Wasn't this a bit ridiculous? Where would Spirit Hall's dignity be then?
Just as Dai Mubai and the other three were about to reach Jiang Chen and unleash their skills, when everyone thought the battle was about to end, the Blue Silver Grass bundle wrapped around Jiang Chen like a giant rice dumpling moved.
The creaking grew louder. The Blue Silver Grass completely encasing Jiang Chen gradually began to bulge, as though some prehistoric beast within was about to burst free from its restraints.
Tang San's expression changed, his heartbeat quickening as he prepared to pull back the Blue Silver Grass.
He clearly saw countless cracks appear across the incomparably tough Blue Silver Grass.
This had never happened before.
His Blue Silver Grass had been shattered by others' soul skills before, but never like today—where a young man of his own generation was about to break it apart through brute force alone.
Just how terrifying was that strength?
At that moment, Tang San finally understood why Dai Mubai had lost to Jiang Chen back then, even without Jiang Chen using any soul skills.
This brute strength alone was enough to rival many terrifying soul skills.
"Trying to run? Too late." Jiang Chen sneered, his aura surging.
Cracking sounds rang out without pause. Jiang Chen grabbed several thick strands of Blue Silver Grass, then spun his body sharply, catching hold of all the Blue Silver Grass.
"Break!" His thunderous roar echoed across the entire plaza.
Then, before everyone's horrified eyes and Tang San's panic-stricken gaze, Jiang Chen yanked more than ten thick strands of Blue Silver Grass into the air.
The Blue Silver Grass was indeed exceptionally tough. Jiang Chen did not snap it; instead, he tore up the portions still embedded in the ground along with it.
All the Blue