Only Lin Yuan and Tang San remained in the arena.
Ning Rongrong glanced across the stage, then at Lin Yuan, and finally at Tang San.
"Where did Tang San get the nerve to challenge Lin Yuan one-on-one?"
Xiao Wu nodded.
"Exactly."
Tang San took a deep breath. Blue Silver Grass spread from his palm and wound twice around his wrist. Four Soul Rings slowly revolved beneath his feet: two yellow and two purple.
"Blue Silver Entanglement!"
Tang San swept his left hand out. Dozens of Blue Silver Grass stalks burst through the ground and instantly wrapped around Lin Yuan. They climbed from his ankles to his chest, binding him in over a dozen tight coils. Numbing poison seeped from the leaves, and an astringent, grassy smell filled the air.
Lin Yuan glanced down at the Blue Silver Grass covering him and gave it a light tug.
Rrrip. The coils shredded into scraps all over the ground.
Tang San froze.
"Your poison's too weak." Lin Yuan flicked his fingers. "That little bit of numbing poison wouldn't even tickle."
Tang San's second and third Soul Rings lit up together. Parasitic Spores sprouted from the leftover scraps as a purplish-black web shot from his palm. Spores and web intertwined in midair, sweeping toward Lin Yuan like a net blotting out the sky.
Lin Yuan raised a hand and tore through it.
Rrrip. The web and spores split in two and flopped to the ground.
"Your poison isn't poisonous enough, and your web isn't tough enough." Lin Yuan took a step forward. "How do you expect to trap anyone? You can't hold me for even a second."
Tang San gritted his teeth. His fourth Soul Ring lit up.
"Blue Silver Cage!"
Sixty-four Blue Silver Grass stalks erupted from the ground at once, forming a