Tang San's Defense Broken, Was a Useless Martial Soul Still Just a Useless Martial Soul?

"Lin Yuan, you can insult me, but you cannot insult my teacher!"

Tang San looked coldly at Lin Yuan, his voice low.

"My teacher's theories are invincible. I've already proven that myself!"

"You're too arrogant. You have no idea how vast the world is!"

Lin Yuan paused and turned around, looking at Tang San with some amusement.

"Me, arrogant?"

He turned to Xiao Wu beside him and asked:

"Xiao Wu, am I arrogant?"

"Other than when I'm with you, I've always kept a low profile, haven't I?"

Xiao Wu tilted her head in thought, then nodded seriously.

"Mm... maybe it's because you don't fit in?"

"Or maybe Tang San thinks you're arrogant because you rejected Master's offer to take you as his disciple several times."

"But I think you're pretty great. You're just telling the truth."

That little display of perfect harmony between the two made Tang San's face turn black as a pot.

"Words are useless!"

Tang San took a deep breath and slowly raised his right hand.

Deep Blue Light flickered as thick strands of Blue Silver Grass dotted with black spots emerged from his palm.

The bright yellow Hundred-Year Soul Ring beneath his feet pulsed slowly, radiating a dazzling glow.

"Lin Yuan, I challenge you!"

"If we win, you must apologize to Teacher and reconsider becoming his disciple!"

For some reason, seeing Lin Yuan and Xiao Wu holding hands just now had made his heart tighten.

Was he envious of their relationship?

Tang San himself was not sure.

Seeing Tang San summon the Blue Silver Grass from his right hand, Lin Yuan knew that this battle could not be avoided.

"Sure."

Lin Yuan released Xiao Wu's hand and gestured for her to step back.

"Since you insist on asking for a beating, I'll grant your wish."

"But let me make one thing clear first."

"If I win..."

Lin Yuan's gaze swept over Yu Xiaogang's stiff face before finally settling on Tang San.

"You master and disciple duo had better take a detour whenever you see me from now on. Don't come bothering me with those ridiculous theories again."

"And I hope you won't get your Defense Broken after I beat you!"

Lin Yuan's eyes turned cold. Black light flashed in his hand, and the God-Slaying Spear, radiating a chilling aura, abruptly appeared!

Its spear tip pointed straight at Tang San!

Lin Yuan's words were like a fuse, completely igniting the powder keg in Tang San's heart.

His First Martial Soul might have been Blue Silver Grass, but he had a cheat!

How Could It Be Possible for him to lose to a native like Lin Yuan?!

"Arrogant!"

Tang San shouted lowly as Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track activated beneath his feet. He turned into an afterimage and charged toward Lin Yuan.

"First Soul Skill—Entanglement!"

As the Soul Ring lit up, more than a dozen thick Blue Silver Grass Vines shot out like venomous snakes, sweeping toward Lin Yuan from all directions!

This was the skill granted by the Mandala Snake Soul Ring.

Not only was it tough, but it also carried Paralysis Toxin.

Tang San thought to himself that according to Teacher's theories, once an Assault Type Weapon Soul Master like Lin Yuan was restrained by a Control Type Soul Master, he could only be slaughtered at will!

"It's over!"

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang curled the corner of his mouth into a confident smile.

"Control Type restrains Assault Type. This is an iron law."

"On top of that, Xiao San's Blue Silver Grass has been enhanced by the Mandala Snake Soul Ring, making it as tough as vines."

"Once someone is touched by the Blue Silver Grass, its barbs will inject Paralysis Toxin."

"Lin Yuan, you will pay the price for your arrogance!"

However, faced with the vines blotting out the sky, Lin Yuan did not move his feet even half a step.

Under the gaze of his Double Pupils, all of Tang San's movements, even the attack paths of the Blue Silver Grass, became slow and riddled with openings.

"Flashy but useless."

Lin Yuan snorted coldly.

The God-Slaying Spear in his hand suddenly trembled. There were no fancy techniques, just one simple move—a horizontal sweep!

The spear shaft tore through the air with a thunderous boom!

An incomparably domineering Spear Intent erupted instantly!

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The Blue Silver Grass Vines that Yu Xiaogang had boasted were incomparably tough shattered the moment they touched the God-Slaying Spear.

Like fragile tofu, they were broken apart inch by inch!

"What?!"

Tang San's pupils contracted sharply, his face filled with disbelief.

How Could It Be Possible?!

This was Blue Silver Grass enhanced by a four-hundred-year Mandala Snake Soul Ring!

How could it be so utterly vulnerable?

Before he could react, a point of Cold Light had already pierced through the vines filling the sky and shot straight toward his throat!

"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!"

Terrified, Tang San instinctively used the Tang Sect Peerless Technique, his body shifting strangely to the left.

"Can you dodge it?"

Lin Yuan curled the corner of his mouth slightly. The spear in his hand traced a strange arc through the air, precisely predicting Tang San's landing point.

Smack!

The spear shaft slammed heavily into Tang San's chest!

Bang!

Tang San was sent flying five or six meters before crashing heavily onto the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Against Tang San, Lin Yuan had not even used a Soul Skill or any martial technique paired with his Cultivation Method!

"Xiao San!"

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically, and he hurried over.

Lin Yuan, meanwhile, stood with his spear lowered. Looking at the miserable master and disciple, he spoke indifferently:

"This is your so-called Mandala Snake Soul Ring?"

"This is your so-called Control Type restraining Assault Type?"

"Tang San, your Blue Silver Grass is too fragile."

Xiao Wu added, "Tang San, the foundation of Blue Silver Grass is too weak. Even if your first Soul Ring has a high age, it's still an ordinary-quality Martial Soul. Can it compare to a top-tier Martial Soul?"

"Lin Yuan, I'm hungry. Let's go eat, then cultivate."

Tang San stood there blankly, staring at the Blue Silver Grass in his hand in silence.

"I lost... in one move..."

"I couldn't even force Lin Yuan to use a Soul Skill."

Tang San's pride was ruthlessly crushed into pieces by Lin Yuan's black spear at that moment.

He did not understand.

Teacher had clearly said that Control Type restraining Assault Type was an iron law of the Soul Master world.

His Blue Silver Grass had clearly absorbed the Mandala Snake Soul Ring and gained the attribute of toughness.

Why did it seem like paper in front of Lin Yuan?

"Could it be... Blue Silver Grass really is a Useless Martial Soul?"

For the first time, Tang San began to doubt Yu Xiaogang's theories.

No matter what Soul Ring was added, a Useless Martial Soul was ultimately a Useless Martial Soul. Its inherent fragility could not be changed.

Indeed, his Defense was a little Broken.

Leaving aside Lin Yuan's combat awareness, the Spear Intent radiating from him and that razor-sharp Spear Qi alone were things his Blue Silver Grass could not touch.

"If..."

Tang San's left hand clenched unconsciously as he felt the heavy, domineering power in his palm.

"If I used the Clear Sky Hammer... would the result be different?"

Tang San knew that the quality of his second Martial Soul had to be far higher than Blue Silver Grass. Otherwise, neither his father nor Teacher would have been so excited.

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