Now That I Am So Strong, I Still Can't Catch Your Eye?

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass grew stronger, and with a ten-thousand-year spirit ring, his mastery and application of the Clear Sky Hammer advanced further.

He believed he was already capable of fighting Ye Han.

He craved to wash away his past shame and get his payback back.

The other members of the Shrek Team also followed Tang San's gaze toward the direction where Ye Han was.

Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun had both been stabbed by Ye Han's Sky-Piercing Spear.

Those wounds had long since healed, but the sense of humiliation remained like a red-hot branding iron, constantly burning in their hearts.

They similarly craved revenge.

Ye Han had worn a mask while in the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena.

Aside from Tang San and Xiao Wu, no one in the Shrek Team had seen his true face.

At this moment, they saw a calm-looking youth standing in the spectator area of the Spirit Hall Team, causing a sense of oppression to well up instinctively.

"Little San, is that Ye Han?"

Dai Mubai asked in a low voice.

"It's him. Even if he turned to ash, I'd recognize him!"

Tang San gritted his teeth, involuntarily clenching his fists.

The excruciating pain of having his Eight Spider Lances broken by Ye Han in the Heaven Dou Great Soul Arena, the humiliation of the Clear Sky Hammer failing to match the Sky-Piercing Spear, and the mockery the opponent had left behind so casually all surged up like venomous snakes gnawing at his sanity.

He had warned himself to turn his grief and humiliation into strength.

Therefore, during these days, he cultivated day and night, pushing his Blue Silver Grass to a new realm, and finally managed to control the Clear Sky Hammer with greater ease.

Yet when Ye Han truly appeared before