I Can See Your Combat Power

Chapter 735: Chapter Twenty-Nine: Eighth-Grade Syndrome

Such resilience at this young age, this child is surely destined for greatness in the future.

The critical and mocking eyes instantly became peaceful and indifferent, and people turned their attention to Tang Luo, hoping to learn from their older brother who this young son might be.

Wait, isn’t that another unfamiliar face?

If Tang Xing was a child, then Tang Luo was at most a young man in his early years, with a youthful aura still on his face. Even though his handsome appearance suggested valour, compared to the martial artists in the field, he still seemed too young. However, his robust physique was something unforgettable, even when concealed under loose robes.

Tang Luo clearly hadn’t expected the attention to shift to him due to the little guy’s shout. He wasn’t shy, only worried about unnecessary trouble if he was recognized by the young people on the stage.

However, that’s how the world works; the more you don’t want something to happen, the more likely it is to occur. There’s a mischievous inevitability in the cause and effect of events.

The young champion on the stage initially wanted to observe the fool, but once they saw Tang Luo’s face, they couldn’t look away.

Memories of the past surged up, making the young champion’s expression menacing. Pointing to Tang Luo’s nose, they roared, “How dare you show up in front of me?”

The crowd off stage scattered, leaving the Tang brothers alone without any shadow to be seen.

What does this mean?

With a baffled look, Tang Luo pointed at himself and said doubtfully, “You must have mistaken me for someone else.”

“Even if you turned to ashes, I would recognize you!” The young champion gritted their teeth, their face full of hatred.

As the legitimate son of the Dapeng Mountain’s master who showed extraordinary potential from a young age, he has always been treated as a treasure by everyone. He believed that he was the pride of the world, the hope of Martial Saint Mountain.

But who would have thought that just by accompanying his cousin out on a stroll, he would be left with a stain on his life.

Drawing even with a good-for-nothing in a fight, he became the laughingstock of the Bu Family.

On every holiday, there would be relatives who came to examine him, and say things such as inborn talents do not equate to fighting strength; a martial artist with only Spiritual Power and no combat talent is merely a mascot.

He knew these relatives were just jealous of his talents, but their words still hurt him.

What’s more sad is that he couldn’t refute because they were indeed an Innate Hollow Body, while he himself was a descendant of the Bu Family from Martial Saint Mountain.

Even though he proved himself with his abilities after entering the outer sect, he would still think of that arena in Xiling whenever he had a nightmare. He wished he could have killed that person with one palm strike.

No matter how hard he tried struggling with his mind, Tang Luo couldn’t understand why the young Martial Saint Mountain child he had only met once was so hostile towards him. But with maturity comes the ability to tolerate things that you can’t understand.

“Let’s go. We’ll go to the next arena.” Tang Luo patted his younger brother on the head, turned around, and was about to leave. After all, dealing with a childish person was not something an adult should do.

But the young lad who always idolized his older brother couldn’t stand the young champion’s provocation and jumped onto the stage.

When Tang Luo turned around, he saw the little guy standing in front of his opponent and introducing himself, “Tang Xing of Xiling, nice to meet you!”

“Heh, you have more courage than that useless man,” Bu Chen crossed his arms and raised his chin to the little guy in front of him, “But you didn’t even last a move on the first stage. Challenging me is just seeking your death! I am three ranks higher in the outer door ranking compared to that guy…”

“Shut up, you whining woman!” Tang Xing looked stern, choking off Bu Chen’s words.

Maybe in a contest, he wouldn’t even last a single move against the martial artist on the first stage, but in a genuine fight, things wouldn’t necessarily be the same. He hadn’t wasted these past two years!

Burning Spirit Art, activate!

The spiritual power within his body boiled like magma, with the streaming aura gushing out from his pores, it made his hair struggle to fly around wildly. His formidable aura appeared fierce and threatening.

Vajra Seal, arise!

The Vajra Seal clasped in his hands was forcefully closed to his chest area. Even under the influence of Spiritual Power, his skin turned a bronze color while his outer garment shattered!

Spirit Flame Body Illustration, set!

The imprint of several Spirit Flames converged on Tang Xing’s bronzed upper body. The design of the fire cloud , glowing a dark red, hovered uncertainly like the glowing eyes of a beast that chose humans to devour from inside a deep cave.

At this moment, the Spiritual Fire Pride had lost all his childishness. The emergence of several secret arts made the martial artist appear like the devil incarnate.

Red light flickered, the stage shattered into pieces. The bronze radiance shot towards Bu Chen, with afterimages lingering on the spot.

“Boom!”

Bu Chen, after all, lost the initiative due to his arrogance and could only rely on his rigid strength to defend. He hoped that he could blast open some space with his Spirit Art to use his secret art. However, the relentless Tang Xing didn’t give him that opportunity. He resisted some Spirit Arts directly with the Vajra Seal.

The Spirit Fire Body Illustration that condensed on the body’s surface had already begun to absorb Spiritual Power. The spiritual aura that had been steamed by the Burning Spirit Art became the best nourishment for the Spirit Fire. Tang Xing was now surrounded by a circle of Spiritual Fire, continuously launching attacks on Bu Chen.

The gale exploded in the center of the stage, and the roaring sound of Spirit Art echoed continuously. Two shadows constantly collided on the stage, creating a fierce contest.

Those who could be invited to challenge on Martial Saint Mountain were all outstanding individuals in the young generation. Seeing the performance of the little guy, everyone was shocked as if they had seen a ghost.

“This is really nonsense.” Tang Luo frowned, the two figures fighting on the stage look incredibly clear in his eyes.

He of course knew that these past two years, the little guy had been working on some interesting things, but the biggest problem with these things was that they took a long time to recover after a fight.

The so-called Burning Spirit Art burns the Spiritual Energy in the meridians to stimulate the body and Sea of Consciousness, which would significantly enhance the speed and reaction of a martial artist, leading to a clear-minded state.

The Vajra Seal is a body protecting skill that the Secret Arts Pavilion developed based on his creation of seals. It’s similar to the Spirit Art that strengthens the body, but the effect of stacking two seals almost rivals the best Spirit Armor and greatly increases physical strength.

With these two secret arts, the little guy already possesses a strength very close to that of the top tier martial artists in the Transcendence stage. This is his biggest assurance for daring to challenge on the stage.

However, to say that by virtue of these two secret arts, he could suppress Bu Chen to the point of defeating him, that would be far too optimistic. After all, at the end of the day, Tang Xing was not strong enough.

These three secret arts all greatly consume Spiritual Power, especially the Burning Spirit Art, which needs to be continuously executed. Unless Tang Xing can employ three or even four techniques simultaneously while in combat, alongside a qi recovering technique to replenish his energy.

Otherwise, his tactical approach would merely be a three-hit combo that seems impressive for a brief moment. If he fails to gain an absolute advantage before his Spiritual Power runs out, he would be counterattacked.