Chapter 240: Stepfather and Stepmother (Two in One)

"You used to call me daddy, but now that you've grown wings, you've turned your back on me?"

"Su Cheng!"

Hearing those two words, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes went dark, her pretty face flushed, and steam seemed to be coming out of her head.

She pinched Su Cheng's arm fiercely, not knowing whether it was out of shame or anger, and her long black hair fluttered without wind.

Looking at the flirting expressions and conversations between the two people in front of him, Tang San suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

He and Xiao Wu used to laugh and scold each other in the same way.

But now things have changed, and that pretty girl has disappeared from his life forever.

One of the culprits who caused all this is now close at hand, but he is almost helpless.

The hatred for Su Cheng, the guilt for Xiao Wu, and the anger towards Zhu Zhuqing immediately made his eyes appear bloodshot.

"Su Cheng, if you are a man, don't hide behind a woman!"

As he spoke, eight ferocious spider spears suddenly broke out from his back.

His body danced as fast as lightning, and the eight spider spears stretched straight, stabbing forward like a spear, directly hitting the acupuncture points of the person in front of him.

It seemed that he was attacking Su Cheng, but in fact Tang San was still paying attention to Zhu Zhuqing's movements. If she wanted to support him, he could intercept her at any time.

The reason why he didn't stab all the spider spears at the same time was to completely block the opponent's dodge and leave room for himself to change his moves.

Moreover, Su Cheng's long sword martial soul was also extraordinary. If the soul power was too dispersed, it would be difficult to achieve success.

He was sure that at such a close distance, in this killing city where soul skills could not be used, Su Cheng and Zhu Zhuqing would definitely not be able to dodge his eight spider spears!

Once stabbed by the spider spears, the mixed poison flowing in them would instantly mix into the opponent's blood.

Even if they could not be killed immediately, it would inevitably cause the two people's status to be greatly reduced.

Combined with the secret hidden weapon techniques of the Tang Sect, they could definitely gain the upper hand.

Unfortunately, all that was just his wishful thinking.

Su Cheng had no intention of using his martial soul at all, and he slashed forward with his finger like a sword.

The innate power flowed through his meridians and flesh, without showing it outside.

Whether it was the powerful perception brought by the soul power, or the innate power in his body that was far higher than the soul power, plus Su Cheng could also use the method of breaking the pulse and continuing the breath to accelerate the energy circulation.

In terms of the speed of attack, even if Tang San had an external soul bone, how could he compare with Su Cheng now?

Then, in Tang San's slightly mocking eyes, the sword finger that looked like a mortal body actually easily blocked the first spear tip.

Not only that, the Eight Spider Lance also shattered under one blow.

Tang San immediately spit out a mouthful of blood.

The severe pain caused his body to spasm.

Su Cheng's strength far exceeded his imagination.

But he understood the principle of making a last-ditch effort, and he must not stop at this time.

The sound of the second spider spear piercing through the air sounded.

Then it was easily shattered again.

Tang San's face became paler.

As external soul bones, these eight spider spears had already become part of his body, just like his own bones.

The shattering of the eight spider spears brought him extremely intense pain.

However, this was just the beginning.

The more tragic collisions continued. The third, fourth, fifth...

In Su Cheng's indifferent eyes, Tang San soon only had the last complete spider spear left behind him.

He used up the last bit of soul power in his body and stabbed it out.

With this blow, the aura around him had also declined to a point that was difficult to detect.

"Shhh-"

A harsh friction sound rang out.

Tang San looked at his last spider spear in despair, which was also cut into pieces by Su Cheng's fingertips and then scattered on the ground.

He knew the hardness of the eight spider spears very well.

He really couldn't understand how Su Cheng did it. Just relying on flesh and blood, he easily shattered his trump card directly.

As the eight spider spears were shattered, his back was stained with blood, and his face was no longer bloody.

Zhu Zhuqing did not look at Tang San, but stared at Su Cheng's right hand fingers thoughtfully.

The more she observed, the more she found that the power was unusual.

For ordinary soul masters, soul power is soul power. Although it flows in the meridians, it is completely different from the body.

The body of a soul master is important, but in essence it is just a vessel for carrying soul power. The stronger the physique, the more powerful and older soul rings can be absorbed, and more powerful soul skills can be displayed, especially for beast soul masters who can possess martial souls.

So people like the White Tiger Dai family of the Xingluo Empire, the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex family, one of the top three sects, and even the Elephant Armor Sect in the Element Academy are all strong and healthy, and they keep trying their best to temper their bodies.

But the fundamental reason that determines the strength of the fighting power between soul masters is still the level and martial soul.

No matter how strong the physical fitness is, no one would choose to give up the martial soul and attach the soul power to the flesh to fight. That is simply like hitting a stone with an egg.

However, Su Cheng's move just now was beyond common sense.

He did use the so-called "innate power", but when he exerted the power, he used his fingers as a medium instead of using his longevity sword.

That kind of wonderful energy was completely integrated with his body, as if it was not soul power at all, but the power derived from flesh and blood.

At present, Su Cheng used his hand as a sword to deal with Tang San. This method was certainly not as direct as fighting with martial spirits.

But apart from the extra bonus brought by the quality of martial spirits, it was actually not much different from using his body as a martial spirit.

"Strange, how did he do it?" Zhu Zhuqing was a little confused.

On the other side, Tang San had begun to become a little crazy.

All eight spider spears were broken, and his eyes were blood red.

He summoned a small black hammer without hesitation and held it in his hand.

Clear Sky Hammer!

Chaotic Cloak Hammer Method!

However, he had just raised his hand, and the next moment——

"clang!"

The heavy and domineering black hammer head was directly intercepted and blocked by two white fingers before it began to rotate and accumulate power.

The innate power is originally a fusion of blood, soul power and soul. With the blessing of this mysterious energy, Su Cheng's body is no different from that of an ordinary soul master using his martial soul.

This kind of attack, of course, cannot be resisted by Tang San, who is a soul king and cannot use soul skills.

With a flick of his fingertips, the Clear Sky Hammer flew out of his hand in an instant.

Su Cheng pointed his fingers like swords directly at the center of Tang San's eyebrows who fell to the ground, "I forgot to tell you that I have been promoted to Soul Saint."

"What?!"

Whether he was knocked to the ground, all his external soul bones were cut off, or his entire back was stained with blood, Tang San's face, which had never changed, suddenly became extremely ugly at this moment.

His eyes widened, his pupils swayed slightly, and he seemed to be absent-minded for a moment.

His right hand, which was shining with jade light, also subconsciously paused.

At this moment, in his palm, he was holding a handful of fragments of the previous Eight Spider Lances - he had not given up, and was planning to use other hidden weapon throwing techniques to use these soul bone fragments for sneak attacks.

Su Cheng also looked at his hand, "So you'd better not use those sneak attack methods that are not up to standard to embarrass yourself."

"Damn it, you dare to insult my Tang Sect's hidden weapons!"

Tang San's palm trembled, and he gritted his teeth in his heart, "Soul Saint... It's only been more than a year, how is it possible!"

Before this, he did not sense the specific depth of Su Cheng's cultivation, but only thought that he hid his breath well.

After all, in the past, Su Cheng has always been good at doing this kind of thing.

It was precisely because he regarded him as a Soul King or Soul Emperor who was not much different from himself that Tang San dared to attack brazenly.

Otherwise, with his character, he would never be so impulsive.

Seeing that things had come to this point, he did not throw hidden weapons in vain, but began to think about other ways to get out.

When he learned about Su Cheng's level of cultivation, he wisely gave up the idea of ​​continuing to fight.

In Tang San's heart, the Tang Sect's unique skills are supreme, which is true.

But what is a "hidden weapon"?

A weapon that is fast to launch, highly concealed, and convenient for a surprise attack is called a hidden weapon.

When the opponent is on guard, the power of this thing will drop sharply, and even if he uses mysterious means to launch it, it will be difficult to reverse the decline.

At this time, Su Cheng looked at Tang San and said lightly: "Tell me, how do you want to die?"

After speaking, the powerful and terrifying sword intent crushed over, and instantly poured the murderous aura that Tang San had initially condensed in the past few days since he came to the Slaughter City into his body.

His face instantly became paler and paler, and blood spurted out of his mouth again.

Until this moment, he finally felt the huge gap between the two.

"How can it be so strong?!"

Tang San's eyes trembled, a little unbelievable.

It's not that he hasn't seen a soul saint, but he has never seen a soul saint with such a strong suppression power.

But then he thought of Su Cheng's performance in the Soul King stage, and his mind calmed down again.

This blow could not crush him.

As time passed, the pressure from the opposite side became stronger and stronger, and Tang San's forehead began to sweat.

"I can't die here!

"I haven't avenged Xiao Wu yet, and I haven't fulfilled my father's expectations. And my mother, my mother is still imprisoned in the Spirit Hall and suffering, waiting for me to rescue her!

"Su Cheng can improve so much in such a short time, he must have used many unorthodox methods. According to the teacher's theory, he is overdrawing his potential in advance.

"I have twin spirits, and the future space is huge. As long as I have more time, it is only a matter of time before I surpass him..."

Tang San's mind turned wildly, looking for a way to get out.

"Are you scared?" Su Cheng pointed his finger forward and pierced Tang San's heart in his chest, "Then let me make the decision for you. "

"Wait! "Tang San suddenly stood up and straightened his chest and shouted loudly.

Because of this action, even his pale cheeks flushed unnaturally.

As the blood surged in his body, the wound on his back burst again, sending waves of pain.

"What?"

"Su Cheng, I know you have always looked down on others. But you won unfairly today, do you dare to make a bet with me to fight again tomorrow?"

Su Cheng laughed when he heard it, "Didn't you provoke me first today? Why, now that you find yourself defeated, you start begging for mercy again?"

"I never beg for mercy." Tang San endured the severe pain in his back and stared at him coldly.

"Then tell me, how did I win unfairly?"

"First, you relied on your numerical superiority to bully the few; second, you relied on your higher cultivation to bully my Soul King with your Soul Saint, so I naturally don't accept it!"

"..."Su Cheng was silenced by these words.

After a while, he spoke: "Let's not talk about the fact that we didn't join forces to fight you at the same time. Before that, you also attacked first and spoke disrespectfully. What's the explanation for this? What's more, you also said before that when you come here, you should follow the local customs. How come it becomes an unfair victory if we fight according to the rules?"

"You don't need to argue here. That's just the fighting style of my Tang...Tang family."

"As expected of you." Su Cheng sighed, a little speechless.

So he asked back: "Anyway, you said before that I am a villain. In this case, why should I make a bet with you? Wouldn't it be easier to kill you here? What's more, what can you bet?"

"..."

Seeing that Tang San didn't answer, Su Cheng rolled his eyes and glanced at Zhu Zhuqing beside him, with a playful smile on his face.

He stretched out his fingers, gestured at himself and Zhu Zhuqing, and said lightly: "How about this, you bow to me sincerely and apologize, and then call me your foster father and her your foster mother, and I will let you go."

"You! Cough--"

As soon as the voice fell, before Zhu Zhuqing, whose pretty face was red beside him, could say anything, Tang San opened his eyes wide and shouted loudly.

In a hurry, another mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, and his face was already a little gray.

"Hurry up and decide, you don't have much time left." Su Cheng chuckled.

"Just call him, don't call me." Zhu Zhuqing suddenly added at this time.

But I don't know if it's because of shyness or anger, the voice seems to be a little trembling.

"You, you guys——"

Tang San's eyeballs are bulging, covered with bloodshot, and even the corners of his eyes have faint traces of blood seeping out.

If Su Cheng's previous words only broke his defense, Zhu Zhuqing's serious tone at this moment is even more lethal.

"Su Cheng! A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated, don't even think about it!"

"Very good, great spirit!" Su Cheng applauded, "So it seems that you are ready to die calmly?"

"Wait a minute!"

Su Cheng paused with his fingertips, his voice became cold, "If you want to shout, hurry up and shout, I have something to do."

"Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique! My Haotian Sect's Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique can be used as a bet!" Tang San shouted, "As a member of the Spirit Hall, you can't be unaware of the value of my Haotian Sect's unique skills!"

"Chaos Cloak Hammer Technique? You are really filial." Su Cheng raised his eyebrows and said sarcastically, "But unfortunately, I have my own self-created soul skills and don't look down on that thing."

"..." Hearing this, Tang San's eyes were filled with despair, and he quickly thought about other chips he could come up with.

As for the words that he would let him go if he was called "adoptive father" or "adoptive mother", he didn't believe it at all.

Tang San was not a fool, and that kind of words had no practical value at all. Even if he really kowtowed, the final decision was still in the hands of the other party. At that time, it would be meaningless except to make the other party more proud.

Only by exchanging interests can we have a chance of survival.

"However, although I am not interested in the chaotic cloak hammer method, you have something else that can be used as a bet." Su Cheng suddenly said.

Tang San's eyes lit up and he waited quietly for his next words.

"If I am not mistaken, you should have practiced some special method that can speed up the improvement of soul power, right?"

Hearing Su Cheng's words, Zhu Zhuqing, who had just calmed down after thinking about it, was stunned for a moment.

Then she looked at Tang San, who was severely injured in front of her.

She heard the implicit meaning in Su Cheng's words, but she didn't expect that the other party actually had such a thing as a method.

But then she felt a little confused.

To be honest, she didn't believe that Tang San could research such a method.

Even when practicing in Shrek Academy, the other party never had any opinions and let Yu Xiaogang make arrangements.

No matter how you look at it, it seems like an unlearned guy with a very shallow understanding and cognition of the basic knowledge of soul masters. How could he do this?

But Su Cheng's vision should not be wrong.

Sure enough, I still underestimated this guy. Where did he get the cultivation method?

On the other side, Tang San's eyes glowed red.

What a beast! How dare he covet his Tang Sect secret method!

This is his weak spot. Anyone who dares to covet it will die!

But the situation is stronger than people. Compared with life, other things can obviously be tolerated for the time being.

He gritted his teeth secretly and prepared to delay this difficult time first.

"You are right. I do have a technique that can cultivate soul power. When we fight again someday, we will use this as a bet!"

"Don't worry." Su Cheng looked at Tang San with a smile, and said bluntly: "I don't trust you. When you get out and run away, where can I find you?"

"What do you want?!"

"Leave something as collateral. For example, the first half of your cultivation technique."

He took out a pen and paper from the soul guide and threw it over, "Write half of it here. The rest will be left for later."

"..."

Tang San stared at the pen and paper in front of him, his expression a little dazed.

This is different from what he imagined.

"Hurry up." Su Cheng said impatiently.

The breath on his body was fluctuating, silently forcing Tang San.

Seeing this, Tang San hesitated for a while and then started writing.

He gritted his teeth in his heart, "It's just half of the Xuantian Gong. Even if I give it to him, he won't be able to practice anything. It may even delay his own practice..."

"I have also studied my own soul skills. You can tell whether it is true or false at a glance. Don't think about cheating." Su Cheng said lightly, "But with your knowledge, I guess you can't find anything that can be changed in such a short time."

Not long after, several pages of paper were filled.

Su Cheng took the manuscript, glanced at it a few times and didn't continue to look at it carefully.

He turned his eyes to Tang San, patted his shoulder gently, and whispered: "I'll wait for you to come to the appointment."

Then he looked around a few times and chuckled, "Be careful. In your current state, you may not be able to hold on to find me."

After that, he didn't stay any longer, took the half of the Xuantian Gong, and left here side by side with Zhu Zhuqing.

As the two walked away, the sound of fierce fighting soon came from behind...

"Why do you want him to apologize so much?" Walking on the road, Zhu Zhuqing was still thinking about the scene just now, and glanced at the man beside her with a strange look.

"Because I know he won't apologize." Su Cheng smiled, "This person has a strong sense of self-awareness and has his own set of thinking logic. But for a practitioner, this is not a bad thing. I guess he is proud of his perseverance at this moment."

Speaking of this, he raised the paper in his hand, "Fortunately, it's not a loss. With this thing, I can provide a lot of ideas."

Even if there is only half of the technique, it is enough for him.

Su Cheng didn't plan to learn Tang San's Xuantian Gong, just use it as a reference.

Although this technique is not completely consistent with the practice rules of this world, it is at least the result of many years of research and development by Tang San's previous life in the Tang Sect, and it is still very valuable.

Especially the research on meridians and the so-called "internal force" in it are worth using to verify his own ideas.

He hadn't thought of completely breaking Tang San's spine now.

If this led to the other party's complete hopelessness of inheriting the throne in the future, it would be a bit of a loss.

"Oh." Zhu Zhuqing nodded, wondering what she was thinking.

Su Cheng turned around and smiled: "Why, do you really want to be Tang San's stepmother? If you want, how about we have a baby?"

"If you keep talking nonsense, I'll tear your mouth apart." Zhu Zhuqing said coldly.

Then she looked at him suspiciously, "You seem to care about that Tang San? Is it because of his father?"

In her opinion, with Su Cheng's personality, it is impossible to talk so much nonsense to irrelevant people.

Either kill him directly, or just ignore him.

Unless there is other value, it won't take so long.

If it is really for that technique, there is a better way to get it, and it is a complete technique.

She knew that Su Cheng had planned for Tang San in the past, but at that time, the other party's goal was Xiao Wu, who was transformed from a 100,000-year soul beast, and he didn't seem to be interested in Tang San himself.

Why does the target seem to have changed now?

Su Cheng did not hide it, and nodded gently: "No matter how much he improves, he will not pose a big threat, but he may play a very critical role in the future, so he needs to stay."

"Aren't you afraid that he will die there?" Zhu Zhuqing raised her eyebrows, "The Slaughter City is full of desperate people, and his current condition does not look very good."

"If he dies, he dies." Su Cheng said lightly, "If he really dies there, it can only mean that the mud cannot be helped. Such a Tang San is of no use to me. He is just the most suitable choice at this stage, but not my only choice."

Not long after, Su Cheng and Zhu Zhuqing walked hand in hand into the outer city.

Not far ahead, Bibi Dong, Xie Yue, Hu Liena, Yan and the King of Slaughter were standing near the city gate waiting silently.

Under the powerful aura of Bibi Dong and the King of Slaughter, there was no one nearby, and the streets of the outer city were silent.

Su Cheng glanced at the few people, but did not let go of Zhu Zhuqing's hand. Instead, he pulled her over.

During this period, he had been trying to soothe the other party's emotions and continuously transmitting the diluted innate power.

At the same time, the five people in the distance also noticed the returning Su Cheng and the black-clothed figure with a hot body but a cold expression beside him.

Except for the King of Killing, the eyes of the other four people all fell on the two tightly clasped hands of the two.

Bibi Dong's eyes suddenly darkened.

Hu Liena swallowed silently, and suddenly her ears echoed the words that Qian Renxue had talked to her before leaving.

Xie Yue's Adam's apple also rolled up and down gently, secretly sighing that this trip was really exciting.

Compared with the secrets of the Pope and Qian Renxue's anger in the future, even this killing city with boiling murderous aura and weird environment at the moment seemed not so scary.

As expected, staying to accept the test is the most correct choice. Going back with them might be even more dangerous.

Even Yan, who usually has a low sense of presence and a simple mind, noticed the problem.

He blinked and quickly turned his gaze to another direction.