When Meng Yiran saw the Clear Sky Dog aiming its buttocks at her, her face went pale, and she hurled the Snake Blade in her hand at Tang San.
Tang San's fart dealt far more magical damage than physical damage!
The Snake Blade came crashing down from above. Tang San and the Clear Sky Dog both dodged aside, and with a sharp crack, the Snake Blade plunged into the ground. Tang San hurriedly reached for it, but just as he pulled it free, Meng Yiran landed steadily and grabbed the other end. One held the head while the other held the tail, and the two wrestled over the Serpent Cane.
Meng Yiran snorted and began pouring Soul Power into the Serpent Cane, trying to force Tang San back.
Seeing this, Tang San's lips curled upward uncontrollably.
Silly girl, competing in Soul Power is what I'm good at! I have the Mysterious Heaven Skill, with an endless supply of inner strength. What do you have to compete with me?
He also poured Soul Power into the Serpent Cane. The two streams of Soul Power collided from either side within it, reaching a brief stalemate.
If it had been an ordinary weapon, it might have shattered long ago. But Meng Yiran's Serpent Cane had been carefully chosen by the Dragon Duke and Snake Matriarch, and since her martial soul was the Serpent Cane itself, it was exceptionally tough and not easily broken.
After two minutes, Meng Yiran gradually began to run out of strength.
"How is this guy's Soul Power so abundant?"
She secretly gritted her teeth and continued pouring in Soul Power at all costs.
[Plot: Meng Yiran and Tang San compete in Soul Power, and she gradually falls into a disadvantage]
Bai Yu silently changed "disadvantage" to "advantage."
At that