Eastern Emperor Appears, True Full-Field Control, the Might of Sapphire Star
Lin Qingmo stood calmly at the edge of the arena.
Every inch of land within the barrier seemed to be his domain.
Blue Silver Grass is no longer a simple plant, but rather an extension of his senses and limbs.
"Three steps to the left, bend down."
He spoke softly, his voice traveling through his Soul Power to Zhu Zhuqing's ears.
Zhu Zhuqing did as instructed without hesitation.
A Illusion Vine brushed past the top of her head.
If you're even half a second slower, you'll get caught in the crossfire.
"Right front, Hell Hundred Claws."
Zhu Zhuqing pressed forward, unleashing her Second Spirit Skill, her claw shadows raining down on the armor of the Iron Armor Rhinoceros Soul Elder.
"Snap!"
Cracks finally appeared in the armor.
"What... what kind of fighting style is this?!"
The Control-type Soul Elder was already panicking.
His vines couldn't get close to Zhu Zhuqing at all.
Every time he releases Soul Skill, Blue Silver Grass will emerge from unexpected angles, either intercepting his vines or crushing them directly.
The Blue Silver Grass Soul Master stood there the whole time, without even moving a step!
The stands were already in an uproar.
"My God, the Sapphire Star's control over the Blue Silver Grass is just too outrageous!"
"It's not just outrageous, it's downright divine! Look at that Blue Silver Grass, it's like it's alive!"
"This isn't a two-on-two, it's clearly a one-on-two with a full-court support!"
"That Hell Spirit Cat is quite strong too; its attacks are fierce and decisive."
"Wait, didn't you guys notice? That's Blue Silver Grass! The Trash Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass!"
The Shrek students below the stage had various expressions.
Flender pushed up his glasses and clicked his tongue in amazement. "Qingmo's control over the Blue Silver Grass has reached an unparalleled level. It's incredible that the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul can achieve this."
He turned to look at Tang San beside him and couldn't help but ask, "Xiao San, you and Qingmo both have Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, so why can he control Blue Silver Grass in various ways, such as growth, Entanglement, and whipping, without releasing extra Spirit Ring or Soul Skill?"
As soon as he asked the question, everyone else looked over.
Dai Mubai stroked his chin, seemingly lost in thought.
Although Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing did not speak, their eyes were filled with inquiry.
Ma Hongjun went even further. "Yeah, Xiao San, doesn't your Blue Silver Grass need Soul Skill to Entanglement? Lin Qingmo seems to do it as he pleases."
"..."
Tang San fell silent.
He stared intently at Lin Qingmo, who was gathering Blue Silver Grass on the Spirit Fighting Arena, his face behind the mask turning pale and then flushed.
Why?
He also wanted to know why!
Every time he saw Lin Qingmo control the Blue Silver Grass with ease, without even needing to activate his Spirit Ring, he felt an indescribable sense of frustration.
The feeling was like... like my First Spirit Skill, "Entanglement," was a completely useless Soul Skill, something entirely unnecessary.
But how is that possible?
The teacher said that Blue Silver Grass is a weak Martial Soul, and it must be given special characteristics through Spirit Ring to become stronger.
His First Spirit Ring came from the Datura Snake, which endowed the Blue Silver Grass with toughness and poison attributes, which was already the best development path for the Blue Silver Grass.
What gives Lin Qingmo the right to do so?
Could it be that his Blue Silver Grass is different from his?
Tang San took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his agitation, and said in a deep voice, "Everyone's Martial Soul development path is different."
"My Blue Silver Grass is designed for control, and its Soul Skill combinations were carefully designed by my teacher."
He paused, then added, "Moreover, my Blue Silver Grass has poisonous properties, which Lin Qingmo doesn't possess."
That's a bit of a stretch, but it's at least an explanation.
Flender nodded and didn't ask any further questions.
But in his heart he wondered: Poison attribute? But why didn't he see any good effects from the Xiao San's poison attribute?
Xiao Wu pouted and muttered disdainfully, "What's the use of poison? It's useless if it can't bind people."
Tang San heard it.
"..."
He clenched his fist tightly, his nails digging deep into his palm.
Just wait and see.
Once my Blue Silver Grass has grown, once I've perfectly combined the Tang Sect Secret Arts with my Martial Soul, once I begin to add Spirit Ring to my Second Martial Soul...
Then everyone will know who the real genius is!
On the ring.
The two Soul Elder grew increasingly frustrated as the fight progressed.
They possessed immense Soul Power, yet they couldn't even touch the hem of Zhu Zhuqing's clothes.
During this time, they also considered prioritizing dealing with Lin Qingmo, but their path was blocked by a large number of Blue Silver Grass vines.
Even more frustratingly, it was extremely difficult for a level 31 Power-attack Type Soul Elder to destroy these Blue Silver Grass, given their incredible resilience and strength.
Not long after.
The Iron Armor Rhinoceros Soul Elder was panting heavily; his Soul Power was mostly depleted, and his body was covered with claw marks left by Zhu Zhuqing.
The Control-type Soul Elder turned pale.
His vines were completely suppressed by the Blue Silver Grass, and the Soul Power he used to unleash his Soul Skill was wasted.
The two exchanged a glance and both saw the helplessness in each other's eyes.
"We... admit defeat."
The Iron Armor Rhinoceros Soul Elder gritted his teeth and raised his hand.
Continuing to fight would only bring further humiliation.
The referee loudly announced, "Qing-Zhu Duo wins!"
"We won!"
Zhu Zhuqing withdrew her Martial Soul, her chest rising and falling slightly.
She turned her head and looked excitedly at the composed figure at the edge of the ring.
So this is how battles can be fought.
I never knew I could do this much.
So this is what it feels like to have someone standing behind you, fully supporting you.
The two stepped off the ring.
Zhu Zhuqing suddenly stopped and turned to face Lin Qingmo.
She bowed deeply, her long black hair slipping down her shoulders with the movement.
When he looked up, his eyes were full of sincerity.
"A-Qing, thank you."
"Today's battle made me realize what a true strongman is—not just in terms of strength and speed, but also in terms of comprehensive wisdom and this reassuring sense of control."
"I also recognize my shortcomings, and I will continue to work hard to become stronger."
She spoke slowly, each word coming from the heart.
Lin Qingmo smiled and waved his hand, saying in a relaxed tone, "Don't be so polite, we're teammates."
"Besides, you're already excellent; you just lack an opportunity to fully showcase your abilities."
"Actually, your combat instincts are excellent. The timing of that feint attack followed by a sneak attack in the third minute was perfect."
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes widened slightly. "You noticed?"
"Certainly."
Lin Qingmo blinked.
"I was watching the whole thing."
A faint blush appeared on Zhu Zhuqing's face, which she quickly suppressed.
He was really paying close attention to every single one of my attacks!
When the two returned and he saw them chatting and laughing, Dai Mubai's face turned ugly.
Flender said that the group had completed their mission for the day, and then berated Tang San, Ma Hongjun, Dai Mubai, and Oscar.
Their team Soul Fighting were a complete disaster, with absolutely no teamwork.
Even Flender was disappointed.
Fortunately, Lin Qingmo, Xiao Wu, and the others performed quite well.
The group of people who had been criticized left dejectedly.
After that, Lin Qingmo teamed up with the coquettish Xiao Wu to form the "Qing-Wu Duo" and played several doubles Soul Fighting.
He won every game with ease.
Xiao Wu was already agile and difficult to defend against, and with Lin Qingmo's complete control of the Blue Silver Grass, she was invincible at the Soul Elder level.
"This is so boring!"
After winning another match, Xiao Wu pouted.
"Our opponents can't even touch the hem of our clothes, there's no challenge at all!"
Lin Qingmo chuckled and ruffled her hair, "So, what kind of challenge do you want?"
"At least... at least we can exchange a few blows!"
"Then I'll probably have to upgrade my Soul Fighting level to Silver Soul Rank or Gold Soul Rank."
"Alright, let's call it a day then. Let's go."
As the two chatted and laughed, it gradually grew dark.
"Go back, you have class tomorrow."
Lin Qingmo glanced at the sky.
"OK."
Xiao Wu naturally took his arm.
The two had just walked out of the Great Soul Arena and turned into a relatively quiet street.
suddenly--
A figure in black robes appeared without warning three zhang ahead.
It was as if he had always been there, only that no one had seen him before.
A powerful surge of Soul Power spread out like a tide, instantly making the surrounding air thick and heavy.
Xiao Wu froze, instinctively wanting to stand in front of Lin Qingmo.
But Lin Qingmo was faster, gently pulling her behind him.
His gaze fell on the Black-Robed Person. He was initially wary, but quickly smiled.
"Master!"
He would never mistake that familiar scent, especially that refreshing and subtle fragrance.
She is his Master, Sister Eastern Emperor.
The Black-Robed Person slowly raised his head. His face, hidden beneath the hood, was masked, but the delicate lines of his jawline could be vaguely seen.
Upon hearing Lin Qingmo's address, a very soft laugh came from beneath the black robe.
"A-Qing."