Tang San's Theory Collapses! Whipped Like a Spinning Top! Brutally Crushed!

Blue Silver Emperor?

Those three words exploded in Tang San's mind like a thunderbolt!

He stood frozen on the spot, his mouth slightly open and his mind completely blank.

What was a Blue Silver Emperor?

He had never heard of such a Martial Soul!

He looked at Lu Ming in confusion and instinctively asked, "Blue Silver Emperor... what is that?"

He still could not understand why his Martial Soul acted like a mouse before a cat, even causing his soul skills to fail outright.

Seeing his utterly distraught appearance, Lu Ming said calmly:

"Blue Silver Grass is the most common plant on the Douluo Continent, and also the largest population."

"And the Blue Silver Emperor is the emperor of all Blue Silver Grass."

"Before an emperor, any ordinary Blue Silver Grass can only submit."

"If your Martial Soul is fortunate enough to evolve, perhaps... it could become a Blue Silver Emperor as well."

Evolve?

The evolved form of my Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul... is the Blue Silver Emperor?

Did that not mean this person's Martial Soul was innately a rank above his own?

The Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul he had always been proud of, believing it possessed limitless potential and was not inferior even to the Clear Sky Hammer...

Was merely someone else's downgraded version?

Compared to it, his Martial Soul was trash!

A powerful sense of humiliation surged into Tang San's heart, instantly turning his entire face Liver Color.

He had always believed his Blue Silver Grass was special, different from all others.

But now, reality had delivered him a resounding slap across the face.

It turned out that his Martial Soul was not special—it was simply that he had never seen a truly noble bloodline!

"Why..." Tang San muttered, his eyes unfocused. "Why do you have a Blue Silver Emperor..."

Lu Ming did not answer that question.

He merely watched Tang San quietly, his gaze like that of someone looking at a clown.

That gaze was like that of someone looking at a clown.

"Your Blue Silver Grass looks rather fragile." Lu Ming's voice was calm.

"You!"

Tang San's eyes instantly turned bloodshot, his chest heaving violently.

Humiliation!

This was naked humiliation!

Everything he took pride in had become a joke before this person!

His Martial Soul was suppressed by bloodline, his soul skills had failed outright, and even the theoretical knowledge he had always been proud of had been completely overturned!

"You forced me to do this!"

Tang San's voice was hoarse, every word seeming to be squeezed through clenched teeth.

He abruptly raised a hand. His originally fair palm instantly became warm and jade-like, emitting a faint glow.

The Tang Sect's supreme art, Mysterious Jade Hand!

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of air being torn rang out as several black streaks shot from between his fingers, aiming directly at Lu Ming's vital points!

They were Hidden Weapons coated in deadly poison!

Yet faced with this sudden Sneak Attack, Lu Ming did not even raise an eyelid.

His figure suddenly became elusive and unpredictable.

His Footsteps seemed slow yet were actually swift, as if he were strolling leisurely through a courtyard, and yet like willow catkins drifting in the wind.

The poisoned Hidden Weapons could not even touch the corner of his clothes. They all missed, embedding themselves in the distant ground and tree trunks.

Lingbo Weibu.

"Th-this... what kind of footwork is this?"

Tang San's eyes nearly popped out.

He could see clearly that the other's footwork was incredibly profound, filled with the natural essence of the Dao. It seemed utterly unstructured, yet secretly conformed to some supreme principle of Heaven and Earth.

It was more than several times more exquisite than his own Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!

A deep sense of helplessness welled up in his heart.

Why?

Why was every single thing this person possessed stronger than his own?

That helplessness was swiftly replaced by towering fury.

"You actually dare dodge?"

Tang San roared, his expression growing somewhat crazed.

"Do you know how much effort I put into making these Hidden Weapons? You actually dare dodge them!"

In his eyes, the fact that the other person did not stand there and let himself be killed was the greatest possible disrespect toward him!

Lu Ming stopped walking and looked at him as though he were a Fool.

That look completely ignited the last remnants of Tang San's reason.

"You have already seen my Hidden Weapons. I will never let you leave alive!"

Tang San thrust out both hands. From his sleeves and waist, countless Hidden Weapons poured out toward Lu Ming like floodwaters released from a broken dam, dense and overwhelming!

Flying needles, iron caltrops, Bone-Piercing Nails...

"Let's see how you dodge this!"

This time, Lu Ming did not dodge.

He merely stood there quietly.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

Countless Hidden Weapons pierced his body, bringing up strings of tiny sprays of blood.

A ferocious smile appeared on Tang San's face.

Yet his smile soon froze.

The wounds on Lu Ming's body left by the Hidden Weapons were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Strands of Purple-Gold light flowed around the wounds. The Hidden Weapons embedded in his flesh were forced out by a gentle force, falling to the ground with clanging sounds.

In the blink of an eye, he was completely restored, without so much as a trace of injury remaining.

"Th-this... wh-what ability is this?"

Tang San was completely dumbfounded, even beginning to stammer.

"Why... why is your Blue Silver Grass completely different from mine!"

Lu Ming dusted off nonexistent dirt from his sleeve and calmly spoke two words.

"Life System."

Life System?

Tang San was struck as though by lightning, standing rooted to the spot.

Yu Xiaogang's words to him echoed through his mind.

"Tang San, remember this: Blue Silver Grass is a standard Trash Spirit. Its only path forward is the Control System!"

"Anyone who tries to cultivate Blue Silver Grass into the Power Attack System or any other system is indulging in fantasy and courting death!"

His Teacher's theories had always been the absolute truth he revered.

Yet the person before him had taken an unheard-of path: the Life System!

And this Life System was incredibly strong!

Absurdly strong!

This near-immortal ability was simply every Soul Master's nightmare!

The theory... had collapsed.

Tang San felt as though his entire worldview had been utterly crushed at that moment.

Lu Ming did not give him any more time to think.

The Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul behind him suddenly blazed with light. Countless vines bearing Purple-Gold Veins shot into the sky like awakened dragons.

Rather than coiling around Tang San as his did, these vines transformed into indestructible spears, shooting toward Tang San with shrieking gusts that tore through the air!

Tang San's face paled in horror. In his panic, he could only use Mysterious Jade Hand and Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to desperately block and evade.

Yet the Blue Silver Emperor's vines were unimaginably tough and endlessly regenerative.

The moment one was knocked aside, ten more attacked from even trickier angles.

Pshk!

A vine pierced through Tang San's shoulder blade. Its immense force sent his entire body flying, viciously nailing him to a large tree.

"Ah!"

Sharp pain surged through him, and Tang San let out a miserable scream.

But he did not even have a chance to catch his breath before even more vines had reached him.

Whipping, piercing, crushing!

Tang San was like a rag doll, mercilessly Tread upon by the Blue Silver Emperor's vines.

The sounds of bones breaking rang out without end.