Tang San flashed forward and appeared before Xiao Yan, his eyes vicious. Gritting his teeth, he desperately drove the soul power within him, and strands of icy-blue Blue Silver Grass instantly coiled around his arm.
As more and more freezing energy gathered, a thick layer of solid ice formed over Tang San's arm, crystal clear, like an ice arm. More than a dozen strands of Blue Silver Grass patterned like pythons writhed over it, looking almost alive.
"Xiao Yan, take my punch if you have the guts!"
Tang San's face flushed red, and he panted like an ox as a deep roar burst from his throat.
As his words fell, the cold surrounding Tang San surged. Frenzied killing intent flooded his eyes, and he slammed a punch toward Xiao Yan's heart.
After he threw the punch, chunks of ice rapidly condensed around his fist. The freezing energy contained in his ten-thousand-year Blue Silver Grass ice-attribute soul ring actually froze even the moisture in the air into ice.
The astonishing cold rushed toward him, but Xiao Yan's expression did not change in the slightest. Soul power circulated through his body, and emerald-green flames erupted from within him like a volcano before gathering over his right fist with lightning speed.
"Eight Extremes Collapse!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Xiao Yan drove his fist toward Tang San.
The terrifying heat enveloping Xiao Yan's fist instantly vaporized all the oncoming cold. In the next instant, it crashed hard against Tang San's frozen fist.
Bang!
The two collided, sending rings of energy rippling outward.
The clash lasted only an instant before Tang San discovered, to his horror, that the thick ice covering his arm had already vaporized into nothing.
Noticing the fear in Tang San's eyes, Xiao Yan's lips curled into a mocking smile. His gaze