Fortunately, Su Chen was no pushover either. He had combat experience as a seeded contender at Spirit Hall's Soul Master Academy. Together with his battles at the Great Soul Arena over the past three months, that experience had honed his Taijutsu to perfection.
Relying on all his abilities, Su Chen could just barely hold his own against Tang San.
"You've lost!"
The corner of Tang San's mouth curled upward. He pushed off with his feet and rapidly retreated. Blue Silver Grass grew wildly over Su Chen's body, wrapping him up like an enormous rice dumpling.
"It's Ghost Vine!"
Su Chen's heart tightened. Tang San's second Soul Skill came from Ghost Vine and possessed its parasitic ability. Although its Soul Ring was only a hundred years old, it had raised the toughness of his Blue Silver Grass to the terrifying level of a Thousand-Year Soul Ring.
"That's right. This is my second Soul Skill-Parasitism!" Tang San smiled smugly and said coldly, "Of all the things you should never have done, you should never have touched my Xiao Wu. Accept your punishment, Su Chen!"
Whoosh!
Tang San extended his hand, triggering his Sleeve Arrow mechanism. Two arrows glinting with cold light shot toward Su Chen.
"Ah!"
Someone in the spectator stands let out a piercing scream.
Su Chen was now bound by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, making him a living target. This time, Tang San was truly enraged. His Sleeve Arrows were aimed straight at Su Chen's heart.
Although Su Chen possessed an External Soul Bone-a cloak-his body was tightly bound by the Blue Silver Grass. He could not move at all!
Was he going to die just like that?
The thought murmured through Zhu Zhuqing's mind. An unfamiliar emotion welled up in her heart. It seemed that, deep down, she