Just as Meng Yiran was stunned, the Dragon and Snake couple had already arrived beside her. The Dragon sighed and said, "Amazing skill, amazing skill. Yiran, you lost."
Meng Yiran looked at her grandfather, confused. The Dragon shook his head at her and said, "No need to look at the result. You lost."
"No, I don't believe it."
Before seeing it with her own eyes, how could Meng Yiran believe that her best throwing weapon would be defeated by Tang San, who was even younger than her?
Ignoring the Dragon and Snake couple's obstruction, Meng Yiran ran towards the big tree like lightning. She simply couldn't believe that she had lost.
Long Gong sighed and muttered to himself, "This will probably be quite a blow to Yi Ran. However, it's not necessarily a bad thing to let her understand that there are always people more capable than herself."
Reaching the tree, Meng Yi Ran's first sight was of the throwing knives she had thrown. All eighteen knives were embedded in the tree trunk, and within a small area, each Soul-Breaking Knife had at least one leaf attached, some even having three. This was
several points better than her usual skill.
However, when Meng Yi Ran's gaze moved upwards and she saw the Soul-Breaking Knives with blue ribbons, she froze in shock.
The eighteen blue-ribboned Soul-Breaking Knives were neatly arranged in three rows of six on the tree trunk, forming the number three.
Each Soul-Breaking Knife had a stack of leaves embedded in it, and even the depth to which the blades were embedded in the tree was identical. Compared to Meng Yi Ran's eighteen unevenly embedded Soul-Breaking Knives, the contrast was stark.
Long Gong's voice reached Meng Yiran's ears:
"Girl, admit defeat. Even I can't match Tang San's technique. Simultaneous attacks, simultaneous entry into the tree. There was even only one sound, and each Soul-Breaking Blade pierced ten leaves. Moreover, when he attacked, he was completely facing away from the tree, not even looking. Such skill can only be described as divine."
Meng Yiran slowly turned around, looking at her grandfather. Although her gaze was no longer vacant, she seemed to have lost her soul. She even abandoned her Soul-Breaking Blade, walking step by step towards her grandparents.
Just as Long Gong said, being defeated in her strongest area was a devastating blow to Meng Yiran.
In less than a day, she had lost twice to Shrek Academy students in such a near-instantaneous manner, both times being utterly humiliated.
No one from Shrek Academy spoke; she was already suffering, and it would be inappropriate to speak now.
Ma Hongjun had Ning Rongrong covering his mouth, preventing him from interrupting.
Tang San, perhaps unable to bear seeing such a young girl who loved playing with hidden weapons so disappointed, strode to the tree, flicked his wrist at his waist, and a handful of steel needles flew out, knocking all the Soul-Breaking Blades off the tree. The needles followed their trajectory and fell back into his hand, and he carefully collected the Soul-Breaking Blades, wrapping them in a cloth bag.
After doing this, he quickly caught up with Meng Yiran.
"Miss Meng, your Soul-Breaking Blade."
Meng Yiran looked up at him, her beautiful face appearing somewhat pale.
"Are you here to mock me?"
Tang San shook his head and said, "No. Actually, you don't need to be sad. I've been practicing hidden weapons since I was three years old. Although I'm not even thirteen yet, I've been practicing for nine years. I used my full strength in the hidden weapon technique just now. That was the most exquisite technique I could use right now."
"Hidden weapons?"
Meng Yiran's attention was drawn to this new term.
Tang San handed her the Soul-Breaking Blade and said, "A weapon used in the shadows to achieve its effect is called a hidden weapon. Hidden weapons shouldn't be used for competitions, but rather as a magic weapon for unexpected victories."
When Meng Yiran challenged him to a hidden weapon contest, Tang San felt a mix of amusement and sympathy.
Coupled with the significant blow Shrek Academy had dealt Meng Yiran today, he couldn't help but want to offer her some advice. He didn't want her to give up on hidden weapon training because of today's setback. Meng
Yiran blinked her large eyes and asked, "Then why are you able to use your hidden weapons to that extent?"
Tang San replied, "Practicing hidden weapons also requires certain methods. Actually, this kind of throwing knife isn't suitable for you. It's a bit too large and heavy for you. I think it would be more effective if you changed the throwing knife to a flying needle. Like this." As he spoke
, Tang San raised his hand and brushed it across a jade stone from the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night event, and a five-inch-long bone-piercing needle appeared in his palm.
Tang San handed the Bone-Piercing Needle to Meng Yiran, saying,
"I call this kind of needle a Bone-Piercing Needle. It's five inches long, thinner at the front and thicker at the back, weighing less than a fifth of your throwing knife, yet it can still travel extremely far and has strong penetrating power. Because of its small size, it's easier to carry.
Although this was a coincidence, we did indeed ruin your chances of obtaining a soul beast twice. If you're willing, I have a method for cultivating hidden weapons that I can tell you. You can try it when you get back; it should be better than just practicing accuracy."
Meng Yiran was stunned for a moment.
"You're going to teach me?"
Tang San said, "The art of hidden weapons is equally profound. Are you willing to learn?"
Meng Yiran nodded subconsciously.
Tang San smiled slightly and said,
"Just now, I was able to hit the target accurately without even looking. This is a basic skill for using hidden weapons, called 'hearing the sound to locate the target. '"
"Using hearing to pinpoint the target's location. When the light is poor or the angle is unsuitable, the eyes cannot see the target's exact location, making hearing extremely important. Mastering sound-based positioning will eliminate blind spots when launching your hidden weapons, making them more concealed."
Tang San began explaining some basic hidden weapon techniques to Meng Yiran. Meng Yiran's gaze towards Tang San slowly changed, no longer filled with arrogance and anger, but with appreciation, gentleness, and even a touch of infatuation.
It was somewhat like Ning Rongrong after shedding her arrogance in front of Ma Hongjun.
This was essentially two people with shared interests, easily finding common ground and quickly developing a connection.
"That's the basics. Hidden weapons are a vast and profound art, impossible to explain in a short time. If you're interested, you can come to Shrek Academy to exchange ideas with me later."
After about ten minutes, Tang San stopped. He still needed to absorb the spirit ring; any further delay would cause the Human-Faced Demon Spider's spirit ring to dissipate.
"Okay! Hurry up and absorb the spirit ring!" "
Meng Yiran said softly, which surprised everyone else.
"Sigh, there's still a bet to be fulfilled!" Oscar's voice rang out at the most inopportune moment.
Ma Hongjun really wanted to sew this little puppy's mouth shut. Didn't he see that the other guy was flirting with his mistress?
Meng Yiran turned her head and looked at Ma Hongjun, her expression immediately changing. Although Ma Hongjun seemed more outstanding, she actually had no liking for him at all, and even felt a little afraid.
During their first encounter, Ma Hongjun's ruthless and merciless attack dealt a heavy blow to her fragile heart. In addition, she disliked people who interrupted.
Tang San, with his gentle, delicate, polite, and considerate nature, was more to her liking.
Therefore, she refused to kiss Ma Hongjun.
Ma Hongjun also didn't want to be kissed by her here.
Meng Yiran was so well-developed; if she kissed him here, it would definitely ignite his Purple Flame.
You see, Ma Hongjun simply couldn't control his powerful desires.
Although the Star Dou Great Forest was a place for hunting wild monsters, it was always dangerous. He might be frightened by a suddenly appearing soul beast.
Moreover, Tang San was currently grieving the separation from Xiao Wu, so giving him a kiss would ease his sorrow.
"Mu Bai was confused just now, he misspoke. You're competing with Xiao San, not me. Tang San bet on his spirit ring, I didn't bet anything, I can't just take advantage.
So, you should kiss Xiao San instead."
Ma Hongjun quickly intervened to defuse the situation.
Upon hearing this, Meng Yiran's expression softened.
This time, Ma Hongjun's intervention made her feel better.
Tang San was right in front of her, her height was about the same as his, a perfect kiss.
She cupped Tang San's face with both hands and then, with a shy smile, kissed him.
A quick peck!
Before anyone could even gasp, Meng Yiran had already finished.
So fast!
Tang San's face flushed, and he stood there stunned.
"I'm not pure anymore!"