Ice Immunity? But Ice, Too, Had Degrees of Strength

"Shui Wuchen, taste the power of my Clear Sky Hammer!"

Before Shui Wuchen, waves of energy radiated from the massive Clear Sky Hammer as it shattered the Ice Cones and flew straight toward him.

Yet facing Tang San's incoming Clear Sky Hammer, Shui Wuchen showed no intention of dodging, as though he intended to withstand Tang San's attack head-on.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang immediately sneered from below the Arena. "I never expected Shui Wuchen to be so overconfident. Does he really think the Clear Sky Hammer is so easy to receive?"

Although he was dissatisfied that Tang San had forcibly added Soul Rings to his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul, Yu Xiaogang had to admit that after adding Soul Rings to it, Tang San's combat ability had risen by more than one level.

Given the Clear Sky Hammer's original weight, even without Soul Rings, it posed a great threat to Soul Masters of the same rank when using the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. Not to mention the Clear Sky Hammer after it had been given Soul Rings.

In Yu Xiaogang's view, with Shui Wuchen being so arrogant, even if Tang San's blow could not severely injure him, it would still leave him in quite an embarrassing state.

But the next moment, the smile on Yu Xiaogang's face froze, and his eyes widened as he stared at the Arena.

Tang San, on the Arena, was just as shocked.

"What?"

Tang San's pupils contracted slightly. In his field of vision, the Clear Sky Hammer had been firmly gripped by Shui Wuchen. No matter how he struggled, it would not budge.

Seeing this, Tang San immediately recalled the Clear Sky Hammer and retreated more than ten meters, staring warily at Shui Wuchen.

Shui Wuchen withdrew his hand, a trace of disappointment flashing through his eyes.

So this was the Clear Sky Hammer, hailed as the world's number one tool Martial Soul? Its strength was quite impressive, but aside from that, he could not see a single advantage.

Then Shui Wuchen stepped forward and slowly walked toward Tang San.

Seeing Shui Wuchen approach, Tang San became somewhat flustered and immediately switched to his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul.

"Fourth Soul Skill, Blue Silver Prison!"

Almost instantly, Tang San unleashed his strongest control-type Soul Skill, and also his only ten-thousand-year Soul Skill—Blue Silver Prison.

In an instant, sixteen pitch-black Blue Silver Grasses burst from the Arena beneath Shui Wuchen's feet, forming a cage that trapped him within.

"Success!"

Seeing that his Blue Silver Prison had successfully struck Shui Wuchen, Tang San was immediately overjoyed and hurriedly switched to his Clear Sky Hammer Martial Soul.

He had already realized that he could not defeat Shui Wuchen through conventional means. To defeat him, he had to use that move.

Then Tang San's body began spinning like a top, the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand swinging with increasing speed.

"It's the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer!"

The instant Tang San began moving, Bishop Salas below the Arena recognized the technique he was using, and his gaze flickered.

Although the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer was originally a blacksmithing technique, it had long since been adopted by the Clear Sky Sect. As the Clear Sky Sect's opponent, Spirit Hall was naturally extremely familiar with it.

Salas thought to himself, Blue Silver Grass, the Clear Sky Hammer, and now the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer. It seemed Tang San was that man's child.

However, Salas was also somewhat puzzled. Why had Tang Hao allowed Tang San to participate in this Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Tournament, and why had he exposed himself so easily?

Was Tang Hao provoking Spirit Hall?

Salas frowned, unable to figure out what Tang Hao was plotting.

"Forget it. I'll send the information back to Your Eminence the Pope and let them decide. When the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up."

Unable to make sense of it, Salas gave up guessing and prepared to send the information back for the Pope and elders to decide.

"The Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer?"

In the Godwind Academy section, Feng Xiaotian shook his head. "A technique that needed time to build up its power was useless against Shui Wuchen."

Tang San's approach reminded him of his former self. The Gale Wolf Six Consecutive Slashes he had created had also been a technique that stacked its power through repeated strikes, similar to the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer.

Yet before Shui Wuchen, his Gale Wolf Six Consecutive Slashes had been inferior even to his innate Soul Skills, and had been broken almost instantly.

At the same time, on the Arena, Shui Wuchen looked at the Blue Silver Prison blocking his path and grabbed one stalk of Blue Silver Grass with one hand.

The next instant, endless frigid energy spread rapidly from where Shui Wuchen's hand touched it. In the blink of an eye, the entire Blue Silver Prison became a frozen cage.

"Crack~"

Then Shui Wuchen gave it a light squeeze, and the Blue Silver Prison instantly shattered into countless fragments.

Seeing this, Tang San's body, still building up the Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer, immediately froze. He shouted in disbelief:

"Impossible! My Blue Silver Grass clearly has ice immunity. How could you destroy it so easily?"

When he had fought Shui Bing'er before, her attacks had clearly been ineffective against the Blue Silver Grass. Why had everything changed when it came to Shui Wuchen?

Shui Wuchen was not surprised to hear Tang San's shout. He merely said calmly, "There is no such thing as ice immunity in this world. If there is, it only means the ice is not strong enough."

"Cawww~"

As Shui Wuchen spoke those words, Articuno cried out in agreement.

Articuno lightly flapped its wings. In an instant, endless frigid energy spread out and swept across the scene.

For a time, everyone in the Grand Arena—whether Royal Knights, students from the various academies, or Salas, Xue Ye, and the others—felt a bone-piercing chill.

"This is..."

Salas, Xue Ye, Ning Fengzhi, and all the academy heads present rose to their feet, staring in shock toward Shui Wuchen and Articuno.

They could clearly sense that the chill Articuno released had already surpassed the concept of an ordinary Martial Soul, reaching a level they had never encountered before.

It was an entirely new experience. No matter how powerful previous Martial Souls had been—be it the Clear Sky Hammer, the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, or Shui Bing'er's Ice Phoenix—they had never given them such a feeling.

This was absolutely not simply because Shui Wuchen's level was high. It was a difference in the very essence of the Martial Soul.

In the Skywater Academy section, Shui Yueruo rubbed her forehead and said with a bitter smile, "Just how much has this brat hidden from me?"

If she had known back then that Shui Wuchen's Martial Soul was of such an astonishing quality, then even if he was a man, she would never have let him go.

But it was too late to say anything now. Shui Wuchen's wings had already fully grown. Skywater Academy, this small pond, could no longer restrain an eagle about to spread its wings.

And it was not just Shui Wuchen. After returning this time, Shui Bing'er and the others would also graduate from the academy.

On the Arena, Tang San's heart trembled after hearing Shui Wuchen's words.

The ice immunity bestowed by the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass had given him great confidence when facing Shui Wuchen. But now the facts proved that his immunity was useless against Shui Wuchen, and the confidence built upon it naturally crumbled.