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Chapter 119: Like Master Like Desciple
🕑 Added 2024-04-03 16:20:24 +0000 UTCThe observation area.
Yu Tianheng and others watched the scene on the stage, even from a distance, they could feel the changes in Tang San's state.
Goodness, this is...
Such a huge change.
At this moment, Yu Tianheng finally understood why Su Wen would mention such a common character flaw that many people have. If it were Dugu Yan who got injured in battle, he would also be angry, affecting his own judgment. It's not just Dugu Yan, but also teammates. If they were seriously injured in battle, he would act impulsively too.
Now he understood the reason why Su Wen deliberately pointed this out. It's not just a minor flaw, but a particularly serious condition.
"If I remember correctly, Tang San is the disciple of Uncle. How could such a rational person like Uncle teach such a disciple?" Yu Tianheng frowned, puzzled.
However, even though he was puzzled, deep down he had a vague answer.
Yu Xiaogang had left the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan a long time ago, and Yu Tianheng's impression of him was entirely based on childhood memories. All that remained were the images of him taking care of himself and playing together, naturally forming pleasant memories.
As he grew up, he had also heard his uncles and other people in the family talk about Yu Xiaogang, but due to his preconceptions, he didn't take those "harsh words" to heart.
But undoubtedly, he knew about these "harsh words."
He just hadn't been willing to admit it before.
Was Yu Xiaogang's leaving home due to the pressure from the family, or was it because of his own strong pride, leading him to leave in anger?
Yu Tianheng used to think it was because of the pressure from his grandfather.
But now, he was starting to accept another viewpoint vaguely.
The seemingly stable and rational Grandmaster was actually the most unstable one.
His pride, like Tang San's towards Xiao Wu, was like a sore spot. Once touched, rationality would collapse, and there would be no stability whatsoever.
Tang San was furious, his purple eyes filled with bloodshot streaks.
Seeing Tang San in this state, Su Wen became alert.
He wasn't afraid of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass and hidden weapons, but that didn't mean Ning Rongrong wasn't afraid.
"In this match, the teacher didn't restrict me from using hidden weapons!"
Tang San stopped using Blue Silver Grass, and now various small hidden weapons such as flying needles and darts appeared in his hands.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
Each hidden weapon cut through the air in an arc, swirling in the sky, making it impossible to guess their true trajectory and landing point.
The skill in the deployment of hidden weapons was very clever, even able to make thrown darts suddenly curve in the air, extending the time it took to reach the target, causing the opponent's defense to miss the perfect timing to avoid the dart.
However, all this cleverness also involved the use of force.
And among these forces, there is a rather important parameter.
That is, the external forces acting on the hidden weapons during flight.
Under normal circumstances, hidden weapons are only subject to gravity, using it as a basis to design the force and create the intended trajectory.
However, if other external forces are applied during the flight of the hidden weapon, the original trajectory will also change.
It will no longer follow the expected path.
At this moment, dozens of hidden weapons flew towards him, but Su Wen remained calm.
Three small hills condensed beside him, swiftly landing in three directions around him.
A force of oppression descended out of nowhere.
The trajectories of the darts, originally aimed precisely at Su Wen's vital points, deformed.
Streams of air gathered in front of Su Wen, dissipating the force layer by layer from the darts.
At the same time, with the help of the vortex of air, Su Wen could clearly perceive the location and flight direction of the darts.
Combined with his powerful Spiritual Power and extremely keen observation skills, Su Wen swiftly dodged each dart.
Tang San's expression changed slightly.
Su Wen didn't envelop him in the Stone Formation, which meant that if he threw the dart, it would fly in the normal environment first and then enter the Stone Formation with added pressure from thin air.
Moreover, he didn't feel this pressure and was unaware of its magnitude.
As a result, his hidden weapons were rendered useless.
"Su Wen, you're too cunning," Tang San dared not underestimate Su Wen, who used to be inconspicuous at Nuoding Academy.
Tang San believed that it must be because of his previous exposure of his hidden weapons techniques at Nuoding Academy that Su Wen had started thinking of countermeasures early on.
Su Wen condensed a Rasenshuriken in his hand and threw it towards where Xiao Wu was.
At the same time, he formed a Rasengan in his other hand, clashing with Tang San's Profound Jade Hand.
Bang!
Even though he employed the Profound Jade Hand, Tang San still felt his right hand trembling.
His expression changed slightly, not daring to continue to confront Su Wen head-on. Eight appendages resembling spider legs emerged from his back, bearing many similarities to the Blue Silver Grass he had previously released.
If one had little knowledge, they would assume this was just a manifestation of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass. Those with a bit more insight might think it was a Martial Spirit mutation.
However, among those present, there were those with even higher levels of insight.
Dugu Bo, hidden in the shadows, had his eyes burst with brilliance.
External Spirit Bone!
Moreover, it was an External Spirit Bone that hadn't fully integrated.
Sensing the Spirit Bone's aura and observing its external manifestation, Dugu Bo quickly guessed its origin.
"A spider-type Spirit Beast, and one with extremely potent venom!"
Such an External Spirit Bone was an absolute treasure even for him, the Poison Douluo.
Dugu Bo's pupils, which had previously returned to normal, now turned green once again, emitting a green light.
Sensing a great malevolence descending, Tang San assumed it was brought by Su Wen, the enemy. With his eyes reddening, he didn't hesitate much. He swiftly closed in on Su Wen, using the Eight Spider Lances technique, pressing tightly against Su Wen's body.
The Eight Spider Lances in his hands seemed to become a seamless part of his body. The eight spears operated in perfect harmony, attacking with incredible speed and cunning angles.
However, Su Wen had experienced numerous battles. Facing Tang San's close proximity, he directly countered with the Fire Demon Style.
Streams of wind and flames intertwined, forming a Wind and Fire Rasengan.
The eruption of the Wind and Fire Rasengan forced Tang San to endure the force after each attack. Despite any methods of dissipating force, he couldn't quickly follow up with another strike.
No matter how adaptable one's techniques were, they would be interrupted in the face of overwhelming force.
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"You can rely on the Eight Spider Lances to attack, essentially launching instantaneous assaults from all directions, rendering me unable to defend. But what if each of my strikes prevents you from connecting to the next one?
This is about understanding one's own abilities and advantages.
Even in a game, tactics matter. In real battles between Spirit Masters, there are even more variables, and the impact of the strategies adopted will be even greater.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The Eight Spider Lances are incredibly sturdy, and Su Wen's Wind and Fire Rasengan eruption couldn't damage them.
At this moment, Xiao Wu's clothes are tattered, her exposed skin burnt. Seizing the opportunity while Tang San engages Su Wen, she grits her teeth through the pain, preparing to eliminate Ning Rongrong first.
