Black light surged in Tang San's left hand, but how could Xiao Yan fail to notice? He stamped down hard again, landing squarely on Tang San's left palm.
"Aah!"
Tang San let out a wretched scream. The searing pain made his body shudder as though he had been electrocuted.
Just then, Tang San's fifth soul ring lit up. His Blue Silver Grass's fifth soul ring came from a twenty-thousand-year-old Fire-Attribute Snake Soul Beast, and the soul skill he had obtained was called Lie Yan Thorns, another control-type soul skill.
Crimson light spread outward from Tang San's body. Vast stretches of red thorns, two meters tall, erupted from the ground, covering it in a forest of brambles that separated Tang San from Xiao Yan.
This not only freed Tang San from Xiao Yan's foot but also concealed his movements from him. At the same time, the Lie Yan Thorns he had released rapidly surrounded Xiao Yan, trapping him inside and tightening at an accelerating pace.
Tang San intended to hold Xiao Yan within his Lie Yan Thorns. Once he succeeded, Xiao Yan would be a lamb at his mercy. He was very confident in the fire resistance of his Blue Silver Grass's fifth soul skill, Lie Yan Thorns.
After all, this was a soul skill obtained by absorbing a fire-attribute soul ring.
Facing the flaming Blue Silver Grass rushing toward him, Xiao Yan showed no panic. He suddenly chuckled and slowly opened his palm. A drifting emerald-green flame surged up from his hand.
In an instant, the temperature throughout the Royal Hunting Ground shot up. Yet, for some reason, the red flames that had been dancing joyfully on the Blue Silver Grass suddenly became much feebler.
A gentle breeze swept across the Soul Fighting Stage. The strange flames clinging to the