Lu Qibin, the effeminate Second Squad Captain, turned his head.
His cold, sinister gaze locked onto Tang San, who stood at the edge of the arena.
"That was an accident just now. It didn't count as skill."
Lu Qibin raised his hand. A strange black-and-white disc appeared in his palm, slowly spinning and giving off eerie fluctuations.
"I'm a Control System Soul Master. Do you think you can beat me one-on-one?"
Tang San stepped forward, his face expressionless.
"Come on. More talk is useless!"
"Tang San, rank thirty-two Control System Soul Elder!"
Then Tang San summoned his Blue Silver Grass.
His Blue Silver Grass already bore faint golden patterns, looking very different from ordinary Blue Silver Grass.
Seeing Tang San's martial soul, Education Committee Member Zhi Lin could not help raising an eyebrow.
As a plant-type Soul Douluo, he actually valued the brothers Tang San and Tang Tian more highly.
Though Xiao Wu was outstanding, her compatibility with him could only be called average.
Unlike Zhi Lin, who recognized quality when he saw it-
"Blue Silver Grass?"
As a noble whose eyes sat atop his head,
the effeminate Lu Qibin looked at the martial soul in Tang San's hand and sneered.
"A trash martial soul like this can reach rank thirty? Are you here to make us laugh?"
Tang San said nothing.
He simply watched Lu Qibin quietly, his gaze as calm as if he were looking at a corpse.
[Inside the Sea of Consciousness]
[Little Blue, angry: Master, this person is so annoying! He actually called Blue Silver Grass trash!]
[Tang Tian, calm: Don't rush. This brat... has narrowed his own path.]
[Little Iron Hammer, gloating: Hehe, he dares play the big bad Control System wolf in front of Little San? Though he's still a little green compared with