Little San Truly Deserves to Be My, Yu Xiaogang's, Disciple-He Has My Flair from Back Then!

Compared to the Shrek group who had appeared yesterday, Tang San was clearly much inferior.

Even Ma Hongjun, who had lost his match for teasing a female Spirit Master, had made a far better impression than Tang San.

After all, although the latter's Soul Power was decent,

his white First Spirit Ring configuration was truly lacking.

Coupled with the fact that his Spirit was Blue Silver Grass,

the spectators present were even somewhat disappointed.

Clang—!

At that moment, the man in yellow robe flipped his right hand, and his long spear slammed heavily into the ground.

The point of impact immediately cracked apart.

Centered around the spear, cracks spread out like a spiderweb for half a zhang.

Whoosh—!

With a flash of his body, the man in yellow robe dragged his spear and charged toward Tang San.

"Whoa—!"

"What incredible speed!"

The spectators below were startled. He was clearly an Assault Type Battle Spirit Master,

yet his speed was already nearly comparable to that of some Agility Attack Type Battle Spirit Masters.

It was truly terrifying.

It was not just the audience—Tang San was also alarmed.

He circled his hands before him, stepped with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and immediately used Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon.

At the same time, strands of Blue Silver Grass resembling vines wrapped toward the man in yellow robe from every direction.

First Soul Skill—Blue Silver Bind!

His opponent was a strong attacker, and the effects produced by his Blue Silver Grass were instead inferior to the Mysterious Heaven Skill.

To be safe, Tang San unleashed every move he had.

"Hmph—!"

The man in yellow robe gave a cold snort.

With a forceful swing of his right arm, the spear he had been dragging behind him suddenly turned its tip around.

It traced a graceful arc