Bab 367: Flash Of Understanding (3)
Right now Tang San had also realized he was in a bad position. In order to avoid Xiao Wu's long legs, he had already leapt into the air, planning to rely on the hair he had grabbed to change direction. But the hair suddenly slipped through his fingers left him without anything to pull, and he soared straight up into the air.
No matter how miraculous Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, it still needed some place to exert strength. Where could Tang San exert any strength now?
Xiao Wu's leg lock maneuver was a feint, and at the same time as she withdrew her hair, she already crouched slightly, and in the next moment shot up, chasing after Tang San in midair.
Delicate little hands once again wound around Tang San's neck, and helplessly, Tang San could only pour strength into his arms to block. But were Xiao Wu's hands so easy to resist? Hands with arms so soft as to being boneless stretched along Tang San's arms, smoothly winding around his neck, her entire body already pasted to him.
Tang San only felt something tighten around his waist as Xiao Wu's powerful long legs wrapped around him. Whether arms or legs, Xiao Wu gave him a feeling of extreme pliability and toughness, even a bit more durable than his Blue Silver Grass. Most terrifying was that Xiao Wu's toughness was as slippery as her long hair. The strength Tang San used dissipated immediately with a slight sway of Xiao Wu's body.
If it was described using Tang San's martial skill in his last life, then the skill Xiao Wu used right now was the most powerful four liang pushing a thousand jin. No matter how you used strength, you would be unable to throw her off. Even Tang San's arms were completely locked up by Xiao Wu's arms around his neck, and he couldn't attack even if he wanted to.
If he was facing an enemy right now, all Tang San could have done was a headbutt. But how could he want to do that to Xiao Wu, what could be done if Xiao Wu was by some chance injured? What's more, if Xiao Wu really was an enemy, then Waist Bow would have already launched the instant she caught his neck, without giving him any chance to resist.
But Xiao Wu didn't use Waist Bow. The long hair fluttering behind her back, arms tightly wound around Tang San's neck, the two fell from the sky, face to face.
Until they stood firmly on the ground, Tang San still couldn't believe this was real. Looking at Xiao Wu almost within reach, exhaling fragrantly, he couldn't help being speechless.
Tang San was certain he absolutely hadn't been careless. He knew Xiao Wu's close combat ability, and he had used Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track from the start. But finally it had still ended like this. The key was Xiao Wu's long hair and the changes in her body.
Xiao Wu's close combat had clearly become even more powerful, but this didn't seem to be something given her by spirit rings. Tang San was very curious as to what she had actually done.
"I've won."
Xiao Wu giggling looked at Tang San. Her legs twisted around his waist didn't let go, the two touching so closely they could smell each others' breath.
Right now looking at Xiao Wu at such close range, Tang San's gaze froze somewhat. A ball of flame ignited deep in his heart, and his breathing clearly became more ragged.
Xiao Wu very quickly discovered the changes in Tang San, and the smile on her face gradually faded. Staring at him equally fixedly, slowly moving the arms twisted around his, releasing Tang San's arms, but both her hands still embracing his neck, her small butt right now stuck to Tang San's abdomen. Her breathing also started to become equally rough, and she could even hear her own heart beat faster.
Tang San's hands subconsciously embraced Xiao Wu's slender waist, pulling her closer. Xiao Wu's arms also used strength at the same time. A trace of confusion spread through their hearts simultaneously.
"Xia——"
The call of a nocturnal bird suddenly smashed the tranquility, clearing Tang San's mind, and he hastily curbed his state of mind.
'She's my little sister, what am I doing?'
Subconsciously releasing the hands pulling Xiao Wu's waist closer, Tang San somewhat panicked grabbed Xiao Wu's shoulders, tilting his head,
"Xiao Wu. How did you do it? Your close combat capability seems to-, seems to have grown a lot stronger."
All Tang San could do at this moment was to change the subject, only like that could he somewhat ease the embarrassment he felt.
"En..."
Sensing Tang San's mood cooling, Xiao Wu also gradually calmed. But she still wasn't willing to separate from the contact with Tang San at this point. Even though her legs slipped from Tang San's waist, she still embraced Tang San's neck, her body leaning against his, her head resting on Tang San's shoulder, her face naturally displaying a faint smiling expression.
Tang San wanted to push away Xiao Wu, but also couldn't bear it. Xiao Wu spoke up,
"Ge, do you know why my close combat ability grew so much stronger?"
Tang San blankly shook his head. Even though he was intelligent, right now he had somewhat lost the ability to think.
Xiao Wu said:
"I know the flaws of my own abilities, but not long ago I also understood the 'soft' in Soft Skill. Spirit abilities might not necessarily come from spirit rings. True powers also have a lot of capabilities not inferior to spirit abilities. Just like your Purple Demon Eye mental attack, right? We all have a lot of potential ourselves, and developing one is a kind of spirit ability. A spirit ability created by oneself will have an even deeper understanding than one brought by a spirit ring, and they're also even more practical."
Listening to Xiao Wu, Tang San couldn't help looking distracted a moment. He forgot about pushing away Xiao Wu, immediately sinking into deep thought. Xiao Wu's words could be described as having opened another door for him. If Dugu Bo's pointer before could be described as having created the thought of a prototype for his future abilities, then Xiao Wu's words erased the vagueness before his eyes, making everything become clear.
Xiao Wu leaned against Tang San's shoulder,
"Also, when we use spirit abilities we can also be more meticulous, coordinating our own spirit abilities, and coordinating with our companions' spirit abilities. Even if it isn't a spirit fusion ability, the effect should still be even more powerful than adding one plus one to make two."
Tang San astonished said:
"When did your insight become so penetrating, this is also what I've wanted to tell everyone. The coordination of our spirit abilities can still improve, especially the coordination of our own spirit abilities. Like your three spirit abilities right now, I think the best way of coordinating them is Demon Confusion, Teleport, Waist Bow. Using Demon Confusion to deadlock the opponent, teleport to instantly get close, then erupting with the strength of Waist Bow. That way it can doubtless show its greatest fighting strength. As long as the opponent is a little bit careless, they won't have the power to resist further."
Release the hands encircling Tang San, Xiao Wu took the initiative to separate from his wide chest, smiling at Tang San under the moonlight:
"Since you've already figured it out, then I'm at ease. Ge, I believe you will definitely be the most capable Spirit Master. I won't disturb you, I'm leaving first."
Finished speaking, she walked into the log cabin, collecting the lunch box and prepared to leave.
"Wait a moment."
Tang San stopped Xiao Wu, reaching behind her in a few steps, cautiously pulling up the long hair already trailing on the ground.
"I'll help you comb your hair, you can leave afterwards."
A blush bloomed on Xiao Wu's cheeks. Stretching back her hand and handing over a comb, she softly lowered her head.
The two meter long hair was so supple it originally didn't need any great effort to comb, but Tang San spent a full hour. Compared to last time, the braid he made this time was a lot better. In that peace and warm fragrance, his heart suddenly became incomparably penetrating.
Once Xiao Wu left, Tang San didn't return to the log cabin, but rather walked into the woods, slowly roaming the forest with the log cabin as the center, walking without pause. If one observed carefully, one could discover that his pace was unusually measured, the distance of each step practically exactly the same.
Even more peculiarly, Tang San always had his eyes closed. Walking without using his eyes to see, he still didn't bump into any trees, using the best path to unhurriedly advance.
Faint white light began to gradually appear over his body. In the places he passed, the exuberant blue silver grass on the ground would subsequently sway rhythmically.
Tang San walked just like this a whole night. After the night, as he returned to meditate in the log cabin, the blue silver grass in the forest seemed to have become more lush than before.
...
One month's time isn't particularly long, but this one month couldn't be called relaxed for the Shrek Seven Devils. Tang San only spent ten days in seclusion in the log cabin, returning to his companions after the ten days to accept Grandmaster's hell training alongside them.
The training Grandmaster gave them wasn't the same as before. According to what Grandmaster told them, this time's training was called the potential stimulating plan.
How was potential stimulated? Grandmaster explained it very simply, the greater the pressure, the greater the propulsion, the easier it would be to stimulate their potential.
Therefore, this potential stimulation plan consisted of constant battle. The Shrek Seven Devils didn't confront a lot of opponents. Only one. Slaughtering corner, Liu Erlong.
Liu Erlong's spirit power wasn't the strongest in the Academy. Compared to Zhao Wuji and Flender she was roughly a bit lower.
But in terms of combat ability, neither Zhao Wuji or Flender would dare confront her. Her attack methods consisted completely of that kind of berserk oppression, as frantic as an erupting volcano. She basically wouldn't give her opponents any chance to catch their breath.
Before Tang San emerged from the log cabin, Dai Mubai and the others would every day learn the intricacies of masochism under Liu Erlong's torrential attacks, but after Tang San's return, this situation changed. Even though they were still beaten, it wasn't as unsightly.
"Seven as one."
Tang San shouted loudly, swiftly retreating.
Right now he was already completely unable to breathe. An enormous flame in the shape of a giant dragon hiding the sky and covering the earth rushed out. Even though he was immune to fire, the tremendous force of impact contained within that flame wasn't something he had the ability to withstand.
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