Chapter 87

After winning six consecutive matches, the opponent in the seventh match was finally different from the previous six, showing significant improvement in both adaptability and spell casting.

However, it was clear that even with Tang Jie’s storm-like attacks, his opponent’s fighting spirit quickly crumbled.

The child left in tears: "This is not fair, not even a spell was cast."

With no choice, Tang Jie could only comfort him: "I used the Wu Xiang Jin Shen, a body-strengthening spell from the Divine Lightning Sword Canon. You didn’t lose unfairly."

This greatly comforted the student.

Winning seven consecutive matches, the training field now had many people paying attention to Tang Jie’s battles.

Qiu Jing and others also looked grave.

Beside him, Li Huaihai whispered, "Seven matches in a row, this kid is clearly targeting us."

"Already noticed." Qiu Jing snorted, "He’s here to help his young master find a place to vent."

"Then he’s in for a tough time." Han Zhe, feigning sophistication, waved his fan and laughed, "There are hundreds of people on this training field. To draw us, he needs luck. He might get tired and still not draw us."

At this moment, a voice called out from afar, "Zhong Han, Tang Jie!"

Zhong Han’s face changed: "No way? So soon we’ve run into each other?"

Qiu Jing said, "No need to ask, he must have bribed Zhao Shuxin. That greedy bastard, he took our money and now he’s taking Tang Jie’s. He’s really trying to have it both ways."

"Damn it! Fight, I won’t necessarily lose!" Zhong Han said, though his words betrayed a hint of fear.

Entering the room, Zhong Han immediately used a defensive spell, but saw that Tang Jie didn’t move, just looking at him and saying, "You broke my young master’s puppet?"

"So what if I did?" Zhong Han raised his head proudly.

"Very well, that puppet cost my young master two thousand spirit coins. Pay up, and I’ll let you go."

Zhong Han was first stunned, then burst into laughter, "Pay up? Are you joking? Let you go? I won’t let you go. Wu Earth Sword!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and a yellow sword beam swept toward Tang Jie.

Tang Jie dodged to the side, charging at Zhong Han and punching him!

"Rock Armor!" Zhong Han shouted, and a layer of earth-colored armor appeared on his body.

In the next moment, Tang Jie’s fist hit Zhong Han’s armor, the immense force creating a dent in the rock armor, and Zhong Han was shaken back a few steps, his face changing: "What a powerful punch."

Tang Jie kicked Zhong Han, sending him flying.

Then he said coldly, "Say it again, pay up, and I’ll let you go."

"Pay up?" Zhong Han laughed so hard he couldn’t catch his breath: "Are you an idiot? What if I don’t pay? So what if I lose a match? What can you do? Have the guts to kill me?"

Tang Jie shook his head: "Since that’s the case... I have no choice but to do this."

He suddenly rushed forward, his hand like a knife, and slashed down.

Zhong Han was startled and instinctively blocked with his sword. Tang Jie’s palm knife cut down, striking the sword’s edge. With just one hit, the sword snapped in two.

Zhong Han was first stunned, then wailed, "My sword!"

This sword was also a low-grade magical tool, but it was unexpectedly broken by Tang Jie in one hit.

Tang Jie didn’t bother with him, taking his token and throwing him out.

Seeing Zhong Han’s miserable state, Qiu Jing and others also looked grim.

They weren’t surprised by Zhong Han’s defeat; their strength wasn’t much better than the previous students. But they didn’t expect Tang Jie to break Zhong Han’s sword.

"What do we do now?" they whispered to each other.

"This guy must have practiced some unknown technique, able to break weapons with his hands. He’s clearly targeting our weapons. We can’t use weapons against him." Qiu Jing said with a grim face.

"Then we can’t win?"

"Don’t worry, we’ll wear him down. He’s already fought eight matches. I don’t believe his spirit energy won’t run out. He can’t possibly defeat all of us."

However, when reality slapped them in the face, it was always merciless.

Tang Jie indeed defeated each of them one by one. Because they feared retaliation and didn’t dare use weapons, their strength was further reduced. Tang Jie fought even more easily than before, almost knocking them down one by one. Some tried to use their agility to wear him down, but Tang Jie’s Purple Lightning Leap was faster, and they fell even quicker.

One unfortunate student wore a magical armor, thinking it could withstand the attack, but Tang Jie grabbed it and tore it apart, causing him to cry and leave the field.

Winning several more matches in a row, seeing his companions fall one by one, even Qiu Jing and others’ faces grew increasingly grim.

Finally, another call rang out.

"Ye Xing, Tang Jie."

"Damn it, it’s our people again. How much did Tang Jie give Zhao Shuxin to make him so eager?" Everyone was so angry their teeth ached.

Ten spirit coins, Tang Jie’s offer wasn’t small. For a low-level student, one spirit coin was enough to make them ignore the rules, and ten spirit coins were enough to make them break the rules, especially for a student who had inherited the sword canon.

Ye Xing, however, didn’t care, and said in a deep voice, "Fight, let’s see who teaches who a lesson!"

Speaking of strength, Ye Xing was the best among them.

He waved his war hammer and walked into the room.

Though he was a rich young master, he had a face full of scars, short and fat, and his magical tool was a rare large hammer.

He practiced the Giant Bone Great Strength Technique, a rare body-shaping technique. Even in the Moon Washing Sect, this technique was extremely rare, giving him immense strength and making him excel in close combat. Without considering the long term, at least in the Spirit Apprentice stage, he had a natural combat advantage. Only Wei Tianchong’s fighting style could counter him; in general, few could match him in direct combat.

Because he used a war hammer, he wasn’t worried about Tang Jie breaking his weapon, so he used it confidently.

Entering the room, Ye Xing placed his war hammer on the ground, making a loud thud.

Ye Xing looked at Tang Jie and laughed, "Kid, don’t think I’m as easy to deal with as the previous rookies."

Tang Jie’s gaze lingered on the war hammer in his hand for a moment, then said lightly, "You used this hammer to smash my young master’s puppet?"

Ye Xing laughed loudly, "Yes, what kind of puppet? I smashed it to pieces with a few hits! Wei Tianchong was crying, hugging my leg, ha ha!"

He pointed to the scars on his face and said sternly, "See that? That’s from the puppet’s claws. I risked injury to smash it, I wanted to see how he would act afterward!"

"Good, very good!" Tang Jie nodded, "Since that’s the case, I’ll smash your hammer too."

"Smash my hammer? Are you joking?" Ye Xing couldn’t believe his ears.

His war hammer weighed over a hundred kilograms, impossible for a mortal to wield. Even he needed to use the brute force technique to wield it. Though it was cheaper than the puppet, it was much harder.

This guy actually said he would smash his hammer, it was absurd!

In the next moment, Tang Jie charged at him, punching at Ye Xing.

"Roar!" Ye Xing shouted, "Whirlwind Hammer!"

The large iron hammer whirled, creating a hurricane that swept toward Tang Jie.

Using the brute force technique and the whirlwind hammer, this was Ye Xing’s signature move. With the enhancement of the magical tool, this hammer had at least a thousand pounds of force.

Ye Xing was confident that Tang Jie would dodge this hammer.

No one could withstand his hammer, not even Tang Jie, and certainly not the strong ones on the list. Ye Xing always had full confidence in this.

As long as he dodged, Ye Xing would use wind needles to attack, and once hit, the opponent would be hindered, allowing him to smash the hammer on this bastard. He imagined the scene of Tang Jie’s bones breaking under his hammer, a cruel smile on his face.

Unfortunately, he couldn’t kill him.

He even felt a bit regretful about it.

But in that instant, he saw Tang Jie charge forward without dodging.

Facing the iron hammer, his eyes fixed on the hammerhead, he swung his fist and smashed it!

How could this be possible?

Ye Xing was slightly stunned.

He actually dared to punch the hammer?

Reality happened faster than thought.

At the moment the hammerhead met the fist, Tang Jie suddenly extended a finger.

A hidden finger under the iron hammer, a hint of bloodlight appeared.

It touched the iron hammer.

Just one finger!

Bang!

A burst of spirit light suddenly illuminated the entire room.

Ye Xing felt his grip loosen, the enhanced strength uncontrollable, and he fell forward involuntarily.

Falling toward Tang Jie!

In the midst of the iron shavings flying like dust.

Then he saw Tang Jie take a step forward.

Just one step.

A knee hit his abdomen.

"Ah!" Ye Xing let out a painful, shrill scream. This knee hit his abdomen so hard that he felt his liver and gallbladder almost burst.

Then he saw the world spinning, the sky and earth inverted... he flew out and fell heavily to the ground.

"Unbearable." Tang Jie lightly said these four words, casually clearing the iron shavings from his feet, a golden light silently entering his body.

Just now, he used the Bing technique. After two purifications, Tang Jie no longer fainted after using the Bing technique, but he still felt weak all over.

At this moment, Tang Jie casually took Ye Xing’s token, slashed it on his shoulder, a line of blood spurted out, and he walked out, the sound of Ye Xing’s wailing already heard, crying for his broken hammer.

Seeing Tang Jie come out, Wei Tianchong excitedly greeted him, "Did you win again?"

"Yep, I broke his hammer."

"Break his hammer?" Wei Tianchong exclaimed, "How is that possible?"

He could accept breaking a sword, but how could he break a hammer?

"Maybe he bought a cheap one." Tang Jie shrugged.

"…Tang Jie, even a cheap one is made of iron!"

"I practice the Shaohai Dongjin Technique. If it were wood, I might not have broken it."

"…"

At this moment, Ye Xing came out, holding his broken hammer.

Seeing Ye Xing’s hammer broken, Qiu Jing and others’ faces also changed, their eyes filled with caution when looking at Tang Jie.

The entire training field was now in an uproar.

Breaking a hammer in one hit, though no one knew what technique he used, the sheer strength was shocking.

Someone murmured, "Divine Lightning Sword Canon! This must be a technique from the Divine Lightning Sword Canon!"

In fact, the Divine Lightning Sword Canon did have many techniques that could break magical tools in one hit, but they required high-level cultivation. With just the Wu Xiang Jin Shen, Tang Jie would need at least three more years of cultivation to achieve this.

Therefore, what Tang Jie did was extremely risky.

But he had to do it.

This was an opportunity, an opportunity to openly break others’ weapons and benefit himself.

Missing this opportunity, he might not get another chance for a long time.

And with this experience, he would have a sufficient reason for doing it again in the future.

When some things can’t be hidden, it’s better to give them an excuse and let them appear openly. In this regard, he and Gu Changqing had the same mindset.

That’s why he had to create an injury, making everyone think that this hit was due to his excessive force, causing him to be injured as well.

Seeing him like this, Zhao Shuxin asked, "Do you want to continue?"

Tang Jie smiled, "I’ll rest for a while."

After so many matches and using the Bing technique, even he was temporarily unable to fight.

Sitting down, he began to circulate his energy to recover.

He was restoring his overused strength, but to others, it looked like he was healing himself.

Seeing this, everyone speculated that he would continue fighting, and the looks on Qiu Jing and others’ faces were filled with schadenfreude.

"Boss, what do we do now?" Han Zhe and others were also panicking.

Qiu Jing stomped his foot, "We leave!"

Leaving the training field, Tang Jie couldn’t find them anymore.

Everyone hurriedly left the field.

Seeing them leave, the field was immediately in an uproar, and the students burst into laughter. This kind of cheering was something they always enjoyed.

After today’s battle, Qiu Jing and others were thoroughly defeated, and they would likely not be able to hold their heads high in the future.

Tang Jie didn’t continue to provoke, just asking Wei Tianchong, "How about it? Are you satisfied?"

"Yep, I’m satisfied." Wei Tianchong grinned.

Breaking a sword, an armor, and a hammer, the losses were now greater on their side, and being publicly humiliated, the resentment was finally vented.

"That’s good." Tang Jie said indifferently, his eyes still following Qiu Jing and others. He saw Zhong Han and others throwing away their broken sword and armor, and an idea came to him: "Young master, can you do me a favor?"

"Sure, anything you ask, I’ll do it."

"Nothing much, did you see those two guys throw away the sword I broke? I want you to pick it up for me."

"What do you want it for?" Wei Tianchong was surprised.

"Nothing, just to keep as a memento. After all, it’s the result of my first fight here, so I should keep it well." Tang