Another Battle: Blue Silver King vs. Blue Silver Grass

Lin Xuan was immersed in the pain of synchronizing with Tang Wulin's power for seven whole days.

Every inch of his bones felt as if it had been crushed by a heavy hammer.

Every Divine Soul was being scorched in the Lie Yan.

The extreme pain caused him to subconsciously relax his control over the Blue Silver Domain.

The oppressive force that had been pressing down on Tang San quietly dissipated.

How could Tang San not notice such an obvious change?

The flow of Soul Power within his dantian suddenly became smooth.

It felt as if a corner of the huge stone weighing on my heart had been removed.

My breathing became much easier.

His first thought was of Tang Hao —it must have been his father who withstood the pressure behind Lin Xuan, allowing him to catch his breath.

A warm feeling welled up in my eyes.

Tang San clenched his fists, filled with gratitude and respect for his father.

In the following days, Tang San was like a caged beast breaking free of its shackles.

He devoted all his energy to cultivation.

Soul Power surged through his meridians.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill became increasingly smooth and efficient in its operation.

We are getting closer and closer to the Level 23 barrier.

While meditating that day, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Although Lin Xuan's Dragon Claw Hand is fierce, his Teacher said that his Dragon Blood is thin and he needs external stimulation to activate it.

Traditional Soul Fighting prohibit the use of powers other than Martial Soul.

If Lin Xuan cannot activate the Dragon Blood using external aids, wouldn't his Dragon Claw Hand be essentially useless?

This idea grew wildly, like weeds.

Tang San thought about it more and more and it seemed feasible.

The thought of her "father" holding off the pressure for her gave her even more confidence.

He immediately got up, intending to challenge Lin Xuan to a duel.

However, after waiting at the academy for several days, he still didn't see a trace of him. In recent months, Lin Xuan had hardly left the house except for the occasional outing with Xiao Wu.

Left with no other choice, he wrote a letter of challenge and asked Xiao Wu to deliver it.

Xiao Wu chuckled to herself as she held the challenge letter, "At first, I thought Tang San was bullying people, but now it seems he really is the one bullying people."

She thought to herself, if Tang San knew that Lin Xuan's strength had doubled, that he could use the Dragon Claw Hand at will, and that he had even mastered an even stronger Golden Dragon Claw, she wondered if his hard-won courage would instantly collapse.

Lin Xuan was amused to hear this— Tang San had chosen to challenge him when he had just completed one layer of the seal and his strength had greatly increased.

Now, in terms of pure strength alone, he is enough to rival a power-type Soul Elder.

With the Golden Dragon Claw unleashed, even Soul King would be a match for it.

Tang San's only advantage is his Hidden Weapon, but his Soul Fighting can prevent external forces from entering.

Forget about the Golden Dragon Claw, the Blue Silver King alone would be enough to give him a hard time.

"How did you reply to him?" Lin Xuan put away the Blue Silver Grass and asked casually.

Xiao Wu shook her head, her rabbit ears twitching, and a sly glint in her eyes. "I ignored him, but he definitely won't give up."

"I'll squeeze him for money first, then accept the challenge."

She knew Tang San received a lot of subsidies from the Spirit Hall, and if she could trick him out of it, she could buy lots of nice clothes.

Thinking of this, a wicked smile appeared on his face.

Lin Xuan and Xiao Wu exchanged a glance.

They saw the same thoughts in each other's eyes.

They looked at each other and smiled.

Meanwhile, Tang San found Yu Xiaogang and told him his thoughts.

After being rejected by Xiao Wu, he calmed down and realized he should ask the Teacher for advice first.

Fortunately, Xiao Wu didn't agree on Lin Xuan's behalf, so there was still room to salvage the situation.

After applying the information to the theory of Soul Master and deducing countless times, Yu Xiaogang slowly nodded. "If what you say is true, the probability of winning is 80%."

But he had lost his initial absolute confidence, fearing that a wrong judgment would cause Tang San to stumble and lose this student.

"But!" Yu Xiaogang's expression turned serious. "How can you be sure that Lin Xuan hasn't improved in the past few months?"

He may have already mastered the method of autonomously activating his bloodline.

We have time and a future, but he only has a few years left to reign supreme.

In truth, he didn't want Tang San to confront him head-on again, fearing that Lin Xuan would become his inner demon. After being forced into a corner, he became more tactful in his actions.

Tang San frowned— Lin Xuan had improved, but hadn't he?

Despite being suppressed for two months, he rose from Level 21 to level twenty-two.

No matter how fast Lin Xuan improves, can he be faster than him?

Self-activate Dragon Blood?

How could a Native Soul Master possess such ability?

"Teacher, I still want to try!" Tang San's hesitation faded, leaving only determination.

Yu Xiaogang sighed helplessly, took out a money bag containing thirty Gold Soul Coin and handed it over. "After you break through to the Soul Grandmaster, he increased the sparring fee to ten coins."

This time, he's restricted from using external items; I estimate ten won't be enough.

This was the Teacher's last savings.

His injuries healed quickly because he spent a lot of Gold Soul Coin to hire a healing Teacher. These thirty coins almost emptied his savings, but they were the fastest way to improve his standing in Tang San's eyes. Even if Tang San lost, he wouldn't be too harsh on him.

"Thank you, Teacher! I will definitely win!" Tang San clutched the money pouch tightly, his eyes reddening with emotion.

Just as the bond between master and disciple was at its strongest, a knock came at the door.

A Work-Study Student shouted, "Tang San, Boss Lin has accepted the challenge!"

Because you restricted his use of external items, the sparring fee was increased from ten to fifty coins.

"If you'd like, see you at our usual spot after lunch this afternoon!"

Yu Xiaogang and Tang San looked at each other.

They both saw astonishment in each other's eyes— Tang San had exactly fifty Gold Soul Coin on him, including those given to him by his Teacher.

Clutching the fifty Gold Soul Coin in his hand, Tang San felt a tightness in his chest; each coin felt like a red-hot branding iron, burning his fingertips.

But the words were already out, and with onlookers watching, he could only grit his teeth, slam the money pouch hard into Lin Xuan's palm, and say in a suppressed, angry tone, "Here's the money. I hope you can still be smiling later!"

Lin Xuan hefted the money pouch in his hand, the metal making a crisp, pleasant sound, and said lazily, "Don't worry, I always have the last laugh."

"But you, the louder you talk now, the worse you'll look when you start crying later."

"You!" Tang San's temple throbbed, and he took a deep breath to suppress his anger.

On the Soul Fighting Arena, he wanted to show Lin Xuan that without external help to activate the Dragon Blood, his opponent was nothing!

The onlookers were buzzing with discussion. Yu Xiaogang stood among them, his gaze fixed on the two men, his expression complex.

"Both sides, prepare! State your names, Martial Soul, levels, and elemental affiliations!" the presiding student shouted.

Tang San stepped forward, brimming with confidence. "Tang San, Blue Silver Grass, Level 22 Control System Soul Master!"

Lin Xuan slowly took half a step, his voice calm. "Lin Xuan, Martial Soul: Blue Silver King, Level 12 Control System Soul Master."

"What?" Tang San was stunned, his confidence instantly freezing. "Blue Silver King? Isn't your Martial Soul a healing and support type Blue Silver Grass? How did it become Control Type? And what is Blue Silver King?"

The onlookers erupted in discussion, wondering, "What kind of Martial Soul is Blue Silver King?" and "I've never heard of Blue Silver Grass evolving into this name."

Yu Xiaogang's expression changed drastically, his eyes sharp as an eagle's, staring intently at Lin Xuan, his lips moving slightly as he deduced something.

"To fight or not to fight?" Lin Xuan glanced at Tang San, his tone impatient.

Tang San was enraged. "Why wouldn't you fight! Even if your Martial Soul has changed, your level is still what it is. Without Dragon Blood, you're still no match for me!"

"Start!"

Without hesitation, Tang San released his Martial Soul. Two yellow Soul Ring rose up, and a twisted Blue Silver Grass with barbs sprouted from his palm, glowing with a ghostly green—a sign of paralysis poison.

"First Soul Skill: Entangle!" "Second Soul Skill: Ghost Vine Parasitism!"

Dozens of Blue Silver Grass, like long snakes, swiftly coiled around Lin Xuan, barbed and poisonous. At the same time, countless Blue Silver spores silently drifted toward Lin Xuan, and once attached, they would parasitize and transform into a large number of Blue Silver Grass Entangle, releasing even stronger toxins.

Lin Xuan also released his Martial Soul.

Only a white Soul Ring spun beneath his feet, but the Blue Silver Grass in his palm made everyone hold their breath—its entire body was translucent blue like a sapphire, covered with fine silver patterns, flowing with light, exuding elegance and grace, far surpassing Tang San San's twisted Blue Silver Grass.

"First Soul Skill, Entangle."

Lin Xuan twitched his fingertips slightly, and several leaves of Blue Silver King Grass floated out, moving slowly but precisely to meet the attack.

"Bang!"

The blades of grass collided, and Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, with its barbs and force, was tightly entangled by Lin Xuan's Blue Silver King, making it difficult for him to advance even an inch, no matter how much Soul Power he activated.

What shocked him even more was that the barbs of his Blue Silver Grass couldn't pierce the opponent's grass leaves; the texture was far beyond his imagination.

Even if Tang San used Ghost Vine Parasitism, Lin Xuan's Blue Silver Grass would instantly envelop him, forming a natural protective shield, leaving him completely unharmed despite Tang San's Blue Silver Grass entanglement.

"How is this possible!" Tang San's pupils shrank sharply. His Blue Silver Grass, enhanced by two Hundred-Year Spirit Ring, had actually lost in terms of performance!

Furthermore, isn't it widely rumored in the academy that Lin Xuan's first Soul Skill is self-healing? How did it become Entangle?

What's even more frustrating is that Lin Xuan seems to be able to see through all his movements!

Whenever he tried to change the direction of the Entangle or launch a sneak attack, Lin Xuan's Blue Silver King could always anticipate it and easily neutralize it—this was Lin Xuan's Blue Silver Perception Domain, which could clearly capture all energy flows related to Blue Silver Grass, a natural counter!

"Impossible! Trash is trash after all. You're just a Soul Master, how can your Martial Soul strength be so much higher than mine?!"

Tang San roared, his Soul Power surging wildly as he tried to break free, but Lin Xuan's Blue Silver King was like an impenetrable net, its power steady and resilient, making his struggles like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Yu Xiaogang shouted through the crowd, disregarding the ongoing battle to relay information. "It's Martial Soul Evolution! Blue Silver King, the king of Blue Silver Grass, has Suppression Effect on all Blue Silver Grass, and its strength far surpasses that of ordinary Blue Silver Grass!"

Tang San's face twisted in anger, jealousy and resentment gnawing at his heart—why did Lin Xuan get all the benefits?

But with his Martial Soul suppressed, how can he win?

No, there is still hope!

Tang San recalled Yu Xiaogang's teaching: the stronger the Martial Soul soul, the more Soul Power it consumes.

Although Lin Xuan's Blue Silver King is powerful, his Soul Power may not be able to sustain it for long!

As long as we can stall until his Soul Power is exhausted, the opponent will be our prey!

Hope ignited in Tang San's eyes. He instantly changed his strategy, focusing on delaying until Lin Xuan's Soul Power was exhausted!

Seeing Tang San's offensive shift from fierce to restraining, Lin Xuan instantly understood his intention.