Another Spirit Ring Obtained!

Tang San's position was violently cleaved down upon by Blade's Shizun's Sword in that instant. The moment the blade struck the ground, it was as if underground explosives had detonated. Dust instantly erupted in every direction, forming a spectacular curtain of dust.

Tang San only felt a powerful gust brush past him. He had narrowly dodged that slash.

An indescribable sense of relief surged through Tang San's heart. Looking at the ground split apart by the sword aura, he secretly thought, This move is nothing special. If I can dodge it once, the chances of succeeding next time will only be higher! His confidence soared at that moment, as though he could already see his victory in the next clash.

Using the billowing dust as cover, Tang San planned to seize the chance to widen the distance between himself and Blade. He understood that he had failed to defend against the previous attack in time because of his own carelessness. Before the dust settled, he intended to find a new position and readjust his tactics.

However, at the very moment Tang San was secretly celebrating, Blade, who had deliberately swung his sword wide, suddenly lit up his blood-red eyes amid the dust. They flashed with cross-shaped Cold Light, like signal lamps in the night, especially glaring on this dust-filled battlefield.

A teasing smile curled at Blade's lips, revealing his control over the battle and his confidence. In an instant, his figure shifted like Ghost Charm, moving so fast it was nearly impossible to follow.

Then, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked Tang San squarely and viciously in his completely unguarded ass. The kick was both abrupt and ruthless, catching Tang San entirely off guard and instantly throwing his figure in the dust off balance.

With a loud bang!

Before Tang San could even feel the searing pain in his ass, his body had already shot backward like a cannonball. The force of that kick was immense, instantly launching him into the air.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Tang San's body rolled across the hard ground, every impact accompanied by a dull sound of bones striking earth. He tumbled several times before finally stopping, sprawled facedown and motionless.

Blade slowly drew Shizun's Sword and emerged from the swirling dust. He gripped Shizun's Sword tightly in his hand, and the blood staining its edge appeared even more vivid amid the dust.

The sword tip lightly dragged along the ground. With every step he took, the blade carved a deep trail into the earth.

Behind him, those blood-red Red Spider Lilies seemed to have received a summons and slowly sprouted from the ground.

They surrounded and oppressed the Blue Silver Grass that had blanketed the earth, stealing their nutrients, leaving Tang San's dear Blue Silver Grass like a Married Woman who had been taken advantage of yet did not dare resist, suffering miserably!

Blade walked to Tang San's side and looked down at him, sprawled on the ground and dazed from the kick. Drool ran from the corner of Tang San's mouth. Blade's lips lifted slightly, madness gleaming in his eyes as he mocked, "I never expected you to be so skilled at both revolution and rotation. Heh."

Blade's voice was full of ridicule and mockery. He seemed to be enjoying the amusement brought by this battle, as well as his absolute suppression of Tang San.

Tang San's prone figure formed a stark contrast with Blade's tall frame. At that moment, Tang San's dignity seemed to have been trampled beneath Blade's feet.

Tang San struggled to rise from the ground. Every movement intensified the pain in his ass, as though countless steel needles were stabbing into his nerves.

His eyes were filled with terror. The pain drained the color from his face, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

Hearing Blade's mockery, fury blazed within him. His features twisted into a savage expression.

At the same time, the fear transmitted by the Blue Silver Grass coursed through his body like an electric current. The plants' trembling unease made Tang San feel it as if it were his own fear spreading.

This undoubtedly added another layer of crushing pressure to his mind, leaving him both furious and afraid.

Gritting his teeth, Tang San forced out a few words. "You ambushed me!!"

Hearing this, Blade seemed to have heard the most absurd joke in the world. He nearly doubled over with laughter, feeling that even Konjac Jelly would burst from this sudden humor. "Hehehe, someone who only knows how to sneak attack from behind with hidden weapons actually has the nerve to accuse others of ambushing him? Tang San, is your joke supposed to make me laugh to death? Hahaha!"

Blade's laughter echoed through the air, filled with mockery and disdain. Yet it abruptly stopped, and his expression turned serious in an instant. His sword suddenly pointed at Tang San, its icy tip gleaming with Cold Light beneath the sunlight.

Then he spoke words that once again terrified Tang San to the extreme. "Tang San, how long are you planning to hide your precious hammer? I'm getting tired of waiting. Heh."

Blade's tone carried a teasing playfulness, as though he had long seen through every one of Tang San's secrets. The feeling of being completely exposed made Tang San's pores tighten instantly, and an indescribable chill rose from the depths of his heart.

Tang San's heartbeat accelerated. His heart was now like a battlefield, with all kinds of emotions tangled into a chaotic vortex. Terror, disbelief, shock, lingering fear—every emotion battered his mind like a raging storm.

How did he know?! How could he possibly know I have another hammer!! That's absolutely impossible!! Tang San's heart was filled with confusion and shock. His mind rapidly replayed every previous battle, trying to identify any possible oversight.

Right, when I awakened my martial spirit, that blind man didn't notice it. Could Blade have seen it?! Tang San's thoughts seemed to have found a breakthrough, only to plunge into an even deeper fog.

It must be that! Damn it, Father just warned me not to reveal the Clear Sky Hammer lightly. I never expected him to have seen it already!! His father's stern face and warning flashed through Tang San's mind, making his mood even heavier. He felt as though he had inadvertently exposed his greatest secret.

Damn it! He's been playing with me like I'm some clown!! Blade, you deserve to die a thousand times over!! Tang San's teeth ground together, fury blazing in his eyes as the rage in his heart nearly burst through his chest.

His hatred for Blade reached its peak at that moment. The sensation of being toyed with and looked down upon filled him with unbearable humiliation, while also awakening the defiance and fighting spirit deep within him.

Tang San's breathing gradually grew heavier. His hands clenched into fists, his nails digging deeply into his flesh, yet he could not feel the pain.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his heart: no matter what, he had to prove himself in this battle. Even if it was only for his scorned dignity, he would make Blade pay the price!

At this moment, Blade stood there quietly, his cold gaze fixed on Tang San. There was little expression on his face, as though everything remained under his control. Meanwhile, the System's voice kept ringing in his mind, as if scoring every stage of this battle.

Ding! The Protagonist has developed extreme fear toward the host. Portrayal Progress increased by 0.5%!

Ding! The Protagonist's mentality has been shattered by the host. Portrayal Progress increased by another 0.4%!

Current Portrayal Progress: 7.56%

Ding! Portrayal Progress has increased by 1%. Reward obtained: one lottery draw, plus one Hundred-Year Spirit Ring!

Ding! Does the host wish to equip the Spirit Ring now?

The System's question rang in Blade's mind. Without the slightest hesitation, he nodded lightly.

Following Blade's movement, a Spirit Ring flickering with the luster of a hundred years emerged from his body and encircled him, giving off a faint glow before disappearing again with great speed.

Tang San did not notice this scene.

Ding! Second Spirit Ring successfully equipped! Upgrading according to Portrayal Progress!

The System's voice rang out again. Blade could feel the Soul Power within his body rapidly strengthening, his power rising at a visible rate.

The corners of his lips lifted slightly, as though he was satisfied with the result.