They had seen Tang San's Blue Silver Grass before-slender and supple, controlling the field through toxins and entanglement. But Tang Ya's Blue Silver Grass before them was the other extreme entirely: thick and heavy, brimming with vitality. On the offensive, it could lash and smash like a warhammer; on the defensive, it could weave itself into bulwarks. Endlessly regenerating, it was practically a mobile plant fortress.
While the two were still stunned, the first spirit ring beneath Ning Rongrong's feet lit up, and the Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda resting in her palm slowly spun outward.
"Nine Treasures Turn Into Glazed Glass, first: strength!"
As her clear voice rang out, a multicolored pillar of light landed precisely on Tang Ya.
Tang Ya felt a powerful surge of strength rush through her meridians. With a slight twitch of her fingertips, the already thick Blue Silver Grass swelled again, its attacks becoming even fiercer and sharper.
Oles had only just managed to tear through the vines around his feet. Before he could catch his breath, a dark shadow loomed right in front of him.
Crack-!
The vine struck him squarely in the chest, like a heavy hammer smashing into him. Oles grunted and flew backward, crashing hard into the railing at the edge of the fighting platform and nearly tumbling out of the arena.
"Les!" Li Tao's expression changed.
He gritted his teeth. With a hum, the second spirit ring beneath his feet lit up, and the muscles of both arms abruptly swelled into granite-hard bulges, a metallic sheen spreading across his skin!
"Hah!"
With an enraged roar, he stamped heavily on the platform, making the ground tremble slightly, and charged straight at Tang Ya.
Tang Ya raised an eyebrow.
"A self-enhancement soul skill?"
Unfortunately, it still wasn't enough.
Facing the heavy