Inner strength rapidly circulated, fully merging with the properties of the Blue Silver Grass.
As the pressure he released grew greater, the astonishment of the Cyan Vines Soul Douluo, Zhi Lin, also intensified. Was the boy in front of him really only thirteen years old? How could he not see that Tang San was using his willpower combined with his own strength to resist the soul power oppression he was imposing? Yet, even now, he hadn't forced the child to release his Martial Soul. Tang San's performance had far exceeded Zhi Lin's estimation.
Everyone has a competitive spirit, even Soul Douluos are no exception. With competitiveness coupled with curiosity, faced with the prodigious young boy before him, Zhi Lin couldn't help but wonder to what extent this child's limits could reach.
