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Tang Chuan stood still, his expression calm and his eyes slightly cold. He didn't release any spirit ability, as if Tang San's Binding was no threat at all. After all, nobody present would be afraid of the Blue Silver Binding.
Boom!
Just as the Blue Silver Grass was about to wrap around Tang Chuan's waist, his body suddenly swayed. His feet lightly tapped the ground, and he floated like a wisp of wind, instantly dodging Tang San's attack trajectory and perfectly avoiding the Blue Silver Grass. The movements were simple, clean, and quick.
"How is this possible? How can Brother's speed be so fast? Even the agility-attack system Xiao Wu couldn't avoid my attack so easily!" Tang San was stunned, his eyes filled with surprise.
Yu Xiaogang, standing by, frowned deeply, his gaze fixed on Tang Chuan. He blurted out, "A Spirit Master with a ten-year spirit ring, why is his speed so fast?" They didn't know that after Tang Chuan absorbed the 100,000-year Blue Silver Emperor right leg bone, his speed, physique, vitality, and spirit power had already undergone a massive change.
At this moment, Tang Chuan's expression remained unchanged, with a faint smile on his face, as if nothing had happened. Although Tang Chuan had been hiding his strength, in this situation, it was perfectly fine for him to expose a little of his power. These people posed no threat to Tang Chuan. Even if Yu Xiaogang noticed something was wrong, so what? Yu Xiaogang knew Tang Chuan was Tang Hao's son.
What could he do? Besides mouthing off, what would he dare to do? Even if he was truly "exceptionally intelligent" and figured out that Tang Chuan might have absorbed a spirit bone or that his Blue Silver Grass had mutated during cultivation, what could he do? Kill him and take his bone? Strangle a genius? He wouldn't dare. At most, he would feel impotent rage or put pressure on Tang San, making the latter cultivate more desperately.
As for Tang San, he was incredibly loyal to his parents. As the saying goes, an older brother is like a father. Even if he noticed something unusual, it would be impossible for him to do anything out of line. What's more, Tang San had long noticed Tang Chuan's peculiarity. After all, they had lived together for so many years, but didn't Tang San also have his own secret—the Tang Sect's unique skills? Even in several Spirit Master team battles in the original story, when Tang San used Tang Sect's unique skills, Dugu Yan, Ning Fengzhi, and others even thought they were spirit bone abilities!
After all this time, Tang San still hadn't told his brother about the Tang Sect's unique skills. In the original story, Tang Hao also asked Tang San about the Tang Sect's unique skills, and his explanation was that he learned them from a book he found. If his brother was also a reincarnator and had his own secrets, wouldn't he be just like him? If people from Spirit Hall, Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, Heaven Dou Empire's royal family, and other forces were present, Tang Chuan would not have shown anything inconsistent with his own strength. He wanted to hide his abilities, but it also depended on the occasion. Just like in the original story, Tang San hid his Clear Sky Hammer in the early stages and didn't use it, but when he encountered the Man Faced Demon Spider and fought Zhao Wuji, he still used the Clear Sky Hammer.
As for why he had to hide his spirit power before, if he hadn't hidden it, Tang Chuan's spirit power rank would now be close to rank 30. If it spread from the academy that a Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master with an innate spirit power rank of one cultivated so fast, the entire continent would surely be shaken! When Spirit Hall got the news, an investigation would be inevitable. A private sparring match was only known to a few people.
Thinking of this, a hint of disdain flashed in Tang Chuan's eyes. The corner of his mouth curved slightly, and a meaningful arc appeared as he whispered, "Little San, your attack is too slow." The next second, his body suddenly burst forth, rushing out like an arrow from a bowstring, arriving in front of Tang San in the blink of an eye.
"What?" Before Tang San could react, Tang Chuan's fist had already torn through the air. The punch was like thunder, its force like a charging mountain. Tang San's expression changed. In a moment of crisis, he suddenly raised his hand, turning his palm into a shield, and met the blow head-on, resulting in a loud bang.
Fist and palm met, and Tang San felt an incredible brute force surging up his arm. His hand trembled violently, and he was almost forced back several steps, his face turning pale. "What terrifying power? This... how is this possible?!" He stared at Tang Chuan in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock. The power of this punch was definitely not something a Spirit Master who had just broken through rank ten should have. It was even comparable to an attack-system Spirit Master around rank thirty. In the nick of time, Tang San hurriedly circulated the spirit power within his body, and his palms glowed with a faint cyan light. It was one of the Tang Sect's unique skills—Mysterious Jade Hand, as hard as iron and jade, strong and shock-resistant. Relying on this skill, he finally managed to stabilize himself.
But the battle was far from over. The moment Tang San stabilized himself, the yellow spirit ring under his feet brightened. His first spirit ability, Binding, activated, and countless Blue Silver Grass vines shot up from the ground like living creatures, intertwining and binding, like dancing chain snakes, heading straight for Tang Chuan's feet.
"First Spirit Ability, Binding!" Tang San let out a low shout. "Let's see where you hide this time!" The Blue Silver Grass was like a giant net, tightly sealing Tang Chuan's lower body, with an aura that seemed to want to tie him up like a dumpling.
However, at this moment, a strange cold light flashed in Tang Chuan's eyes. "Blue Silver Clone!" he uttered. The next instant, a white spirit ring under Tang Chuan's feet suddenly lit up. With a flash of white light, his body slowly vibrated. Then, from within his body, another identical Tang Chuan slowly split off. This clone appeared without warning, without any spirit power fluctuation during the change, just like a reflection in a mirror stepping out into reality.
"H-how is this possible? Is this a clone?" When Tang San saw the identical figure of Tang Chuan split from his body, his expression suddenly changed dramatically, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Xiao Wu, watching from not far away, covered her mouth and cried out in disbelief, "Clone?! Tang Chuan, this guy, can actually create clones?"
"Yu Xiaogang... what... what kind of spirit ability is this?" Wang Sheng looked at Yu Xiaogang in astonishment. Yu Xiaogang's expression was also incredibly solemn at this moment. He slowly said, "This is not an ordinary illusion, nor is it a mirror image projection... This is a real, flesh-and-blood clone! Even some powerful spirit beasts might not be able to do this. What kind of spirit beast brought about this spirit ability, after all?"
"To achieve this, it should require immense vitality, after all, if there is no vitality, how can a living body be split off?"
While everyone was still in shock, Tang Chuan had already activated his mental force, controlling the clone to quickly rush towards Tang San. Tang San didn't dare to be careless and immediately recalled the Blue Silver Grass that was binding Tang Chuan. Then, the Blue Silver Grass at Tang Chuan's feet changed direction and violently swept towards the clone.
"Binding!" Tang San shouted in a low voice. In the blink of an eye, the Tang Chuan clone was tightly bound by the Blue Silver Grass, unable to move. But at this very moment, Tang Chuan's main body moved. Taking advantage of Tang San's attention being focused on the clone, he suddenly stomped his foot, and his entire body shot out like an arrow, his figure as fast as Gui Mei. The next moment, Tang Chuan had already arrived in front of Tang San, his right fist smashing directly at his face, showing no mercy.
"Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!" Seeing this, Tang San's face turned pale with fright. Without time to think, he almost instinctively activated the Tang Sect's unique skill, letting out a low shout. The next second, he shifted his feet, narrowly dodging Tang Chuan's irresistible punch.
Boom!!
Tang Chuan's punch missed, landing on the spot where Tang San had just stood. The hard ground cracked, and a fist print as deep as a calf appeared, sending broken stone flying. Tang San broke out in a cold sweat. "Too fast, his speed and strength are nothing like a Spirit Master with a ten-year spirit ring." At this moment, Tang San's first spirit ability, Binding, had already entangled Tang Chuan's clone, thus temporarily losing its effect. His gaze began to become cautious. His spirit abilities could no longer be used, and his spirit power was constantly being consumed. The situation seemed to have begun to tilt.
But Tang Chuan didn't give him any chance to breathe. "Hmph!" With a soft shout, Tang Chuan closed in again, his fist like the wind, aiming straight for Tang San's chest.
Tang San's pupils contracted slightly, his mind racing, and solutions flashed quickly through his mind. "If I take this punch head-on, I'll definitely suffer. But if I use Controlling Crane Catching Dragon to neutralize its force, I can take him down with a counterattack!" The next second, Tang San activated his Mysterious Jade Hand, his palm slightly rotating, with hidden Qi. Immediately after, he was full of confidence, his eyes as sharp as an eagle's, his movements as swift as the wind, precisely meeting Tang Chuan's incoming fist.
Their palms and fists clashed with a rumble. "Hmph, Brother, you lost," Tang San's lips suddenly curled into a cold smile. "What?" Before Tang San could react, he felt the opponent's fist suddenly change. It actually turned from a fist to a palm at the moment of close contact.
The next instant.
"Hiss—" From Tang Chuan's right palm, a blue-gold light suddenly burst forth, and countless Blue Silver Grass vines, like venomous snakes, swept out from his palm, tearing through the air! "Th-this is?!" Tang San's eyes widened in shock. He tried to pull back, but it was already too late. The Blue Silver Grass entangled him at extremely tricky angles, almost instantly wrapping around his limb joints, like venomous snakes coiling around him, tightening inch by inch.
Bang!
Tang San's body was directly bound into a dumpling, his hands and feet completely immobilized, unable to move, and he fell heavily to the ground. "Little San!!" Xiao Wu cried out in alarm, her eyes wide as she watched the changes on the field, unable to react for a moment.
At this, Yu Xiaogang's brows immediately furrowed into a knot, the shock on his face impossible to conceal. "Didn't he already use a spirit ability just now? How can he still use Binding?" At this moment, the field was silent.
"Tang San lost??" Wang Sheng and the others stared blankly at Tang Chuan, who stood in the center of the field, his figure straight, calmly retracting his palm. Although he had a white ten-year spirit ring, at this moment he was like a majestic War God, making it unbelievable.
On the ground, Tang San looked at the Blue Silver Grass binding his limbs with an incredulous expression. These blue-gold vines were tougher and stronger than any plant he had ever seen, locking his joints like steel cables. Even if he used Mysterious Heaven Skill to enhance his strength, he couldn't break free. He tried to use spirit power to burst out and break free, but the more he struggled, the tighter it became. Even his breathing became rapid.
"How is this possible??" Tang San's face was full of confusion, gasping for breath like an ox. Then he suddenly looked up at Tang Chuan and said, "Didn't you already use a spirit ability just now? Why can you still use Binding? Do you have two spirit abilities?"
Hearing this, Tang Chuan looked at Tang San with a look of disappointment, a cold smile appearing on his face. "Little San, you really disappoint me. Did you see any signs of me releasing a spirit ability just now?"
Tang San was stunned, recalling the brief exchange just now, and his heart suddenly trembled. "I told you a long time ago that the Blue Silver Grass spirit itself has the ability to bind. Blue Silver Grass is born with the instincts of growth, binding, and control. You insist on attaching a spirit ability to achieve the binding effect. Don't you think it's superfluous and unnecessary?" Tang Chuan nodded slightly, asking in a low voice.
Tang San was stunned, speechless for a moment. Tang Chuan continued, "I didn't use a spirit ability. This is just a normal attack I completed by injecting spirit power and vitality into the Blue Silver Grass and utilizing its original binding attribute."
"This... But why is your Blue Silver Grass so tough?" Tang San was dumbfounded, his mind blank, immersed in an unprecedented shock. "Logically speaking, even if Blue Silver Grass has its own binding ability, it shouldn't be this strong, right?"
"You want to know why?" Tang Chuan glanced at Tang San, then spoke calmly. "It's simple. My first spirit ring is from a ninety-nine-year cultivation life-type plant spirit beast. This plant-type spirit beast not only has extremely vigorous vitality but also possesses extremely strong recovery and splitting abilities. Its spirit ring not only granted me the ability to clone but also greatly enhanced the life vitality of my spirit. Blue Silver Grass is a plant; the stronger its vitality, the stronger its growth speed and toughness naturally become."
He paused after saying this, then chuckled lightly. "This is not like what some people say, that one must rely on absorbing animal spirit rings to enhance control. My Blue Silver Grass can bind you tightly without relying on animal spirit rings."
At the sidelines, the many students who had been watching were already dumbfounded. "This can't be true, right? Tang San's spirit ring is a yellow hundred-year one, how could he lose to a ten-year spirit ring Tang Chuan?"
"Yeah, and wasn't Tang San's Blue Silver Grass personally guided by Yu Xiaogang? Logically speaking, it should be stronger than Tang Chuan's..."
"But didn't you see? Tang Chuan didn't even use a spirit ability. His spirit itself could bind Tang San, and he could even clone. It's simply outrageous."
"Could it be... could it really be that Tang San's cultivation direction is problematic?"
"But isn't Tang San guided by Yu Xiaogang in his cultivation? Could Yu Xiaogang be wrong?"
Discussions rose and fell, and everyone's eyes were filled with disbelief and astonishment. Xiao Wu looked at Tang San, who was tightly bound by the Blue Silver Grass, and was speechless for a moment. She had just been laughing at Tang Chuan's low spirit ring rank, but now she was slapped hard by reality.
And Yu Xiaogang, standing at the very front, seeing everyone discussing him, his face had already darkened as if it could drip water. He stared intently at Tang Chuan, a hint of anger and shame appearing in his eyes. "He... he actually won against Little San with a ten-year spirit ring?" "This, this... this is impossible? He definitely cheated!"
Yu Xiaogang was gasping for breath, his fists slowly clenching. The next moment, he finally couldn't suppress his anger and walked furiously towards Tang Chuan, looking as if he was about to demand an explanation.