Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Several Blue Silver Grass vines lashed out rapidly. Lin Yu did not even bother to dodge, allowing them to bind his body.
This was a blatant show of contempt toward Tang San.
But it delighted Tang San. "Arrogant fool, you actually didn't dodge my Blue Silver Entanglement!"
"I told you long ago—I, Tang San, am not merely a Soul Master!"
"You will pay for your arrogance and underestimating your opponent!"
"It's over!" The corners of Tang San's mouth curled upward. With a flick of his left hand, the Silent Sleeve Dart hidden in his sleeve activated instantly, firing three concealed arrows.
"What!"
But in the next second, the smile on Tang San's face vanished completely.
"You didn't think that using these underhanded hidden weapons would be enough to hurt me, did you?"
Lin Yu shook his head, instantly shattering the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around him. He extended two fingers.
With his bare hand, he effortlessly caught the sleeve darts between his fingers.
"How is that possible!"
"My First Spirit Ability came from a four-hundred-year Mandala Snake and possesses incredible toughness. Even a Soul Grandmaster would find it far from easy to break free from my Blue Silver Entanglement."
"This guy actually shattered my Blue Silver Grass so easily and even blocked my Silent Sleeve Dart!" Tang San was stunned.
After coming to this world for so many years, he had never encountered an opponent his own age who was this strong.
"Here, eat your sleeve darts."
Lin Yu flicked the darts clamped between his fingers downward, driving them directly into Yu Xiaogang, who was still pinned beneath his foot.
Pfft—
"AAARGH!!" Yu Xiaogang screamed again.
"Damn it!"
Taking advantage of Lin Yu attacking Yu Xiaogang, Tang San flung out another mass of tiny silver needles.
**Whoosh!