Sword Light Like Me, Slaying Tang San's Mother!

Chen Feng looked at Tang San calmly and said softly, "I can be merciful and agree to your request, but since this is a challenge, how can it proceed without a wager?"

"What do you want?" Tang San looked at Chen Feng and asked immediately.

Chen Feng looked at Tang San calmly and said, "This matter was caused by you two in the first place, so if you lose, you and your female companion will kneel before me and kowtow to apologize!"

Upon hearing this, Tang San was stunned.

Kowtow to apologize?

While Tang San was considering, the impulsive Xiao Wu immediately agreed, "Fine, we agree! But if you lose, you must also kneel and kowtow to apologize to us!"

"Xiao Wu, this..." Tang San hesitated.

Xiao Wu immediately said, "Brother San, you are so strong, are you afraid of him? We will definitely beat him until he's crawling!"

Tang San thought for a moment. He still had his hidden weapons as a trump card; even if he were outmatched, he had a fallback. So, he nodded and said, "Fine, don't worry, Xiao Wu. I will definitely defeat him!"

Chen Feng looked at Tang San and Xiao Wu, smiling, "Very well. But remember, you must keep your promise when the time comes!"

At this moment, Tang San was incredibly furious.

Because the brat before him had actually dared to strike Xiao Wu.

Tang San was filled with rage, determined to beat Chen Feng to the ground. The violent impulses hidden deep within him gradually surfaced, his eyes veiled in a faint purple hue as he slowly raised his right hand.

Deep blue light surged suddenly, and a cluster of deep blue grass sprouted from his palm. Each blade looked slender, yet they were covered in snake-like patterns. The blades were no longer flat as before but had become cylindrical; if one looked closely, they could clearly see tiny, dense thorns covering them.

Milky white light poured from Tang San's body, and the deep blue grass blades seemed stimulated, suddenly enlarging until they were as thick as a human arm, resembling vines. The black snake patterns flickered with a faint light, coiling around Tang San's body like dozens of large snakes.

Two yellow soul rings rose simultaneously from beneath Tang San's feet, circling his body.

"Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Level 29 Tool Soul Grand Master. Please advise."

Seeing Tang San release his Martial Soul, Chen Feng naturally did not idle. He slowly extended his hand, and the next moment, frost and snow gradually condensed around him, finally transforming into a long sword that appeared in his grasp.

The long sword was like a blade of ice, crystal clear and radiating a bone-chilling cold that seemed to make snowflakes drift through the air.

"Chen Feng, Martial Soul: Frost Snow Sword, Level 23 Soul Grand Master!"

Tang San narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Chen Feng.

Although Chen Feng was only level 23, several levels lower than him, he still dared not be careless.

"Brother San." Seeing Tang San's serious expression, Xiao Wu felt a bit worried.

Tang San shook his head, looked at Xiao Wu, and said, "Don't worry, leave it to me. I will definitely make him pay the price."

As Tang San spoke, his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul moved rapidly, and circles of blue-black thick vines spiraled outward!

Chen Feng let out a cold snort, "It's been a long time since I've met someone looking for a beating like you. I'll grant your wish."

The moment his voice fell, his eyes suddenly erupted with a dazzling brilliance. In an instant, his entire aura became sharp. His figure flashed, appearing before Tang San in a blink. With a flick of his wrist, the long sword swept diagonally, slashing straight toward Tang San's chest.

This strike was incredibly fast. Tang San reacted quickly, hurriedly raising his Blue Silver Grass to block.

But how could grass withstand a sword?

With a crisp "clang," Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was severed by Chen Feng.

What terrifying attack power!

Tang San's expression changed drastically. He tapped his toes on the ground, immediately using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, and retreated rapidly, dodging Chen Feng's strike.

"Ding—" The crisp sound of metal clashing rang out. Tang San's figure stabilized three meters away from Chen Feng. Looking at Chen Feng's cold eyes, Tang San was deeply shocked.

Tang San's gaze grew increasingly gloomy. With a sway of his body, he lunged at Chen Feng once more.

"Parasite!"

He had already scattered seeds onto Chen Feng, and his Blue Silver Grass instantly began to parasitize Chen Feng's body.

Chen Feng knew very well that the Blue Silver Grass had a paralyzing effect. Generally, Tang San would bind his opponents with the grass and then trigger the toxins to finish them off.

So, how could Chen Feng let him succeed?

Just as the Blue Silver Grass was about to sprout, Chen Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth, "Have you ever felt the shroud of midwinter?"

"What?" Tang San was confused.

The next moment, Chen Feng gently swung the long sword in his hand. Endless ice condensed around him, instantly covering a hundred-meter radius, even staining the ground with a layer of frost.

The moment the cold air entered his body, Tang San felt his entire frame stiffen. A chill coursed through him, and then, a biting cold seeped into his body along the Blue Silver Grass. Instantly, both the grass on him and his own body were completely frozen.

Crack—

Chen Feng took a step forward, and Tang San's Blue Silver Grass shattered instantly.

At that moment, Tang San was utterly shocked. He released his Blue Silver Grass once again.

"Blue Silver Grass First Soul Skill—Blue Silver Entanglement!"

Tang San unleashed his entanglement. As his yellow soul ring glowed, the Blue Silver Grass instantly elongated, striking toward Chen Feng.

Chen Feng said calmly, "The long sword sweeps across the sky like falling leaves, a point of cold light brings the Falling Clear Autumn! First Soul Skill—Falling Clear Autumn!"

This was Chen Feng's first soul skill. The next moment, Chen Feng's figure shifted, becoming ethereal as he wove continuously around the Blue Silver Grass.

Sword light as my will, severing all the grass!

Chen Feng's long sword danced lightly in his hand, and streaks of sword intent were slashed out in an instant, causing those Blue Silver Grass to collapse and shatter one after another.

Tang San watched Chen Feng in utter shock, unable to believe his own eyes.

At this moment, Tang San was filled with extreme terror; he knew that this guy, who looked to be about the same age as him, was incredibly strong.

He knew that using his Blue Silver Grass would likely not be enough to defeat this fellow, so the next moment, he immediately executed his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, instantly circling behind Chen Feng.

The next moment, Tang San immediately unleashed his Sleeve Arrow.

The Sleeve Arrow was Tang San's hidden weapon; the next moment, that single arrow shot silently toward Chen Feng.

Yet, as if he had predicted it long ago, Chen Feng turned around abruptly and raised a hand, catching the arrow Tang San had fired with pinpoint accuracy.

"Still trying to ambush me? Too naive." As he spoke, Chen Feng suddenly flicked his wrist, and the arrow was thrown back toward Tang San. At the same time, a sheet of frost mist erupted from his hand, instantly filling the air.

Within the frost mist, Tang San's vision suddenly blurred. He discovered with horror that, under the cover of the mist, he could no longer see anything at all and could only rely on his keen five senses to barely remain conscious.

Just at this moment, a voice suddenly reached his ears.

"One Sword Shakes the Eight Wilds!"