Dragon Beard Needles Specialized in Breaking Defenses? Try Breaking Void Imprisonment!

"Come and fight!"

Purple light glimmered in Tang San's eyes.

His hands had already turned into Mysterious Jade Hands. Then, both hands swept upward, scattering hidden weapons like a celestial maiden scattering flowers.

Dozens of cold flashes shot out at once—sleeve arrows, flying darts, iron caltrops, bone-piercing nails—sealing off every possible path of retreat for Ye Chen.

"Just cheap tricks."

Ye Chen remained where he was.

The hidden weapons stopped three feet in front of him, hanging in midair as though embedded in invisible amber.

He had merely circulated his Soul Power and formed a protective Soul Power barrier around himself, blocking those worthless trinkets.

"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"

Blue Silver Grass surged from Tang San's palm, as thick as a child's arm. Marked with unusual patterns, it lashed toward Ye Chen.

Tang San's goal was not to restrain Ye Chen, but to use the Blue Silver Grass to obscure his vision before releasing Dragon Beard Needles, which specialized in piercing protective energy.

Even if Ye Chen knew Diamond Shield and Iron Shirt, he would not be able to withstand the power of the Dragon Beard Needles.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Tang San had concealed the Dragon Beard Needles between his fingernails. When he flicked them out, blood seeped from his fingers.

In order to break through Ye Chen's defenses, Tang San fired three Dragon Beard Needles in succession, piercing toward Ye Chen's vital points from different directions.

"Nothing but worthless tricks."

"Second Soul Skill, Void Imprisonment!"

Ye Chen's second Soul Ring lit up beneath his feet.

Immediately afterward, immense spatial power surged forth, sealing off the space within one meter around him.

This Soul Skill could not only control enemies, but also protect himself and his allies. It was an exceptionally powerful Soul Skill that combined control and defense.

Even an attack-type Soul King of the same rank would be unable to break the imprisonment within five seconds.

"You'll pay for your arrogance!"

Seeing that Ye Chen had not dodged and was actually trying to take the Dragon Beard Needles head-on, Tang San sneered.

Even Tang San himself could only barely fend them off with Mysterious Jade Hand.

If the gap in strength was too great, even his Mysterious Jade Hand would not be able to stop the Dragon Beard Needles.

"Get lost!"

Ye Chen curled his fingers and lightly flicked upward amid the dense barrage of hidden weapons.

All the hidden weapons instantly changed direction and flew back toward Tang San along their original paths, carrying greater force and following even trickier trajectories than before.

Tang San abruptly activated Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track. One hidden weapon after another nailed themselves into the spot where he had just been standing, all sinking three inches into the ground, their fletching still trembling.

Tang San was now half-kneeling on the ground. He raised his head, his face twisted viciously, several bloody gashes now marking his body.

Ye Chen, meanwhile, stood in the same place. He had not moved a single step from beginning to end.

"This is impossible!"

Tang San could not accept this outcome.

The Tang Sect Hidden Weapons and Tang Sect Secret Arts he had always taken pride in had completely lost their effectiveness before Ye Chen.

"Third Brother, what's wrong?"

Xiao Wu hurried over to support Tang San.

She discovered that lumps of flesh on Tang San's chest, waist, and buttocks had twisted out of shape, making him look to be in extreme pain.

"Hey, you went too far! How could you hurt Third Brother like this?"

Xiao Wu shielded Tang San behind her.

A faint pink gleam appeared in her eyes as she launched Charm at Ye Chen.

Then, Xiao Wu bent slightly forward, gathering strength as she prepared to hit Ye Chen with an Eight-Stage Throw.

"Ah!"

Xiao Wu felt a sudden stabbing pain in her head and collapsed in front of Tang San.

Ye Chen spread his hands helplessly.

He had not even made a move, yet Xiao Wu had knocked herself unconscious.

After all, Ye Chen's Martial Soul possessed both spiritual and spatial attributes. His current spiritual power was enough to rival that of an ordinary Titled Douluo.

Xiao Wu's half-baked Charm could not even do anything to Zhao Wuji, much less Ye Chen, a spiritual-type Soul King.

"What did you do to Xiao Wu?"

Tang San burned with rage.

His left hand tightly gripped a hammer, ready to spring up and attack at any moment.

Unfortunately, the three Dragon Beard Needles were twisting inside his body, causing unbearable pain. Tang San could barely move right now, much less muster the strength to remove them.

"A mere Soul Grandmaster using Charm against a spiritual-type Soul King deserves the backlash."

Ye Chen could not understand it.

Xiao Wu was, at the very least, a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Beast. How could she be this stupid?

With Ye Chen's current physical strength, it would still be difficult for him to absorb a Hundred-Thousand-Year Soul Ring. He would have to wait a little longer before casting his net.

Ye Chen's fifth Soul Ring was fifty thousand years old. Absorbing a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring for his sixth would indeed be difficult, and Xiao Wu's Soul Ring was not suitable for Eye of Nihility either.

Placing it in the seventh Soul Ring slot would be quite suitable. Either way, it would be for the Martial Soul Avatar.

"You little demon girl, you actually tried to seduce Ye Chen. Didn't expect him to be a spiritual-type Soul Master, did you?"

Ning Rongrong looked thoroughly delighted by Xiao Wu's misfortune.

That girl was quite cute, but she was not very bright and liked hanging around creatures like Tang San, who crawled about in the darkness.

"How exactly did he cultivate?"

Beside her stood another girl with long black hair draped over her shoulders and fair skin.

She possessed an extraordinarily curvaceous and explosive figure that did not match her age. Her expression was cold, a coldness that came from deep within her—pure, icy coldness.

There was not even a trace of life in her black eyes, which clashed somewhat with her originally beautiful face.

Her limbs were slender and well-proportioned, and she exuded a deathly chill that made people uncomfortable.

Only after witnessing Ye Chen's strength did faint ripples finally appear in her eyes.

"You're the one who failed to become a disciple in Notting City, aren't you?"

The moment Tang San saw those familiar eyes, he quickly recalled Notting City six years ago.

Teacher had said that Ye Chen would only ever be a support-type Soul Master. This was a fucking support-type Soul Master? What part of him had anything to do with support?

"Tang San, that useless teacher of yours really knows how to flatter himself."

"A Twin Martial Souls genius like me would take a level-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster as my teacher?"

Ye Chen was genuinely amused.

Back then, he had followed Du Busi out to investigate and happened to encounter Yu Xiaogang in Notting City. He had simply decided to test the man with a few questions.

In the end, Yu Xiaogang was nothing but someone chasing fame and reputation. He did not even recognize the Body Martial Soul or Nine-Hearted Begonia, yet judged both of them to be support types.

"Twin Martial Souls!"

"Take a level-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster as his teacher?"

Li Yusong, Dai Mubai, Zhu Zhuqing, and the others all stared at Ye Chen in shock.

None of them had expected this twelve-year-old boy's talent to be so monstrously heaven-defying.

"Tang San, are you kidding?"

"Ye Chen is a young sect master. He'd take a level-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster as his teacher? Did he go to your teacher to learn hidden weapons?"

Ning Rongrong could hardly keep herself from laughing aloud.

She had figured it out. Everyone who came to Shrek Academy had something wrong with their heads. From the teachers to the students, not a single one of them was normal.

Only the girl in the black leather outfit looked somewhat normal.

"I won't allow you to insult Teacher!"

Tang San wanted to rise and fight again.

However, the agonizing pain coming from his upper body and lower body made it impossible for him to move.

If looks could kill, he would have already sliced Ye Chen and Ning Rongrong into a thousand pieces a hundred times over.

"So that level-twenty-nine Soul Grandmaster is your teacher, Tang San?"

Ning Rongrong clicked her tongue in amazement.

This master and disciple pair had to be insane. They always thought everyone else was an idiot. Did they really think this was some female-oriented romance novel?

"Who dares cause trouble at Shrek Academy?"

At that moment, a furious shout rang out from within Shrek Academy.

The newcomer was a middle-aged man in his fifties. He looked ordinary, but his body was exceptionally sturdy. Though not tall, he gave off an imposing sense of strength.

His broad shoulders were like city walls, and his outer robe could not conceal the massive muscles beneath, as though they had been forged from steel.

Although his expression was mild, his burly physique invisibly gave others an intense sense of oppression.