On the celestial screen.
Dai Mubai sneered. "I don't know why you have two purple Soul Rings, but a trash Martial Soul is still a trash Martial Soul! Blue Silver Grass has no offensive power whatsoever. A Soul Grandmaster is still just a Soul Grandmaster. Trying to challenge a three-ring Soul Elder above your level? Wishful thinking!"
"Hehe~~"
Tang Si smiled faintly, thinking, At this point, I should say: There are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters! Then Dai Mubai would be utterly amazed: Wow~ Anyone who can say that must be a respected elder... Uh... This is so embarrassing.
Comments: [Tang San: There are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters. That is an eternal truth!]
[Dugu Yan: May I ask whether Yu Xiaogang is trash? Luo Sanpao definitely isn't trash. Luo Sanpao is a Golden Holy Dragon Hatchling!]
[Tang San: Dugu Yan, you slandered my teacher first. You already have a reason to die!]
[Dugu Bo: I treated you as a friend despite our age difference. I truly was blind! The next time we meet, I will certainly kill you!]
[Tang Hao: Old poisoner, even if I gave you ten times the nerve, would you dare?]
Dugu Bo from the Different World fell silent again. He still had a granddaughter to raise.
If he had been alone, why the hell would he fear Tang Hao? At worst, he could go to the Clear Sky Sect and poison every last one of them to death.
This is fucking suffocating! Tang Hao, you have a reason to die too! Dugu Bo cursed inwardly. He raised his head and started a livestream, hoping to find a way out through it.
At that moment, Dai Mubai launched his attack, moving far faster than Soul Elders of the same rank.
Then Tang Si moved even faster. He threw a punch, his Soul Power rippling outward and forcibly bringing Dai Mubai to a halt.
Level 37, top-tier Beast Martial Soul, and that's it?
Tang Si's inner voice reached the Different World.
Comments: [Dai Mubai: How is this possible? A mere support-type Soul Master actually matched my level 37 strength!]
[Yan: Well done! Beat Dai Mubai to death!]
[Feng Xiaotian: I thought Tang Si would be easily defeated, but he actually blocked an attack from a battle Soul Master.]
[Liu Erlong: Impossible! A mere support-type Soul Master, without Yu Xiaogang's guidance, how could he possibly block Dai Mubai's attack?]
[Hu Liena: Stupid woman, don't lose your composure. The battle has only just begun. If you lose it now, what will you do later?]
[Flender: Hehe~~ Don't forget that Tang Si has a system. He must have used some kind of Self-Created Soul Skill to barely block Mubai's attack.]
[Zhao Wuji: I can say for certain that even battle Soul Masters of the same rank would find it difficult to block Mubai's attack, much less a support-type Soul Master.]
[Yan: Shrek lot, keep talking tough. Let's see how long you can keep making excuses.]
The mention of a Self-Created Soul Skill temporarily convinced everyone. After all, Tang Si already had a thousand-year Self-Created Soul Skill, [Shave].
The power of [Shave] made everyone deeply envious. It was far stronger than any Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.
At the same time, Tang Si suddenly launched a fierce assault in the livestream, pinning Dai Mubai down and pummeling him relentlessly.
Fortunately, Dai Mubai had fairly extensive combat experience, so the fight did not become completely one-sided.
After taking several heavy blows to the arm, he immediately leaped backward, opening up some distance, then shouted, "First Soul Skill: White Tiger Protective Barrier!"
Clang~~
Tang Si's fist struck the Soul Skill barrier but failed to injure Dai Mubai. Dai Mubai seized the opening and counterattacked.
"Shave!"
Tang Si suddenly activated Shave and vanished before Dai Mubai's eyes. In the next instant, he appeared behind Dai Mubai and threw a punch!
Boom~
Caught off guard, Dai Mubai's White Tiger Protective Barrier shattered. He was blasted away and staggered back several steps.
"You!" Dai Mubai was immensely shocked. He had not seen Tang Si activate any Soul Ring. After his anger subsided, his heart jolted, and he cried out, "A Self-Created Soul Skill!"
"You have sharp eyes." Tang Si smiled. "Still want to fight?"
Dai Mubai's cheek muscles twitched. How could he admit defeat to a Soul Grandmaster?
"Third Soul Skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"
In an instant, Dai Mubai's strength, defense, and attack all doubled.
"To force me to use my third Soul Skill, I acknowledge you no matter how this battle ends!" Dai Mubai regained his confidence.
Tang Si thought, White Tiger Vajra Transformation truly is an enviable enhancement-type Soul Skill. And its boost exceeds that of most thousand-year Soul Skills.
Most thousand-year enhancement Soul Skills that could boost three attributes at once only increased them by around fifty percent. Dai Mubai's White Tiger Vajra Transformation, however, provided a full one hundred percent increase.
Comments: [Yan: Double? That's bullshit, right? Dai Mubai's Soul Skill can actually double his power? My third Soul Skill, Lord's Wrath, can only increase all attributes by thirty percent!]
[Dai Mubai: Hmph~ How can you even be mentioned in the same breath as me?]
Dai Mubai's comment confirmed Tang Si's inner voice.
Inside the Papal Hall of the Different World, Yan was furious. Beside him, Hu Liena shook her head at him, signaling for him not to argue for the time being.
Comments: [Tang San: I admit Tang Si has some skill, but it isn't enough! A support-type Soul Master is ultimately still support-type. Back then, only through exquisite Soul Skill coordination could I draw with Boss Dai when he used only two Soul Rings.]
[Oscar: Without using system-created Soul Skills, Tang Si is definitely no match for Boss Dai.]
[Tang San: Now that Boss Dai has used his third Soul Skill, his power has doubled. Back then, without using hidden weapons, I was no match for him at all, much less Tang Si, who is only a support-type Soul Master.]
[Yu Xiaogang: This is the limitation of support-type Martial Souls.]
The next second.
Tang Si on the livestream suddenly summoned his Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul, and Blue Silver Emperor vines erupted into wild growth.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen vines surrounded Dai Mubai from every direction, leaving him nowhere to retreat. He could only confront them head-on.
"Courting death!" Dai Mubai snorted coldly and punched toward the vines with a fist gleaming gold.
However, the Blue Silver Emperor vines merely changed direction under the force of the blow. They were not shattered.
"They weren't destroyed?" Dai Mubai was shocked for a moment, but the dozen-plus vines had already reached him in the blink of an eye, binding him into a dumpling.
"How is this possible?" With a hum, Dai Mubai erupted with all his Soul Power in an attempt to break free, but he could do nothing to the Blue Silver Emperor vines. He only pulled them tighter, and they showed signs of nearly snapping.
If Dai Mubai could unleash another burst like the last one, the Blue Silver Emperor vines would not be able to hold. But his old force had been exhausted before new force could arise. He needed more time to mobilize that much Soul Power again.
Everyone in the Different World was dumbfounded.
What had they just seen? A support-type Soul Grandmaster had actually trapped an assault-type battle Soul Master who had activated his third ring? And he could not break free!
Since when had support-type Soul Grandmasters become so powerful?
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