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"Good!"
Facing the Iron Wall Formation of Elephant Armor Academy, Tang San sprang up in a single bound, effortlessly leaping seven or eight meters into the air as his two soul rings gleamed in succession.
In midair, he flipped forward and landed behind Huyan Li and the others, then shouted, "First soul skill: Constriction!"
In an instant, seven dark-purple Blue Silver Grasses, each as thick as a wooden staff, shot forward like whips toward Huyan Li's group.
After absorbing the soul rings of two Man-Faced Demon Spiders, the Blue Silver Grass's toxicity had increased dramatically, and its fibers were far tougher than before.
Under Tang San's control, the seven strands of grass wriggled and coiled around the Academy disciples like venomous snakes, binding them tightly within moments.
"Hmph—using that useless Blue Silver Grass to show off?"
Even as he was entangled, Huyan Li sneered contemptuously. Then, with a roar, he barked, "Brothers, let these punks taste our strength—attack!"
"Argh!"
The seven disciples of Elephant Armor Academy threw back their heads and howled. Soul power and brute strength exploded outward, and with a single effort they snapped the Blue Silver Grass coils as if they were nothing.
"Hmph, Blue Silver Grass is trash—wait, what?"
Huyan Li paused, looking down at the arm the grass had touched. There, a small wound oozed dark-red blood. Though minor, it was unmistakably a wound—and it stung.
He glanced at his companions. Sure enough, each bore similar wounds. Their expressions darkened.
"This…poison?"
Indeed, after absorbing the five-thousand-year Man-Faced Demon Spider soul rings, the grass's toughness had barely improved—but its venom had multiplied many times over. Those wounds were the corrosive marks of its lethal toxin.
Thanks to his Violet Extreme Demon Eye, Tang San clearly saw the wounds, and he relaxed inwardly.
"Excellent. As long as we break their defenses, we still have a chance." He had risked jumping behind them precisely to test whether the grass's venom could pierce their guard.
If ordinary Blue Silver Grass could injure Huyan Li, then bolstering its toxicity with his fourth soul skill would surely leave the Academy disciples badly wounded.
Determined, Tang San called out, "Everyone, flank them front and back. Senior Sister Jiang Zhu, please heal us; Mubai, Fatty, unleash your full power—I'll cover you. First target Huyan Li! Constriction again!"
Once more, Tang San unleashed his First Soul Skill. Over a dozen thick strands of Blue Silver Grass shot toward Huyan Li's group, while Dai Mubai and Ma Hongjun launched their assaults.
"Third soul skill: Phoenix Soaring Wings!"
"First soul skill: Phoenix Fire Line!"
"Fourth soul skill: White Tiger Meteor Shower!"
"Third soul skill: Heaven Wolf Transformation!"
"Third soul skill: Berserk!"
Brilliant soul techniques followed one after another, a torrent of attacks raining down on Huyan Li. Thanks to Oscar's recovery "Big Sausages," none of Tang San's allies worried about their soul power depletion as they unleashed their skills.
"Damn it! Help me!"
Enraged, Huyan Li hurriedly manifested his First Soul Skill—the Diamond Shield—to block Dai Mubai's and Ma Hongjun's strikes.
Meanwhile, disciples Huyan Ba and Huyan Shan rushed to aid him.
"Big brother, hold on! We're coming!"
"You won't get to him!" Tang San's voice rang out coldly. "Second soul skill: Parasitism!"
Whoosh!
"Damn—where did all this Blue Silver Grass come from? Didn't that kid already use his soul skill on us?"
"This is bad—I feel these vines draining my soul power!"
"Break free of this trash grass and save big brother!"
Unbeknownst to them, when Tang San had leapt past, he had already sown his parasitic seeds onto Huyan Li and his companions. Now, at the opportune moment, the hidden strike activated.
Not only Huyan Ba and Huyan Shan but Huyan Li himself was covered in parasitic sprouts. Countless toxin-laced Blue Silver Grasses burst forth from his flesh, binding him in suffocating coils.
At the same time, Dai Mubai and the others closed in.
"Mubai, Fatty—target his head!"
"On it!"
In an instant, the four surrounded Huyan Li, pummeling his skull with fists. Strong as his head's defenses were, they did nothing to deter their onslaught.
"Die, all of you! Roar!" Huyan Li howled. As the saying goes, 'don't hit the face,' but they had been relentlessly pummeling his head, beating his face until it was swollen. He couldn't take it anymore and finally exploded in a fit of madness, activating his Soul Bone: the Eight-Thousand-Year Destructive Impact Skull, which encased his head like a golden mammoth helmet.
"Second soul skill: Mammoth's Might!"
No sooner had the command left his lips than his fist solidified into diamond—his power magnified by titanic force—as he lunged at Huang Yuan's chest.
Boom!
Huang Yuan had no time to dodge. The blow struck him squarely, sending him rocketing backward like a kite with its string cut. He was flung clear out of the arena.
"You little brats have truly angered me!"
Seeing Huyan Li go berserk, Dai Mubai and the others wisely backed off, maintaining their distance. Huyan Ba and Huyan Shan hurried behind him.
"Damn—it's unbelievable that Huang Yuan was eliminated so quickly. San, what do we do now?"
"Damn! I didn't expect Huyan Li to have a Soul Bone!" Tang San cursed inwardly. Had Huyan Li lacked a Soul Bone, he might have been dispatched already. Instead, the situation had reversed—and Huang Yuan was out.
"Since he used his Soul Bone, I have no choice but to use mine—my Eight Spider Lances."
Tang San inwardly resolved. After absorbing his Fourth Soul Ring, he further empowered his soul bone by assimilating the life essence and venom of the Man-Faced Demon Spider and other poisonous soul beasts.
Now, his Eight Spider Lances rivaled a twenty-thousand-year soul bone in quality—and it stored enough deadly toxin to kill an opponent instantly. Though reluctant to employ it, with Huyan Li's Soul Bone unleashed, Tang San had no choice but to go all out.
"Mubai—hold him off for a bit!"
"Got it! Third soul skill: White Tiger Vajra Transformation!" Dai Mubai downed one of Oscar's recovery sausages to replenish his soul power, then charged Huyan Li, flanked by the others.
"Hmph—trying that old trick again? It's useless! Brothers, finish them off!"
At Huyan Li's command, the Elephant Armor disciples engaged Dai Mubai's group in fierce combat once more.
Meanwhile, Tang San seized the opportunity to swallow a Mushroom Sausage, unleashing his external soul bone. He shot upward and streaked toward an unsuspecting Elephant Armor student.
In the blink of an eye, Tang San appeared behind him and rammed forward, the Eight Spider Lances stabbing out.
Thuk!
The lances pierced the student's flesh, injecting their toxin. In an instant, his face turned purple as the venom coursed through his veins—he collapsed, unable to rise.
"Ah Xi!"
Enraged, Huyan Li's third soul ring flared. "Third soul skill: Crushing Assault!"
(End of Chapter)