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Chapter 26 This is a clash of Blue Silver Grass!

Tang San looked at Tang Wulin standing next to him. This guy gave him a familiar feeling. Could it be that he had seen him somewhere before?

But I've hardly ever been to Soto City since I was a child, so how could I have seen it?

Tang San shook his head, shaking off this inexplicable feeling.

Regardless, this person belongs to that academy, the very academy that rejected him.

Tang San's eyes turned cold.

The two followed the staff through the corridor, where the middle-aged man in a tuxedo on the stage began his introduction once again.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the next one-on-one match is about to begin!"

"First, let me introduce this contestant, Tang San! A control-type Soul Master, his Martial Soul is Blue Silver Grass, and he's a two-ring Great Soul Master!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a murmur arose from the audience.

"Blue Silver Grass? Isn't that a useless martial soul?"

"A two-ring Soul Master, reaching the second ring at this age isn't bad at all."

"It's just that my martial spirit is too weak..."

Tang San stood to one side of the arena, his expression unchanged.

He'd heard these words far too many times. Back in Notting City, everyone who knew about his martial spirit reacted the same way. He was used to it, and later, he would slap them all in the face.

"Next, let's introduce Tang Wulin. He's also a control-type Soul Master, his Martial Soul is also Blue Silver Grass, and his level is also a two-ring Great Soul Master!"

The whispers in the audience turned into gasps of surprise.

"Blue Silver Grass again?"

"What's going on today? Two Soul Masters with Blue Silver Grass Martial Souls have run into each other?"

"Interesting, very interesting. A useless martial spirit versus a useless martial spirit, let's see who wins."

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.

This person's surname is Tang, his martial soul is also Blue Silver Grass, and his soul power level is also two rings.

Tang San took another look at Tang Wulin. The boy's figure, outline, and even his posture gave him a strong sense of déjà vu.

He didn't continue thinking about it because the competition was about to begin.

A cold glint flashed in Tang San's eyes.

The college rejected him, believing he was unworthy to be their student.

Now, he wants to prove with his own strength that those who were eliminated by them are stronger than their students.

The middle-aged man in the tuxedo retreated to the edge of the ring, and his raised arm suddenly fell.

"The match begins!"

Without hesitation, Tang San released his martial soul immediately.

Blue silver grass surged from his palm, and deep blue vines snaked and stretched out.

Two yellow spirit rings rose from beneath his feet, pulsating slowly and emitting a faint glow.

The first spirit ring is yellow, which is already quite good.

Tang San's gaze fell on Tang Wulin, waiting for the other party to release his martial soul.

He was ready to defeat Tang Wulin with his first soul skill, Blue Silver Entanglement. His Blue Silver Grass was poisonous, something he probably never expected.

Tang Wulin raised his hand.

Blue Silver Grass surged from his palm, and thick vines burst forth from his body, their surfaces adorned with golden patterns.

At the same time, two purple spirit rings rose from beneath his feet.

Two millennium-old soul rings.

The entire venue fell silent.

The audience members gaped, but couldn't utter a sound. How could this be? A useless martial soul actually had two thousand-year soul rings?

Flander in the audience was also stunned. How could this be?

Tang San froze on the spot.

His pupils contracted sharply as he stared at the two purple spirit rings beneath Tang Wulin's feet, his mind blank.

The first spirit ring lasts a thousand years, and the second spirit ring lasts a thousand years.

What does this mean? Master Yu Xiaogang once told him that the human body has a limit: the first spirit ring can only withstand spirit beasts that are over four hundred years old. Beyond this limit, the body will collapse because it cannot withstand the energy of the spirit ring.

But the person in front of me has two thousand-year-old spirit rings.

Moreover, regarding his Blue Silver Grass, Tang San looked down at the slender, dark blue vines in his hand, and then at the thick vines in Tang Wulin's hand.

Impossible, the master's theory can't be wrong.

But the facts are undeniable.

Tang San gritted his teeth and suppressed the shock in his heart.

No matter what color the opponent's spirit rings are, no matter how thick the opponent's Blue Silver Grass is, he cannot lose.

He couldn't let the people at that college laugh at him.

Tang San made the first move.

"First Soul Skill, Blue Silver Entanglement!"

The blue silver grass vine in his hand shot out suddenly, heading straight for Tang Wulin. The vine extended rapidly in the air and reached Tang Wulin in the blink of an eye.

Tang San's lips curled into a slight smile. His Blue Silver Grass was poisonous; as long as it entangled the opponent, even if it only slightly scratched the skin, the poison would enter the opponent's body.

Tang Wulin looked at the flying vines without retreating or even panicking.

He also raised his hand.

"First Soul Skill, Entanglement."

The vines shot out from his hand, faster and stronger than Tang San's, and the two vines collided in mid-air.

“Pah!”

Tang San's Blue Silver Grass was crushed like paper by Tang Wulin's vines, and the broken vine fragments scattered and fell to the ground.

Tang San was stunned.

His Blue Silver Grass, is it broken?

It was broken by the opponent's vines so easily? Without even a moment's resistance?

Looking at the broken vines on the ground, Tang San felt an indescribable emotion welling up inside him.

The master once said that Blue Silver Grass is a useless martial soul, but it can become powerful through proper training and the right combination of spirit rings.

Tang San always believed this statement because his Blue Silver Grass was indeed much stronger than ordinary Blue Silver Grass.

However, Tang Wulin in front of him, who also possessed the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, was far superior to him.

"Two millennium spirit rings —"

"His first spirit ring is a thousand years old, so his foundation is much stronger than mine. My failure is not my fault; it's because his spirit ring configuration is beyond common sense."

But then, another thought popped into my head.

Why was Tang Wulin able to do that? Why could his first spirit ring be a thousand years old?

If the master's theory is correct, then Tang Wulin could not have done it.

If Tang Wulin succeeds, then the master's theory is wrong.

Tang San was unwilling to accept this conclusion.

But what he was even less willing to accept was that he had lost. In the virtual space of that academy, he was eliminated by Le Zhengyu.

Now, on this grand arena stage, he hasn't done anything yet, but he's already been suppressed by his opponent.

Tang San took a deep breath and calmed down again.

His Blue Silver Grass wasn't as robust as his opponent's, and his Soul Rings weren't as high-level, but he still had other trump cards.

Purple Demon Eye, activated.

Ghostly Steps, activated.

A faint purple light shone in Tang San's eyes, and Tang Wulin's movements became much clearer in his eyes.

His footwork began to become unpredictable, and his body swayed from side to side on the ring, making it difficult for his opponents to pinpoint his location.

At the same time, his right hand quietly slipped into his sleeve.

Hidden arrow.

This is the most concealed type of hidden weapon among the Tang Clan's concealed weapons. It is hidden in the sleeve and can be launched by triggering a mechanism.

The arrows are coated with a paralyzing toxin; if they hit the target, the target will lose the ability to move.

Tang San's fingers were on the mechanism of the sleeve arrow, ready to find the right opportunity.

Seeing the change in Tang San's eyes, Tang Wulin did not rush to attack. Instead, he stood still, with golden and blue vines swaying slowly around his body.

Tang San suddenly lowered his body and swung his right hand out from his sleeve.

"Whoosh—!"

A tiny dart shot out from Tang San's sleeve, moving so fast that it was almost impossible to see with the naked eye.

The arrow, glowing with a faint blue light under the lamp, hurtled straight toward Tang Wulin's face.

Tang Wulin reacted much faster than Tang San had anticipated.

He didn't even dodge; he simply raised his hand slightly, and a thick vine automatically sprang up, like a shield blocking his way.

"Ding!"

The hidden arrow struck the vine, its tip piercing the vine's surface, but only penetrating a little before stopping.

The golden patterns on the vines glowed slightly, and the hidden arrow was deflected and landed on the arena floor.

Tang San's pupils suddenly contracted.

His hidden arrow couldn't pierce the opponent's Blue Silver Grass?

Are those vines really that tough?

Tang Wulin gave Tang San no chance to react, controlling his Blue Silver Grass to surround Tang San at an extremely fast speed. Even Tang San's Ghost Shadow Step was useless at this moment.

Soon, Tang Wulin's vines wrapped around his waist, his arms, and his legs.

The power was astonishing. Tang San struggled desperately, only to find that his strength was utterly insignificant in front of the opponent.

Then, he was dragged along by the vines and flew towards Tang Wulin's direction.

Tang Wulin gave him no chance to retaliate.

The moment Tang San was dragged in front of him, Tang Wulin clenched his right fist and punched Tang San in the chest.

The power of that punch was extraordinary.

Tang San felt as if he had been hit in the chest by a soul beast, and his internal organs were churning.

His body flew backward and crashed heavily onto the ring, sliding several meters before coming to a stop.

"puff"

Tang San spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the arena floor red.

He lay on the ground, trying to get up, but his arms gave way and he went limp again.

How can a control-type Soul Master have such great power?

Shouldn't a control-type Soul Master focus on control?

Tang San quickly fainted.

[Detected: Tang San, a key figure, has shown increased acceptance of Shrek Academy as a monster academy!]

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[Detected: Key character Xiao Wu's acceptance of Shrek Academy as a monster academy has increased!]

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