Little Scumbag Breaks Down!

Tang San gave Zhou Tao no chance to speak in rebuttal.

With a thought, he chose to strike first, intending to catch Zhou Tao off guard.

Buzz.

A faint blue light rose from Tang San's body.

His Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was suddenly released.

Two yellow and one purple Spirit Rings slowly rose from beneath his feet, neatly circling his body.

Without the slightest pause.

Tang San decisively activated three soul skills in succession and launched a fierce attack on Zhou Tao.

"First soul skill, Entanglement."

"Second soul skill, Parasite."

"Third soul skill, Spider Web Restraint."

Dense Blue Silver Vines burst from the ground, crisscrossing and sealing off every possible route of escape around Zhou Tao.

Seeing Tang San unleash three control soul skills in succession, all with highly overlapping functions, Zhou Tao's lips curled into an imperceptible smile.

When Tang San saw the smile on Zhou Tao's face, surprise immediately arose in his heart.

He temporarily slowed his offensive and could not help asking.

"Zhou Tao, why are you laughing?"

"Is there something funny about my attack?"

Hearing Tang San's question, the smile on Zhou Tao's face grew even broader, as though he were about to burst out laughing.

Zhou Tao raised a hand and pointed at the three Spirit Rings floating beneath Tang San's feet, grinning so widely that he could barely close his mouth.

That expression only deepened Tang San's confusion.

He furrowed his brows and pressed in a low voice.

"Zhou Tao, what exactly are you laughing at?"

A clear trace of anger had already entered Tang San's tone.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Zhou Tao finally spoke slowly, his voice clearly reaching everyone's ears.

"Tang San, have you ever calmly considered that the three Spirit Rings on your body are completely unnecessary?"

The moment those words reached his ears, Tang San's expression abruptly changed, filled with disbelief.

"How is that possible?"

"My Spirit Ring configuration was personally planned and selected for me by Grandmaster Yu Xiaogang."

"It is the perfect plan most suited for control-type soul masters."

Hearing this defense, Zhou Tao could no longer hold back and laughed mockingly.

"Control?"

"You should think carefully. Blue Silver Grass itself naturally possesses the ability to entangle and bind. It is an innate means of control."

"As long as the Martial Soul's foundation is strong enough, it can naturally become a top-tier control-type Martial Soul."

"Yet you deliberately added Entanglement, Spider Web Restraint, and Parasite as three extra soul skills."

"To put it bluntly, it's like farting after taking off your pants—completely unnecessary."

"Only someone like Yu Xiaogang would come up with such an absurd Martial Soul configuration."

"If word got out, people would laugh their teeth off."

"Yu Xiaogang is nothing but a useless fraud with an undeserved reputation. And he has turned you into a shortsighted fool as well."

"Hahaha, this is absolutely ridiculous."

Those words struck Tang San heavily, leaving him completely stunned.

His mind was in chaos.

He could not help but begin to think.

If Entanglement was already an innate ability of Blue Silver Grass, then why had he specifically absorbed a Spirit Ring to obtain a soul skill with the exact same effect?

Thinking about it that way, everything truly seemed exactly as Zhou Tao had said: pointless repetition with no meaning at all.

At that thought, a chill shot up his spine to the top of his head, breaking Tang San out in a cold sweat.

If he admitted Zhou Tao was right, it would be equivalent to proving before everyone that the path of cultivation he had followed for years had been completely wrong.

How could he accept such an outcome?

Absolutely not.

In Xiao Wu's heart, he had always been an omnipotent, overwhelmingly powerful presence.

Besides.

His father, Tang Hao, had long instructed him in secret to firmly secure Xiao Wu's heart.

He was to rely on their bond to move Xiao Wu and find an opportunity to persuade her to sacrifice her Ten-Thousand-Year Spirit Ring to strengthen himself.

Before that goal was fully achieved, he could not reveal even the slightest weakness, nor could he destroy the image of a powerful man he had painstakingly built.

Even if Zhou Tao's words were most likely true, he had to force himself to endure it and could never show weakness in public.

In an instant, Tang San rapidly calculated everything and settled on a response.

The next moment, Tang San shouted sharply and took the initiative to attack.

"Zhou Tao, you have quite some nerve, mocking my mentor before everyone!"

"And even insulting me so wantonly!"

"My teacher's conclusions are absolute truths, not to be casually questioned or defied by anyone!"

"You are arrogant and foul-mouthed. You have already chosen the path to death!"

In just a few words, Tang San pinned a huge accusation on Zhou Tao, trying to seize the moral high ground.

Seeing Tang San forcibly fly into a rage out of embarrassment, Zhou Tao smiled calmly.

"Tang San, it seems that unless you suffer a little in person, you will never give up."

"Come on. Today, I won't use any soul skills. I'll let you see clearly just how inferior those soul skills you take pride in truly are."

Zhou Tao stood quietly where he was, casually waving one hand before raising his middle finger, openly mocking Tang San.

That provocation instantly ignited the anger Tang San had been suppressing.

"Zhou Tao, I have tolerated you for far too long. Today, I will personally cripple you!"

Before his words had even faded, Tang San suddenly moved.

Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track unfolded. His figure twisted as he charged toward Zhou Tao with an extremely bizarre footwork pattern.

At the same time.

More than a dozen thick Blue Silver Grasses erupted wildly from the ground, carrying howling winds as they swept toward Zhou Tao from all directions.

Seeing the incoming Blue Silver Vines, Zhou Tao remained completely composed and immediately made his move.

He lightly pointed forward with a finger. The power of his Golden Ancient Tree Martial Soul flowed through his body, and countless heavy vines instantly surged forth, layering around him and forming a tightly sealed defense.

The Blue Silver Grass tightly wrapped around him, binding him layer upon layer and firmly enclosing Zhou Tao's body.

Seeing Zhou Tao completely restrained by his vines, a powerful swell of confidence suddenly rose within Tang San.

The tense, solemn look in his eyes quickly turned into faint mockery.

So Zhou Tao had merely been boasting before.

He did not possess the true strength Tang San had imagined.

That brief moment of self-doubt must have been nothing more than a false alarm.

Tang San's lost confidence quickly returned.

He was now a level thirty-two Soul Ancestor.

He was no longer the boy who had only just awakened his Martial Soul and possessed nothing.

Under the careful guidance of his mentor Yu Xiaogang, his Second Spirit Ring had come from a six-hundred-year Ghost Vine.

He had also mastered the formidable Parasite soul skill.

Zhou Tao was arrogant beyond measure. He actually dared to face him head-on without even fully activating his Martial Soul.

It was utterly absurd.

With only the vines created by his second soul skill, his opponent had no way to break free.

In the end, Zhou Tao was nothing but a useless fool putting on a show.

Today's battle was not only to prove himself, but also to seek justice for the classmates Zhou Tao had humiliated at the academy, and for his teacher.

In Tang San's heart, Zhou Tao had long become unforgivable!

Not far away.

Dai Mubai, who had been brutally injured by Zhou Tao earlier, painfully struggled up from the ground.

Yet his legs still trembled uncontrollably, the lingering fear refusing to fade.

"Tang San, well done!"

Dai Mubai gave Tang San a gesture of approval, then fixed a venomous gaze on Zhou Tao, who was trapped by the vines.

"Kid, next you'll get a proper taste of Young Master Dai's tiger fist!"

The last time he had fought Zhou Tao, the other party had struck viciously and nearly turned him into a eunuch.

He had never forgotten that bone-deep hatred for even a moment, thinking of revenge day and night as he waited for an opportunity.

Today.

He would let everyone know that the name Evil-Eyed White Tiger was no empty reputation.

Watching the two men boast one after the other, their arrogance soaring, Zhou Tao's face was filled with cold disdain.

He had allowed the Blue Silver Grass to bind him not because he lacked the strength to break free, but because he wanted to have some fun with the two of them.

Now that his purpose had been achieved.

It was time to give them a little unexpected surprise.

"You two really think that a few rotten vines can completely trap me?"

"That is far too naive."

"Next, I will show you what truly terrifying power is."