Chapter 10: Great Sparring Partner
A trace of gloom rose in Tang San’s eyes, but at this point, he could only try to stall for time and wait for the Dean and teachers to come out.
Meng Huaifeng’s speed was fast, but he came straight at him without any feints, making it easy to predict, and his movements were stiff and awkward during turns.
Tang San relied on Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to flexibly maneuver around Meng Huaifeng, narrowly dodging several of Meng Huaifeng’s attacks.
Meng Huaifeng, who was completely a combat novice, watched Tang San’s nimble figure and felt a stir in his heart, slightly holding back his power.
He carefully observed Tang San’s every move and applied what he learned, gradually adjusting his own combat rhythm.
Gradually, Meng Huaifeng’s movements became smoother, unnecessary actions decreased, the speed of changing moves increased, and he learned to hold back some power. Occasionally, he could even use one or two moves from Tang San’s Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
Dan Heng watched Meng Huaifeng’s obvious progress and nodded to himself. It seemed the new companion’s comprehension was pretty good.
Tang San’s face turned ashen. Damn it, he dared to steal my Tang Sect Secret Arts. He had a death wish!
But he was no match for him.
And because Meng Huaifeng was holding back to gain combat experience, he hadn’t taken down Tang San yet. Tang San couldn’t help but feel an illusion that he wasn’t as strong as he had imagined.
However, he couldn’t continue like this. The longer the stalemate, the more of his Tang Sect Secret Arts would be stolen!
Tang San decided to go all out. Seizing the opportunity when Meng Huaifeng’s attack missed and his defenses were wide open, he lowered his head, and a half-meter-long, finger-thick Fine Steel Crossbow Bolt shot out from behind Tang San, heading straight for Meng Huaifeng’s throat.
At the same time, he pulled out a Zhuge Crossbow from each hand, firing twelve shots in rapid succession, emptying them in an instant.
When Soul Power was not yet strong, the power of mechanism-type Hidden Weapons was greater than thrown types, and among mechanism-type Hidden Weapons, the thicker and longer the Hidden Weapon, the greater the power—caliber is truth.
This sneak attack could be said to be Tang San’s strongest attack right now.
Although Dragon Beard Needle specifically countered Gang Qi, its pure lethality was actually very weak, far inferior to mechanism-type Hidden Weapons. Perhaps his defense was special and could ignore the Dragon Beard Needle’s counter, meaning he wasn’t actually that strong.
Tang San speculated.
“Be careful!” March 7th exclaimed.
Tang San’s combat experience was still very rich, and his timing was extremely precise. Meng Huaifeng, lacking combat experience, had no time to react and could only fully circulate Imaginary Energy to protect himself.
The dense barrage of Zhuge Crossbow shots hit Meng Huaifeng’s body but didn’t even ripple before losing Power and clattering to the ground.
“Snap—crack.”
The Fine Steel Crossbow Bolt shot from behind Tang San caused Meng Huaifeng’s energy defense to tremble slightly, but it still failed to break through the defense.
The defensive Strength of Imaginary Energy far exceeded Tang San’s expectations.
Meng Huaifeng figured since he couldn’t dodge, he wouldn’t. Seizing the opportunity of Tang San’s full attack, he slashed his sword toward Tang San’s waist.
Tang San’s response was much more refined than Meng Huaifeng’s. First, Mysterious Jade Hand smashed heavily onto the flat of the sword, but unfortunately, the difference in Power was too great, only slightly weakening the sword’s force.
Then, several Blue Silver Grass vines wrapped around the emptied Zhuge Crossbows, blocking in front of his waist.
The Zhuge Crossbow was made of fine iron with considerable Strength. After Meng Huaifeng’s sword severed two Zhuge Crossbows, it left a ten-centimeter wound on Tang San’s waist.
Although Meng Huaifeng felt a bit embarrassed for fighting Tang San for so long despite crushing him in attributes, he was still satisfied with his first real combat experience and had learned a lot.
But Tang San couldn’t accept it. He had used all his means but hadn’t even forced out this guy’s Martial Spirit!
How many levels was this guy? He looked only six or seven years older than him. How could the gap be so big?
Tang San never imagined that Meng Huaifeng had no Martial Spirit at all.
“Who dares to cause trouble at Shrek Academy? And injure my student? Do you think us old folks are dead?”
At that moment, a figure flew out from Shrek Academy, like an owl, surrounded by seven Soul Rings, pouncing from the air toward Meng Huaifeng.
It was Shrek Academy’s Dean, Four-Eyed Cat Eagle Flander.
“Want to bully Huai Feng? Take this young girl’s arrow!”
March 7th took out her Bow and Arrow, firing three shots in a row at the newcomer.
How strong could a young girl be?
Flander thought disdainfully, swatting at the incoming arrows with one claw.
Not good!
As soon as the eagle claw touched the Ice Arrow, biting cold air spread toward Flanders’s arm, forming a layer of frost on his skin surface. If the contact had lasted longer, his entire arm would probably have been frozen!
Flanders’s expression changed instantly. He immediately gave up the pounce on Meng Huaifeng, pulling up his body to dodge the next two arrows.
Meng Huaifeng took the chance to return to the trio’s side.
“Who are you people? Why did you injure my student?” Flander stood in the air, demanding.
“You people are really something. You started the trouble and made the first move, but now that you can’t win, you immediately ask who we are and why we’re attacking you. Teacher and student are just alike, truly shameless.” March 7th held her longbow, warily watching Flander, saying with disdain.
“Exactly, shameless.” Xing Cha waist echoed.
“Why not ask your student what happened, so you don’t think we’re lying to you.” Meng Huaifeng said irritably.
Dan Heng didn’t speak. He had been on guard against the person hiding in the shadows. In his perception, that person’s Energy Strength was much stronger than the others.
Previously, from Tang San’s perspective, this group seemed powerful, protective, and loyal.
Now from the opposing perspective, this group picked fights for no reason, bullied the weak with strength, and when the young ones got beaten, the old ones came. Truly disgusting.
Flanders’s old face reddened. He had already guessed roughly what happened. He just thought at first that with his strength, regardless of right or wrong, he should take down these juniors first.
He wouldn’t kill them, just teach them a lesson, to let them know there are people beyond people and skies beyond skies.
However, in one exchange, Flander knew he had kicked an iron plate—it wasn’t easy to take them down!
This was trouble; not easy to resolve now.
He looked down at Tang San treating his wound, Ma Hongjun speaking with a whistle through his covered mouth, and finally said to Dai Mubai, “Mubai, tell me exactly what happened.”
“Yes, Dean.” Dai Mubai glanced at March 7th and Xing who were staring at him warningly, didn’t twist the facts or exaggerate, and recounted the events from start to finish.
After Dai Mubai finished, Oscar also came out with a group of Shrek Academy teachers and students.
“Big Brother! Who injured you? So badly? I must kill him! Little Ao, Recovery Big Sausage.” Little Rabbit Xiao Wu saw Tang San’s injury, her eyes instantly reddened, glaring at Meng Huaifeng and the other three.
“It’s nothing, just a minor injury.” Tang San took the Sausage from Oscar, quickly pulling Xiao Wu back. He couldn’t even beat him himself—what use was her charging up? Just sending herself to her death?
