Wu Ling only applied a little force with his right hand, and Alban's entire right arm sagged as if it had been crushed. Alban immediately let out an extremely miserable scream. Naturally, this stirred Tang San's concern.
Alban was a complete bastard as a person, but to the male students of Shrek Academy, he was a rare good big brother. Even Tang San thought so.
Seeing Alban badly injured, they naturally could not stand by. Tang San and Lyra exchanged a look. Lyra nodded slightly, then turned and ran. She was going to notify Barrett Knox and the others still at their lodgings. As for Dean Flender, he was currently taking Ash into the city's brothels to... cough, solve the evil fire problem.
As Lyra turned and ran, Tang San became intensely alert. His hands hovered near his waist. If Lyra were attacked, he would immediately counterattack.
Surprisingly, until Lyra disappeared from their sight, the person before them did not act, as if he did not put them in his eyes at all.
However, this did not relax Tang San. It made him even more nervous. Seeing Wu Ling prepare to attack Alban again, he could no longer sit back. He had to intervene.
Whether as Alban's friend or as a member of Shrek, when Alban was in danger, Tang San believed he had a duty to act.
Although his own cultivation was only that of a two-ring Spirit Apprentice, he did not think his strength was insufficient.
During Shrek's entrance exam, Barrett Knox had temporarily changed his mind and personally handled the final test. In the end, Tang San, Cecilia, and Lyra had relied on Tang San to enter. Even Barrett Knox, a seventh-ring Spirit King known as the Motionless Bright King, had suffered badly at his hands.
The young man gripping Alban felt extremely dangerous, but he looked about the same age as them. He could not possibly be stronger than Barrett Knox, right?
Tang San made his decision. Then he prepared to attack. Cold gleams coiled around his fingers. When Wu Ling released Alban and struck again, those cold gleams poured out like a storm.
Tang San attacked with full force from the start, and every attack was a killing move. The person in front of him was young, but he could defeat Alban with ease. Tang San did not dare hold back.
He always remembered a sentence from the general principles of the Mysterious Heaven Record: never try to pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger, or you might really become a pig.
"White Tiger Barrier! White Tiger Intense Light Wave!" Alban seized the chance when Wu Ling let go and attacked immediately. His first and second Spirit Rings flashed, and both century Spirit Skills activated almost at the same time. A mass of light covered his body to strengthen his defense, while a ball of white light shot from his mouth. Using the recoil, he rapidly retreated.
"Heh. Trying to escape in front of me? You are looking down on me too much." Tang San ambushed him with hidden weapons, and Alban counterattacked in crisis. It looked as if Wu Ling had fallen into a trap, yet he remained calm and composed. He simply leaned forward and continued reaching for Alban.
"Agh!" As Wu Ling spoke, every one of Tang San's hidden weapons missed. Behind Alban, a black shadow flashed. In the next moment, his left arm followed the same fate as his right.
Boom.
Alban's scream did not last long before he felt a huge force slam into the bends of his legs, deforming them. Both knees struck the ground and twisted out of shape. This time, he fell forward and hit the ground face-first, eating a mouthful of sand. He could not even scream anymore.
In a single exchange, the strongest student of the current Shrek Academy had all four limbs crippled. Tang San looked at the young man's calm, breezy expression, and dread tightened inside him.
Outside Shrek Academy, Alban struggled to roll his body over. His eyes slanted toward Wu Ling, filled with resentment.
"I advise you to put that look away. I do not care much about a piece of trash, but that kind of gaze still annoys me. Besides, even your older brother was easily crushed by me. As a coward, you do not even have the right to hate me."
Wu Ling's casual words made Alban's gaze tighten. In Alban's eyes, Wu Ling's face gradually overlapped with the man from three years ago. Terror flooded his gaze, because he had already guessed Wu Ling's identity.
"Tang San... Tang San, go find the dean. You are not his opponent..." After guessing Wu Ling's identity, Alban told Tang San to go find Dean Flender. He understood that no matter how impressive Tang San's little tricks were, before this man, they were all worthless.
By then, Tang San's eyes held only that black figure. It was not that he did not want to leave. He realized he could no longer leave, because he had already felt Wu Ling lock onto him.
"So you are Tang San, that piece of trash Tang Hao's son?" Wu Ling said lightly.
"You know my father?" Tang San asked in surprise.
He immediately reacted. This was not the time to ask about that. His hands had gradually turned white and smooth like jade, and his head lowered so his opponent could not see that his eyes had turned completely purple.
Wu Ling clearly sensed Tang San's aura change slightly. His Spirit Power had not grown stronger, but there was a special feeling to it now.
Even so, Wu Ling still did not put Tang San in his eyes. He walked toward him with the same relaxed ease.
Tang San suddenly raised his head. Purple light flared in his eyes. "Purple Demon Eyes!"
While using Purple Demon Eyes to observe Wu Ling, Tang San's lowered hands rose lightly from both sides of his waist. Ten cold gleams burst out from between his fingers, aiming separately at Wu Ling's eyes, shoulders, throat, heart, knees, groin, and lower abdomen.
Piercing sounds tore through the air. Yet the hidden weapons that had made even Barrett Knox, a seventh-ring Spirit King, flustered only a few days earlier achieved nothing today.
Because of his Martial Soul, Barrett Knox had a huge frame, along with shocking defense. When facing opponents, he usually chose to clash head-on.
Speed and agility were not his strengths. When he fought Tang San, he had also not taken things seriously at first, which was why he suffered a hidden loss.
But this time, Tang San faced Wu Ling. Wu Ling was not a stubborn iron fool who only knew how to clash head-on like Barrett Knox. Tang San's so-called refined hidden weapon techniques were full of openings in Wu Ling's eyes.
A Magecraft array flashed across Wu Ling's right palm. Then he swept his hand, and a wall of fire rose directly in front of him. The ten hidden weapons melted into molten iron the moment they touched it and fell to the ground.
After shooting those ten hidden weapons, Tang San did not stop at all. He stepped with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track and rapidly retreated.
When he saw his hidden weapons broken with such a method, his eyes narrowed slightly. Whether in Nuoding City or Soto City, he had not met many top-tier Martial Soul users. The strongest had only been Alban and Barrett Knox. Both were beast Martial Soul assault types. This was his first time seeing an ability that controlled an element.
Alarm ran through him. He had imagined his opponent might possess frightening defense like Barrett Knox, but he had never expected his hidden weapons to be reduced to molten iron without accomplishing anything.
Still, this exchange had allowed him to probe a little. His opponent specialized in flame and should have a fire-attribute Martial Soul.
As Ethan Drake's disciple, Tang San believed his Martial Soul knowledge was at the top level of the continent. His teacher had once introduced the traits of all kinds of Martial Souls.
Fire-attribute Martial Souls had extremely powerful attacks, but they were not good at defense. As long as he used exquisite technique to bypass that wall of flame, he should be able to deal with this opponent.