Chapter 10: The Battle Against Tang San

“Mo Hui, right? Let’s have a fight. If you lose, you’ll give me this dorm leader position!” Tang San stepped up to Mo Hui and declared.

At first, Tang San didn’t care about the dorm leader spot at all. But after hearing Wang Sheng’s words just now, he changed his mind.

He wanted to prove through this battle that he was superior to Mo Hui. He wanted to show that Yu Xiaogang’s judgment was correct, and that it was Mo Hui’s loss for not becoming Yu Xiaogang’s disciple.

“Are you sure you want to fight?” Mo Hui opened his eyes and looked at Tang San coolly.

At this moment, Mo Hui felt a bit frustrated. He really didn’t want to get involved with the male and female leads. So he just said one sentence and went to bed to cultivate. Unexpectedly, this got dragged into his business. He was amazed.

“Of course. What, you scared?” Tang San goaded Mo Hui.

Hearing this and knowing Tang San wouldn’t back down, Mo Hui sighed helplessly, stood up, and said, “Fine. Let’s go to the training ground. If I win, you won’t bother me during my cultivation anymore.”

“Okay, but the winner will be me!” Tang San said firmly.

For the sake of his teacher, he would never lose!

At the training ground, with the crowd from Dorm Seven watching, Mo Hui and Tang San faced each other, standing ten meters apart.

“Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Spirit Power level ten!” Tang San said eagerly after arriving at the training ground, bowing slightly to Mo Hui.

“What! His Spirit Power is already level ten!”

“He just awakened his Martial Soul not long ago, and his Spirit Power has reached level ten. Could it be...”

“Innate full Spirit Power! He’s an innate full Spirit Power!”

Tang San’s words caused an uproar among the spectators. Innate full Spirit Power was incredibly rare—less than twenty had appeared in a hundred years on Douluo Continent. No one expected this seemingly ordinary boy to be one of them.

“Is innate full Spirit Power really that strong?”

At this moment, Xiao Wu asked Wang Sheng beside her.

Seeing such a cute little girl ask him, Wang Sheng’s heart warmed as he replied, “Innate full Spirit Power is the highest level of talent, a true prodigy. Our Notting Academy once accepted a student with the highest innate Spirit Power level of five. That senior is now a Spirit King. Innate full Spirit Power surpasses that senior by far. Whether he can become a titled Douluo is uncertain, but a Spirit Douluo for sure.”

Wang Sheng sighed, “I never expected Tang San to have innate full Spirit Power. It’s a pity his Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, which is considered useless. Otherwise, the outcome of this battle would be unpredictable.”

Even though Tang San had innate full Spirit Power and was one level above Mo Hui in Wang Sheng’s impression, he didn’t believe Tang San could defeat Mo Hui. Not to mention Mo Hui’s strength, the reputation of Blue Silver Grass as weak was deeply ingrained.

Listening to Wang Sheng, Xiao Wu narrowed her eyes, unsure what she was thinking.

Mo Hui showed no reaction. Having read the original story, he already knew Tang San’s innate full Spirit Power was fake and that he had twin Martial Souls.

The reason it was fake was that Tang San’s actual innate Spirit Power was probably low or even nonexistent. His innate full Spirit Power came from practicing the Xuantian Gong.

The original story clearly stated that among Tang San’s two Martial Souls, only the Heaven Hammer had Spirit Power, while Blue Silver Grass did not. Moreover, the Heaven Hammer suffered adverse effects due to being dragged down by Blue Silver Grass.

Therefore, Mo Hui guessed that Tang San’s innate Spirit Power was actually very low, possibly none at all. Otherwise, it couldn’t explain why Tang San’s Xuantian Gong internal force, which equaled Spirit Power, took more than four years to reach one full cycle.

Even if later settings suggested twin Martial Souls had similar quality and must have innate full Spirit Power, Tang San was an exception.

This was because the Martial Soul similar in quality to the Heaven Hammer was the Blue Silver Emperor. Due to its special nature, Tang San’s Blue Silver Emperor bloodline initially hadn’t awakened, at best just a Blue Silver Grass with Blue Silver Emperor bloodline.

Blue Silver Grass, even with Blue Silver Emperor bloodline, was still just Blue Silver Grass. Before awakening, except for a higher rank, it was hardly different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass.

And what was ordinary Blue Silver Grass like?

Its probability of awakening Spirit Power was extremely low, and even if awakened, it rarely exceeded level one.

Having such a Martial Soul twin to the Heaven Hammer, it was no wonder the Heaven Hammer was affected.

It could even be said that if Tang San hadn’t transmigrated, the child of Tang Hao and A Yin would probably have had twin Martial Souls with innate Spirit Power only one or two levels or possibly none at all.

Hence, Xuantian Gong was powerful. It not only allowed Tang San’s unawakened Blue Silver Grass to cultivate at a speed comparable to or surpassing top geniuses but also enabled someone originally mediocre to have innate full Spirit Power.

Mo Hui could even say with certainty that if Tang San revealed Xuantian Gong, then although not everyone on Douluo Continent had innate full Spirit Power, most would show decent innate Spirit Power levels.

“Mo Hui, Martial Soul Bobo, Spirit Power level ten!”

A faint cyan glow emanated from Mo Hui as he summoned Bobo.

“Bobo~”

Bobo was one with Mo Hui. It knew everything Mo Hui experienced, so it fixed its gaze on Tang San immediately after appearing.

At the same time, Mo Hui’s body rapidly retreated.

If his opponent were anyone else, Mo Hui would have charged forward to fight alongside Bobo, as after a year of training, his combat skills were not weak. But the opponent was Tang San.

If he rushed to fight Tang San, whether he could win was uncertain. More importantly, if Tang San got angry and resorted to underhanded tricks, like sneaking a poisoned dart, what would he do?

Though Bobo’s speed might dodge it, Mo Hui would be in trouble. After all, Tang San’s hidden weapons might be poisonous.

Don’t mention that this was supposed to be a friendly match—when it concerned Yu Xiaogang, Mo Hui wouldn’t bet on Tang San’s morals.

“Don’t run!”

Seeing Mo Hui retreat rapidly, Tang San was momentarily stunned, then charged toward him.

“Bobo~”

But Bobo wouldn’t just watch Tang San approach Mo Hui; it immediately flew toward Tang San.

“Hmph! I’ve been ready for you—Phantom Shadow Steps!”

Just as Bobo was about to strike Tang San, Tang San’s body swayed slightly, instantly shifting three feet to the side, preparing to dodge Bobo and directly take down Mo Hui.

While dodging, Tang San thought in his heart: “Although the opponent’s Martial Soul is unusual, the principle remains the same. Based on the knowledge my teacher taught me this afternoon, as long as I defeat Mo Hui, Bobo will disappear on its own.”

Unexpectedly, the moment Tang San used Phantom Shadow Steps to shift, Bobo changed direction and continued flying toward him.

“What? This bird is faster than my Phantom Shadow Steps!”

Tang San was shocked. He tried to use his Xuan Jade Hand to swat Bobo away, but Bobo lightly turned around to evade the attack and crashed straight into Tang San’s chest.

“Bang!”

Tang San was violently thrown several meters back and crashed heavily onto the ground.