The Powerful Defensive Strength of the Blue Silver High Stilt

"It's a thousand-year Phoenix-Tail Cockscomb Serpent!"

The Phoenix-Tail Cockscomb Serpent had already fled into the vicinity of the Shrek Seven Devils. Caught by Zhu Zhuqing's gaze, Tang San identified the species of the snake through her description.

"It's very suitable for Oscar's martial soul; it should provide a speed-boosting soul skill."

"Its speed is extremely fast. I'm afraid it won't be easy to hunt," Zhu Zhuqing said.

"Snakes fear birds of prey. Fatty's martial soul is a phoenix, so it should be able to exert a certain level of suppression," Tang San speculated.

"It's coming."

Tang San channeled his soul power, and countless Blue Silver Grass instantly sprouted from the ground, forming a massive Blue Silver net that trapped the Phoenix-Tail Cockscomb Serpent inside.

Seeing its path blocked, the Phoenix-Tail Cockscomb Serpent turned around and flew rapidly upward.

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass also grew upward at high speed, forming another large net to surround and contain it.

The toughness of Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was currently slightly superior to that of the same period in the original timeline; trapped within, the thousand-year Phoenix-Tail Cockscomb Serpent was unable to break free.

"San, you're too cool!"

Oscar quickly arrived beside the Phoenix-Tail Cockscomb Serpent, a dagger appearing in his hand, aimed at its ruby-like fleshy crest.

"Stop!"

Snake Matriarch finally arrived with Meng Yiran and walked out slowly.

"This old woman is Chao Tianxiang." Following the Snake Matriarch's self-introduction, six soul rings—two yellow, three purple, and one black—emerged.

Seeing the Snake Matriarch's six soul rings, Zhao Wuji smiled confidently, and his seven soul rings—two yellow, two purple, and three black—pulsed into view. "Is there something you need?"

"Greetings, respected Soul Saint. You cannot kill this soul beast; we discovered it first." Although the Snake Matriarch's words were polite, there was not a hint of respect in her tone.

"How could you have discovered it first? We didn't see a trace of you when we found it!" Seeing his soul ring about to be snatched away, Oscar shouted loudly.

"Its abdomen bears the scar left by my grandmother's Snake Staff. See for yourselves," Meng Yiran said.

Hearing this, Tang San stepped forward, examined the abdomen of the Phoenix-Tail Cockscomb Serpent, and nodded toward Zhao Wuji.

"Isn't that the group from the Pheasant Academy?" In the shadows, Oslo watched Tang San and the others below.

"They seem to be arguing with the Snake Matriarch over the ownership of this Phoenix-Tail Cockscomb Serpent," Yu Tianheng said, recognizing the Snake Matriarch as he pondered.

"Should we beat them up again?" Oslo said, eager to try. "We forgot to beat up that fat guy yesterday; he escaped a disaster."

"No rush," Di Lintian shook his head.

"The Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch are always inseparable. The Dragon Duke should be nearby," Dugu Yan said.

"I'm afraid that won't do, Senior Snake Matriarch. My student has just reached level thirty and is in dire need of this soul ring," Zhao Wuji said, shaking his head.

"Oh? One of these children has broken through to level thirty?" The Snake Matriarch looked at Tang San and the others, who were even younger than her own granddaughter.

"Yes, Senior Snake Matriarch. Oscar."

"Present!" Oscar stepped forward and bowed deeply to the Snake Matriarch. "Senior Snake Matriarch, this junior is at soul power level thirty."

"In that case, let your student spar with my granddaughter. Whoever wins gets the soul ring," the Snake Matriarch said.

"I'm afraid that's inappropriate. This student of mine is a food-system soul master," Zhao Wuji said.

"Teacher Zhao, why don't I step in for Oscar?" Tang San walked out from behind Oscar.

"Isn't this the kid whose head got stuck in the ceiling and couldn't get out?" Yu Tianheng said, watching Tang San walk out.

"This kid doesn't even know his own strength. Isn't he just handing over the soul ring?"

Zhao Wuji and the Snake Matriarch nodded, and the remaining six Shrek Devils quickly stepped back, leaving the arena to the two of them.

"Meng Yiran, martial soul Snake Staff, level thirty battle soul master."

"Tang San, martial soul Blue Silver Grass, level twenty-nine control-system battle soul master."

"Blue Silver Grass, nothing but a trash martial soul." Despite her mocking words, Meng Yiran's movements were not slow; her Snake Staff transformed into a spear and smashed down toward Tang San's head.

Ignoring Meng Yiran's mockery, Tang San stepped with the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step and quickly flipped backward.

As he flipped, Blue Silver Grass sprouted from the ground and quickly entangled Meng Yiran.

"First soul skill, Blue Silver Pole Vault!"

A straight stalk of Blue Silver Grass sprouted beneath Meng Yiran, growing larger by the second.

Seeing the rapidly growing Blue Silver Grass, Meng Yiran sensed danger and nimbly slipped through the gaps in the grass.

"First soul skill, Snake Blade!"

Before Meng Yiran could land, her Snake Staff emitted a pale purple halo, and she thrust it toward Tang San.

Tang San once again relied on the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step to dodge Meng Yiran's attack.

Although Tang San had not absorbed the Ghost Vine soul ring, the Blue Silver Grass still possessed sharp, thorny branches that shredded Meng Yiran's clothes, revealing large patches of snow-white skin.

"Damn it!" Meng Yiran was furious. The Snake Staff in her hand instantly split into dozens, which flew toward Tang San.

"Second soul skill, Blue Silver Stilts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Blue Silver Grass instantly grew from beneath his feet, lifting his figure to the same height as the nearby large tree.

The Snake Staff struck the Blue Silver stilts repeatedly, yet it caused no damage, not even making Tang San feel the slightest tremor.

"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Pole Vault!"

Tang San utilized the Blue Silver stilts beneath his feet to instantly leap above Meng Yiran's head.

"Mysterious Jade Hand!"

Tang San's hands were as white as jade as he grabbed the other end of Meng Yiran's Snake Staff, continuously channeling his own soul power into it.

"You want to compete with me in soul power?" Meng Yiran smiled disdainfully and also began pouring her soul power into the staff without pause.

The Mysterious Heaven Skill allows my soul power to be endless and continuous; if this keeps up, she will certainly be no match for me, Tang San thought to himself.

Watching this scene, which differed vastly from the original story, Di Lintian, who was hiding in the shadows, finally could not help but want to interfere.

A faint halo of soul power flickered around his head as a silent, invisible mental attack intruded into Tang San's mind.

Having lived two lifetimes and cultivated the Purple Demon Eye, Tang San's mental strength far exceeded that of soul masters at his level, but compared to Di Lintian, it was still too weak.

Di Lintian's transformation was different from that of other hundred-thousand-year Soul Beasts; although he had lost the strength of a hundred-thousand-year Soul Beast, his mental strength remained. In other words, his mental power was still at the level of a Titled Douluo.

The mental attack Di Lintian used came from that hundred-thousand-year head soul bone; it would be more accurate to call it mental interference rather than a mental attack.

This mental interference caused no damage and could only disrupt the enemy's thoughts, causing them to pause for a moment. This was common among mental attacks, but as a skill produced by a hundred-thousand-year soul bone, it naturally had its unique aspects.

Its strength lay in the words "silent and invisible"; as long as one was not standing right next to Di Lintian, it was impossible to detect the slightest mental fluctuation.

Tang San suddenly felt his head become heavy and dizzy, and the transmission of soul power from his hands slowed down. Meng Yiran did not know why Tang San had weakened his soul power.

Since you've reduced yours, then I'll increase mine!

Meng Yiran increased the frequency of her soul power transmission, while Tang San's continued to slow.

The next moment, Tang San was sent flying by the immense surge of soul power, only to be caught by Zhao Wuji in mid-air.

"I won!" Meng Yiran raised the Snake Staff in her hand and pointed it at Zhao Wuji.

"Oscar, I'm sorry." Tang San had already returned to normal and spoke to Oscar.

"It's fine, Little San, I don't blame you. At worst, we'll just go hunt a different Soul Beast." Oscar patted Tang San on the shoulder.

"Senior Snake Matriarch, according to our agreement, this Phoenix-Tail Cockscomb Serpent is yours." Zhao Wuji had not originally wanted to let it go so easily, but since Oscar had said as much, he, as a teacher, could not continue to be relentless. "Let's go."