Liu Erlong nodded in response, his expression a little complicated.
"Brother Zhou Liang, shall we spar here?" Tang San looked around and said.
"Go over there, there is a training ground there." Zhou Liang pointed in a direction and said.
Afterwards, everyone went to the training ground. Zhou Liang was thinking in his heart as he walked.
"Tang San? Let's test the effects of my newly acquired soul weapon!"
Soon, several people arrived at the training ground. After they stood on their sides, they began to prepare for the competition.
"Hehehehe! Erlong, I am a student who is a control soul master. When I entered school, I forced a battle soul master, Soul Sage, to use his fifth soul skill!"
After seeing the two enter the room, Flanders said with a smile.
Liu Erlong's eyes flashed with surprise, but when he saw Zhou Liang, he curled his lips and smiled.
That smile gave Flanders a bad premonition, because the two of them had just made a bet to see whose student was better. The bet was 500 gold soul coins.
And what Liu Erlong said next also confirmed Flender's bad premonition.
"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell Boss Fu something. My apprentice just hunted the fifth soul ring two days ago." Liu Erlong smiled slightly, turned around and said.
"What? How old is he?..."
The two are still talking here, and the competition is about to begin on the training ground.
After Tang San summoned the martial spirit, three spirit rings appeared one after another, but he looked at the opposite side and frowned.
At this time, Zhou Liang was wearing a translucent cloak-like garment with condensed soul power.
This piece of clothing, which covers the upper body and resembles a magician's cloak, is covered with strange lines that form four patterns.
They represent the four elements of darkness, flame, violent wind, and metal respectively, and at this time, the cyan pattern representing the violent wind begins to shine.
Suddenly, the cloak changed. The other three patterns shrank, the light became dim, and became a foil pattern. The cyan wind pattern covered the cloak.
"Where is your martial spirit?" Tang San frowned and asked in a deep voice.
"That's enough! After all, my soul power level is much higher than yours!" Zhou Liang smiled softly, looked at Tang San and said lightly.
"Arrogant!" Tang San was furious, and after a low roar, he immediately started to attack.
"Tangled!"
In an instant, a large amount of bluesilver grass sprouted and spread overwhelmingly towards Zhou Liang.
Zhou Liang raised the corners of his mouth, smiled softly, squatted slightly, and the strong wind swept through his body.
He instantly disappeared on the spot, wrapped in the strong wind, and rushed towards Tang San.
Everything in front of him was torn apart by the swirling wind, allowing Zhou Liang to approach Tang San instantly.
"not good!"
Tang San's expression changed greatly. He didn't expect Zhou Liang to be so fast, and the blue silver grass he tried to block had no effect at all.
"The wind roars and blows the breath palm!"
Zhou Liang slapped it with his backhand, and the surrounding strong wind was like a whirlpool, condensing in his palm, then spurting out instantly, sending Tang Sanqi flying away.
No, it didn't hit Tang San completely, I could only see that he was being pulled backwards quickly with bluesilver grass tied around his waist.
It must have been the moment he noticed Zhou Liang rushing forward, that he retreated while controlling the blue silver grass to pull himself, thus removing most of the power, making him look uninjured.
"Cobweb binding!"
The moment he was pulled back by the blue silver grass, Tang Seng immediately used his third soul skill to restrain Zhou Liang!
Unfortunately, as soon as the overwhelming blue silver grass fell, it was greeted by a sharp wind.
"Returning Wind Slash!"
The circle-like gust of wind immediately spread, crushing everything around it with sharp slashes.
Zhou Liang raised his head to look at Tang San and pointed his hand at him.