Lin Xuan looked at Tang San's twisted expression after his Martial Soul was severed and suddenly understood.
He had actually forgotten that for a Control System Soul Master like Tang San, whose Martial Soul had physical form, the Blue Silver Vines extended from it were closely connected to his soul. If the vines were broken, he would inevitably suffer backlash.
Although Tang San could release his soul skills through summons, Lin Xuan and Tang San had fought too many times.
To better control the Blue Silver Grass in attacking Lin Xuan, Tang San had also made using Spirit Enhancement to cast soul skills a regular practice.
When Lin Xuan had read the Original Work in his past life, he had only found Blue Silver Bind troublesome. But after fighting Tang San personally, he had mostly relied on evasion and rapid attacks, never truly tearing Tang San's Blue Silver Grass apart completely.
Over time, both of them had forgotten this crucial weakness.
Now that he saw Tang San let out a muffled groan every time a vine was torn apart, as though stabbed by a sharp blade, his face growing paler and paler, a flicker of delight flashed through Lin Xuan's eyes.
Now that he had found Tang San's weak point, how could he hesitate in the slightest?
He feared Tang San would react and change the way he cast his soul skill.
His previously tentative steps suddenly accelerated, and he charged straight at Tang San like a wild horse breaking free of its reins.
No matter how thick or thin the Blue Silver Vines along the way were, as long as they blocked his path, he grabbed them directly. The Thousand Jin Strength in his arms erupted without restraint, and sharp, piercing cracks rang out one after another.
Every snap