Tang San raised his head to look up at Chen Ci and declared proudly:
"Enough talk.
"Chen Ci, summon your martial soul!"
Tang San was certain that as long as Chen Ci dared to reveal his martial soul alongside him before the actual fight began,
Chen Ci's mutated blue silver grass would undoubtedly be cowed by his Blue Silver King.
And when two powerful opponents clashed, momentum mattered most.
Whichever side's momentum faltered first would have all but sealed its defeat.
Chen Ci, your defeat is already sealed!
Seeing Tang San's proud expression, Chen Ci saw through his little scheme.
Apparently, Tang Hao had discovered that Ah Yin had left with him and taken Tang San to awaken his blue silver grass ahead of time.
But it certainly could not be the Blue Silver Emperor, because only one Blue Silver Emperor could exist in any era, and he himself was already the Blue Silver Emperor.
At most, Tang San would have the Blue Silver King.
Besides, with the Golden Dragon King's bloodline and the Silver Dragon King bloodline, even if he only had ordinary blue silver grass, he would not lose in a contest of martial souls.
Since Tang San was brimming with confidence, Chen Ci would crush his pride piece by piece in the very area he was proudest of.
Chen Ci looked down upon Tang San like a god king standing proudly above the nine heavens, gazing disdainfully upon the mortal world:
"Then summon your martial soul!"
Seeing Chen Ci agree to Tang San's proposal to display their martial souls first, Yu Xiaogang breathed a sigh of relief.
Whatever happened afterward, Little San should at least win the first round.
After all, Clear Sky Douluo had evolved Little San's martial soul into the Blue Silver King, the king of blue silver grass.
As for Chen Ci's mutated blue silver grass, according to Yu Xiaogang's observations, it had merely undergone an ordinary mutation.
The Blue Silver King against ordinary blue silver grass-Little San had won this round.
The spectators felt as though they were lost in clouds and mist upon hearing Tang San and Chen Ci's exchange, and began discussing it:
"What's going on?"
"What are Chen Ci and Tang San talking about?"
"Isn't Tang San's martial soul just ordinary blue silver grass?
"And Chen Ci's martial soul, if I remember correctly, is mutated blue silver grass. How does Tang San dare compare martial souls with him?"
"Look how confident Grandmaster is. Could Tang San's blue silver grass have mutated too?
"Otherwise, ordinary blue silver grass couldn't possibly beat mutated blue silver grass."
Most of the onlookers at Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy were only in their teens, and their soul power cultivation was low.
But Yu Xiaogang, a genius who had broken past fifty years of age while still at level twenty-nine, could still hear their discussions.
Hearing their remarks filled him with secret delight.
It seems everyone has guessed that Little San has changed. But his change isn't as simple as a martial soul mutation. It's martial soul evolution, granting him an exceedingly rare kingly aura.
Go, Little San. Prove your teacher's theories, and make them bow before my theories!
Yu Xiaogang looked incomparably proud at that moment, as though he were the one everyone was discussing, as though his martial soul were the one that had mutated.
Oh, his martial soul had indeed mutated. It had even undergone an extremely powerful, beneficial mutation.
It had transformed from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon into the Radiant Sacred Dragon. Yu Xiaogang was simply too useless to turn Luo Sanpao into a true Radiant Sacred Dragon, instead leaving him a useless creature that could only fart.
Yet Yu Xiaogang thought his martial soul was the one holding him back.
By then, Tang San had already summoned his Blue Silver King martial soul.
A stalk of blue silver grass unlike the ordinary kind appeared in his palm, with thicker stems, broader, heavier leaves, and a greater sense of strength.
It immediately drew a chorus of astonished cries from the spectators:
"My heavens!
"Look at Tang San's martial soul! It seems different from ordinary blue silver grass!"
"No wonder Tang San had innate full soul power despite having blue silver grass as his martial soul. So his blue silver grass mutated too."
"..."
The dean of Nod Academy examined Tang San's blue silver grass carefully, then suddenly laughed:
"Hahaha, so that's it! So that's it.
"I was wondering why Grandmaster suddenly took a disciple after all these years.
"Grandmaster truly lives up to his name. He certainly has the discerning eye to spot a pearl."
Hearing the dean step forward and offer his remarks, the spectators felt he might know exactly what had changed about Tang San's blue silver grass and pressed him:
"Dean, stop keeping us in suspense. Tell us what happened to Tang San's martial soul!"
Faced with everyone's questions, the dean of Nod Academy had the answer on the tip of his tongue, but he caught sight of Yu Xiaogang's expression and changed tack:
"Tang San is Grandmaster's disciple, after all. Let Grandmaster tell you."
Everyone immediately turned their gazes toward Yu Xiaogang, who became the undisputed center of attention.
He loved this feeling. It was the feeling he had dreamed of.
He had never expected to experience it today, thanks to Little San.
As everyone urged him on, Yu Xiaogang spoke at an unhurried pace:
"Today, I will show you why Nuoding Junior Soul Master Academy hired me as a special-grade teacher, and why I am called Grandmaster!
"Just as you suspected, Little San's martial soul-his blue silver grass-has undergone a new change.
"However..."
At this point, Yu Xiaogang deliberately left them hanging, stopping mid-explanation to wait for their questions.
Everyone saw through his intentions, but could only play along and ask:
"However what? Hurry up and tell us, Grandmaster!"
"Little San's blue silver grass hasn't mutated. It has evolved!"
"What?
"Martial souls can actually evolve?"
"This is the first time I've heard of such a thing. Grandmaster truly lives up to his name."
"But what can blue silver grass evolve into?"
"Blue silver flowers? Blue silver trees?"
"No idea. Let's wait for Grandmaster to tell us."
The discussions gradually died down as everyone waited for Yu Xiaogang to reveal the answer.
Yu Xiaogang put on considerable airs, insisting on waiting until everyone had fallen silent before he would speak:
"Little San's martial soul has evolved from ordinary blue silver grass into the king of blue silver grass, known as the Blue Silver King.
"It is the pinnacle of the blue silver grass martial soul, a king found only once in ten thousand, the absolute king of blue silver grass.
"Little San, let everyone see your Blue Silver King and satisfy their curiosity."
Tang San said:
"Yes."
Then, under Tang San's control, the Blue Silver King spread toward the crowd, allowing everyone to examine it.
"Wow, what a powerful martial soul."
"What beautiful patterns."
Seeing everyone's reactions, Hu Liena could not help breaking into a nervous sweat for Chen Ci and said to Gu Yuena:
"Gu Yuena, can Chen Ci win?
"This Blue Silver King seems really powerful."
Gu Yuena was somewhat puzzled. What was so impressive about a mere Blue Silver King?
"Powerful?
"Chen Ci's martial soul is the Blue Silver Emperor, not blue silver grass. If a Blue Silver King is born from one in ten thousand stalks of blue silver grass,
"Then a Blue Silver Emperor is born from one in ten thousand Blue Silver Kings."
Just then, Chen Ci revealed his Blue Silver Emperor. Its majestic imperial aura surged forth in mighty waves, replacing the Blue Silver King's kingly aura in an instant.
The moment the Blue Silver Emperor appeared, Tang San's Blue Silver King suddenly slipped out of his control and prostrated itself before Chen Ci, trembling...
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