Chapter 88: Is It the Blue Silver Grass That Is Useless? Or Is It the Person Who Taught You That Is Useless?
"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, Tang Chuan's expression first paused, then he looked up and let out a loud laugh.
His laughter was mocking and cold, carrying a subtle hint of killing intent.
"Of course, he has to treat you well. Without you, who would he rely on to prove his twisted Spirit theory?" After a moment of silence, Tang Chuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he sneered.
"Tang San, you don't really think your teacher is someone who values emotions that much, do you?"
"You should ask your good teacher, how many years has he been away from his clan? In all these years, has he ever gone back to visit his father even once?"
"Such a person, who can be so heartless and ungrateful even to his own relatives, do you think his kindness towards you is without any ulterior motive?!"
Tang San's face changed slightly, a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, then he gritted his teeth and whispered,
"Although Yu Xiaogang never told me what clan he was born into, he did say that he didn't return to his clan because he wanted to wait until he achieved success, made a name for himself, and became famous across the continent before going back."
"Only then would he have the face to meet his clan and be worthy of visiting his father."
"Is his face really that important?" Hearing this, Tang Chuan shook his head, sneered, and continued with a voice full of sarcasm.
"How many decades does one have in a lifetime? Is he going to wait until his father dies before going back to visit? A bowl of water while alive is worth more than a thousand piles of ash at the grave! Yu Xiaogang's so-called face, in the end, is just his selfishness, his cowardice; he only knows how to escape when he encounters problems!"
"To put it more harshly, in terms of responsibility, he's not even as good as a woman!"
Hearing Tang Chuan's words, Yu Xiaogang, who had been lying weakly on the ground, suddenly raised his head, looking at the young man with the ghost mask in front of him, and roared in helpless rage:
"Tang Chuan! I never thought it would be you, you little bastard!"
"You… you actually dare to hit me? No matter what, I did guide you for two days at Nuoding Academy back then, making me half your teacher."
"As the saying goes, 'A teacher for a day, a father for life.'"
"If you hit me, it's like hitting your father. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
Hearing this, Tang Chuan's lips curled into a cold smile, and he said with a hint of speechlessness:
"Yu Xiaogang, truly, even ghosts fear a shameless person. When I came to borrow a book about identifying Spirit Beasts from you back then, you refused. Now you dare to boast that you guided me for two days?"
As his words fell, Tang Chuan suddenly raised his foot and brought it down hard again.
"Ah—!"
Yu Xiaogang let out a painful cry, foamed at the mouth, and convulsed violently.
"Stop!!!"
Seeing this, Tang San's face was as gloomy as stagnant water, and he let out another furious roar.
Immediately after, his figure moved abruptly, stepping with Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, transforming into an afterimage and pouncing towards Tang Chuan.
At the same time, his three spirit rings lit up simultaneously.
"First spirit ability, Blue Silver Bind!"
With a low shout, Tang San waved his right hand fiercely, and Blue Silver Grass shot out from his palm, like venomous snakes, sweeping towards Tang Chuan with a rushing sound.
Looking at the Blue Silver Grass coiling towards him, Tang Chuan stood quietly in place, his expression normal, without any change, not even moving his feet a single inch.
He didn't even defend or resist, allowing Tang San's Blue Silver Grass to entangle around him—arms, waist, and… legs.
Then he watched the Blue Silver Grass slowly inject toxins into his body!
"Why didn't you dodge?"
Seeing this, Tang San was suddenly startled and also very puzzled.
He didn't expect his elder brother to not resist!
Looking down at the Blue Silver Grass wrapped around him, Tang Chuan first sighed, then a faint hint of disappointment flashed in his eyes, and he said:
"Is this all your Innate Full spirit power Blue Silver Grass can do?"
As he spoke, he gently lowered his head and sniffed the scent of the Blue Silver Grass.
"Hmm, indeed… it has a bit of toxin."
"But how much damage can this bit of toxin add to you?"
"I said back then that the most prominent characteristic of Blue Silver Grass is its vitality, that kind of undying, unending vitality."
"But you insisted on listening to Yu Xiaogang, abandoning the most core advantage and characteristic of Blue Silver Grass as a plant Spirit, to attach that so-called poison attribute? Blue Silver Grass is inherently weak in the early stages, how much potent venom do you think it can inherit from a Spirit Beast?"
"To abandon its essence for quick success is simply the stupidest of the stupid!"
At this point, Tang Chuan's tone suddenly turned cold, as if scolding, yet also disdainful.
Hearing these words.
Tang San's face instantly turned ashen, his anger almost erupting from his eyes, and he roared: "You're talking nonsense! My poison… how can it be useless?!"
"Brother, you're forcing my hand!"
With a fierce bite of his teeth, Tang San's three spirit rings once again shone simultaneously.
The toxins from the Datura Snake and Man Faced Demon Spider, along with the corrosiveness from the Ghost Vine, merged into one, frantically invading Tang Chuan's body through the Blue Silver Grass vines.
However, in the very next second.
A dazzling blue-gold light suddenly illuminated Tang Chuan's body!
Boom—!
A vast and majestic life force suddenly erupted within his body, like a surging spring tide, like dead trees regenerating, instantly engulfing all the erosion and damage caused by the toxins.
"What?"
"My poison, it didn't cause any damage?"
"This… how is this possible?"
Tang San said in disbelief, looking at the scene before him in astonishment.
He found that Tang Chuan's skin, which should have turned black and rotted, was now completely unharmed, without even a trace of corrosion from the toxin.
"Your poison is too weak."
"To me, it's like a small snake biting a whale, almost negligible. Weak, it's simply too weak!"
Looking down at his arm wrapped in vines, Tang Chuan slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air, his voice calm but carrying an absolute suppression and disdain.
The next second.
A cold light flashed in his eyes.
The blue-gold light around him suddenly condensed, and his entire body shook violently!
"Boom!"
Accompanied by an astonishing spirit power erupting from Tang Chuan's body, the airflow in the air instantly twisted, and powerful energy fluctuations swept in all directions like a tide!
The Blue Silver Grass vines that had been tightly wrapped around him.
Instantly collapsed under this impact.
Like fragile dry branches, they scattered into countless fragments with popping sounds.
Finally, they broke into pieces, falling all over the ground.
"Your current Blue Silver Grass can neither restrict me nor cause me any harm, and it cannot restore your own state."
"Useless, it's truly too useless."
"I really don't know if your Innate Full spirit power Blue Silver Grass is too useless. Or is it that the teacher who taught you is useless!?"
"Tang San, do you know? You could have had endless recovery in your right hand and endless attacks in your left hand, but now you've ended up like this. It can only be described as pathetic…"
"If you turn back now, there might still be a chance to salvage it!"
… … … …
The fight just now had already thrown the entire Seventh District Fighting Soul Arena into chaos.
Figures moved in the stands, with exclamations and discussions rising and falling.
"What's going on? Someone actually dares to fight privately in the Fighting Soul Arena?"
"They're fighting so fiercely, it looks like they're going all out!"
Just as everyone was astonished.
Manager Ao of the Great Spirit Arena finally rushed over with several enforcement personnel.
Manager Ao's face was gloomy, his gaze sweeping over the chaotic scene, and he sternly shouted: "What are you doing? This is the Great Spirit Arena, not a place for you to fight privately at will!"
"If you don't stop, don't blame me for expelling you from the Soto Great Spirit Arena and permanently banning you from participating in any Fighting Souls here!"
His voice was like thunder, causing a stir among the surrounding crowd.
Hearing his words, everyone looked at Tang San and the others in the arena, pointing and whispering.
At the same time, outside the Great Spirit Arena.
Suddenly, a dark figure appeared at the entrance.
It was a somewhat blurry ghost, with gusts of cold wind, and an icy, bone-chilling aura.
The next second, the ghost slowly solidified, ethereal yet real; it was Gui Mei!
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