I have added this story to my Patreon. You can support me and read the latest and advanced chapters there. This story has caught up with original work in patreon with 40+ Chapters. It also fed and motivate me to write more chapters!
Link: Patreon.com/AVRKingsTL
—------------------—
"This shouldn't be an ordinary blue silver grass."
Bibi Dong in the audience watched for a while and finally figured out some of the tricks.
"Ah, how is that possible?"
A puzzled look appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face.
"When I took Xiao San as my apprentice, I carefully examined his martial spirit. It was just an ordinary blue silver grass martial spirit, right?"
"Are you questioning me?"
Bibi Dong sneered and pointed at the stage.
"Look for yourself, is this really ordinary blue silver grass?"
Although this is the best spot on the viewing platform, it is still some distance away from the fighting arena.
As a level 99 Extreme Douluo, Bibi Dong could see some details on the stage even from a distance.
But Yu Xiaogang was only a level 29 soul master, and he really couldn't see clearly some of the things on the stage.
Fortunately, Bibi Dong started to explain afterwards.
"Look, your disciple's blue silver grass has strands of silver lines on it."
"I've never seen silver lines like this on ordinary blue silver grass."
"Silver lines? What silver lines?"
A look of confusion flashed across Yu Xiaogang's face.
"When I first accepted him as my disciple, his martial spirit was clearly just an ordinary blue silver grass, right?"
Bibi Dong just shook her head when she heard this and looked down on Yu Xiaogang even more.
This silver pattern is naturally the characteristic of Tang San's spirit evolving into the Blue Silver King after he swallowed his mother.
Ever since the start of the Continental High-Level Soul Master Competition, Yu Xiaogang has been obsessed with having Tang San win glory for him.
But he didn't care at all about the changes in Tang San's martial soul.
Blue Silver Overlord Spear, a skill given to Tang San by the Blue Silver King bloodline spirit ring.
Although its power is not as strong as the Blue Silver Overlord Spear given by the Ten Thousand Year Bloodline Soul Ring in the original novel.
However, this soul skill still has the characteristic of cutting off the enemy's control over the soul skill.
"How is that possible?"
Although it was a locking soul skill, after losing Xie Yue's control, Tang San easily broke free with his own mental power.
"Nothing is impossible."
Tang San, under the ghost's shadow, narrowly avoided Xie Yue's fifth soul skill and was almost as close to Xie Yue as a ghost.
Xie Yue used several soul skills in succession at this moment. This was the time when the old strength had gone and the new strength had not yet been born.
This is the moment Tang San has been waiting for.
In addition to his martial spirit and soul skills, he also possesses the unique skills of the Tang Sect!
Tang San's eyes were full of purple light, and he used the Mysterious Jade Hand to point his arms like swords. He stretched out his hand and pointed at the Danzhong acupoint on Xie Yue's chest.
Although he didn't know what Tang San was going to do, Xie Yue subconsciously wanted to avoid it.
However, Tang San's speed was obviously faster, and the finger that condensed the Xuantian Gong firmly touched the Tanzhong acupoint of Xie Yue.
"Hmm!"
The expression on Xie Yue's face twisted instantly.
He only felt an invisible force coming from the center of his chest, which immediately dissipated the soul power in his body.
Accompanied by intense pain, he immediately released himself from the state of martial spirit possession.
"you..."
Xie Yue looked at Tang San and subconsciously wanted to say something.
But in the next moment, Xuantian Gong suddenly exploded in his Danzhong acupoint.
puff!
Xie Yue suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground motionless.
Fortunately, Tang San dodged in time; otherwise, Xie Yue's blood would have sprayed onto Tang San.
"The second round, match thirteen, the winner is Tang San."
Almost at the moment the referee announced the winner, Hu Liena jumped onto the fighting stage impatiently.
"elder brother!"
Hu Lina took Xie Yue into her arms and carefully observed her brother's injuries.
Tang San didn't say anything, but turned around and walked towards the fighting arena.
In fact, most of the spectators were completely confused about this game.
They couldn't understand why Xie Yue became like this when Tang San had only tapped his chest.
In addition, Tang San did not use many soul skills throughout the game, let alone his second spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer.
This inevitably makes some soul masters who want to witness the power of the world's number one weapon spirit feel a little regretful.
It seems that Tang San has not exerted much of his strength at all.
"Stop!"
Seeing that Tang San wanted to leave, Hu Liena spoke coldly.
"Why, Miss Hu Liena, do you still want to avenge your brother?"
Tang San paused, turned around, and looked at the girl not far away with a complicated look.
Well, after all, this was one of the objects of his unrequited love.
But unfortunately, he already has Xiao Wu.
"Humph, do you think we, the Spirit Hall, are gods?"
Hu Liena snorted coldly.
"Even if it's revenge for my brother, that's our business on the field."
"Then why did you call me?"
Tang San couldn't help but frown.
"My teacher, the current Pope of the Spirit Hall, wants to see you."
Hu Liena hesitated for a moment and then continued.
"It was Yu Xiao...your teacher who recommended it."
Hu Liena had a very bad impression of Yu Xiaogang, and her attitude towards Tang San was not very friendly either.
If nothing unexpected happens, Hu Liena of this era would not fall in love with Tang San.
"Come with me."
After handing Xie Yue over to the healing spirit master of the Spirit Hall, Hu Liena looked at Tang San coldly.
Tang San stood there hesitating for a moment, then followed Hu Liena's footsteps.
After all, he also wanted to see what Bibi Dong wanted to talk to him about.
"How is this Tang San?"
On the viewing platform, Ye Ling asked Long Aotian.
"He is indeed the one who will change the situation of the entire continent and achieve the status of a god in the future."
There was no expression on Long Aotian's face, but there was a hint of fighting spirit on his face.
"He seems to be extremely skilled in close combat, has extremely strong mental strength, and is very experienced in combat."
After a pause, Long Aotian spoke.
"But with just these, he is still no match for me."
No matter what, soul power is the most basic thing for a soul master.
Look at Davis, who also has five rings. He can't even take on a single move from Long Aotian.
"It's good to be confident, but Tang San is not that easy to deal with."
Ye Ling patted Long Aotian on the shoulder.
"According to the tournament schedule, he and the two of us should meet in the final game."
"In short, you must use all your strength when the time comes."
"Yes, Young Master."
Ye Ling could see that there was something very wrong with Tang San.
Not only has his martial soul evolved, but he also exudes the aura of the divine realm.
The round of 16 matches were over in just one day.
Currently, only Ye Ling, Long Aotian, and Jing Ling have advanced from the Butian Pavilion.
With the help of the Skeleton Martial Soul, Jing Ling has extremely strong defense. Coupled with the secret techniques of the Body Sect, there are few who can be his match, even among the Five Ring Soul Masters.
Even a six-ringed Soul Emperor would be in trouble in his hands.
It can only be said that in the environment of Douyi, possessing the inherited original martial spirit is simply a killing spree.