Master, Stop Talking, Your Disciple's Skills Are Leaking

Early in the morning, people had already begun their morning exercises at the Notting Academy training grounds.

When Tang San walked into the grounds with Yu Xiaogang, he had changed his clothes, but his right hand still twitched from time to time.

After successfully absorbing that Mandala Snake spirit ring last night, his Blue Silver Grass had indeed gained toxicity and the Entangle ability.

However, every time he activated it, his wrist would feel a jolt of numbness first.

He had not told many people about this minor issue.

Yu Xiaogang stood at the edge of the training grounds with his hands behind his back, trying hard to suppress the memory of the embarrassment he had suffered in the Soul Hunting Forest last night.

"Tang San, demonstrate your First Spirit Skill here today."

"There are always people in the academy who only look at the age of a spirit ring and fail to understand the direction of martial soul development."

"Use facts to tell them that Blue Silver Grass can also follow the path of a control-type."

Tang San nodded.

"Alright."

On the other side of the training grounds, Xiao Chenyu strolled over with a few senior students.

He had heard that Tang San had also become a one-ring spirit master and wanted to come over to get acquainted.

After all, innate full spirit power and being a one-ring spirit master sounded quite promising.

But as soon as he reached the edge of the grounds, he saw that Su Hang had also arrived with Xiao Wu.

Xiao Chenyu immediately changed his course and ran straight to Su Hang's side.

"Boss Su, morning."

"I heard Tang San got a spirit ring, so I came over specifically to watch the excitement."

Wang Sheng followed behind with his arms crossed.

"That's not what you said just a moment ago."

Xiao Chenyu turned his head and glared at him.

"What do you know? I'm just showing concern for a classmate's progress."

Xiao Wu stood beside Su Hang, still holding half a snack in her hand.

She saw Tang San stand in the center of the training grounds and leaned half a step behind Su Hang.

"Brother Su Hang, is he really going to demonstrate it?"

Su Hang casually took the snack she handed him.

"A demonstration is good."

"Some flaws remain hidden when kept indoors, but once brought out into the sun, they become clear."

Not far away, the night-duty teacher was also drawn over.

He hadn't dared to investigate the commotion in the courtyard last night too closely.

Hearing today that Tang San had returned from hunting a spirit beast, he also wanted to see what kind of First Spirit Skill this freshman with innate full spirit power had obtained.

More and more people gathered around the training grounds.

"Tang San has become a spirit master too?"

"I heard it's a yellow spirit ring."

"That's already very strong. Among the freshmen in our academy, aside from a monster like Boss Su, a yellow ring is already top-tier."

Tang San stood in the center and raised his right hand.

Blue Silver Grass sprouted from his palm.

A yellow spirit ring rose from beneath his feet, rotating around his body.

The observing students immediately became animated.

"It really is a one-ring!"

"Blue Silver Grass can actually be cultivated?"

"Innate full spirit power really is different."

Listening to these discussions, the tightness in Yu Xiaogang's chest that had persisted all night finally eased a little.

He raised his hand and pointed toward a wooden stake in front.

"Tang San, First Spirit Skill."

Tang San waved his right hand.

"Entangle."

Several strands of Blue Silver Grass shot up from the ground and coiled toward the wooden stake.

The grass blades, marked with dark green patterns, began to tighten once they latched onto the stake.

Black spots soon appeared on the surface of the wood.

The students watching from the sidelines began to shout.

"It's poisonous!"

"Blue Silver Grass can carry poison?"

Yu Xiaogang spoke up immediately.

"This is the path of a Control-type."

"Blue Silver Grass is fragile by nature, but after absorbing a suitable spirit ring, it can possess the three effects of poison, Entangle, and restriction."

"As long as it is used properly, even a trash spirit can realize its value."

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Hang took a step forward.

"Xiao Chenyu."

Xiao Chenyu had been shrinking back at the edge of the crowd, but upon hearing those three words, his entire body stiffened.

"Boss Su, do you have an order?"

Su Hang pointed at the Blue Silver Grass on the wooden stake.

"Summon your spirit and try to break it."

Xiao Chenyu's face twitched.

"Me?"

Xiao Wu bit into a snack and added vaguely, "Aren't you a White Wolf? A wolf biting grass is perfectly reasonable."

Wang Sheng patted Xiao Chenyu on the shoulder. "Go on, it's a chance to show off."

Xiao Chenyu gritted his teeth and walked over to the wooden stake. "Boss Su, I'm really going to try then."

Su Hang nodded. "Don't be afraid, if it breaks, it's on Tang San."

Tang San did not stop him.

He also wanted to see exactly how far his First Spirit Skill could go when facing a student with a Beast Spirit.

Xiao Chenyu let out a low shout. "Spirit, White Wolf, possess!"

After the White Wolf possessed him, his arms thickened, his claws extended, and he grabbed the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around the wooden stake, pulling outward.

The Blue Silver Grass did not snap immediately.

However, a familiar numbness traveled to Tang San's wrists.

The poison patterns flickered first, and the binding force failed to keep up.

The tightening motion of the Blue Silver Grass faltered for half a beat.

Xiao Chenyu sensed the opportunity, and with another pull of his White Wolf claws, several blades of grass turned black and snapped on the spot.

The wooden stake wobbled, and the remaining Blue Silver Grass loosened significantly.

The chatter among the watching students suddenly changed in tone.

"It doesn't seem that stable after all."

"Did it stutter just now?"

"The poison is there, but the binding isn't fast enough."

Tang San retracted the Blue Silver Grass, his right hand hanging by his side, and did not speak immediately.

Yu Xiaogang stepped forward. "The spirit skill was just acquired; it needs time to be refined."

"Control-type spirit masters are not meant for solo fights. In a real battle, with teammates providing cover, Entangle will naturally be effective."

Su Hang lightly clapped the dust from his palms. "Needing teammates to cover for a first ring."

"That theory is quite convenient for oneself."

Someone on the sidelines couldn't hold back a laugh.

Xiao Chenyu quickly retreated behind Su Hang, pretending he hadn't done anything at all.

Wang Sheng lowered his voice. "The Master's face is about to lose its composure."

Xiao Wu nodded.

"He's quite good at making excuses."

Yu Xiaogang stood in the center of the field, his face turning a shade of green.

"Su Hang, you only know how to nitpick."

"Spirit Master cultivation emphasizes long-term growth. Tang San is only at his first ring; what right do you have to conclude that this spirit skill is useless?"

Su Hang raised his hand, counting off the points clearly.

"The toxicity is impure, the durability is insufficient, and there is a delay in activation."

"It might scare an ordinary person."

"But against a fast Spirit Master, the Blue Silver Grass would be gone before it even had a chance to wrap around them."

Tang San finally moved.

He raised his right hand, and his yellow spirit ring lit up once more.

Blue Silver Grass shot up from the ground, but this time, instead of lunging at the wooden stake, it circled halfway around and struck directly toward Su Hang's ankles.

This move came very suddenly.

The surrounding students hadn't even reacted before the Blue Silver Grass was already brushing against the edge of Su Hang's shoes.

Yu Xiaogang did not intervene.

Tang San didn't stop either.

He wanted to prove that his Blue Silver Grass could land a hit.

Just as Xiao Wu was about to step forward, a flash of Dark Purple Lightning ignited beneath Su Hang's feet.

The thunder swept across the ground.

The moment those few strands of Blue Silver Grass touched the edge of Su Hang's shoe, the blades turned charred black on the spot, their venomous patterns shattered by the lightning, and they fell to the ground in broken pieces.

Tang San's right hand went numb, and his arm faltered for a split second.

The training ground fell completely silent.

Su Hang stepped over the charred grass and stood his ground.

"Your First Spirit Skill is just like the Grandmaster's theories."

"They sound intimidating, but they're full of holes when put to the test."