At the medicine garden, Ye Yu began to cultivate near the Infinite Nether Grass.
Unknowingly, half a year passed. During this half year, both Ye Yu and Tang San's cultivation improved greatly.
During this period, Tang San even crafted some highly toxic hidden weapons.
After half a year, Dugu Bo's medicine garden was half-empty.
Ye Yu and Tang San returned to the academy, intending to stay for a few days to study.
When they returned, Dai Mubai and the others were very happy, almost having missed them to death.
Ye Yu and the others went to the best restaurant in Tian Dou City and had a feast, chatting for a long time afterward.
The strength of Dai Mubai and the others had also improved, and their soul power levels were now:
Dai Mubai at level forty-one, Oscar at level thirty-eight, Ma Hongjun at level thirty-six, Xiao Wu at level thirty-five, Ning Rongrong at level thirty-seven, Zhu Zhuqing at level thirty-eight.
Ye Yu and the others returned to the academy, ready to attend classes.
Lanba Academy is divided into six classes: three classes with levels between twenty to twenty-five, totaling over a hundred people; two classes between twenty-five to thirty, more than eighty people; one class above level thirty, being the highest class, including Ye Yu and the others, totaling forty people.
Xiao Wu's left and right sides were empty, and Ye Yu and Tang San sat down. Instantly, this sparked some hostile reactions from certain people.
Many people would often curry favor with Xiao Wu, smiling from ear to ear.
Ye Yu said, "Xiao Wu, you're quite popular here."
Xiao Wu found these people annoying, saying, "A bunch of uncles, they're such a bother."
Apart from Ye Yu and the others, most people here are around twenty-two years old.
At this, Tang San couldn't help but laugh, "Seems like you really dislike them, being ten years older already makes one an uncle?"
Xiao Wu stuck out her adorable little tongue, "Ten years older isn't an uncle yet?"
Ye Yu inwardly retorted, "Their age doesn't even count as a fraction of yours."
At that moment, a burly young man in his early twenties approached Ye Yu, saying in a low voice, "Newcomer, don't know the rules? No one can sit next to Xiao Wu."
Xiao Wu impatiently replied, "Get lost, they can sit."
The young man protested, "I'm the academy's ace, and even I can't, but they can?"
The young man looked at Ye Yu and Tang San, "I'm the top student here, the most powerful in the academy. If either of you defeats me, you'll qualify to sit here; if you don't, you can't sit here."
Tang San thought to himself, being the strongest in the academy, is he above Mubai? Above level forty-one?
Tang San wanted a bit of action and said, "Alright, let's go outside then."
The young man scoffed, "Against a brat like you who hasn't matured yet, there's no need to go outside. Right here is fine, it'll be over quickly."
"Alright." Tang San stood up, with three soul rings appearing around him.
"I'm Tang San, twelve years old, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, level thirty-seven Control Type War Soul Venerable, pleased to meet you."
The young man was shocked, not only was the soul ring configuration optimal, but it's level thirty-seven? He only looks twelve, while at that age he was just level twenty-seven.
Despite his surprise and disbelief, he remained extremely confident.
Besides Xiao Wu and the others, the students unfamiliar with Tang San were shocked.
"Twelve years old and level thirty-seven? That's a monster."
"Haven't seen such a talent before, even at Tian Dou Royal Academy, this is exceptional."
"However, he surely won't be a match."
...
The man's body swelled, growing a fist larger, his arms elongated to reach his knees, his body covered with black hair like a giant ape.
"I'm Talon, twenty-three years old, Martial Soul Strong Ape, level forty-three Strong Attack Type War Soul Sect! Rest assured, I won't use my fourth soul skill."
Talon curled his finger, signaling Tang San to make the first move, with a confident expression on his face.
The two were close, Tang San raised his hand, green light shone as Blue Silver Grass released, instantly forming a large net that enveloped Talon.
Talon was startled, realizing he couldn't dodge, just as he was about to attack, the net quickly tightened, binding him securely.
Talon struggled hard, being power-type, but was astonished to find that the Blue Silver Grass was extremely resilient, and as the net tightened, a strong burning and paralyzing sensation spread through his body, rendering him unable to even use his fourth soul skill.
Thud!
Talon fell to the ground, the toxins incapacitating him.
The surrounding students were stunned, it ended just as it began.
"You lost."
Tang San withdrew the net, speaking calmly.
Talon attempted to stand, saying in a low voice, "I'm unconvinced. I was careless!"
Despite his paralysis, even with full effort, he was not a match.
"If you dare, let's fight without Martial Souls or soul skills, just bare fists!"
As he said this, Talon blushed, and the surrounding students felt disdain, is it a joke for Strong Attack to compete with Control Type physically?
Tang San said, "I already won, why should I compete again?"
With that, he sat down, ignoring him.
Talon's face was ugly, having lost felt humiliating, wanting to reclaim some pride. But since the opponent refused, nothing could be done.
Talon's eyes turned to Ye Yu, looking to regain his face from this boy.
"Hey kid, it's your turn!"
As Talon spoke, Oscar and the others looked at him sympathetically, inwardly sighing, really asking for trouble.
Ye Yu stood up, saying, "Let's do it."
Talon asked, "Tell me your soul power level, Martial Soul, type, and age."
"I'm just like him, twelve years old, Support Type, soul power level..."
Ye Yu's words were cut off by Talon, "Haha, no need to say, Support Type means you're doomed. I'll only use physical strength, you can use Martial Soul and soul skills. Let's go, fight on the playground."
Everyone thought Ye Yu was bound to lose, even with Martial Soul and soul skills, Talon opting not to use soul skills and Martial Soul would take him down easily.
Ye Yu said, "No need, the battle will end quickly."
Talon laughed upon hearing this, "Seems you know your limits well, aware the battle will end soon. You can concede and leave. As a Strong Attack Type dealing with a Support Type, even relying only on physical strength when you can use soul skills and Martial Soul, I still feel ashamed."
Ye Yu said, "I should be the one feeling ashamed; defeating someone not using Martial Soul with Martial Soul and soul skills would be unfair and laughable."
At these words, Talon was stunned, wondering if he heard wrong.
"Hey! Kid! Mind your Soul Master identity! You're Support Type!" Talon reminded.
Ye Yu's words made unfamiliar students laugh.
"Is his brain fried? Support Type against Strong Attack, doomed for erasure, yet not using Martial Soul and soul skills?"
"Newcomer, use them. We wouldn't see it as unfair, given your Support Type."
"Yeah, even if you used Martial Soul and soul skills, we'd think it's unfair to you, Support Type can't be a match for Strong Attack."
...
Ye Yu impatiently said, "Let's begin quickly."
Talon smiled faintly, "No Martial Soul or soul skills, seems you've given up. Well, I'll make my move, one punch will settle it!"