Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is Golden Light, all I want is more money.

Chapter 4 One Slap Kills Tang San

Qin Feng smiled gently at Wang Sheng, patted him on the shoulder, and gestured for him to go down first.

The others didn't think anything was wrong either.

Only Wang Sheng himself knew that if Qin Feng hadn't made a move, that whip kick would probably have knocked him out.

Qin Feng not only didn't say anything, but also helped him out of the predicament, which immediately filled Wang Sheng with gratitude.

Little did Qin Feng know, he simply felt that since he had taken his money, he should at least do something about it.

After all, if it weren't for the money Wang Sheng gave him, he wouldn't even have money for food tomorrow.

But the mischievous rabbit was immediately unhappy.

Xiao Wu, hands on her hips, glared angrily at Qin Feng: "Hey, who are you? Why are you helping him?"

Others might not be able to tell, but she had already figured it out: this Wang Sheng had no real strength at all. Her leg was almost right in front of him, and he hadn't even reacted yet.

Qin Feng gave a meaningful smile: "Little rabbit, don't you know that if you can't even beat the second-in-command, you're not qualified to challenge the boss?"

Seeing his smile, Xiao Wu's heart tightened. Had he seen through her?

No, that's impossible. He's only at a few levels of soul power.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wu felt much more at ease, but still said resentfully, "Hmph, then I'll beat you first!"

"I'm ready to serve you anytime."

Qin Feng smiled slightly, standing quietly in place, without even raising his hand.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu was furious, thinking, "Hmph, how dare they underestimate me like that? I'm going to beat them to a pulp!"

Xiao Wu leaped into the air, unleashing a high whip kick that landed with a menacing air.

However, Qin Feng didn't even dodge, and took the blow head-on.

"So you're a defensive-type Soul Master. But your Sister Xiaowu is least afraid of tanks like you."

Xiao Wu's ruby-like eyes widened, and a sly smile appeared on her lips.

You should know that once his Soft Bone Rabbit gets close, not to mention ordinary defensive soul masters, even those with the White Tiger Martial Soul would probably not fare well.

"First Soul Skill, Waist Bow!"

To everyone's astonishment, a yellow spirit ring flashed across Xiao Wu's body.

She leaned close to Qin Feng, her knees pressing against him, trying to use the strength of her waist to send him flying.

After a while.

Qin Feng remained in the same spot, even yawning: "Are you done fighting the little rabbit?"

Xiao Wu stared at Qin Feng in disbelief.

He was completely unharmed.

Not only Xiao Wu, but everyone's eyes widened.

Even Tang San couldn't help but sigh inwardly, "His strength is so formidable! Why did he hide himself before? This boy has ulterior motives and is definitely not a good person!"

"If necessary, I can kill him according to the path of death!" Just as he was thinking this, Tang San raised his right hand, then lowered it again as if he suddenly remembered something.

Little did he know, Qin Feng had seen through his little tricks.

Qin Feng gained a new understanding of Tang San's ruthlessness.

Fortunately, after several months of grueling training, Qin Feng's body has been completely transformed.

It can already be said that they are no longer afraid of Tang San.

At this moment, Xiao Wu, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but ask curiously, "How did you block my first soul skill?"

Tang San was also very curious. Based on the theory explained by his teacher Yu Xiaogang, it was theoretically impossible for a Soul Master to defeat a Soul Master with Soul Rings.

Moreover, Xiao Wu's spirit ring is yellow, which is a hundred-year spirit ring!

After all, Yu Xiaogang once said that more rings mean more bones, and one can unleash a powerful attack; fewer rings mean fewer bones, and one can simply run away.

The crowd around also turned to look, clearly very curious about how Qin Feng had defeated a Soul Master.

"My martial soul is just a bit special."

Qin Feng didn't say much, after all, it was a matter of life and death, unless it was a friend with whom he could share life and death.

The reason he was able to block Xiao Wu's first soul skill was simply due to his strong physique and his mastery of his martial soul.

The golden light adhered to the waist, forming a natural protective layer.

"I see." Tang San lowered his head, seemingly lost in thought.

Everyone looked on with envy, after all, they wanted such a special and powerful martial soul too.

It's a pity that their families are all ordinary people.

Martial spirits aren't farm tools, they're just the most worthless plants. The only beast martial spirit among them is Wang Sheng's War Tiger.

Qin Feng then turned to Tang San and asked, "Would you like to give it a try?"

Upon hearing this, Tang San nodded and walked onto the field. He believed that with his strength, it was impossible for him to lose to Qin Feng.

So what if your martial soul is special?

I, Tang San, possess the ultimate skills of the Tang Sect! And I have innate full soul power!

Just as Tang San got into position, a golden palm, accompanied by a whooshing sound, came hurtling towards him.

Snapped!

The terrifying force instantly knocked Tang San to the ground, leaving a bright red five-finger mark on his face.

This left not only the spectators bewildered.

Even Qin Feng and Tang San on the field were stunned.

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Looking at Tang San's utterly helpless state, Qin Feng narrowed his eyes, thinking, "Did I use too much force?"

Tang San was filled with disbelief. What had happened?

Why did he suddenly collapse to the ground?

Xiao Wu, standing to the side, looked at the palm print on Tang San's face and covered her eyes with her small hands, seemingly afraid to look, but still peeking through a small gap.

"Ouch~" Tang San touched his face and felt a burning pain. Only then did he realize that he had actually been slapped by Qin Feng.

The next second, the moment Tang San looked up, he met Xiao Wu's sympathetic and pitying gaze. In that instant, something seemed to shatter.

It turns out to be the boy's sensitive pride.

Imagine you're in front of a girl, and a guy who's more handsome and stronger than you slaps you to the ground, and the girl looks at you with a pitying and compassionate gaze.

In an instant, Tang San's face turned bright red at a visible speed, like a warm blush.

"Qin Feng, it's you! You must have used some kind of trickery, right?"

Tang San, enraged and embarrassed, questioned him.

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng immediately laughed and rolled his eyes: "Idiot."

Tang San, who was born in ancient times, couldn't understand what this meant, but he could tell that it was definitely not a good word, and he immediately gritted his teeth in anger.

Tang San's mind raced, and in a flash, something occurred to him. As if grasping at a straw, he raised his finger and pointed at Qin Feng:

"Qin Feng, that was a sneak attack. That doesn't count. Do you dare to wait until I obtain the spirit ring, and then we'll have another match?"

"A sneak attack? Tang San, are you out of your mind? You've already gotten into position, do you expect me to wait for you to make a move before I do? You're incredibly shameless."

Qin Feng was speechless.

Tang San snorted coldly and gritted his teeth, saying, "Just tell me if you dare or not!"

Qin Feng turned around and waved his hand, wanting to get rid of this lingering evening feeling as soon as possible.

"Let's talk about it when we both have our first spirit ring."

Seeing Qin Feng agree, Tang San sneered inwardly: "Hmph, Qin Feng, you're doomed to lose. You're only at the fifth level of innate soul power. By the time you acquire your soul ring, I'll probably already be at level fifteen or sixteen."

The onlookers watched the two challenge each other but did not interfere, after all, as Soul Masters, they were meant to fight.

The college also strongly encourages students to learn from each other.

After this matter is settled.

Xiao Wu, sitting in the corner, propped her head up with a worried expression; she certainly didn't want to call him "boss."

……

Meanwhile, in a corner of the academy, a burly man with a full beard was quietly watching every move of Dormitory Seven. He murmured as he watched Qin Feng and Tang San's duel:

"This child's talent in strength is so high; perhaps he can become an ally for the mistress in the future."

He didn't think Tang San could subdue him at all, after all, Tang San had twin martial souls and was born with full soul power.

It's just that he subdued Qin Feng, who only had a level 5 innate soul power. What's the difference between that and when he subdued Titan before?

"Hmph, little rabbit, if you can get together with Xiao San, that's fine. Otherwise, a 100,000-year-old soul bone would be excellent too." A flash of killing intent crossed Tang Hao's eyes.

If it weren't for his love for Ah Yin, and the fact that Xiao Wu and Ah Yin were both 100,000-year-old soul beasts who had transformed into humans, he would have killed Xiao Wu long ago and wouldn't have given her a way out.

(End of this chapter)