Playing the Fool to Fool the Tiger, Master's Mindset Explodes!

However, Tang Chuan remained standing where he was, his expression calm and his eyes faintly cold. He released no Soul Skill, as if he had never taken Tang San's Entangle seriously.

After all, none of those present would be afraid of Blue Silver Entanglement!

"Boom!"

Just as the Blue Silver Grass was about to wrap around Tang Chuan's waist, his figure suddenly swayed. With a light step against the ground, he drifted away like a wisp of breeze, instantly slipping out of Tang San's attack path and narrowly avoiding the Blue Silver Grass.

The movement was simple, clean, and crisp.

"How is this possible? Why is Brother's speed so fast? Even Xiao Wu, who has an Agility Attack System Martial Soul, couldn't have dodged my attack so easily!"

Tang San was stunned, his eyes filled with surprise.

Master, standing to the side, frowned deeply and stared fixedly at Tang Chuan, blurting out, "Why is a Soul Master with a Ten-Year Spirit Ring so fast?"

They had no idea that after absorbing the 100,000-Year Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone, Tang Chuan's speed, physique, vitality, and Soul Power had undergone earth-shaking changes.

At that moment, Tang Chuan's expression remained unchanged. A faint smile rested on his face, as if nothing had happened.

Although Tang Chuan had always been hiding his strength, in the present situation, revealing a little of it would not matter at all.

The people before him posed no threat to Tang Chuan whatsoever.

Even if Master noticed something strange, so what? Master knew that Tang Chuan was Tang Hao's son. What could he do? Aside from running his mouth, what else would he dare do?

Even if he really were brilliant beyond compare and deduced that Tang Chuan might have absorbed a Spirit Bone, or that his Blue Silver Grass had mutated during cultivation, what could he do?

Hmm?! What could he do? Kill him and extract the bone? Suppress a genius—would he dare? At most, he could only rage helplessly or pressure Tang San into cultivating desperately!

As for Tang San, he was incomparably loyal to his parents. As the saying went, an elder brother was like a father. Even if he noticed something strange, he could not possibly do anything outrageous.

Moreover, Tang San had noticed Tang Chuan's peculiarity long ago. After all, they had lived together for so many years. But Tang San had his own secret too—the Tang Sect Secret Skill.

In fact, during several Soul Master team battles in the original story, when Tang San used the Tang Sect Secret Skill, Dugu Yan, Ning Fengzhi, and the others had even assumed that it was a Soul Bone Skill!

After all this time, hadn't Tang San still failed to tell his brother about the Tang Sect Secret Skill?

Tang Hao had also asked Tang San about the Tang Sect Secret Skill in the original story, and his explanation had been that he learned it from a book he picked up. If his own brother was also a Transmigrator with secrets of his own, wouldn't that be just like him?

If people from the Spirit Hall, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, the Heaven Dou Empire Imperial Family, or other Powers had been present, Tang Chuan would never have displayed anything inconsistent with his strength.

He wanted to conceal his abilities, but the occasion mattered too.

It was just like how Tang San had hidden the Clear Sky Hammer during the early part of the original story, only using it when he encountered the Man Faced Demon Spider or fought Zhao Wuji.

As for why he had insisted on hiding his Soul Power before—

If he had not concealed it, Tang Chuan's Soul Power Level would already have been close to Level Thirty.

If word got out from the Academy that a Blue Silver Grass Soul Master with Level One Innate Soul Power had cultivated so quickly, the entire continent would inevitably be shaken!

The Spirit Hall would certainly investigate after learning of it.

A private spar was different. Only a few people knew about it!

At this thought, a trace of disdain flashed through Tang Chuan's eyes.

The corners of his lips curved slightly, forming a meaningful smile. He said softly, "Xiao San, your attack is too slow."

The next second, his figure suddenly burst forward like an arrow leaving the bow. In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Tang San.

"What?"

Before Tang San could react, Tang Chuan's fist had already torn through the air toward him!

The wind of the punch roared like thunder, its force surging like a collapsing mountain!

Tang San's expression changed. At the critical moment, he hurriedly raised his hand, turning his palm into a shield and forcefully meeting the blow. A thunderous crash rang out!

Fist and palm collided. Tang San felt an incredible brute force surge along his arm bones. His thumb web throbbed violently, and his whole body was nearly knocked back several steps. His face turned pale.

"What terrifying strength! How is this... possible?!"

He stared at Tang Chuan in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock.

The power behind that punch was absolutely not something a Soul Master who had just broken through Level Ten should possess. It was not even inferior to that of a Level Thirty Assault System Soul Master!

At the critical moment, Tang San hurriedly circulated the Soul Power within his body. A pale green light rose from both his palms. It was none other than one of the Tang Sect Secret Skills—the Mysterious Jade Hand!

Hard as iron jade, fierce and shock-resistant.

Relying on this technique, he finally managed to steady himself.

But the battle was far from over.

The moment Tang San stabilized himself, the Yellow Spirit Ring beneath his feet suddenly shone brightly. His First Spirit Skill, Entangle, activated. Countless Blue Silver Grass vines suddenly burst from the ground like living creatures, winding and crossing like chains dancing as snakes, rushing straight toward Tang Chuan's feet.

"First Spirit Skill, Entangle!"

"Let's see where you can dodge this time!"

Tang San shouted coldly. The Blue Silver Grass seemed to form a huge net, completely sealing off Tang Chuan's lower body, as if it intended to bind him into a dumpling.

Yet at that moment, a strange, cold light flashed through Tang Chuan's eyes.

"Blue Silver Clone!" he said softly.

In the next instant, a White Spirit Ring suddenly lit up beneath Tang Chuan's feet. White light flashed, and his body trembled slightly.

Then—

A second Tang Chuan, identical in every way, slowly split from his body!

The clone appeared Without Warning. There was not the slightest change in its Spirit Power Fluctuation during the process. It was practically as if a reflection had walked out of a mirror and entered reality!

"How... how is this possible? Is that a clone?"

When Tang San saw a figure identical to Tang Chuan split from his body, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes filled with disbelief.

Xiao Wu, watching from not far away, covered her mouth and cried out incredulously, "A clone?! That fellow Tang Chuan can actually create a clone?"

"Master... what... what Soul Skill is this?" Wang Sheng asked in astonishment, looking at Master.

Master's expression was also extremely solemn. He slowly said, "This isn't an ordinary illusion, nor is it a mirror projection... This is a true, flesh-and-blood clone! Even some powerful Soul Beasts might not be capable of this. Just what kind of Soul Beast granted him this Soul Skill?"

"To accomplish this, it should require an enormous amount of vitality. After all, without vitality, how could a living body be split off?"

While everyone was still shocked, Tang Chuan had already activated his Spiritual Power and controlled the clone as it rapidly charged toward Tang San.

Tang San did not dare to be careless. He immediately recalled the Blue Silver Grass winding toward Tang Chuan. Then, the Blue Silver Grass beneath Tang Chuan's feet abruptly changed direction and swept fiercely toward the clone!

"Entangle!" Tang San shouted coldly.

In the blink of an eye, the Tang Chuan clone was tightly bound by the Blue Silver Grass and could not move.

But at that moment, Tang Chuan's true body moved!

Taking advantage of Tang San focusing his attention on the clone, he stamped down forcefully and shot forward like an arrow, his figure as fast as Gui Mei!

The next moment, Tang Chuan appeared before Tang San. His right fist shot straight toward Tang San's face without mercy!

"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!" Seeing this, Tang San's expression turned horrified. With no time to think, he instinctively activated a Tang Sect Secret Skill and shouted sharply.

The next second, he shifted his foot and narrowly dodged Tang Chuan's unstoppable punch.

Boom!!

Tang Chuan's fist missed and smashed into the spot where Tang San had been standing. The hard ground cracked with a sharp sound, leaving behind a fist mark nearly as deep as a calf. Broken stones flew everywhere.

Cold sweat poured down Tang San's face.

"Too fast. His speed and strength are nothing like those of a Soul Master with a Ten-Year Spirit Ring."

At that moment, Tang San's First Spirit Skill, Entangle, had already bound Tang Chuan's clone, temporarily rendering it useless. His gaze grew cautious. His Soul Skill could no longer be used, and his Soul Power was constantly being depleted. The situation on the field seemed to be starting to tilt.

But Tang Chuan gave him no chance to catch his breath!

"Ha!"

With a low shout, Tang Chuan pressed forward again, his fist cutting through the air toward Tang San's chest.

Tang San's pupils contracted slightly. His thoughts raced, and a method of countering the attack flashed rapidly through his mind.

"If I take this punch head-on, I'll definitely suffer. But as long as I use Controlling Crane Capturing Dragon to neutralize its force, I can seize him in return!"

The next second, Tang San activated the Mysterious Jade Hand. His palm rotated slightly, with hidden force gathering within it.

Immediately afterward, brimming with confidence and sharp-eyed as an eagle, he moved as swiftly as the wind and met Tang Chuan's incoming fist with perfect precision.

Their palm and fist collided with a resounding crash.

"Hmph, Brother, you've lost." A cold smile suddenly appeared at the corners of Tang San's lips.

"What?" Before Tang San could react, he felt the force of the opponent's fist suddenly change. At the instant their bodies came into contact, the fist unexpectedly transformed into a palm.

The next moment—

"Hiss—"

A blue-gold light suddenly bloomed from Tang Chuan's right palm. Countless Blue Silver Grass vines, resembling twining serpents, burst through the air and surged from his palm!

"What... what is this?!" Surprise flashed through Tang San's eyes. He tried to retreat, but it was already too late.

The Blue Silver Grass wound around him from extremely tricky angles. In practically the blink of an eye, it wrapped around all four of his joints, tightening inch by inch like venomous snakes coiling around him.

"Bang!"

Tang San's body was directly bound into a dumpling. Both his hands and feet were completely restrained, leaving him unable to move as he crashed heavily onto the ground.

"Xiao San!!" Xiao Wu cried out in alarm, her eyes wide as she watched the changes on the field. For a moment, she could not react.

Master's brows immediately knitted together, and he could barely conceal the shock on his face. "Didn't he already use his Soul Skill just now? How can he use Entangle again?"

The field fell utterly silent.

"Tang San lost??" Wang Sheng and the others stared blankly at Tang Chuan, who stood in the center of the field with his back straight, calmly retracting his palm. His Spirit Ring was clearly a White Ten-Year Spirit Ring, yet at that moment he seemed like an awe-inspiring god of war, making it impossible to believe.

On the ground, Tang San stared in disbelief at the Blue Silver Grass binding his limbs.

These blue-gold vines were tougher and stronger than any plant he had ever seen. They locked his joints like steel cables. Even after using the Mysterious Heaven Skill to increase his strength, he still could not break free in the slightest.

He tried to forcefully burst free with his Soul Power, but the more he struggled, the tighter the vines became.

Even his breathing began to grow hurried.

"How is this possible??" Tang San's face was filled with confusion. Gasping heavily, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Tang Chuan. "Didn't you already use your Soul Skill? How can you use Entangle again? Do you have two Soul Skills?"

Hearing this, Tang Chuan looked at Tang San as if he could not live up to expectations. A cold smile appeared on his face.

"Xiao San, you've really disappointed me."

"Did you see any sign of me releasing a Soul Skill just now?"

Tang San froze. As he recalled their brief exchange, his heart suddenly trembled.

"I told you long ago that a Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul naturally possesses the ability to Entangle. Blue Silver Grass is born with the instincts to grow, Entangle, and control. You insisted on adding a Soul Skill just to achieve the effect of Entangle. Don't you think that's merely gilding the lily and completely unnecessary?"

Tang Chuan nodded slightly and asked in a low voice.

Tang San was stunned, unable to say anything for a moment.

Tang Chuan continued, "I didn't use a Soul Skill. This was merely an ordinary attack in which I infused Blue Silver Grass with Soul Power and vitality, then used its natural Entangle attribute."

"But... why is your Blue Silver Grass so tough?" Tang San was dumbfounded, his mind blank as he fell into an unprecedented shock to his understanding.

"In theory, even if Blue Silver Grass naturally possesses the ability to Entangle, it shouldn't be this powerful, should it?"

"You want to know why?" Tang Chuan glanced at Tang San before speaking calmly. "It's simple. My First Spirit Ring came from a 99-year-old Life System Plant Spirit Beast."

"This Plant Spirit Beast possessed not only extremely vigorous vitality but also powerful recovery and splitting abilities. Its Spirit Ring not only granted me the ability to create clones, but also greatly strengthened the source vitality of my Martial Soul. Blue Silver Grass is a plant. The stronger its vitality, the stronger its growth speed and toughness naturally become."

At this point, he paused and chuckled.

"That's unlike what some people say about needing to absorb an Animal Spirit Ring to strengthen control. My Blue Silver Grass can bind you tightly even without an Animal Spirit Ring."

Around the edge of the field, the many Work-Study Students who had initially been watching with great interest were already dumbstruck.

"That's impossible, right? Tang San's Spirit Ring is a Yellow Hundred-Year Spirit Ring. How could he lose to Tang Chuan, who has a Ten-Year Spirit Ring?"

"Exactly. And wasn't Tang San's Blue Silver Grass personally instructed by Master? In theory, it should be stronger than Tang Chuan's..."

"But didn't you see? Tang Chuan didn't use a Soul Skill at all. His Martial Soul itself could restrain Tang San, and he could even create clones. That's absurd."

"Could it... could it really be that Tang San's cultivation direction is wrong?"

"But Tang San has Master guiding his cultivation. Could Master be mistaken?"

Discussion rose and fell without pause, and everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment.

Xiao Wu stared at Tang San, who was bound tightly by the Blue Silver Grass, and was speechless for a moment. Just now, she had still been laughing at Tang Chuan's low Spirit Ring Level, but reality had viciously slapped her in the face.

Master, standing at the very front, had long since turned so gloomy that it seemed water could drip from his face as everyone discussed him. He glared fixedly at Tang Chuan, anger and shame surfacing in his eyes.

"He... he actually defeated Xiao San with a Ten-Year Spirit Ring?"

"This... this is impossible! He must have cheated!"

Master panted heavily and slowly clenched his fists. The next moment, he finally could not suppress his fury and strode angrily toward Tang Chuan, looking very much like he intended to demand an explanation.