The Blue Silver Grass Was Completely Useless

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Holy crap! What a clear train of thought! You know, you might actually be right! It really is possible!]

[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: Indeed. Both Soul Beasts and Humanoid Soul Beasts can produce Soul Rings and Spirit Bones, and Tang San has a Soul Beast Bloodline as well. Maybe he really can drop them.]

[Cat Star Person Never Admits Defeat: Amazing!]

[Heaven Dou Empress Little Angel: In the end, they still need to try it.]

Ye Mu nodded. "Don't worry. I'll definitely try it someday."

"Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass. Level 29 Control System Soul Master." Tang San carefully watched Ye Mu's expression.

He found that Ye Mu had not shown the slightest reaction upon hearing about his Martial Soul.

Tang San was startled. Did he already know about my Martial Soul?

Or had he seen a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul that could cultivate?

Tang San did not know, but he would give this battle everything he had.

"Ye Mu, Martial Soul: Cavalry. Level 29 Power Attack Battle Soul Master."

"Begin!"

As the Referee Teacher's voice fell, a flash of purple passed through Tang San's eyes, and he launched his attack without hesitation.

He raised his right hand, and countless thick Blue Silver Grass vines burst wildly from the ground, sweeping toward Ye Mu in a dense mass. A faint dark-purple glow flickered over the vines—poison.

Faced with this imposing opening from a Control System Soul Master, Ye Mu, seated atop his War Horse, showed no sign of panic. He even chuckled, his voice carrying clearly across the arena. "A Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul... I never expected it to take the Control System path."

Tang San's pupils contracted slightly. His hands did not stop moving as he asked in a low voice, "What do you mean?"

Ye Mu did not answer.

The second yellow Soul Ring beneath him suddenly lit up.

"Second Soul Skill: Iron Hoof Stomp!"

The War Horse neighed as its front hooves, wrapped in Soul Power, stomped down heavily.

With a thunderous boom, a Shockwave spread outward in a ring from the War Horse. Wherever it passed, the tough Blue Silver Grass vines snapped and shattered one after another. As for the poison on them, it could not even get close to Ye Mu.

With just one strike, the Blue Silver Grass formation Tang San had carefully set up was cleared away over a wide area.

Seizing the chance, Ye Mu squeezed his legs around the horse's belly. The War Horse's four hooves flew as it shot toward Tang San like an arrow loosed from a bow, the Iron Spear in Ye Mu's hand thrusting straight ahead.

Tang San's heart tightened. He knew how powerful Ye Mu's attacks were and did not dare take the blow head-on.

The Purple Demon Eye operated at full force, allowing him to see through the spear's trajectory. The Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track Footwork unfolded beneath his feet, his body flickering and swaying like a phantom. At the same time, he quietly activated the Mysterious Jade Hand. The instant the Iron Spear struck, he hit the side of its shaft with a clever burst of force, knocking the attack aside.

Clang!

A crisp sound of collision rang out.

Although Tang San had successfully deflected the Spear Tip and avoided a vital blow, the enormous force transmitted through the spear made his arm shudder violently. He involuntarily stumbled back a step before regaining his footing.

He looked at his faintly trembling, aching right hand, his eyes full of shock. "Your strength... is terrifying!"

Even with the Mysterious Jade Hand empowering it, his hand had nearly felt as though it would shatter.

Was this really a Soul Grandmaster?

What kind of Soul Grandmaster had strength like this?

"Again!" Ye Mu pressed his advantage. The War Horse made a nimble turn, and the Iron Spear swept over Tang San once more.

"First Soul Skill: Entangling!" Tang San shouted. More Blue Silver Grass burst rapidly from the ground ahead of and to both sides of Ye Mu's Charge path, trying to bind him.

"Charge!" Ye Mu's First Soul Ring flashed as he prepared to launch a short-range Charge.

Man and horse instantly erupted with astonishing straight-line speed. With the Iron Spear leading the way, the seemingly resilient Blue Silver Grass net was utterly fragile before such overwhelming impact, breaking and collapsing one after another.

Poison?

It could not even penetrate Ye Mu's Soul Power Body Protection!

Tang San's pupils shrank sharply, and his heart trembled.

This was the first time he had seen his Blue Silver Grass appear so powerless in a frontal confrontation. How was it any different from ordinary grass?

The hoofbeats drew near, and the Iron Spear came again.

Tang San struggled to hold on using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track together with the Mysterious Jade Hand, under immense pressure.

[Cat Star Person Never Admits Defeat: Tang San's hands, those eyes, and that footwork... they don't look ordinary.]

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: They really aren't ordinary. Did Yu Xiaogang give them to him?]

[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: Impossible. The Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect doesn't have secret techniques like those, and neither does my Spirit Hall.]

[Heaven Dou Empress Little Angel: If Yu Xiaogang had secret techniques like that, he would have cultivated them himself long ago. Would he really give them to someone else?]

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: Good point. Yu Xiaogang doesn't look like the type to share good fortune. He looks selfish.]

"Stop guessing. Those are Tang San's own techniques: the Mysterious Jade Hand, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, Purple Demon Eye, and his cultivation method, the Mysterious Heaven Skill."

Upon hearing that, the women began questioning him again.

[Little Witch of the Glazed Tile Sect: How does Tang San have such things? I remember the Clear Sky Sect doesn't have them either, right?]

[Rakshasa Sister Not Short of Money: Clearly, Tang San has secrets.]

[Heaven Dou Empress Little Angel: Your eyesight is finally improving. That's right. Ye Mu already said Tang San was important, which means he has plenty more secrets.]

[Cat Star Person Never Admits Defeat: Now I'm looking forward to it.]

Ye Mu's voice rang out across the plaza once more.

"Do you know what Blue Silver Grass's greatest ability is?"

"What?!" Tang San knocked aside a thrust, his breathing slightly hurried. At that moment, he was completely certain that the youth before him had definitely seen a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master who had taken an entirely different path.

Yu Xiaogang, standing at the outer edge of the arena, felt his heart suddenly skip. An intensely ominous feeling rose within him.

Ye Mu continued, "Wildfires cannot burn it all; when the spring breeze blows, it grows again. Blue Silver Grass's greatest strength is its vitality and unparalleled adaptability! A Martial Soul with such fundamental traits..."

The Iron Spear suddenly bore down harder, forcing Tang San back another step.

"...was actually used for the Control System path? Relying on the poison added by Soul Rings?

That is simply putting the cart before the horse!

It might let you bully those at your level or below it, but when you face an opponent truly stronger than you, like me..."

Before Ye Mu finished speaking, his Soul Power suddenly surged. A powerful Soul Power Fluctuation burst from his body, directly shattering all the Blue Silver Grass that had secretly parasitized him into dust.

This was Tang San's secretly activated Second Soul Skill: Parasitism.

"Is your Blue Silver Grass useful?"

With Parasitism broken, Tang San's mind jolted, exposing a brief opening.

Ye Mu, whose battle instincts were extraordinarily sharp, seized it with precision.

Neigh!

The War Horse reared up, its two front hooves wrapped in Soul Power as they kicked viciously forward, landing squarely on Tang San's hastily crossed arms.

Bang!!

A muffled impact rang out. Tang San felt an enormous force crash into him, and the glow of his Mysterious Jade Hand dimmed.

Tang San was sent flying backward, soaring nearly ten meters before crashing heavily to the ground. Sweetness rose in his throat, and he nearly coughed up blood.

That blow had nearly caused Tang San to lose outright.