And Dai Mubai looked at Yun Chuan's careless appearance, anger surging inside his heart, and he sneered continuously:"Good, good, good! I want to see what kind of tricks you can pull out from a trash Martial Soul! A trash Martial Soul will always be a trash Martial Soul, yet you delusionally want to prove you're not trash, truly laughable to the extreme!"
In the current Soul Master world, Blue Silver Grass is recognized as a trash Martial Soul, and its trash nature is absolutely genuine. Its essence is extremely weak, so the soul skills produced by attached soul rings will also be weaker compared to the same level. For example, for the same binding-type skill, the binding skill of Blue Silver Grass compared to a vine-type Martial Soul will be weaker by about forty to fifty percent in strength and toughness, making it much easier for others to break free.
Because of this, Blue Silver Grass is considered a trash Martial Soul!
As for Tang San?
This guy's Blue Silver Grass is not an ordinary Blue Silver Grass at all, but the Blue Silver Emperor Martial Soul that has not awakened yet! In essence, it is a top-tier Martial Soul not inferior to the Clear Sky Hammer. Naturally, it cannot be compared with ordinary Blue Silver Grass. That's why after attaching soul rings, the skills he obtained were far stronger than ordinary Blue Silver Grass by too much. This also gave Yu Xiaogang the illusion that his theory was correct, but in reality, this only applies to Tang San — if it were anyone else, they would have already been ruined by his training.
"Trash Martial Soul?"
Looking at Dai Mubai's utmost contempt, Yun Chuan felt somewhat displeased and thought he needed to say something impressive to regain the scene. So he spoke calmly:"There has never been a trash Martial Soul in this world, only trash Soul Masters! Any Martial Soul, as long as it undergoes arduous cultivation and receives correct guidance, can exert its own value. Even a grain of sand can fill the sea! Even a weed by the roadside can sever the sun, moon, and stars!"
A grain of sand can fill the sea!A weed can sever the sun, moon, and stars!Such deafening, extremely pretentious lines instantly stunned everyone around!
Damn, even though they clearly knew this guy was talking nonsense, for some unknown reason, just hearing those two sentences made everyone's blood boil. A grand, majestic aura rushed into their hearts!
As for Tang San, who often heard his teacher recite the saying "There are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters," his whole person was stunned. It turns out if you add those two sentences after it, the momentum becomes so magnificent and imposing!
Hmm, learned something. Next time he argued with someone and used his teacher's famous line, he would add those two sentences. He would definitely overwhelm the opponent in aura!Tsk tsk.
A grain of sand can fill the sea!A weed can sever the sun, moon, and stars!Listen, just hearing those two lines alone was enough to make a person feel blood boiling!
Tang San felt as if a new world's door had been opened for him…
"A grain of sand can fill the sea! A weed can sever the sun, moon, and stars…" Dai Mubai, as the party involved, muttered those words. Besides feeling the overwhelming majesty, he also felt they were extremely meaningful…
"Alright, enough nonsense!"
Dai Mubai returned to his senses, staring at him:"Since you say there are no trash Martial Souls, only trash Soul Masters, then let me experience what is so special about your Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul."
Then Dai Mubai moved. After his Martial Soul possessed him, he felt like he completely became another person. The moment his white hair fluttered slightly, his explosively powerful body already arrived before Yun Chuan. Ten sharp claws extended from both hands, grabbing toward Yun Chuan's body.
With the mindset of wanting to play with him, Yun Chuan chuckled softly, then moved his foot slightly. It seemed like he just stepped to the side, yet he easily dodged Dai Mubai's attack in a hair-breadth moment. The massive difference in physical quality made all Dai Mubai's movements appear as slow as a crawling turtle in his eyes.
Thus, after lazily avoiding his attack, Yun Chuan moved his thoughts, and thick blue-black vines spiraled up from the surrounding ground in circles, rushing at Dai Mubai from all directions. After all, he said his Martial Soul was Blue Silver Grass, so naturally he had to put on a proper act.
As for himself, he disappeared as if merging into the vines.
Dai Mubai's strange dual-pupil eyes flashed rapidly. His whole body covered in surging soul power. With each swing of his hands, he knocked aside every vine reaching him.
Originally, he intended to directly cut these vines formed from Blue Silver Grass, but was shocked to find these vines were extremely tough. Even with his thirty-seventh-rank soul power-enhanced tiger claws, he could only slice halfway when swatting them aside — unable to fully sever them.
Once the vines left his claw range, they rapidly healed. A faint sweet tea fragrance spread among the vines, which seemed endless, constantly rising from all directions. Even though Dai Mubai's strength and speed were greatly enhanced by his Martial Soul, he simply couldn't break out of the vines' range.
This is Blue Silver Grass?Dai Mubai was extremely shocked. He never imagined Blue Silver Grass could be this powerful.
Of course, at this moment, the most shocked person on scene was Tang San, because he realized the moves this person used were exactly the same as his. Actually, this was Yun Chuan playing around with Dai Mubai, imitating Tang San's original techniques, even greatly weakening the plants he summoned in all aspects, purely for the sake of playing longer.
Otherwise, with his Soul Saint level, even without using Martial Soul, just relying on physical strength, he could instantly take down Dai Mubai — even if Dai Mubai used all his soul skills. The difference in strength was simply too enormous.
But that would be boring. A pure one-sided stomp has no fun. Slowly playing is more interesting.
Seeing he couldn't deal with the vines, Dai Mubai, who never had patience but had extreme competitiveness, suddenly burst with strong white light. His evil-eyed pupils turned white. His first soul ring lit up, forming a white barrier blocking the vines outside.
Then his second soul ring lit up. A massive white light gathered, and with a tiger roar, a milky-white light sphere shot from his mouth. Dai Mubai's first two soul skills — White Tiger Body Barrier and White Tiger Light Wave — activated simultaneously, displaying terrifying power!
From outside, Dai Mubai was already trapped in thick vines. Xiao Wu watching from the side secretly breathed relief, but Tang San frowned, knowing things were not optimistic.
Sure enough, countless white rays suddenly shot out from gaps in the vines. A dull explosion boomed. The vines formed from Blue Silver Grass shattered instantly, powerful shockwaves blasting the Rose Hotel hall into chaos.
If Yun Chuan's Martial Soul really was Blue Silver Grass, he would be greatly affected now. But unfortunately, his Martial Soul wasn't Blue Silver Grass, so even though the vines were destroyed, Yun Chuan's expression remained calm, unaffected at all.
The white light gradually faded, revealing Dai Mubai's strong figure. The broken Blue Silver Grass began condensing again around Yun Chuan, with no reduction in quantity, even looking more than before.
"Tang Chuan, beast-type Martial Souls will always have stronger attack power than tool-type Martial Souls. Although your Blue Silver Grass's power surprised me, it still can't trap me." Dai Mubai said arrogantly, acting superior.
Yun Chuan only smiled faintly:"That is not certain."
As soon as he finished speaking—
Suddenly, Dai Mubai's body stiffened. Fine vines had already appeared on him at some point. The vines instantly grew, binding him tightly. Though the spikes were only an inch long, under continuous tightening, they caused sharp pain, and he noticed his body starting to feel numb.
"This is the Ghost Vine's parasitic ability? He actually has the same as me?" Tang San was increasingly shocked.
Tang San's second soul ring came from a plant-type soul beast called Ghost Vine. It possessed extremely strong neurotoxic venom. Once its spikes pierced, the toxin would spread and dissolve the victim into pus, becoming fertilizer for the vine.
Most frightening, Ghost Vine had parasitic ability. It would release countless tiny seeds during attack, parasitizing on the enemy. With enough energy or nutrients, they would grow on the host, spreading neurotoxin.
Ghost Vine's soul ring skill was Parasitism. With soul power infusion, the effect was even stronger than actual Ghost Vine — instantly growing seeds to bind the opponent. An extremely sinister control skill.
Looking at Dai Mubai's state, clearly, he was hit.
Ignoring Tang San's shock, Yun Chuan spoke calmly:"My Blue Silver Grass is poisonous. Earlier, you must have inhaled some. Then you used strong soul power attacks to break my vines, which accelerated your blood circulation and made the poison act faster. Although you feel nothing, your skin has already become numb, unable to detect parasitic seeds. So, you lost."
Dai Mubai looked at Yun Chuan. Except for his head, his whole body was wrapped by Blue Silver Grass. His evil-eye pupils flashed fiercely:"Good, good Blue Silver Grass. If I were the same as you with only two rings, I would indeed have lost. My body is numb and hard to break free. But I still have one more ring than you. I'll show you my third soul skill."
He judged from the vines' strength that Yun Chuan was definitely under level thirty, so he was full of confidence.
But he didn't know Yun Chuan was just playing with him, and even deliberately used the same skills as Tang San in front of him to tease him and enjoy his shocked expression.
A purple soul ring suddenly shone. The air distorted around Dai Mubai. His evil-eye pupils turned blood-red. The vines around him suddenly expanded, and with a loud boom, all vines — including parasitic seeds — exploded into dust.
Dai Mubai actually underwent a second transformation.
Tang San inhaled sharply:"This is the skill of a thousand-year soul ring?" Because their Martial Souls and skills were similar, he imagined himself here, and realized that besides using hidden weapons or other methods, he would be helpless as a Soul Master.
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