Yet Tang San had even used his Godly Zhuge Crossbow, and still he could not break through the Blue Silver Grass defenses Lu Qian had laid down.
Looking at the faint smile that had never left Lu Qian's lips, Tang San finally realized that Lu Qian had been toying with him!
And he had actually delivered himself right to Lu Qian's doorstep!
In the end, Tang San could only say to Lu Qian, helpless and humiliated:
"I concede."
At that moment, Tang San felt an unprecedented sense of defeat.
He had always believed that the gap between him and Lu Qian was merely a difference in Soul Power Level.
So, not long after advancing to Soul Elder, Tang San had been unable to wait to challenge Lu Qian.
And even though there was still a full eight-level gap in their Soul Power, Tang San had great confidence in his hidden weapons and believed he could absolutely challenge someone above his level.
And so, today's scene had come to pass.
Lu Qian had effortlessly neutralized every one of Tang San's hidden weapon attacks.
As for a contest of Soul Power and Soul Skills, Tang San dared even less to attempt that. After all, Lu Qian's Soul Power was far too strong, and he was absolutely no match for him.
Thus, when Tang San finally saw that all his hidden weapons were ineffective against Lu Qian, he conceded outright.
But Tang San wanted to fight whenever he pleased and concede whenever he pleased-was Lu Qian really that accommodating?
"Concede? Weren't we fighting? Just because you concede, I have to accept?"
"Sorry, but now that your attacks are over, it should be my turn to attack."
Lu Qian sneered at Tang San, and another dozen or more Blue Silver vines shot toward him.