In the audience, as soon as seven slender figures stepped onto the ring, the buzz started.
"Aren't those two girls Nine Treasure Blue Silver? They actually started a team fight?"
"The remaining five are not easy to see! Look at the one with the tripod, he is so powerful!"
"But there is only one Soul Ancestor to support the scene... Even if Tang Ya and Ning Rongrong are Thousand-Year Spirit Ring, their soul power is too different, right? Team battles cannot rely on individuals."
Over there Ironcliff Legion, five strong men stood in a row, all with hunched muscles, and the earthy yellow Soul Power Wave was thick and solid. The leader Zhang Tiedan glanced at the opposite side and sneered, "How dare a group of little girls come to fight in a team fight? They probably came from some aristocratic academy to get gold-plated."
"Captain, don't underestimate the enemy." The vice-captain lowered his voice, "Look at those Blue Silver Grass and First Spirit Ring. They are thousands of years old."
"So what if it's a thousand years?" Zhang Tiedan curled his lips, but his eyes became more solemn, "The hurdle between Soul Elder and Soul Ancestor is not something that Thousand-Year Spirit Ring can overcome."
"Game--begin!"
At this time, the referee's voice fell, and the clear voice of Ning Rongrong rang first.
"Nine Treasures Turn Into Glazed Glass--one day of power! Second: Speed!"
Nine Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda rotated at high speed above her head, and three nine-color light beams fell accurately, covering Wu Siduo, Tang Ya and Wang Dong'er respectively. As soon as the amplifying halo lit up, Ironcliff Legion and the five people moved at the same time!
"Cut first and support in the back row!" Zhang Tiedan roared, and the five people rushed out in a fan shape. Earth-Element Soul Power surged and went straight to Ning Rongrong.
But just as they were halfway through, a black shadow suddenly blocked the road.
"Want to go there? Have you asked me?"
Wu Siduo shouted, and Third Spirit Ring's feet flashed with purple light. "The third Soul Skill--Netherworld Shadow Clone!"
Three identical Clone dispersed instantly, and together with the main body, four figures stood in front of Ning Rongrong. After a tiger roar, the phantom of White Tiger appeared, and its killing energy blocked all the soul attacks.
At the same time, Shui Bing'er closed his palms together. "Second Soul Skill, Ice Mist·Seal."
The light blue cold mist spread out of thin air, covering most of the arena in an instant. The cold air was biting, thin ice quickly formed under the feet, and the momentum of the Ironcliff Legion's charge suddenly stalled.
Huo Yutong stood at the back, his eyes lit up with a faint purple light.
"First Soul Skill--Spiritual Detection Sharing!"
The invisible spiritual power spread out, covering the entire arena.
The next second, Xiao Xiao, Wang Dong'er, and Tang Ya, a three-dimensional picture of the entire field appeared in their minds at the same time - the opponent's movement, the flow of soul power, and even the prediction of the next move were all clear.
Wang Dong'er let out a low cry, unfolded the butterfly wings behind his back, and then cut straight into the flank of the opponent's formation. The first Soul Skill "Flank Guillotine" unfolded, and the edges of the butterfly wings lit up with sharp light blades. With a few strokes, one Soul Ancestor was forced to retreat.
And Tang Ya stood in place from beginning to end, and the golden lines of Blue Silver Grass spread silently under her feet, covering the ice like a tide.
"First Soul Skill--Everlasting."
The emerald halo lit up as First Spirit Ring and spread. Blue Silver Grass within the range instantly grew wildly, and the grass stems were as thick as forearms!
"What?!"
Zhang Tiedan only felt a tightness under his feet, and Blue Silver Grass had already wrapped around his ankle. He tried hard to break away, but found that the grass was ridiculously tough, like a steel cable, and the more he struggled, the tighter it became.
Tang Ya gently grasped it with his right hand.
"Get up."
Several golden vines soared into the sky, accurately wrapping around the waists of Zhang Tiedan and the vice-captain. With a sudden lift, the two of them were hung directly in mid-air, unable to move!
The next scene turned into a unilateral suppression.
Ice Mist blocked the field of vision, and the audience could only see the occasional flash of golden light, butterfly shadows and cauldron shadows in the fog, accompanied by muffled groans and screams.
"Damn! What are you doing! What are we looking at!"
"This is too bad! Just block the field of view?"
The audience was full of complaints, but the battle situation in the arena had long lost its suspense.
Within a few minutes, three figures were thrown out of the fog one after another and fell heavily outside the ring.
After a while, Zhang Tiedan's frustrated roar came from the fog.
"We surrender!"
The cold fog slowly dispersed.
The auditorium was silent for a moment, then exploded with a "boom".
On the ring, the captain and deputy captain Ironcliff Legion had a bruised nose and swollen face, and his body was covered with thick frost. He stood there in a miserable state. Opposite him, the seven girls stood neatly, not even breathing.
"Ten minutes?! Just lasted ten minutes?!"
"Ironcliff Legion has won five games in a row! Was he defeated just like that?"
"Starry Sky Team... Where did this monster come from!"
Cheers and discussions rolled through the stands like a tide.
Ning Rongrong jumped on the spot excitedly and clapped his hands. "So we win? They are too weak!"
Tang Ya silently retracted Blue Silver Grass, but his eyes subconsciously glanced at a corner of the auditorium.
Tang San... Aren't you here today?
Meanwhile, Shrek Academy.
Tang San stood in front of a row of iron man piles, with beads of sweat on his forehead.
He didn't go to Soul Fighting Arena today.
Ever since he finished talking to Yu Xiaogang about Martial Soul Evolution last night, he has locked himself here, with Tang Ya's Golden Blue Silver Grass, and the phrase "My Blue Silver Grass, has evolved" running over and over in his mind.
Why?
The same Blue Silver Grass, why can she evolve, but she can only make up for her innate deficiencies by swallowing Life Force and relying on poison? Could it be that in this life, she can only be an evil Spirit Master who relies on evil ways to win?
He stared at the iron pile riddled with holes in front of him, and his eyes suddenly turned sharp.
No.
I am a disciple of the Tang Sect.
The roots of the Tang Sect have never been in Wuhun. Poison, Hidden Weapon, Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track... these are the skills engraved in his bones.
He raised his hand and held a piece of Blue Silver Grass blade between his fingertips. Infused with soul power, the blade of grass instantly straightened and he flicked his wrist.
"Whoops!"
Blades of grass burst out of the air, and with a "pop" they were nailed into the iron pillars, completely submerged in them.
Tang San looked at the small hole in the iron pile, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Blue Silver Grass What about evolution? Your grass can control, prevent and detoxify.
But my grass can be used as Hidden Weapon.
"Mistress!"
The voice of Dai Mubai came from the door of Martial Arts Arena, and he ran in with a few steps, with a bit of excitement on his face, "You are at a big loss if you didn't go to Soul Fighting Arena today! It's so lively!"
"What's the excitement?" Tang San took back his hand and turned around and asked.
"Tang Ya and the others formed a team, called Starry Sky. In the first battle today, they faced off against the Ironcliff Legion, and they were defeated in ten minutes!" Dai Mubai smacked his lips, "What is the origin of this Skyward Academy? Why are the students so different from each other?"
Tang San was silent for a moment and suddenly clenched his fists. "Boss Dai, let's go to Soul Fighting Arena tomorrow."
"Huh? You figured it out?"
"I want to see you again Tang Ya." Tang San said in a calm tone, "I underestimated my enemy last time. This time, I won't let her control me so easily."
His best skill is Tang Sect Secret Techniques, especially the Hidden Weapon technique. After Golden Thread Four-Leaf Clover Spirit Ring is absorbed into the Blue Silver Grass blade, it becomes tough and sharp. It is the best Hidden Weapon. I tried it just now, and even the fine iron can be penetrated by the full force shot.
I don't believe it, your Blue Silver Grass and even Hidden Weapon can block it.
"Mubai, let's challenge Nine Treasure Blue Silver again tomorrow." Tang San looked at Dai Mubai with a determined tone.
Dai Mubai was stunned for a moment, then grinned and patted his shoulder. "Okay! You said so, brother will accompany you!"
The message quickly reached Flender's ears.
When he went to find Tang San, Yu Xiaogang was also there.
"Xiaosan, are you really sure?" Yu Xiaogang looked at him with a serious expression, "Last time your Blue Silver Grass was completely suppressed..."
Tang San was silent for a few seconds, then raised his eyes to look at the teacher, his eyes were surprisingly calm.
"Teacher, this time, I want to try my new style of play."
Yu Xiaogang stared into his eyes for a long time.
Suddenly, he grinned and patted Tang San heavily on the shoulder.
"Okay! No matter what the result is, teacher believes that my disciple is the best."
Flender on the side also smiled, touched his chin, and said, "Okay! I'll accompany you tomorrow. Let's see if our genius, Shrek, can get this place back!"
Tang San stood there, with a piece of Blue Silver Grass leaf lying quietly in his clenched palms.