The Grandmaster: "Xiao San, How Can I Live Without You?"

"What are you asking me for? Who am I supposed to ask?!"

Faced with Tang San's questioning, that was Yu Xiaogang's instinctive thought.

He had read the Spirit Hall's records. They were the conclusions drawn from studying tens of thousands of spirit masters. The limit for a first spirit ring was just over four hundred years!

He had incorporated this point into his Ten Core Competencies of Martial Soul, so there was absolutely no way he could be wrong!

But now? That Luo Fan fellow had actually absorbed a thousand-year spirit ring?

He had never even heard of such a thing!

However, although he didn't understand what was going on, Yu Xiaogang maintained his usual stern expression. His serious, humorless face revealed not the slightest trace of guilt.

"Xiao San, battle isn't simply about the age of one's spirit rings. What matters most is your ability to adapt to changing circumstances!" Yu Xiaogang said to Tang San.

Hearing this, Tang San felt somewhat reassured.

Indeed, his teacher was right. Although Luo Fan's spirit ring was outrageously old, battles still depended on the individual!

Just like the Shu Tang Sect in his previous life, which specialized in hidden weapons and poison. Assassinating martial artists with profound inner power had been as easy as eating!

More importantly, his first spirit skill was a control-type skill. It completely countered a spirit master like Luo Fan, who fought like a wild bull!

Purple Demon Eyes, Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!

Tang San's Soul Power had already reached level twelve. Once he unleashed the Tang Sect's secret techniques, his vision became even sharper and his movements more agile. He swiftly charged toward Luo Fan!

Seeing this, Luo Fan stared intently at his opponent and raised his hand at the same time!

Knowing that Luo Fan's strength was absurdly greater than his own, Tang San didn't dare clash with him head-on. He could only find a way to make use of his nimble footwork, circling Luo Fan in search of an opening!

A moment later, Tang San's eyes narrowed slightly. He had found an opening in Luo Fan's defense.

First Spirit Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!

Rustle, rustle!

As he activated his spirit skill, the Blue Silver Grass rapidly grew wildly, writhing like snakes that had come alive. It quickly spread toward Luo Fan and bound him tightly!

Luo Fan struggled forcefully several times. The Blue Silver Grass was actually elastic like rubber bands, and it had decent toughness as well. Even with all his strength, he found it surprisingly difficult to break free!

As expected of a spirit skill—it really had something to it!

"Luo Fan, you've lost!" Seeing Luo Fan restrained by his spirit skill and apparently unable to break free, Tang San's face filled with smugness as he announced his victory!

Now that Luo Fan was restrained by his spirit skill, he was like prey caught in a spiderweb. No matter how he struggled, it was impossible to escape!

"Phew..."

When Luo Fan had revealed his purple thousand-year spirit ring, Yu Xiaogang had remained stern on the surface, but he had still been extremely nervous inside. Now that he saw Tang San's Blue Silver Entanglement restraining Luo Fan, he secretly let out a sigh of relief!

Then, with some pride, he glanced at the increasingly large crowd of students and teachers gathering nearby to watch.

See that? This is my disciple, Yu Xiaogang's disciple! He defeated someone with a thousand-year spirit ring despite having only a hundred-year spirit ring!

"It's still too early to declare victory or defeat, isn't it? I haven't even used my spirit skill yet!"

Although he was firmly bound by the Blue Silver Grass, Luo Fan shook his head. His expression remained calm, without the slightest trace of panic!

"What does he mean? He's already under my control. What else does he want?" Hearing Luo Fan's words, Tang San frowned slightly, feeling that Luo Fan was merely bluffing!

The Blue Silver Grass in Luo Fan's hand also began to grow wildly!

Although he couldn't move himself, he wasn't restricted from using his martial soul!

First Spirit Skill, Wood Clone Technique!

Under everyone's shocked gazes, Luo Fan's Blue Silver Grass grew wildly. A moment later, it fell to the ground and transformed into four humanoid figures.

In the blink of an eye, the four humanoid figures made of Blue Silver Grass completely transformed into Luo Fan's appearance. They looked exactly like him!

"Now, it's our turn!"

"I wonder whether your Blue Silver Grass can control multiple targets at once?"

"Enough talk. Let's go together!"

The four wood clones spoke to Tang San one after another. Then, they quickly sprang into action and pounced toward him!

"W-what kind of spirit skill is that? An illusion-type spirit skill? How did several of him appear?"

"No, that's not right. Those clones can all speak! They aren't illusion-type spirit skills, and they aren't even an optical illusion. It looks like they're all physical!"

"One person turning into several? How are you supposed to fight that? What was originally a one-on-one duel has turned into a group beating!"

"Is this the power of a thousand-year spirit ring?"

As Luo Fan unleashed his Wood Clone Technique, the most astonishing part was that every wood clone seemed to possess its own independent thoughts. They could even speak individually, leaving everyone watching dumbfounded!

"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!"

Facing the attack of four of Luo Fan's wood clones, Tang San swiftly used his Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, trying to dodge with his footwork!

Aaaah!

However, no matter how fast he was or how agile his footwork was, it was impossible for him to completely evade the combined assault of four wood clones!

A moment later, mournful screams rang out. The four Luo Fans charged forward, their attacks raining down on Tang San like a storm.

It was truly enough to make those who heard it grieve and those who witnessed it weep!

It seemed even the heavens couldn't bear to watch any longer. Rain began pouring down, as if crying for Tang San!

Tang San even secretly used his poison ability to fight back!

Unfortunately, although the wood clones looked exactly like Luo Fan, they were still made of wood at their core.

Poison? It was completely useless.

Moreover, unlike Shadow Clones, the wood clones were not so fragile that they would disappear after taking a random hit!

"Stop fighting! Don't fight anymore!"

At this moment, Yu Xiaogang could no longer maintain his usual pretentious sternness. He hurried through the rain and rushed forward to break up the fight!

A moment later, the Blue Silver Grass binding Luo Fan's real body automatically shrank and disappeared. As for Tang San, he lay on the ground like a dead dog, his face swollen and bruised. He had been beaten so badly that even his own mother wouldn't have recognized him.

"Sigh..." Xiao Wu watched the scene and shook her head helplessly.

What did it matter that Tang San's Blue Silver Entanglement could restrain Luo Fan?

Even if it could control one, could it control five?

A whole group of Luo Fans charging forward was practically an impossible situation to overcome!

Tang San had thought that his spirit skill countered Luo Fan, but in essence, Luo Fan's Wood Clone Technique countered all single-target control skills.

"Xiao San..." Yu Xiaogang bent down to help the bruised and swollen Tang San up.

However, after glaring resentfully at Yu Xiaogang, Tang San shoved him away and ran off!

Yu Xiaogang staggered from the push and nearly fell. He stood there blankly, watching Tang San's retreating figure!

That resentful look made Yu Xiaogang feel as though a thorn had been driven into his heart.

This is bad. My hard-won disciple, this peerless prodigy, wouldn't think I'm a fraud and run away, would he?

Please, no! If he runs away, how am I supposed to prove myself?!

"Xiao San, don't go! How can I live without you? Xiao San, Xiao San!" Yu Xiaogang hurriedly shouted as he quickly chased after him!