Tang San's Despicable Tactics, Luo Chuan's Fury

Tang San's expression was resolute, and the way he looked at Luo Chuan carried anger and a faint killing intent.

"Kid, you!" Zhao Wuji's face darkened. This had been entirely an accident, yet Tang San had become so aggressive. How could Zhao Wuji fail to sense that faint killing intent?

Luo Chuan stepped forward slowly. "Luo Chuan, level thirty-three assault-type War Soul Venerable. Please!"

The moment the word "please" fell, Tang San attacked directly. He did not choose to fight Luo Chuan at close range, because he knew that even with martial arts such as the Mysterious Heaven Skill, he would not be Luo Chuan's match. Then he would test the power of the Blue Silver Emperor.

Two yellow and one purple soul rings pulsed slowly. Deep Blue crystalline vines drilled out from the ground, while golden patterns on several Blue Silver Grass leaves radiated a noble glow.

"What kind of martial soul is that?" Zhao Wuji looked at the Blue Silver Emperor and felt that this martial soul was anything but ordinary. But he quickly accepted it. How could second place on the Heavenly Ranking lack a powerful martial soul?

"Blue Silver Emperor? Plant-type. You're no match for me!" Luo Chuan shook his head slightly, then slowly raised his right hand. A Thirty-Six Petal Twin Lotus of Three Lifetimes appeared.

The lotus platform had thirty-six lotus leaves, growing in alternating red, black, and gold.

The lotus platform floated in the air. With a thought from Luo Chuan, the red lotus leaves detached on their own and transformed into a twelve-petal Red Lotus. As for the remaining twenty-four-petal lotus platform, it disappeared into Luo Chuan's palm.

"Good kid, a lotus martial soul can have this many tricks?" Zhao Wuji praised. He had only known that Luo Chuan's martial soul was strange, but he had never expected it to be a martial soul with so many different functions.

Zhao Wuji was focused on the martial soul, but Tang San, Dai Mubai, and the others were watching the soul rings beneath Luo Chuan's feet.

"Three rings. No, impossible!" Dai Mubai looked as if he had suffered an enormous blow, shaking his head fiercely. "Impossible! Yellow, purple, black. How could the second ring be purple and the third be black?"

The entire area fell silent. Even Zhao Wuji stood frozen in place. Just what kind of monster was this? Why had he not made it onto the Heavenly Ranking?

Tang San's expression turned grave. He had no time to concern himself with Luo Chuan's soul ring configuration. Luo Chuan had used a Golden Lotus earlier, which seemed to possess healing power. This red lotus platform, on the other hand, appeared to wield the power of fire.

Fire was the natural bane of plant-type martial souls.

The red fire lotus slowly expanded and rose beneath Luo Chuan's feet. Its lotus leaves enclosed him within.

With a thought from Tang San, the Blue Silver Emperor vines transformed into sharp spears and thrust forward. Yet the Blue Silver Emperor vines, countless times tougher than Blue Silver Grass, were reduced to ashes the instant they approached Luo Chuan.

Within the range covered by those red lotus leaves, it was like a forbidden zone where nothing could exist. The Blue Silver Emperor could not effectively restrain or attack Luo Chuan at all.

"Hmph, my strength doesn't lie solely in my martial soul!"

Tang San gave up without hesitation on using the Blue Silver Emperor to attack Luo Chuan. Vines shot out everywhere, instantly covering the entire Training Field in a tangled mass of roots and branches.

Tang San's body shifted as he activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, leaving behind streaks of afterimages. One iron nail after another, gleaming with cold light, shot from his hands.

Seeing Tang San use Hidden Weapons, Luo Chuan withdrew the Red Lotus. The Karma Fire Red Lotus was not particularly effective at defending against Hidden Weapons, making it dispensable. With his current strength, he could not instantly reduce iron weapons to ashes.

Tang San activated his Purple Demon Eye. His hands drew out trails of afterimages, while he darted and leapt about with the aid of the Blue Silver Emperor vines.

"Damn!" Dai Mubai watched the two fight like immortals in the middle of the Training Field and immediately cursed. Was this really a battle between Soul Elders?

Zhao Wuji watched Luo Chuan with a solemn expression and furrowed brows. Tang San's Hidden Weapons were far too dangerous. If he lost control, the consequences would be impossible to predict. Had Tang San never considered what would happen if Luo Chuan failed to dodge?

Zhao Wuji was ready to intervene at any moment. Tang San clearly had not considered Luo Chuan's safety, but he could not simply let this continue.

However, the battle on the small square changed in an instant. Unless he stopped the fight altogether, even he could not guarantee that Luo Chuan would remain unharmed.

"Will you only dodge? Why won't you fight back?" Tang San spoke when his Hidden Weapons repeatedly failed to achieve any effect.

Luo Chuan remained calm, his gaze fixed on Tang San. He casually caught a Bone Penetrating Nail, then flicked it fiercely.

"Hmph, showing off before an expert!"

Tang San snorted coldly. A single Bone Penetrating Nail posed no threat to him whatsoever.

Yet this could not go on forever. Xiao Wu's injury had clouded Tang San's judgment. His eyes were filled with hatred, but when he observed Luo Chuan's dodging pattern, a sinister smile surfaced on his face.

Luo Chuan frowned. If he fought back, Tang San would be no match for him at all. But this Tang San truly did not know when to stop.

Black diamond-shaped throwing blades attacked from three directions at once. Luo Chuan casually caught one between his fingers, then knocked the other two aside with two sharp clangs.

At that moment, Tang San suddenly threw three fine needles. They were as fast as lightning, but Luo Chuan casually twisted his body and dodged them.

However, as Luo Chuan turned aside to evade them, he discovered that he was eight meters directly in front of Zhu Zhuqing. The three needles brushed past his chest, but two of them were actually headed for Zhu Zhuqing.

Without a moment's hesitation, Luo Chuan flashed forward. For the first time, he exposed his back to Tang San, extending both hands toward the two needles.

Zhu Zhuqing did not understand what was happening, but when Luo Chuan caught the two needles between his fingers by the narrowest margin, with the needles only an inch away from her shoulders, she understood his intention.

But behind Luo Chuan were dozens of Hidden Weapons. Money darts, sleeve swords, Bone Penetrating Nails, Soul Piercing Needles. There were at least thirty of them, attacking Luo Chuan from every direction.

"Be care—" Zhu Zhuqing opened her mouth to warn him, but before she could finish, a Golden Lotus rose beneath Luo Chuan's feet. The twelve-leaf lotus protected him at its center.

Clang, clang, clang, clang.

Sparks scattered behind Luo Chuan as the Hidden Weapons struck the golden barrier.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were filled with shock. She had thought Luo Chuan's dodging meant he could not defend himself. Now it seemed that he had merely been going easy on Tang San. But those two needles—had they been intentional, or...

Luo Chuan looked at the two needles in his hand, and his face immediately darkened. "You really... don't know when enough is enough!"

Luo Chuan flung the two needles aside and was about to turn around. Yet at that moment, he instinctively tried to move sideways. But upon seeing Zhu Zhuqing, he shoved her away and rolled aside himself.

The golden barrier shattered. Luo Chuan was instantly enveloped by the tri-colored lotus platform again. Zhu Zhuqing did not understand, and hurriedly looked toward Luo Chuan.

But Luo Chuan's entire body trembled, sweat beading on his forehead almost instantly. His fists clenched tightly, and his eyes flashed with ferocity.

Yet Tang San's attack did not stop. His movements were strange, while Blue Silver Emperor vines crowded toward Luo Chuan.

"You're courting death!" Luo Chuan endured the piercing pain inside his body and swept his right hand. The red fire lotus instantly bloomed, petal after red petal exploding as flames swept toward Tang San. All the Blue Silver Emperor vines were reduced to ashes in an instant. Yet Tang San ignored it all. A small hammer appeared in his palm as he sought to deal Luo Chuan a devastating blow.

But Luo Chuan suddenly roared, "Come out!!!"

Veins bulged on his forehead, and his face flushed red. In just a few seconds, drops of sweat fell from him.

At that moment, points of golden light bloomed from five places: Luo Chuan's left shoulder, beneath his ribs, left arm, right shoulder, and left waist. Then Luo Chuan forced out four thin golden threads, fine as hairs.

Zhu Zhuqing, who stood closest, covered her Red Lips and stared at Luo Chuan in disbelief. She was close enough to see clearly that when those golden threads were forced out, they were visibly curved. Luo Chuan had forcibly pulled them out with his Soul Power.