At this moment, when Dai Mubai was trapped by Yun Chuan using the second skill obtained from Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, he finally used the skill from his third soul ring.
Thus, Dai Mubai's appearance changed again in front of everyone. His body, which had already grown sturdier from the White Tiger Possession, swelled once more. His muscles bulged exaggeratedly, his upper clothes were completely torn apart, revealing terrifying muscle contours. Most bizarre of all, black horizontal stripes appeared on his skin. If not for the lack of fur, he would look almost no different from a tiger's hide.
His tiger claws grew another size larger, and the blades that extended from them turned bright silver. Most astonishing was that his entire body was covered in a strong golden light, as if his body were plated in gold. His blood-red eyes emitted a bloodthirsty glow, his whole body carrying the dominance of a king among beasts.
Tang San, watching from the side, did not know what this transformation meant, but since it was the skill granted by a thousand-year third soul ring, the effect was certainly extraordinary.
"What will he do next?" Tang San looked toward the boy in white with black hair, only to see that the youth's ordinary-looking face still carried a faint smile, his pair of eyes particularly deep and beautiful, with a mysterious charm that was hard to grasp.
Yun Chuan's expression was calm, his mind moved. Instantly, blue-black Blue Silver Grass shot outward from around his body, the thorny vines rushing forward, blocking Dai Mubai's vision and simultaneously wrapping toward his limbs and neck.
"Can he do it?" Tang San stared closely at Dai Mubai.
Ten streaks of silver light flashed and crossed in the air. The Blue Silver Grass that had rapidly rushed forward suddenly stopped in mid-air. Then, those extremely tough vines instantly turned into dust and dissipated, while Dai Mubai's imposing body strode forward step by step toward Yun Chuan, the silver blades on his tiger claws flickering, releasing tremendous pressure.
"Your Blue Silver Grass is indeed impressive, far tougher than I expected. Even with my normal soul power, I couldn't cut it apart in one strike. But what I am using right now is my third soul ring skill—White Tiger Vajra Transformation." Dai Mubai, his aura completely renewed, spoke proudly: "Back then, to obtain this soul ring, I went through countless dangers and finally hunted a thousand-year Vajra Tiger soul beast. It greatly increased my strength, attack, and defense, and also granted me this White Tiger Vajra Transformation."
"My White Tiger Vajra Transformation can last half an hour, and during that time my resistance to abnormal statuses, attack power, defense power, and strength all increase by one-fold. With my level 37 soul power and this amplification, your poison is not enough to hurt me. Even though your soul skill is exquisite and your control-type Martial Soul is good, you still are not my opponent. This is the absolute gap in strength." Dai Mubai's evil eyes flashed with red light as he said confidently, "You've definitely lost!"
"Oh, you think you've already won?"
Yun Chuan watched Dai Mubai's arrogant look, but his expression did not change. He spoke softly: "Seems I need to use a bit of real skill."
After speaking, his hands began to form seals (pretending), soul power fluctuations rose around him. In an instant, dozens of seals changed, and with the final seal, Yun Chuan loudly shouted: "Self-created soul skill—Blue Silver Avatar!"
And as his words fell, a bit ahead of him, Blue Silver Grass emerged once more, but this time the vines intertwined and fused… ultimately forming a two-meter-tall wooden figure covered with Blue Silver Grass patterns, leaving Tang San staring dumbfounded.
"This… Blue Silver Grass can be used like this?" Tang San was stunned. Soon he subconsciously shook his head, thinking: This is only a useless appearance. The essence of Blue Silver Grass is extremely fragile; even if intertwined into a wooden man, it cannot change its fragile nature. This soul skill is just for show, not practical.
But very quickly, Tang San's view was completely overturned.
After summoning the vine-woven wooden man, Yun Chuan immediately controlled it to charge at Dai Mubai.
Dai Mubai, seeing this strange wooden figure, thought the same as Tang San—that it was just for show. He swung his tiger claws, intending to tear it apart!
The wooden man was not willing to be outdone. Its hands moved, the left fist swinging at Dai Mubai's incoming tiger claw, while the right fist punched toward Dai Mubai's chest.
But with Dai Mubai in his White Tiger Vajra Transformation state, his muscles were like tightened steel. The wooden man's punch hit like striking rubber—there was force, but little effect.
"Strong power! But useless!"
Seeing the wooden man's punch land yet be endured, Dai Mubai, eyes blood-red, sneered. Although shocked that the wooden man was not empty bluff, his reaction was fast. He swung his blocked right claw again—but was blocked again.
This time it still blocked, but the next second, Dai Mubai's left fist slammed into the wooden man's left chest, knocking it back several meters.
"Come again!"
Seeing the wooden man knocked back, Dai Mubai roared and rushed again.
Although punched in the chest, the wooden man felt no pain. Under Yun Chuan's control, it rushed again!
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
One was wood, one was flesh.
The two clashed wildly in the hotel lobby, every collision sounding like thunder. Dai Mubai's eyes grew blood-red, forgetting where he was. As the battlefield expanded, the lobby became a ruin. Everyone hid behind the counters, peeking out nervously.
"Third brother, that wooden man is so strong! Will you be able to make one like that in the future?" Xiao Wu's eyes sparkled as she whispered to Tang San.
"I don't know." Tang San looked blankly at the wooden man, who was faintly suppressing Dai Mubai. Every strike was real and fierce. It felt like a dream—this battle overturned all his understanding.
Why could Blue Silver Grass fuse into a wooden man?
Most importantly, how could this Blue Silver Grass wooden figure have such terrifying combat power? Battling a power-attack Soul Elder without losing ground—it was unbelievable. With Blue Silver Grass's fragile nature, how could it be this tough? Why?
The lobby now looked like a demolition site, tiles shattered everywhere.
At this point, Dai Mubai was already crazed, striking the wooden man everywhere, but to no effect.
This wooden man was a creation of Yun Chuan's Goddess of Life Martial Soul, made from extremely tough wood. The Blue Silver Grass appearance and hand seals were fake. There was no real self-created skill—Yun Chuan was just fooling everyone.
This move was the prototype of the "True Thousand-Armed Buddha" Yun Chuan imagined as a child. In his vision, once perfected he could summon a several-kilometer-tall wood giant with countless arms… gods would be trash before it!
Unfortunately, six years passed and it was still only imagination. Even this prototype was weak—only enough to bully someone like Dai Mubai.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
The battle continued. Neither could defeat the other. The wooden man's offense was weak but its defense was too strong. Dai Mubai, no matter what he tried, could not break it.
But Dai Mubai's third-ring skill had a time limit. As weakness spread through his body, he suddenly realized—the thirty minutes were up.
Hiss—
Like a leaking balloon.
The mighty Dai Mubai suddenly went limp, his powerful claws turning into soft cat paws, patting the wooden man like caressing it.
His exaggerated muscles shrank, the black stripes disappeared, the golden light extinguished.
He returned to normal.
"It's over…" Dai Mubai spoke weakly.
Next was the wooden man's turn.
It grabbed limp Dai Mubai with one hand, and punched his stomach with the other, making his eyes widen as he vomited stomach acid.
'I'll teach you for being a deserter!'
'I'll teach you for abandoning your fiancée!'
'I'll teach you for drinking and carousing every day!'
As Yun Chuan listed Dai Mubai's sins one by one, he controlled the wooden man to mercilessly beat him! Every punch accompanied by a mental accusation. He would never admit he was jealous.
'I'll teach you for having twin sisters!'
'I'll teach you for knowing how to enjoy life…'
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