Chapter 49: The Way of Plants and Trees Inherently Contains Both Vitality and Murderous Intent!
When Tang Chuan declared that his Blue Silver Grass could serve as support, attack, and control, Dugu Yan was momentarily stunned before bursting into laughter. "What did you say? Blue Silver Grass, this trash Spirit, can do all three? Alright! Today, let me see just how strong your versatile Blue Silver Grass can be!"
With those words, she stepped toward Tang Chuan, her aura overbearing, her spirit power subtly fluctuating as she prepared to enter the arena.
Qin Ming, Bai Baoshan, and Sun Buyu stood on the sidelines, exchanging glances.
"Blue Silver Grass handling strong attacks, assistance, and control? Isn't that an exaggeration?" Bai Baoshan frowned, skepticism clear in his voice as he muttered to Sun Buyu.
Sun Buyu muttered back, "It does seem a bit far-fetched. In all my years, I've rarely seen anyone with Blue Silver Grass as their Spirit achieve significant Cultivation."
Qin Ming, seeing Dugu Yan volunteer to fight, nodded gently and said, "Yan Zi, since you want to test him, go ahead and gauge this little brother's strength. However, you cannot use your snake venom in this spar, as this is an internal Academy assessment."
Dugu Yan shrugged, a smirk on her lips. "Don't worry, I won't poison him to death."
With that, she stepped into the arena, her demeanor confident, a cold glint flashing in her eyes.
Tang Chuan, seeing Dugu Yan approach, nodded slightly and made a calm gesture of invitation, his composure unshaken.
The next moment, he opened his palm, and a light blue glow rose from it. Fine strands of Blue Silver Grass coiled and intertwined like spirit snakes, rapidly spreading through the air.
However, this Blue Silver Grass appeared entirely ordinary—slender, delicate, with no visible abnormalities or the blue-gold hue associated with Tang Chuan's true power.
Everyone watching was slightly taken aback.
"It looks… just like ordinary Blue Silver Grass, not a mutated Spirit," Bai Baoshan muttered, his brows furrowing.
Qin Ming's gaze swept over the Blue Silver Grass in Tang Chuan's palm, and his heart stirred. "This feeling… where have I seen it before?" The image of a young man in the Star Dou Great Forest, using Blue Silver Grass to heal injuries and turn the tide, flashed through his mind. "It couldn't… be him, could it? No, his Blue Silver Grass was blue-gold, but this…"
Unbeknownst to Qin Ming, Tang Chuan had secretly activated his Simulation Soul Skill, altering the appearance of his Blue Silver Grass to avoid recognition.
Dugu Yan scrutinized the Blue Silver Grass coiling in Tang Chuan's palm but saw nothing extraordinary. "Your Blue Silver Grass looks… completely unremarkable," she chuckled, her tone laced with mockery. "You'd better be careful, big sister here won't go easy on you."
With that, she took a step forward. Three spirit rings rose from beneath her feet—two yellow, one purple, the optimal configuration. A surge of emerald green spirit power rippled from her body, condensing into an illusory Bi Lin Snake behind her. The snake's shadow raised its head, flicking its tongue, its scales shimmering with a faint, poisonous green glow.
"Hmph, let me show you the swiftness of the Bi Lin Snake!" Dugu Yan sneered, her figure darting forward like a greenish-blue snake shadow, spirit power exploding beneath her feet.
Her eyes turned cold, her right hand transforming into a claw, its fingertips gleaming with a chilling light. Spirit power mixed with the Bi Lin Snake's unique aura as she fiercely clawed toward Tang Chuan's chest, her move sharp and merciless.
But in the next instant, Tang Chuan lightly tapped the ground with his foot, his figure shifting an inch like a phantom, effortlessly dodging her seemingly unavoidable attack.
"How is this possible?!" Dugu Yan's eyes widened, disbelief etched on her face. "How is his speed so fast?"
"Didn't you want to see the attack of Blue Silver Grass? It's coming now," Tang Chuan said with a cold smile. His right arm vibrated slightly, and the Blue Silver Grass in his palm rapidly coiled and converged.
In an instant, it condensed into a giant hammer, glowing with an emerald green luster, its surface entwined with vine patterns, pulsating with a vibrant life-force.
Before Dugu Yan could react, Tang Chuan swung the green hammer horizontally toward her with a whistling sound.
"What?" Caught off guard, Dugu Yan raised her arms to block, thinking, How strong could a hammer made of grass be?
"Bang!!"
A tremendous thud echoed through the arena.
Dugu Yan felt an overwhelming force, like a collapsing mountain or a tsunami, crashing into her. She was sent staggering back a dozen steps before barely stabilizing herself.
"Ugh—" Her face paled, her palms numb, her arms nearly losing all sensation.
"This is impossible…" Dugu Yan looked at Tang Chuan in disbelief, her voice trembling with shock. "How can Blue Silver Grass, a plant, condense a hammer like steel?"
"Nothing is impossible," Tang Chuan said with a faint smile, opening his palm. The hammer's shadow dissipated, transforming back into blue-green vines dancing lightly between his fingers. "Blue Silver Grass is indeed a plant-type Spirit, often called a trash Spirit. But it's not truly trash; few have found its true path."
"Every spirit ring I absorb enhances its life force. When life force accumulates to a certain degree, Blue Silver Grass undergoes a qualitative change. Its internal structure transforms, increasing its density, strength, and toughness."
"As the saying goes, grass, wood, bamboo, and stone can all be swords; plucking flowers and flying leaves can harm. Everyone mocks Blue Silver Grass as a trash Spirit, but they don't realize that the way of plants inherently contains both vitality and murderous intent. The earth is as thick as a city wall, yet isn't it still pierced by Blue Silver Grass?"
His words plunged the arena into dead silence.
Dugu Yan's expression shifted, clearly shaken by Tang Chuan's explanation. She understood the significance of a qualitative change driven by life force—a rare and profound Cultivation path.
But as a proud member of the Royal Fight Team, she refused to concede so easily. "That sounds impressive, but your Spirit is still just Blue Silver Grass," she said, taking a deep breath to steady herself, a cold laugh escaping her lips.
Her figure surged forward, her first spirit ring lighting up beneath her feet.
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