Watching Xiao Chenyu wield a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo staff alongside the surrounding crowd, each holding a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo staff as they defeated him.
A vicious glint flashed through his eyes. Before dying, he memorized every person who had beaten him to death with a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo. Every last one of them would have to die afterward!
At the same time, what burned in his eyes was not merely Wrath, but also a wavering that even he himself had never noticed.
Because his first soul skill, Mother Chicken Entanglement, was truly useless. And looking at the Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo soul ring—a single Solitary Bamboo Pole Vault could even evade his Eight Spider Lances.
This violently shook his previously firm determination to retrace the path he had taken. After reviving once more, he appeared at the entrance to the training grounds and, unwilling to accept this, challenged Xiao Chenyu again.
But his Blue Silver Chicken Entanglement was completely incapable of binding the other party. Whenever his attack was about to land, the other party would use a Solitary Bamboo Pole Vault to dodge it. It was practically unbeatable!
Then, whenever he unleashed the Eight Spider Lances, the crowd would hack him to death with Seventy-Two Slashes and repeated heavy chops.
After this repeated over and over, Tang San was beaten to the point of having his Dao heart collapse. Losing to those deities, first-class gods, or God Kings would have been one thing, but now he could not even beat this bunch of little brats. It was truly devastating to his mentality.
Yet he truly did not want to absorb a Ten-Year Solitary Bamboo soul ring, so he remained here, torturing himself and dragging things out.
Chen Ming'er watched Tang San hesitate endlessly and yawned again, wondering how long it