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At this moment, Su Yuntao didn't attend to other matters anymore; he personally led a group of people to the central square of Nuoding City.
This action naturally attracted the attention of the nobles and commoners in the city, who gathered around, ready to watch the excitement.
"What's happening?"
"It seems like there's a Soul Master settling a personal grudge."
"It's even alarmed the lord of the hall."
"I saw that middle-aged Soul Master coming out from the Spirit Hall; there might be some conflict."
On the field.
Yang Wei looked at the young Tang San and said, "Do you want me to let you off with one hand, brat?"
"No need, you'd better go all out, or you'll lose miserably," Tang San refused Yang Wei's "kindness."
"It's Tang San!"
Among the crowd, some students from the Nuoding Academy exclaimed.
"Did Teacher Tang San have a grudge with that ugly-looking Soul Master?"
"Go for it, Teacher Tang San!"
Hearing these voices, Yang Wei snorted and said, "It's indeed the students from this small city's academy. At most, you're just a Great Soul Master, right? You dare to challenge me? Who gave you the courage?"
"I just want to see where the gap between me and a Soul King lies. Also, if I win, you need to apologize to the current lord of the Spirit Hall," Tang San stared at Yang Wei, his voice firm.
"Alright!"
Yang Wei's expression became serious as he released his martial soul, a long spear appearing in his hand, followed by five soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and one black, the best combination!
"Yang Wei, from the Breaking Clan, martial soul: Soul Breaking Spear, fifty-second level close-combat armor-piercing assault type Soul Master!"
Tang San released his Blue Silver Grass martial soul, and three soul rings, one yellow and two purple, appeared. "Tang San, a civilian Soul Master, martial soul: Blue Silver Grass, thirty-eighth level all-rounder support type Soul Master."
"The second soul ring is of the millennium level!"
"Senior Tang San actually has two millennium-level soul rings! He's really amazing!"
"I heard from Director Su of the Nuoding Academy that Senior Tang San is the one who published the 'Self-Positioning Analysis Theory of Soul Masters,' changing the way Soul Masters on the continent view themselves."
"Yes! It's him! He often even bought a large piece of thousand-year whale glue from my pharmacy!"
Yang Wei stared at Tang San with dead eyes and asked, "Are you really that Martial Soul Theory Grandmaster?"
"Opinions vary," Tang San replied calmly.
In other words, whether others believe it or not, it's none of his concern.
"Alright!"
Yang Wei laughed loudly, "Let me see how you can use Blue Silver Grass to its fullest."
Su Yuntao took the initiative to act as the referee and said, "The battle begins!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Wei acted first, holding the Soul Breaking Spear. In just the blink of an eye, he crossed a distance of more than fifty meters and arrived in front of Tang San.
With his spear, he thrust out, like a python striking, aiming straight for Tang San's abdomen, intending to kill him.
Yang Wei was already certain in his heart that this young Tang San must be that Martial Soul Grandmaster Tang San, and judging from the current situation, he still had goodwill towards the Spirit Hall.
Then, he definitely couldn't let him live!
This was the place to settle grievances; if he made a move, the people from this small place's Spirit Hall wouldn't have a legitimate reason to trouble him afterward!
Although he didn't use a soul skill for this strike, he still exerted about seventy percent of his strength, plus the enhancement of soul power. Even an ordinary Soul Ancestor wouldn't be able to react in time.
And as expected by Yang Wei, his Soul Breaking Spear pierced through Tang San. However, before he could feel happy, he became puzzled—why didn't he feel the resistance of the spear piercing into the body?
Upon closer inspection, Tang San in front of him had already disappeared like a ghost.
"Phantom image?!"
Yang Wei was astonished. He couldn't fathom how a Blue Silver Grass martial soul could provide Tang San with such incredible speed. However, he didn't have time to dwell on it as he immediately turned around to prevent a sneak attack from Tang San.
However, at this moment, Tang San had already set up an Endless Grassfield. Countless strands of Blue Silver Grass grew from the ground, under his control, entangling and binding Yang Wei.
"Damn it!"
Yang Wei's limbs, neck, and the Soul Breaking Spear in his hand were all entangled by the Blue Silver Grass. Although he managed to free himself from some of it, the Blue Silver Grass kept coming, inexhaustible, continuously binding him.
The Blue Silver Grass had now upgraded to Blue Silver Emperor, and with enhancements from Thousand Root Banyan, Pine Spirit Mushrooms, and Sun Moon Grass, especially the Sun Moon Grass whose leaves were as sharp as swords, the edges of its Blue Silver Emperor leaves became extremely sharp.
The more Yang Wei struggled, the more wounds he received, and protecting himself with soul power also consumed a considerable amount of it.
"Second soul skill: Positive-Negative Buff."
The purple millennium-level soul ring lit up. Under Tang San's control, two peculiar rings, one gold and one silver, appeared. The golden Sun Ring, the positive buff, hovered behind Tang San's head, boosting all his attributes by thirty-eight percent. The silver Moon Ring was thrown towards Yang Wei.
Naturally, Yang Wei didn't want to be affected by the negative buff. He tried to dodge it.
However, Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor was resilient, greatly restraining the movements of this Soul King. Furthermore, the most crucial part of the negative buff ring was the negative buff seed inside it, not the appearance of the silver ring itself. The silver ring was merely a traction and constraint on the positive and negative buff seeds that Tang San gained after obtaining his third soul ring.
"Damn it! I can't let myself be trapped!" Yang Wei exerted force with both arms, breaking free from the Blue Silver Emperor leaves, and swept towards the silver negative buff ring.
But the Soul Breaking Spear didn't shatter the negative buff ring; it still went towards his head.
"What? It can't be broken?"
Yang Wei was greatly shocked. Trying to resist in other ways, he found that being trapped by the negative buff resulted in all his attributes decreasing by about thirty-eight percent.
"This is a technique to reduce the enemy's attributes!"
Yang Wei was somewhat terrified. Looking at the enhancement of Tang San's aura, he suddenly realized that the function of these two rings was to boost his own attributes and reduce the enemy's, and judging from the enemy's soul power level combined with the effects of his own attribute reduction, the degree of enhancement and reduction of this skill would increase as his own soul power level increased.
"What a terrifying auxiliary soul skill!"
Yang Wei's heart trembled. "Just this second soul skill alone is enough to rival the first six soul skills of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda... Truly worthy of being the Martial Soul Theory Grandmaster. Clearly an auxiliary type, yet it can achieve the effect of a control type, even making it difficult for me, a Soul King, to break free."
However, there was one thing that puzzled Yang Wei: where did Tang San get so much soul power from?
Wouldn't it consume a huge amount of soul power to set up such a large Blue Silver Grass formation?
And at this moment, Tang San's next round of attacks began.
Using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Step, Tang San concealed his figure using the Endless Grassfield and approached Yang Wei.
Although Yang Wei could judge Tang San's position through the swaying of the grass, the Endless Grassfield was created by Tang San himself. He could completely control all the Blue Silver Grass movements, making it difficult for Yang Wei to judge.
"Hmph!"
Yang Wei snorted, a trace of blood seeping from his mouth as he forcefully swung the Soul Breaking Spear backward. However, he swung at thin air, and the Blue Silver Emperor leaves were still entangled around the spear, making it difficult for him to retract it.
"Damn it, face me head-on if you have the guts!"
"Why should I attack your weaknesses with my strengths?" Tang San's voice came from all directions, making it impossible for Yang Wei to determine Tang San's exact location. Following that, his body was hit by Tang San's fists from all directions, leaving him with quite a few bruises.
"Damn it, how is this kid so strong? Could Thousand-Year-old Whale Glue really be that powerful?" Yang Wei cursed inwardly. But the next moment, a white fist appeared in front of him, striking his throat...
(End of chapter)