Tang San Beats Down Dai Mubai! Who Else?!

Tang San stepped forward and stood in the center of the field, her face brimming with excitement.

She rolled her wrists, her knuckles cracking crisply. The taut lines of her muscles tightened slightly with the movement, exuding an explosive sense of power.

Seeing how calm and composed Tang San looked only made Dai Mubai burn with greater fury. His heterochromatic eyes narrowed as Soul Power erupted from his body!

"Evil Eye White Tiger, possess me!"

With a low shout, white tiger fur instantly covered his entire body. His muscles swelled, his frame grew a full size larger, and three Soul Rings rose from beneath his feet.

Yellow, yellow, purple—the standard optimal Soul Ring configuration. The aura of a level 37 Soul Elder spread without reservation, forcing the surrounding examinees to retreat several steps.

"I'll let you attack first, so you can't say I'm bullying someone with a useless Martial Soul!" Dai Mubai said coldly, his face full of arrogance.

Tang San snorted and stamped her foot, sending Soul Power rippling through the ground.

Three Soul Rings slowly rose beneath her feet and arranged themselves in sequence. The instant their radiance began to flow, all discussion across the field caught in everyone's throats.

The first ring was bright yellow, yet its edge overflowed with dense purple light—yellow and purple intertwined!

The second was deep purple, a five-thousand-year Soul Ring so rich in color that it nearly shone. Its halo was almost solid!

The third was an even darker purple, nearly black. It was a staggering nine thousand eight hundred years old, only two hundred years short of crossing into the ten-thousand-year threshold—the ultimate third Soul Ring!

"Boom!"

The entire field exploded into uproar!

Everyone's eyes went wide as they stared fixedly at the three Soul Rings beneath Tang San's feet, their minds utterly blank.

"Her first Soul Ring is nearly a thousand years old? Her second is five thousand years old? Her third is just one step away from ten thousand years?!"

"How is that possible?! Didn't Master Yu Xiaogang say the limit for the first Soul Ring was just over four hundred years, and the second was seven hundred and sixty years?!"

The notebook in Yu Xiaogang's hand fell to the ground with a smack. His eyes widened, his whole body trembled, and he pointed at Tang San. His lips quivered for a long time, but he could not force out a word.

"Impossible... absolutely impossible... This violates the iron law of Martial Soul development... My theory is not wrong... This is impossible..."

The Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, which he had taken such pride in and regarded as absolute truth, had been smashed to pieces at their very foundation by those three Soul Rings!

The arrogance on Dai Mubai's face froze as well, replaced by utter gravity.

His third Soul Ring was only twelve hundred years old, yet even her second Soul Ring exceeded his third by several times!

"White Tiger Protection Barrier!"

Dai Mubai did not dare underestimate her. He immediately activated his first soul skill, raising all his attributes by thirty percent as every strand of tiger fur on his body stood erect.

"White Tiger Intense Light Wave!"

He roared, firing a solid white beam of light from his mouth. It hurtled toward Tang San with a howling gale. He had put everything into this attack, holding nothing back!

Tang San stood where she was without any intention of dodging. Her first Soul Ring lit up, releasing a yellow-and-purple halo.

"First Soul Skill—Blue Silver Tyrant Body!"

Countless emerald Blue Silver Grass blades burst from the ground beneath her feet and swiftly wound up from her ankles, layer upon layer weaving themselves into thick armor of grass leaves.

Energy from deep within the earth flowed continuously into her body through the roots. Her muscles instantly tightened, and all her attributes doubled!

"Bang!"

The White Tiger Intense Light Wave slammed violently into the Blue Silver armor with a muffled boom. The armor merely shook; not a single crack appeared. Tang San did not even shift her feet.

"Is that all you've got?"

Tang San curled her lip. She had thought this would be as satisfying as sparring with Brother Gu Qing, but this was it?

Then the second Soul Ring beneath her feet lit up, and the five-thousand-year deep-purple Soul Ring unleashed its power.

"Second Soul Skill—Blue Silver Strangling!"

Countless Blue Silver Grass vines thicker than arms crazily burst from the ground beneath Dai Mubai's feet. The barbed vines instantly wrapped around his limbs, waist, abdomen, and neck, tightening more and more!

The barbs pierced his skin, making Dai Mubai grunt in pain. Soul Power throughout his body was bound by the vines, and even circulating it became sluggish.

This was Tang San's second soul skill, granted by her five-thousand-year Soul Ring. It possessed both control and offensive properties, capable of restraining an enemy's movements while continuously inflicting damage through its barbs and constricting force.

Dai Mubai's expression changed drastically. He pushed his Soul Power with all his might, trying to break free from the vines, and roared through gritted teeth, "White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

His third Soul Ring lit up. His body expanded another size, his strength doubled outright, and his claws flashed with cold light as he desperately tore at the Blue Silver vines around him, forcibly ripping several apart!

The moment he broke free and tried to charge in for close combat, Tang San's third Soul Ring suddenly blazed. The terrifying nine-thousand-eight-hundred-year Soul Ring erupted with power!

"Third Soul Skill—Blue Silver Rampart!"

A gigantic, semi-transparent shield of Blue Silver Grass instantly condensed in front of Tang San. Its surface was covered in Blue Silver Grass patterns, as thick and imposing as a city wall!

Dai Mubai threw a full-force punch at the rampart. With a thunderous "Dong!", the Blue Silver Rampart did not budge in the slightest. Instead, the recoil numbed Dai Mubai's fist and forced him two steps back.

This was her third soul skill, granted by a nine-thousand-eight-hundred-year Soul Ring that was nearly ten thousand years old. It was a purely defensive soul skill, its defensive power comparable to a defensive Soul Ancestor giving everything she had. Attacks at the Soul Elder level could not breach it in the slightest.

"Done attacking? My turn,"

Tang San said flatly. She dismissed the Blue Silver Rampart, flashed forward, and arrived before Dai Mubai in an instant. Borrowing the doubled strength of Blue Silver Tyrant Body, she drove a full-force punch into his chest!

"Take the Lion's Fang Brother Gu Qing taught me!"

The wind around Tang San's fist vaguely took the shape of a golden lion!

"Bang! Bang bang!"

With a deafening, muffled impact, Dai Mubai flew away like a tattered sack, crashing heavily to the ground and skidding more than ten meters. A huge section of his chest caved in as he spewed a mouthful of blood. His Evil Eye White Tiger possession state was directly shattered, reverting him to human form.

Tang San did not stop. She flashed to Dai Mubai's side, grabbed him by the collar, and lifted him up. Her fists rained down on his face and body, every blow carrying immense force. Dai Mubai was beaten so badly that his head spun, and he could not even scream.

With the final punch, she struck Dai Mubai viciously in the stomach. Tang San casually tossed him to the ground, planted one foot on his chest, and looked down at him from above.

Dai Mubai lay on the ground, covered in injuries and lacking even the strength to move. He could only glare at Tang San in humiliation, unable to say a word.

The entire field fell deathly silent!

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Dai Mubai, the level 37 Evil Eye White Tiger wielder with a top-tier beast Martial Soul, had actually been suppressed from start to finish by a level 39 Blue Silver Grass "useless" Martial Soul? He could not even break through her defense?

Zhao Wuji's mouth hung open for a long while. He had thought Dai Mubai's victory was certain, but Dai Mubai could not even shake her third soul skill's defense?

Flender's expression turned ugly beyond measure. Dai Mubai was the strongest among Shrek's students. If even he had lost so miserably, how could they continue fighting?

At the edge of the crowd, Zhu Zhuqing's eyes shone frighteningly bright. Her delicate body trembled continuously with excitement. She became even more certain that she had to stay—she absolutely had to follow someone who could teach Blue Silver Grass to become this powerful!!!

Ning Rongrong's eyes sparkled with stars. Her gaze toward Tang San was filled with fantasy, as though she had already placed herself in Tang San's shoes.

Blue Silver Grass could actually possess such formidable combat strength. Could my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda Martial Soul become this powerful too?!!

"Fighting feels amazing! Amazing, amazing!"

"Who else?"