Chapter 75: The Shock Brought by the thousand-year spirit ring, The Heavily Injured Fierce
As Tang Shan moved, Fierce, wrapped in the yellow light cluster, followed closely behind, never widening the distance.
Tang Shan flashed behind Fierce, but Fierce, wrapped in his Spirit Ability, reacted extremely quickly and immediately turned around to charge at him.
This time, Tang Shan didn't plan to circle around from the side again; he stood in place, watching the yellow light cluster rush toward him with a strong wind.
A pungent, rank smell mixed with the whistling wind blew in his face. Just as the light cluster was about to hit him, at the critical moment, Tang Shan suddenly leaped up.
In the air, he took the opportunity to perform the Thousand-Jin Drop, his body falling rapidly. He spread his hands wide, reaching for the two thick, long tusks protruding from Fierce's mouth.
But the barrier formed by the yellow light blocked his movement. Tang Shan sighed helplessly, used the downward force to kick Fierce's back hard, and used the recoil to pull away.
At this moment, Fierce finally realized he had been played like a fool by Tang Shan. He instantly burned with rage, his eyes turning blood-red, clearly angry to the extreme.
"You little bastard, you're f*cking playing with me, aren't you! You—"
A series of unbearable profanities came again. The playful smile on Tang Shan's face gradually faded, his expression darkened, and he regained his composure.
I originally wanted to waste more time with you, but since you won't hold your tongue, don't blame me for being merciless.
Fierce didn't realize at all that he had completely infuriated Tang Shan. He panted heavily through his thick nostrils, his breathing rapid, and the second spirit ring beneath his feet suddenly lit up.
"Second Soul Skill, Earth Spike Technique!"
His roar echoed across the training ground.
"General Hong, this subordinate of yours is quite interesting. He actually shouts it out before releasing a Spirit Ability, as if he's afraid others won't know what skill he's using, right?"
Xue Qinghe's playful voice reached General's ears, making his face darken by several shades instantly.
Embarrassing, truly too embarrassing! The foul language at the start was embarrassing enough, and now he was shouting the name of his Spirit Ability so loudly in a fight; it was simply beyond stupid. He hadn't noticed before that he had such a character among his subordinates. He wasn't a food system Spirit Master, so why the shouting!
Hearing the opponent shouting to release a Spirit Ability again, Tang Shan immediately became alert, secretly calculating that something was wrong.
No one would actively expose their Spirit Ability twice in a row, right? The first time might have been intentionally playing dumb to make him lower his guard, but the second time was most likely an attempt to mislead him.
His thoughts whirled. Tang Shan kicked off the ground forcefully, subconsciously retreating to widen the distance from Fierce. No matter what the effect of this Spirit Ability was, as long as he was far enough away, he could likely avoid it.
The next second, several-meter-long earth spikes suddenly pierced out from where Tang Shan had just been standing. He stared for a while; the earth spikes had all hit empty air, not touching him in the slightest.
"So there really are people who specifically shout out when releasing a Spirit Ability?"
Tang Shan's words reached the ears of the surrounding soldiers, making them look at each other, not knowing what expression to make.
Fierce completely ignored Tang Shan's mockery. Both spirit rings beneath his feet lit up simultaneously. The yellow light cluster wrapped around his bloated body once more, while more earth spikes stabbed toward Tang Shan from all directions, clearly intending to lock down his range of movement.
Although Fierce seemed unreliable in some aspects, he did have some ideas regarding combat.
Using the second Spirit Ability to lock down movement and forcing the opponent to take the first Spirit Ability head-on—at least he had some logic for coordinating Spirit Abilities.
But that was all. This move was useless against Tang Shan. Watching Fierce crash toward him again, Tang Shan's Aura suddenly changed. At the same time, the spirit ring he had never revealed finally appeared before all the soldiers.
Facing such a reckless, brainless opponent who was constantly spewing filth, Tang Shan had truly lost interest in dragging it out. He decided to use a Spirit Ability to end the battle as quickly as possible and establish his authority in the process.
You're thick-skinned and fleshy; getting a little injured shouldn't be much of a problem.
A purple spirit ring emerged from beneath Tang Shan's feet, rhythmically moving up and down his body.
The moment that purple ring of light entered everyone's sight, everyone subconsciously held their breath.
As for thousand-year spirit rings, most of them had seen them before; they weren't rare. But what if a Spirit Master had only this one thousand-year spirit ring beneath their feet? The shock it brought was absolutely unparalleled.
"A first thousand-year spirit ring—"
General's hand shook violently, completely shocked by the sight before him. Someone could actually achieve a first thousand-year spirit ring; this talent was simply brilliant! No wonder the Eldest Prince kept Tang Shan by his side to cultivate him carefully. If it were him, he would certainly do the same.
"General Hong, Tang Shan's talent isn't bad, is it?"
Xue Qinghe had a smile on his face as he looked at General beside him.
"I didn't expect Your Highness to hide so deeply, to be able to discover such a top-tier Genius. Those people before didn't lose in vain."
A bitter smile appeared on General's face, and he completely lost his confidence. A single thousand-year spirit ring was enough to make up for the gap in the number of Spirit Abilities. In fact, Tang Shan's advantage was even greater now. Whether he could win his previous bet with Xue Qinghe was truly uncertain.
"This—what is this?"
Among the spectating soldiers, someone couldn't restrain the shock in their heart and spoke stutteringly, their tone full of disbelief.
"It seems to be a thousand-year spirit ring?"
Someone responded hesitantly.
"Then why is there only one spirit ring beneath his feet? Where did the previous two hundred-year spirit rings go?"
"Maybe Tang Shan only ever had this one spirit ring, and it's a thousand-year one. After all, the Eldest Prince said he's only at Rank 19. The Eldest Prince has no reason to lie to us, and even less reason to specifically send a Spirit Elder to challenge our one- and two-ring Spirit Masters in the army, right?"
Someone in the army soon figured out the key point and reluctantly accepted Tang Shan's ridiculous first thousand-year spirit ring. But after accepting it, everyone couldn't help but question their lives: how could the gap in talent between people be so large?
Fierce, who was charging forward, hadn't reacted yet when he saw a purple spirit ring light up on Tang Shan. Before his brain could process it, he was suddenly sent flying by a massive force, then enveloped by countless fists, slammed heavily onto the ground, and a piercing pain came from within his body.
Watching Fierce rampaging toward him again, the purple spirit ring beneath Tang Shan's feet suddenly erupted with a dazzling light, and the Spirit Ability Self-Control was activated.
I'll just leave you with a deep lesson.
Having made up his mind, Tang Shan's arms suddenly expanded rapidly, instantly becoming as thick as a normal person's thigh. Dark blue-black veins wrapped around the two iron-pillar-like arms, and a Fierce and cruel Aura suddenly radiated from him.
He took large strides and met the yellow light cluster head-on.
His fan-sized palms opened, his fingers as thick as carrots. With a simple grab and push, he precisely diverted all the force of Fierce's collision.
His arms, wrapped in spirit power, erupted with powerful strength. With a sudden swing, Fierce's massive body was thrown high into the air.
Watching Fierce fall from the sky, Tang Shan pulled both fists to his waist and then punched out violently.
Afterimages of his arms flew. One punch became two, two became four, four became eight. In the blink of an eye, it turned into an overwhelming storm of fist shadows, densely smashing onto Fierce's bloated body, each punch raising a wave of flesh.
Fierce bursts of energy entered Fierce's body through the fists. However, Tang Shan ultimately held back, using only Ming Jin and not the more damaging An Jin.
Even so, a series of crackling bone sounds came from within Fierce's body in the air. By the time he crashed heavily onto the ground, multiple bones in his body had suffered comminuted fractures.
Bright red blood constantly seeped from the corners of his mouth. He was black and blue all over, clearly heavily injured and unable to move at all.
"Quick, send someone up to treat him!"
General's face darkened, and he hurriedly called for a healing system Spirit Master to take the stage. But that Spirit Master was only a Spirit Elder with limited ability; he could only barely stabilize Fierce's Aura and couldn't fundamentally cure his injuries.
"Eldest Prince, isn't this Tang Shan being a bit too ruthless?"
Looking at the weak and flickering Aura of Fierce, General turned to look at Xue Qinghe, who always had a smile on his face, and questioned him with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
As he spoke, a pressure originating from a Peak Spirit Saint subconsciously radiated from him, enveloping Xue Qinghe.
"Hmph!"
A cold snort suddenly exploded in General's ear. The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap that made his eardrums ache. What was even weirder was that on the entire training ground, it seemed he was the only one who heard this cold snort.
The vast spirit power carried in the cold snort turned General's face pale and made his chest feel tight; he had clearly suffered a significant setback. He was shocked: where did this powerhouse come from? Their cultivation was at least at the Spirit Douluo level, and they were definitely a top-tier existence among Spirit Douluos!
He subconsciously looked around but found nothing unusual. Then he looked at Xue Qinghe, who still had a smile on his face. A chill rose from the bottom of his heart: this young man before him seemed to be wrapped in a layer of mist, making it impossible to see his true depth.
Could it be that Your Majesty has already chosen a successor, and this person is specifically here to protect the Eldest Prince, the future Crown Prince?
His thoughts whirled. General quickly withdrew the pressure he had released and forced an awkward yet polite smile: "Your Highness, I lost my composure just now; I was a bit too agitated."
"It's normal to be agitated, after all, the General loves his people like his own children. However, General Hong's words are a bit biased. The General also saw Tang Shan's previous battles; even if there were injuries, they were all minor. With a Spirit Master's Physique, they would recover seventy to eighty percent within a week. It can't be called ruthless. Wasn't Tang Shan's heavy hand just now just Fierce's own doing?"
Xue Qinghe's tone was flat, but every word of his rebuttal was reasonable, leaving no room for fault.
"It's true that Fierce's mouth was foul, but he shouldn't have ended up like this, right? With Tang Shan's heavy hand, I'm afraid Fierce will have to spend the rest of his life in a wheelchair."
General frowned, clearly disagreeing with Xue Qinghe's statement.
"Then what if Tang Shan had lost just now?"
Xue Qinghe's counter-question stunned General for a moment: "What does Your Highness mean by that?"
"If Tang Shan hadn't beaten Fierce, given Fierce's character, how do you think he would have treated Tang Shan? Should Tang Shan have just taken those insults for nothing?"
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