

The girl sitting next to Bai He also stood up, glaring at Tang San and saying, "Why don't you just rob it?"

Tang San smiled calmly, seemingly unaffected by the oppressive aura emanating from Bai He. Although both were Soul Douluo, Bai He exerted far less pressure on him than Niu Gao. "Senior, please calm down. In our Tang Sect, we are absolutely honest and fair in our dealings. The price is only 120 gold soul coins, never more. When I sold it to the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the price was close to 180 gold soul coins per unit. This is already a very generous offer. Don't forget, my Zhuge Crossbow is crafted from refined iron. At your desired price, each of my Zhuge Crossbows wouldn't even cost a single gold soul coin. The cost of the iron alone is more than that. Moreover, I dare say that the craftsmanship and technology involved are unique on the Douluo Continent. Senior, you'd better think carefully before you get angry."

As he spoke, Tang San lightly stomped his foot on the ground. A faint white light surged from his body and then vanished. Bai He clearly felt the pressure he had released being forcibly dispelled. On the ground, sixteen black shadows leaped out, were caught in Tang San's hands, and he calmly and unhurriedly pressed the sixteen crossbow bolts back into the crossbow mechanism.

Titan spoke up, "Bai He, I can vouch for him on this. This Zhuge Divine Crossbow is definitely not expensive at 120 gold soul coins. As far as I know, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School is a long-term customer of the Tang Sect. This price is already very low for you. What I mean is, if you're willing, you can buy one for self-defense."

Bai He slumped back into his seat. "This thing is good, but what's the use of just one?" Just as Niu Gao said, the biggest problem troubling the Min clan was their attack power. If they had enough attack power, they could even sustain the clan's survival by hunting soul beasts. The appearance of the Zhuge Divine Crossbow undoubtedly caught Bai He's eye, but the price was simply too much for him to accept.

Tang San smiled slightly and said, "Senior Baihe, even if a deal falls through, we can still be friends. Since we've just met today, I'll give you this Zhuge Divine Crossbow as a gift." As he spoke, he handed the Zhuge Divine Crossbow back to Baihe.

Bai He paused for a moment. "You want to give it to me? I can't accept something I haven't earned. I can't accept it." In his mind, one hundred and twenty gold soul coins were no small sum. Accepting support from the four clans was one thing, but accepting gifts from others was quite another. If he weren't so arrogant, the Min clan wouldn't have ended up like this.

Tang San said, "How about this? This young lady must be your granddaughter, senior. I've always been very interested in speed. How about I have a speed contest with this young lady? If I win, the hundred gold soul coins you have are mine. If I lose, this Zhuge Crossbow will be yours. What do you say?"

Upon hearing this, Bai He was immediately tempted. Speed ​​was their clan's greatest asset. Although Tang San's aura had been formidable, he absolutely refused to believe that his granddaughter could lose to him in speed. Moreover, he assumed that Tang San had already intended to give him this item, and this was merely an excuse. Although Bai He was very concerned with his reputation, the allure of the Zhuge Crossbow was simply too great. He couldn't help but subconsciously glance at his granddaughter.

The beautiful young woman jumped up from her chair and, almost instantly, stood in the center of the hall. "Fine, I'll compete with you."

Tang San placed the Zhuge Crossbow aside and slowly walked to the girl. Now, face to face, he couldn't help but inwardly admire her beauty, especially her well-proportioned figure. However, he only admired her; in his heart, besides Xiao Wu, there was no room for another woman.

The girl proudly raised her head, looking at Tang San, who was more than half a head taller than her, and asked, "How do you intend to compare?"

Tang San smiled slightly and said, "I've long admired the Min clan's astonishing speed and agility. We'll be in this reception hall. If you can touch any part of my body, you win. The time limit is the time it takes for an incense stick to burn. Otherwise, I win."

Without hesitation, the girl said, "Okay, then let's light the incense."

Tang San's Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night contained everything. He casually reached out, took out an incense stick, and tossed it to Ma Hongjun. Ma Hongjun flicked his finger, and the incense stick immediately lit up, which he then held in his hand.

"Tang San of the Tang Sect, I'd like to ask for your guidance." Tang San made an elegant gesture of invitation, and immediately became focused.

The girl curled her lip in disdain; she didn't believe Tang San could match her speed. "Bai Chenxiang of the Min Clan. I'm about to begin?"

"please."

No sooner had Tang San finished speaking than Bai Chenxiang moved. Even with Tang San's keen eyesight, he only saw a fleeting afterimage before Bai Chenxiang was already in front of him.

However, he was prepared. As he said "please," he subtly moved his foot a foot to the left.

Bai Chenxiang was incredibly fast, but precisely because of her speed, her momentum was also immense. She instantly rushed past Tang San, narrowly missing him.

At this moment, a purple-gold light burst forth from the azure blue of Tang San's eyes. A chill ran down his spine; the speed of the Agile Clan was even more terrifying than he had imagined. Daring not to be careless, he immediately unleashed his Purple Demon Eye, activating his full mental power.

Bai Chenxiang leaped lightly, her toes lightly touching a pillar in the reception room, and returned at an even faster speed than before. The entire process, from rushing out to returning, took only the blink of an eye.

Tang San was extremely cautious at this moment. His Purple Demon Eyes were locked onto Bai Chenxiang's body, and he stepped on Ghost Shadow Tracking, making his whole body appear illusory.

The Ghostly Shadow Steps technique is by no means the fastest of all footwork techniques, but it is certainly the most agile and mysterious. Although Bai Chenxiang was fast, Tang San's movements always caught her off guard, and her pounce missed again.

Bai Chenxiang, naturally unwilling to give up, unleashed her full power to chase after Tang San. Tang San simply ignored her, relying on his mental energy to lock onto her, and began to move with ghostly, stealthy steps within the confined space. In his view, if the Min clan could be equipped with Tang Clan hidden weapons, they would be very similar to the Tang Clan disciples of his previous life. The reason for his response today was something he had discussed with Titan and Niu Gao long ago. The most crucial element was whether he could subdue his opponent.

Speed ​​is the greatest strength of the Agile Clan. Just as Tang San broke through Niu Gao's mental defenses, if he could defeat the Agile Clan in terms of speed, then everything would become much easier.

Tang San had clearly put a lot of thought into choosing the reception room as the venue for the contest. Bai Chenxiang wasn't difficult to deal with; the real challenge was Bai He, the patriarch of the Agile Clan. Tang San knew that even with his Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone, he couldn't match Bai He's straight-line speed. Therefore, he had to choose agility. No one could match the Agile Clan's straight-line speed. But while they were fast and agile, they lacked a well-developed set of techniques. Tang San's plan was to use his Ghost Shadow Phantom to subdue his opponent.

At first, Bai He's expression was quite relaxed, but as Tang San dodged Bai Chenxiang's pursuit several times, his expression gradually darkened.

Although Bai Chenxiang had not yet used her martial soul at this time, speed was already ingrained in the bones of every Min clan soul master. Even without the assistance of their martial souls, their speed was extremely fast.

The incense was burning a little faster than usual, which was undoubtedly due to Ma Hongjun's phoenix flames, but no one was paying attention to him at the moment. Even if the incense burned faster, the speed of the Min clan was enough to launch countless attacks in that time.

Bai He gradually figured out some tricks. Tang San's speed was indeed not as fast as his granddaughter's, but his footwork was very unique. It was with this mysterious footwork that he was able to dodge Bai Chenxiang's attacks at the last second.

The incense stick had quickly burned nearly halfway, and Bai Chenxiang no longer cared that Tang San hadn't used his martial soul. With a low shout, his long hair billowed up, his arms spread out, and his martial soul was instantly released.

Two yellow and two purple spirit rings appeared around her graceful figure. At twenty years old, a Spirit Master of level forty or above, her strength was already quite remarkable. Moreover, it was an optimal spirit ring configuration. Although this girl was young, she was the pride of the Baihe Min clan. Baihe firmly believed that his granddaughter had the opportunity to reach the Title Douluo level in the future.

As soon as she unleashed her martial spirit, Bai Chenxiang sprang up like lightning, her legs together as if pressed against each other. Her outstretched arms on both sides transformed into wings, and with a sway of her body and the flash of her third spirit ring, she took flight, her speed increasing dramatically as she lunged at Tang San through the void.

This third soul skill was undoubtedly her flight ability. With the flight skill active, obstacles like tables and chairs on the ground could no longer hinder her. Combined with the increased speed, the pressure on Tang San increased dramatically.

Immediately afterward, Bai Chenxiang unleashed her first soul skill. Behind her, four afterimages appeared simultaneously, and these were extremely clear shadows, just like her. When she lunged sideways, it looked as if five Bai Chenxiangs were simultaneously attacking Tang San. The area covered increased dramatically. Even though it was known that four of the five were illusions, the sudden appearance of such a situation could easily create a visual illusion.

Unfortunately, Bai Chenxiang encountered Tang San, whose Purple Demon Eyes shone brightly, rendering all illusions meaningless in his powerful gaze. Tang San's pace suddenly quickened, and his Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone began to function. Although Tang San did not use any additional skills, his speed increased with the infusion of soul power, and his figure flickered and dodged in the living room like a phantom.

Despite Bai Chenxiang's incredible speed and agile leaps through the air after unleashing her martial soul's flight skill, she couldn't quite catch Tang San's precise figure. The two continued their chase and evasion, time steadily slipping away.

Bai Chenxiang was filled with resentment. She could clearly see that even after Tang San accelerated, his speed still couldn't compare to hers. However, his strange route caused her a lot of trouble in judging him. It always seemed like she was about to hit him, but he would suddenly dodge away as if he had foreseen it.

At this moment, among the spectators, besides Bai He, even Titan and Niu Gao were dazzled. Six figures flashed continuously in the living room, making it difficult for them to clearly see the movements of both sides. Especially Bai Chenxiang. Her movements were too fast. She would appear to be pouncing straight on, but suddenly, with a nimble flip, her body would gracefully twist in mid-air, instantly changing direction. However, Tang San's reaction was equally swift. No matter how fast Bai Chenxiang's swift-tailed flight was, he always managed to dodge in time, preventing her from touching him.

Bai He frowned deeply. He knew his granddaughter had done her best, but they had lost this gamble. Bai Chenxiang's fourth soul skill only benefited linear acceleration and was useless in such a confined space. Judging from the current situation, his granddaughter had no chance of encountering that young man named Tang San. Looking down at the money pouch in his hand with a pang of heartache, he thought to himself, "Is fate truly against my Min clan? One mustn't be greedy! Greed has led to the loss of even this last bit of wealth. How will the Min clan survive from now on? Should they really seek refuge with some sect? Even if they wanted to, the three upper sects no longer exist. How many sects with sufficient power and no connection to the Spirit Hall are left?"

"Time's up!" Ma Hongjun shouted, the incense in his hand had burned to the end.

The two figures suddenly stopped. Tang San still had a smile on his face, his elegant demeanor unchanged, and calmly straightened his clothes, which were slightly disheveled due to the rapid movement.

Bai Chenxiang wasn't as composed as him. Her ample bosom heaved with each breath, and she glared fiercely at the fat man. "You're cheating! A stick of incense doesn't burn that fast!"

Ma Hongjun chuckled, "Even if I gave you another incense stick, you wouldn't be able to touch a single hair on my third brother's head! The result would be the same anyway."

Bai Chenxiang wanted to say something more, but Bai He stopped her. No one saw how Bai He moved, yet he was already beside Bai Chenxiang. He threw the money bag full of gold soul coins at Tang San, saying, "He's right. You can't possibly touch Tang San. We lost. A bet is a bet."

Tang San accepted the gold soul coin but did not put it away. "Miss Bai, you are too kind."

Bai Chenxiang looked at Tang San with a defiant expression, "What's with the 'concession'? If you're so capable, let's have a long-distance speed contest."

Tang San smiled slightly, while Bai He said in a deep voice, "Enough. If someone is competing with our Min Clan in speed, they should naturally choose their method. Is it because your own cultivation is inadequate that you dare to be so arrogant? Failure is not terrible, but you must find the reasons for your failure."

Bai Chenxiang felt somewhat aggrieved, but was clearly terrified of the white crane. She glared fiercely at Tang San before huffing and puffing as she walked towards her previous actions. As she passed Ma Hongjun, she "accidentally" stepped on his foot, causing the fat man to grimace, but he didn't complain. This guy was always very tolerant of beautiful women.

Bai He glanced at Tang San and said, "Your footwork is quite remarkable. We accept our defeat wholeheartedly."

Tang San bowed slightly and said, "It was a trick of mine. In terms of pure speed, no one can compare with your sect."

A hint of sadness flickered in Baihe's eyes. "What's the use of that? Of the four clans, our Min clan is the most useless."

Tang San said, "That's not quite right. It's just that there hasn't been a suitable space for your sect to showcase its abilities. Senior, how about we have another match? As you've seen, our Tang Sect has enough hidden weapons to arm your sect, and we're not a traditional Soul Master sect. If you lose, I hope you'll join the Tang Sect. The Tang Sect will provide your sect with all the necessary equipment and resources, and will not impose any commands on your sect. What do you think?"

The light in Bai He's eyes suddenly sharpened, like two sharp blades piercing Tang San's eyes. However, he was facing the Purple Demon Eye, so how easy was it to see anything in Tang San's eyes?

"Young man, you have quite the appetite!" Bai He said coldly.

Niu Gao, sitting in the main seat, snorted disdainfully, "You dare to compete with the old white bird in speed? It's fine for young people to have a bit of pride, but if they go too far, they'll only suffer the consequences."

Tang San smiled calmly, "This junior never expected to win. I just wanted to give it a try. Just like the possibility of the Min Clan joining our Tang Sect is extremely small. Senior Baihe, if I lose, I am willing to provide your sect with a full set of hidden weapon equipment free of charge. The equipment standard for each person is 500 gold soul coins. This includes one Zhuge Divine Crossbow, two sets of Silent Sleeve Arrows, one Tight-Backed Bow Crossbow, one Sand-Slaying Shadow Crossbow, and two Leg Crossbows."

Hearing Tang San's words, even Titan and Niu Gao couldn't help but gasp in surprise. Niu Gao's words were clearly a veiled provocation. They hadn't expected Tang San to win against Bai He in a speed contest. If Tang San lost, they could at least become friends, leveraging the allure of Tang Sect's hidden weapons to strengthen their relationship. They just hadn't expected Tang San to throw out such a huge bait. Losing would come at a high price. The Min Clan had over two hundred members, and a full set of equipment costing five hundred gold soul coins would amount to one hundred thousand gold soul coins. For some powerful soul master sects, that was a considerable sum.

Tang San couldn't be certain of victory, but he was still willing to take the gamble. He hoped to gain the support of the Min Clan more directly, and also to further demonstrate his strength to the clan leaders and earn their approval. Moreover, Tang San still had many secret techniques he hadn't used in his previous battle with Bai Chenxiang. Against Bai He, he was at least 50% confident of success.

Even if we lose, as long as we can get the Min clan to join the Tang Sect later, the equipment worth 100,000 gold soul coins will definitely not be a loss. Isn't it normal to equip your own people?

"Fatty, can you be the target?" Tang San looked at Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun jumped up immediately. "No problem! Let's go." He was just looking for an opportunity to show off in front of a beautiful woman. He couldn't wait to take on this task. He walked to a stop ten meters away from Tang San.

"Third Brother, let me get ready. Your hidden weapons aren't so easy to defend against." As he spoke, the fat man immediately released his martial spirit.

With the release of his martial spirit, Ma Hongjun's figure immediately straightened up, his hair was gathered into a mohawk and turned crimson, and his exposed limbs revealed dazzling fiery red feathers, making him appear somewhat thinner. Most noticeable, of course, were the five spirit rings on his body.

Two yellow, two purple, and one black. All five rings appeared together.

Even Niu Gao was secretly surprised. He hadn't paid much attention to this always-smiling fat man, but he hadn't expected that he was actually a Soul King-level Soul Master. Judging from the fact that he called Tang San "Third Brother," he was clearly younger than Tang San.

The grandfather and grandson, Bai He and Bai Chenxiang, felt it even more deeply. Putting aside Ma Hongjun's spirit rings, when he released his martial spirit, the two of them simultaneously felt an inexplicable pressure rushing towards them. It was a feeling that made their souls tremble, the innate fear of martial spirits.

How could this be? Their usually arrogant expressions changed drastically.

Ma Hongjun said with a hint of pride, "Junior Ma Hongjun, a level 57 offensive-type Battle Soul King, Martial Soul: Fire Phoenix."

As he spoke, his second and third spirit rings lit up simultaneously. Suddenly, scorching flames erupted from his body, causing the temperature in the entire reception room to rise sharply. A pair of enormous fiery wings unfurled from his back, instantly transforming this seemingly harmless fat man into someone with an oppressive aura.

"Third Brother, come on." Ma Hongjun shouted to Tang San.

Tang San retrieved a series of hidden weapons from the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlight and slipped them over his clothes. With his current strength, he normally didn't carry these weapons; non-mechanical hidden weapons were sufficient for his needs. For the sake of demonstration, his movements were slow. He simply attached each hidden weapon, except for the Zhuge Crossbow, to his body as instructed.

Raising his arms, Tang San said, "Silent Sleeve Arrow." A dark shadow shot out from each arm, disappearing in a flash. In the blink of an eye, they were in front of Ma Hongjun.

The flames on Ma Hongjun's body suddenly intensified. He had been prepared for this, and the Phoenix Fire Line spewed out. Under his skillful control and the amplification of his two soul skills, it transformed into a burst of fire, blocking the two hidden arrows with a powerful impact.

Immediately afterwards, two more volleys were fired simultaneously, and four more hidden arrows were launched silently. All of them were blocked by Ma Hongjun. With a clang, the six red-hot hidden arrows fell to the ground, and Ma Hongjun also took a half step back to absorb the impact.

Tang San pressed his hand to his chest, "Smoke and Shadow, Spray Poisonous Mist." With a "poof," countless flying needles sprayed out along with the poisonous mist. His movements did not stop; he moved his legs slightly, controlling them with muscle contractions, and the crossbows on his legs also fired out at the same time.

Ma Hongjun rapidly drew circles in front of his chest with both hands, unleashing his full soul power. Faced with the blazing phoenix flames, the poisonous mist naturally lost its effect, and a series of dense popping sounds rang out. Ma Hongjun retreated several steps in succession, and he was already finding it somewhat difficult to parry the crossbow bolts.

Just as he was barely managing to withstand this round of hidden weapon attacks, Tang San suddenly lowered his head, and with a clanging sound, the most powerful crossbow, the Tight-Backed Flower Crossbow, suddenly fired, and the thick crossbow bolt went straight for Ma Hongjun's chest.

"Third Brother, you want my life!" Ma Hongjun's right arm blazed with red light, and the fiery wings on his back suddenly grew larger. With a deafening roar, he threw a punch, barely managing to block the arrow's attack thanks to the Phoenix Burst Strike skill attached to his fiery right arm.

Tang San's entire attack was as fluid as flowing water. Every Soul Master present was a master, and they could naturally feel the power of the projectiles. Of course, they also sensed Ma Hongjun's formidable strength. Although he seemed to be struggling to defend himself, it was clear that these projectiles were not enough to pose a threat to him.

Tang San then said to Bai He, "Senior, the complete set of equipment I mentioned is here. This is the total configuration for 500 gold soul coins. Of course, these are not the most powerful hidden weapons of our Tang Sect. The most powerful ones are only authorized for use by disciples of our sect, so please forgive me for not being able to provide them. You have witnessed the power of these hidden weapons. I think that if they were equipped on the members of the Min Clan, they would definitely have a good effect. Would you be willing to gamble with me on this?"

Bai He's expression shifted rapidly. Ma Hongjun had already withdrawn his martial soul, and the oppressive aura naturally vanished. The combination of Tang San and Ma Hongjun had greatly shocked him. More importantly, these hidden weapons stirred a sense of covetousness even in someone as arrogant as him. The bet Tang San had offered was indeed one he couldn't refuse. Bai He also absolutely refused to believe that this young man could escape his pursuit at such speed. No matter how miraculous his footwork was, it was limited in its effectiveness against absolute speed.

Having thought all this through, Bai He said in a deep voice, "Fine, I'll take this bet with you. If I lose, then I'll lead the Min Clan to join your Tang Sect. You were brought here by Old Titan, so I believe you have no connection with the Spirit Hall. Let me make this clear: if your Tang Sect develops any connection with the Spirit Hall in the future, I will immediately lead my clan to withdraw."

Tang San coldly said, "The only possible connection between the Tang Sect and the Spirit Hall is if they are destroyed. Senior, let's begin. It will still be the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, and the conditions will remain the same." As he spoke, he tossed another incense stick to Ma Hongjun.

Bai He flashed to within ten meters of Tang San, and moved the instant Ma Hongjun lit the incense. The fate of his clan was at stake, forcing him to give it his all.

The moment Bai He moved, Tang San realized what pure speed truly meant. Even with his Purple Demon Eyes, he only saw a flash of white before Bai He's hand was already upon him. Tang San couldn't dodge this first move using his Ghost Shadow Stalking technique.

It was too fast, it came way too fast. This was the first time Tang San had felt his vision couldn't keep up with his opponent's movements since he acquired the Purple Demon Eye.

Of course, he still wasn't touched by the white crane. The white crane's hand only caught the afterimage of Tang San left behind.

"Instant teleportation?" Bai He's surprised voice rang out. Tang San was already in another direction. Pink light flickered on his left arm. (There was a mistake earlier. Xiao Wu's soul bone was in Tang San's left arm. I'm confirming this here. Please forgive the error. From now on, it will always be "left arm.")

Bai He stood where Tang San had been standing and looked at him. "No wonder you're so confident. It turns out you have such a skill to back you up. I'd like to see how many times you can teleport like that. Watch out." As he spoke, Bai He's body suddenly shone brightly as he released his martial soul.

Two yellow, three purple, and three black spirit rings appeared simultaneously. The instant his spirit was released, Tang San's mental energy fluctuated slightly, and he activated his second Instant Teleportation without hesitation. This time, he didn't even see Bai He move. And the next moment, Bai He's hand had already swept past his previous location.

So fast. Tang San felt a chill run down his spine. As expected of someone who cultivates a single-attribute martial soul, this speed was beyond astonishing; it was simply earth-shattering.

Without any hesitation, Tang San used Instant Teleportation again, and this time, he appeared at the doorway.

Bai He vanished, leaving only a faint afterimage in the entire reception hall. He didn't use any spirit skills, only pure speed amplified by his martial spirit. Wherever Tang San teleported, Bai He's hand would inevitably appear there next. This forced Tang San to constantly teleport to evade Bai He's pursuit. And after each teleportation, he only had a brief pause. The Ghost Shadow Step he used against Bai Chenxiang was completely ineffective.

This is the speed of the Agile Clan at the level of a Contra Douluo! Tang San constantly changed his direction, trying to make his movements as unpredictable as possible. Even with his Purple Demon Eye and mental power released to the maximum, he could barely keep up with Bai He's figure.

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