YM778.TV Chapter 50: Was This What I Taught Him?
Chapter 50: Was This What I Taught Him?
Fifth order against fourth order, yet the man had been unable to resist and had been defeated by the opponent\'s series of wind blades.
More importantly, the tiger man remembered exactly how many wind blades had struck his back. He hit me with nine...but what if there were all twelve of them?
Forget about twelve wind blades, he couldn’t have taken even a tenth one. The ninth had already pierced through his defenses, and with his ice armor shattered, even his thick hide wouldn’t have offered him much protection.
Setting aside how this incredible technical level was achieved, the sheer power of each Wind Blade was not something an ordinary fourth-order Wind Wolf could produce.
At this moment, he deeply understood that Gui Gui hadn’t been exaggerating. No...if anything, she had severely underreported the abilities of this child.
Tang San didn\'t continue to attack. His hands naturally hung at his sides as he calmly looked at the tiger man. "Is that enough?"
The tiger man took a deep breath and slowly nodded. Of course, he had many more methods at his disposal, and if he fought desperately, he was confident he could defeat Tang San. But that would exceed the purpose of the test.
Of course, this belief was his own; whether Tang San thought the same was another matter.
"Who taught you such a way to control wind blades?" the tiger man asked solemnly.
Tang San turned his head to look at Wang Yanfeng.
Wang Yanfeng\'s heart twitched. I taught you? Exactly WHAT did I teach you?!
But at this moment, he roughly understood Tang San\'s intention and nodded, saying, "This child has exceptional comprehension. I gave him some pointers, and he was able to gain insights and develop his own ideas from what I taught him. I believe that, right now, his control over wind blades is in fact even better than my own."
The tiger man nodded silently, his regard for Wang Yanfeng rising a notch. To be able to mentor such an outstanding disciple as a teacher.... Although Wang Yanfeng was not a very powerful cultivator, his teaching ability was commendable.
"Alright, kid. Your two conditions shouldn\'t be a problem. I\'ll take you to Kali City. I need to report on your situation and make arrangements for you."
After saying this, the tiger man nodded to Wang Yanfeng, then suddenly sped up, dashed to the window, pushed it open, and leaped out into the darkness.
His arrival was abrupt, and his departure even more so. Wang Yanfeng had thought that the man would have more to say after Tang San agreed to join and passed the assessment, but unexpectedly, he had just left abruptly.
Wang Yanfeng gave Tang San an inquiring look. He had mixed feelings about this boy. Not to mention anything else, the Hundred Birds Homing Strike technique he used to control the wind blades was astonishing. Could wind blades be used like that?
How could he know that Tang San actually used wind blades because they were a convenient way to disguise his identity, thanks to the Wind Wolf Transformation? Not to mention, with his current situation, using wind blades as his hidden weapons allowed him to maximize the effect of his myriad secret weapon techniques. The Hundred Birds Homing Strike was just the most basic of them.
Even Tang San himself found it strange. In his previous life in the Douluo Continent, he had relied more on mechanical-type hidden weapons during his initial rise. Sophisticated and powerful mechanical hidden weapons had allowed him to stand his ground before his strength was sufficient.
In this world of the Daemon Continent, however, the richness of the spiritual energy and the uniqueness of the Demonic God Transformation enabled him to put into practice more of the Tang Sect\'s hidden weapon techniques. He was genuinely exhibiting the power of the Hidden Weapon Hundred Separation art.
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The tiger man left Wind Wolf Town and had just entered the forest when he stopped, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Only then did he catch his breath.
Why had he been in such a hurry to leave? Because if he hadn\'t, he would have vomited blood right there and then. That would have been too embarrassing! A fifth-order, beaten to the point of spitting blood by a fourth-order? And the opponent\'s bloodline was the meager Wind Wolf demon? He would be ashamed even to mention it when he got back home.
But even at this moment, his heart was still filled with astonishment. He could hardly believe that a nine-year-old child could use wind blades like this, whether it was their power or the control he exerted over them. It was incredible. This was not just a matter of a good bloodline; the child had a rare gift. The Wind Wolf Transformation seemed tailor-made for him.
A plan had to be made quickly to have him join the Society for training. Perhaps, soon, the organization would have another high-order powerhouse. For the Redemption Society, high-order cultivators were both essential and rare.
The tiger man continued on his way.
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Inside the wooden house, Wang Yanfeng asked Qiu Jing to take her rest, then took Tang San to the quiet room where they usually practiced.
"Do you truly want to join the Redemption Society? For revenge?"
After a moment of silence, Tang San said, "Teacher, I want to see the outside world. I also want to become strong. I also seek revenge, yes, and the man from the Redemption Society said we need to give humanity hope. I think he\'s right."
Wang Yanfeng sighed. “Actually, Gui Gui has been trying for a long time to get me to join the Redemption Society. I knew she was a member. I never agreed because I didn\'t want to disrupt the peace we had finally achieved. I understand all he said earlier about the greater good, I always understood it, but I\'m a coward. I never had the courage to act. I just want to live a good life with my wife.”
Tang San lowered his head. "I\'m sorry, teacher, I\'ve caused you trouble."
Wang Yanfeng smiled and shook his head, "Don\'t blame yourself, what\'s meant to come will come. You are mature, far more so than your brothers here. I believe your choice won\'t be wrong. You and your talent should join the Redemption Society. In my heart, I also look forward to humanity\'s rise. I will just stay here and do my part while you spread your wings and soar. I hope I can see a glimmer of hope for humanity in my lifetime, even if it\'s just a tiny spark."
"You will, you certainly will," Tang San nodded firmly.
The conversation between the teacher and the disciple ended there.
Returning to his room, Tang San fell into deep thought.
Things were almost exactly as he had anticipated, and everything fit nicely within his plan. The Redemption Society had come, and he had passed their assessment. As for how they would take him to Kali City, Tang San wasn\'t too worried. If they couldn\'t even manage this small matter, then there was no need for the Redemption Society to exist.
What he needed to do next was to wait.
Subconsciously, the image of that somewhat youthful yet stunning face reappeared in his mind, and his gaze softened instantly.
In his plan, there had been two scenarios.
The first, the standard scenario, was considering that his judgment was wrong and the Redemption Society wouldn’t approach him. In that case, he would proceed methodically with his cultivation and improvement.
He would then devise a plan to travel to Kali City once he officially became a vassal.
The biggest issue with this plan was that he could abandon everything here and even destroy the entire Wind Wolf Town if it came to that. But what about the humans here? What about the vassals? Would they be implicated? This was a troubling thought.
The second scenario was the Redemption Society coming for him. That would be the ideal situation.
With the power of the Redemption Society, it would not be challenging to assist Tang San in entering Kali City, and they would handle any subsequent issues easily.
Indeed...this was his biggest problem at this point. He could somehow manage by himself even though he lacked knowledge of the world, but unfortunately, he also lacked the influence to ensure the safety of others.
Things were developing in a direction better than he had imagined. Now, it all depended on how the Redemption Society planned to redeem this little slave who had not yet been freed from servitude.