Chapter 22

Amoli's "Fine Abyss Slash" and Shen Yuan's "Iron Gate Crush" collided head-on without any pretense.

Boom!

True energy collided violently, and countless tiny air currents swept out in all directions.

The two people at the forefront felt their internal qi and blood surge, and their bodies involuntarily retreated.

No one noticed that a figure was moving against the chaotic air currents.

Shen Yuan felt a blur before his eyes as a figure appeared in front of him without any warning. His pupils suddenly contracted: Tang Tian! Several tiny air currents cut into Tang Tian's cheeks, but he seemed unaware.

Shen Yuan's reaction was also extremely quick. Although his true energy had not recovered, he still sealed Tang Tian's position with his right palm.

When Shen Yuan's gaze met Tang Tian's calm eyes, he couldn't help but tremble. What a terrifying opponent!

Fortunately, he only knows Flash Punch...

This thought had barely formed in his mind when he saw Tang Tian's fist.

The fist was enveloped in a faint white glow, and Shen Yuan was momentarily stunned: Fist Light!

How can Flash Punch use Fist Light?

Bang!

The Flash Punch enveloped in Fist Light disappeared in the air and reappeared in front of Shen Yuan almost simultaneously.

Shen Yuan shuddered, flipped his palm, and tried to block Tang Tian's punch.

When the fist and palm met, Shen Yuan felt a sharp pain in his palm. A sharp true energy from Tang Tian's fist drilled into his palm, and his defenses immediately crumbled.

Shen Yuan inwardly cursed.

Unfortunately, Tang Tian didn't give him any time to react. The second punch found its way through the gap and struck Shen Yuan's shoulder hard.

Shen Yuan grunted, feeling a sharp pain in his shoulder. His true energy scattered, and he flew out like a sandbag.

Tang Tian moved even faster. He almost flew out with Shen Yuan, and in mid-air, his fist swung like lightning again.

Shen Yuan, losing his balance, watched helplessly as Tang Tian's fist, like a meteor, whizzed toward his face. He closed his eyes, expecting a hard hit.

"I surrender!"

Bang!

Shen Yuan felt a sharp pain on his face, his head went numb, and he felt as if he had been nailed to the ground by a heavy hammer.

His last thought before losing consciousness was: Didn't I already surrender? Why such a vicious move...

Tang Tian's feet landed.

Panting, his breaths sounded like a bellows, and he was drenched in sweat.

"Basic Tang, he already surrendered, didn't he?" Amoli's weak voice came from behind.

Tang Tian's breathing finally steadied. He straightened up and smiled brightly: "If he surrenders, how can I plunder the spoils of war? Only with spoils can one be called a victor!"

"But..." The kind-hearted Amoli hesitated.

"There's no 'but.' Go find me a rope quickly," Tang Tian urged.

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Shen Yuan's face turned cold as he slowly woke up. The first thing he saw were two faces. Amoli's face was full of sympathy and pity, while Tang Tian's face was as dark as a pot bottom, looking extremely unfriendly.

"Who are you, daring to impersonate a Tianjing student!" Tang Tian roared.

"I didn't impersonate anyone," Shen Yuan subconsciously replied, still not fully awake.

Tang Tian flew into a rage: "You still want to lie to me! Which Tianjing student is so poor that they don't even have a single coin on them!"

"I..." Shen Yuan opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.

"Basic Tang, he is really from Tianjing. I know him," Amoli interjected.

Tang Tian's expression turned to one of deep sorrow: "That makes it even worse! When did Tianjing students fall so low that they can't even afford the spoils of war after a defeat? This is an insult to the noble Tianjing!"

Shen Yuan was at a loss, realizing that Tang Tian was upset because he couldn't find any spoils on him. Shen Yuan usually focused on his cultivation, maintaining a simple and low-profile lifestyle, so he naturally didn't carry much.

"I've decided to strip them both naked and hang them at the entrance of Tianjing Academy to vent my anger," Tang Tian said darkly.

Amoli was speechless, stammering: "B... Basic Tang, that's too cruel..."

Tang Tian glared: "Cruel? No poison, no hero!"

Shen Yuan's mouth dropped open, stunned.

It wasn't until a hand started to strip his clothes that Shen Yuan snapped back to reality, panicking: "Wait! I'll ransom myself! I'll ransom myself!"

Shen Yuan was genuinely frightened. The thought of being stripped and hung at the entrance of Tianjing Academy made him shudder involuntarily.

"My anger is like a raging fire. How do you plan to quench it?" Tang Tian squatted down, his face dark, and asked condescendingly.

"What do you want?" Shen Yuan tried to remain calm, but his trembling voice betrayed his fear.

Amoli quietly moved to the side, his face full of sympathy. Shen Yuan, the famous iron man of Tianjing, had been reduced to such a pitiful state by Basic Tang. How pitiful!

Fortunately, I'm on the same side as Basic Tang...

Amoli felt a sudden sense of relief.

"Since we are all warriors, let's talk about Soul General Cards," Tang Tian said, pretending to cough lightly. "But you should consider carefully. What kind of Soul General Card would be worthy of your status? Of course, more importantly, it should quench my anger."

"Soul General Cards..." Shen Yuan felt a slight relief. He was a martial arts enthusiast and had collected quite a few Soul General Cards: "What kind of Soul General Card do you want?"

Tang Tian, seeing Shen Yuan's expression, bared his teeth, secretly delighted. A fat sheep!

But he maintained a calm facade: "Have you heard of a close combat expert?"

"Close combat expert!" Shen Yuan's eyes widened, and he stared at Tang Tian for a long time without speaking. Tang Tian felt as if something had grown on his face.

"You actually want to pursue the path of a close combat expert!" Shen Yuan's tone held a hint of respect: "I lost without regret."

It sounds like a close combat expert is very powerful... Tang Tian mused. It seems Old Wei didn't lie to me.

Shen Yuan was somewhat excited: "If you want to be a close combat expert, the basic framework consists of five martial arts: lightness, finger techniques, palm techniques, fist techniques, and joint techniques. What cards do you have?"

Tang Tian, seeing Shen Yuan more excited than himself, felt a bit uneasy. He took out the three cards he had plundered from Yang Yong: "Here, these three. But I plan to exchange [Iron Mud Finger] because my five elements are balanced, and I can't cultivate it."

"Oh, these two lightness cards are fine. With balanced elements, [Iron Mud Finger] can be exchanged for [Eagle Claw Technique]. The value of the two cards is equivalent, and the third-level [Eagle Claw Technique] is quite powerful. For palm techniques, I have [Shadow Shattering Palm], which emphasizes change and is very suitable for close combat. Your [Flash Punch] is good, but its power is a bit weak. At the third level, you can cultivate [Small Collapse Punch]. For joint techniques, I have a third-level [Continuous Technique]."

"This combination is very comprehensive. [Eight Steps to Catch a Cicada] is known for its speed, [Eagle Claw Technique] for its quick strikes, [Shadow Shattering Palm] for its deceptive moves, [Small Collapse Punch] for its explosive power, and [Continuous Technique] for its devastating close combat. Every part of the body, from knees to elbows, can be used as a weapon!"

"Very professional!" Tang Tian's eyes sparkled.

"Very impressive!" Amoli was genuinely impressed. Not many people could explain things so thoroughly. Various martial arts belong to different systems, and being familiar with so many martial arts shows Shen Yuan's deep immersion in the martial path.

"I didn't expect you to have the courage to challenge the difficult path of a close combat expert. It's truly admirable." Shen Yuan, full of respect, said solemnly: "I have the three Soul General Cards [Shadow Shattering Palm], [Small Collapse Punch], and [Continuous Technique]. I'll give them to you. Don't worry, they are all silver cards."

Tang Tian beamed: "Hmm, I misjudged you. You're a good young man too!"

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At Shen Yuan's home.

"These three Soul General Cards, please accept them," Shen Yuan solemnly presented the three cards, while Yang Yong looked furious.

Tang Tian took the three cards and left with Amoli, who was overjoyed.

Yang Yong couldn't help but ask: "Old Shen, why did you really give them the cards? If we act now, we can definitely turn the tide!"

Shen Yuan replied calmly: "Then what? Can we kill them? Such a defeat is a stain that can never be washed away."

Yang Yong was speechless.

Shen Yuan was right. Even if they defeated Amoli and Tang Tian again, with their status, victory was expected, but defeat was a disgrace, and any defeat was a disgrace.

"Do you know what they were thinking?" Shen Yuan said without a trace of emotion: "He said if they couldn't quench their anger, they would strip us naked and hang us at the entrance of Tianjing Academy."

Yang Yong's face turned pale. When he imagined the scene Shen Yuan described, he shuddered and couldn't help but shout angrily: "How can they be so vicious!"

Shen Yuan patted Yang Yong's shoulder, comforting him: "A few cards are nothing, it's better to spend money to avoid trouble."

Yang Yong said nothing more. He suddenly felt relieved. Yes, a few Soul General Cards are nothing.

"Besides, if he really cultivates these Soul General Cards, hehe," Shen Yuan smiled sinisterly: "He will be in trouble!"

"Is there something wrong with these Soul General Cards?" Yang Yong asked curiously.

"There's nothing wrong with the Soul General Cards, and even the martial arts I chose for him are the most reasonable," Shen Yuan sneered.

Yang Yong was confused: "Then why will he be in trouble?"

Shen Yuan shook his head: "You don't understand the profession of a close combat expert. It's a very complex and difficult profession. Without extraordinary talent, it's impossible to succeed. The characteristics of these martial arts are completely different. In theory, the combination is perfect. If he can cultivate them, there will be no weak points."

Yang Yong was more and more confused.

"But no one does it this way. For example, if I mainly cultivate Iron Palm, I would choose Iron Fist, which shares similarities with Iron Palm. This way, my cultivation time can be greatly shortened. If I learn a completely different fist technique, the cultivation time will be much longer. And if I learn five different martial arts? The time required will be even more."

"Only those with extraordinary talent can cultivate as a close combat expert. They can master each martial art in a short time. With Tang Tian's talent and five completely different martial arts, hehe, he will only become more mediocre."

Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes and said calmly.

Yang Yong suddenly felt a chill.

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