"How is this possible?" Tang San exclaimed in shock. His Blue Silver Grass, after being strengthened, was extremely resilient, but it was like paper in front of Luo Ling's black scythe.
When all the Blue Silver Grass was corroded, Luo Ling stood still, black scythe in hand.
Like an elegant gentleman, not even the hem of his clothes was ruffled.
Tang San gritted his teeth, refusing to believe it, and continued his attack, his second spirit ring lighting up simultaneously.
As the Blue Silver Grass spread, many tiny, barely perceptible seeds were scattered towards Luo Ling.
Facing the renewed attack, Luo Ling finally moved, wielding his black scythe to slowly shred the Blue Silver Grass, his steps light as he paced back and forth across the playground.
The parasitic seeds were very well hidden, but how could they escape Luo Ling's eyes?
His mental power was already incredibly strong; with just a slight movement, he dodged all the seeds.
Then he raised his black scythe, gathering darkness, and with a gentle swing, faint black ripples swept across, corroding all the seeds on the ground.
Yu Xiaogang stared at the scene before him, his mouth slightly agape.
Even in this short moment, it was clear that Tang San was no match for Luo Ling.
This wasn't just a difference in soul power level, but a difference in their martial souls.
It was like a scythe representing death in the darkness versus the common Blue Silver Grass by the roadside. They were
on completely different levels.
On the training ground, Tang San felt a bitter taste in his mouth. Looking at the Blue Silver Grass beneath his feet, he realized for the first time how weak it was.
He used to use it to bind enemies, but now, facing a truly terrifying martial soul, its weakness was glaringly obvious.
A useless martial soul was ultimately useless; no matter how well it was cultivated, it was powerless against a truly powerful martial soul.
For a fleeting moment, a surge of emotion made Tang San want to abandon the Blue Silver Grass and cultivate his other martial soul:
the Clear Sky Hammer!
That was hailed as the number one weapon martial soul in the world; he could surely defeat Luo Ling's scythe!
His heart burned with fervor when a voice interrupted him.
"Aren't you going to continue?" Luo Ling said quietly.
Tang San finally came to his senses. Thinking of his father's instructions and his teacher's words, the fire in his heart slowly subsided.
After a while, he raised his head and looked at Luo Ling again, saying in a deep voice, "I'm going to use my full strength!"
Luo Ling didn't speak, but simply raised the black scythe in his hand.
Purple light spread in Tang San's eyes, and his strange footwork was dazzling.
Besides the Clear Sky Hammer, he also had the Tang Sect's ultimate technique!
The Eight Spider Lances were released from his back, and Tang San's figure rushed towards Luo Ling swiftly.
Under the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Technique, Tang San was like a ghost, his figure constantly changing, and he regained his confidence.
Luo Ling watched Tang San leaping and bounding with great interest. This was the first time he had seen Tang San use the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Technique at such close range, and it was indeed quite skillful.
If it were an ordinary person, they would probably have been completely bewildered by Tang San's ghostly appearance, but Luo Ling was different.
His mental strength was too strong, and he could clearly sense Tang San's real presence.
Just as Luo Ling was observing Tang San, Tang San's third spirit ring lit up.
His only thousand-year spirit ring represented the web binding technique of the Thousand-Year-Old Human-Faced Demon Spider.
Tang San's face showed immense confidence; at such close range, he believed Luo Ling couldn't possibly dodge it.
But the next second, just as the web was about to completely engulf Luo Ling, his figure vanished.
A wave of darkness appeared, and Luo Ling reappeared less than ten meters behind Tang San, easily dodging the web.
"Is this your third spirit skill?"
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Tang San whirled around, suddenly remembering that Luo Ling possessed a movement-based soul skill.
His smile faded. His spider web had a considerable binding range and was fast enough to trap ordinary soul masters, but it was largely ineffective against those with movement abilities.
"Spraying out a spider web to bind enemies, not bad. That's your three soul skills. All shown. Want to try your spider legs?" Luo Ling continued casually.
He spoke calmly, but his attitude was clear to everyone.
Luo Ling completely disregarded Tang San; this was the attitude of a superior towards an inferior.
Sometimes, being scorned is more unbearable than being beaten.
No one wants to be looked down upon, and Tang San was no exception.
He manipulated the eight spider spears on his back to extend, attacking Luo Ling without hesitation.
The eight spider legs looked quite intimidating.
"Your Eight Spider Lances come from the Human-Faced Demon Spider, so they should inherit its characteristics." "
They probably carry the Human-Faced Demon Spider's deadly venom, and likely also its ability to absorb flesh and even soul power to enhance itself."
Watching Tang San charge towards him, Luo Ling spoke calmly.
These words were meant for Tang San and Grandmaster; he wanted Tang San to use the evil power of the Eight Spider Lances!
Luo Ling raised his black scythe, clashing it with the spider spears. With a gentle force, the scythe sliced the spears like tofu.
Tang San's forward momentum abruptly halted, a dazed pain washing over him.
"Ah..." His body slowly curled up, and he stumbled and fell to the ground.
Seeing this, Luo Ling's movements didn't stop. He continued to sever the eight spider spears on Tang San's back, leaving only the last one!
"Stop! What are you doing?" Yu Xiaogang, who was standing nearby, only belatedly reacted after a moment of stunned silence, rushing forward to stop him.
"Weren't we testing the power of the Eight Spider Lances?" Luo Ling shrugged, feigning innocence.
"Even if it's a test, you can't damage Tang San's soul bone like this!" Yu Xiaogang said angrily.
"Master, don't you know? Tang San's Eight Spider Lances come from the Human-Faced Demon Spider. I just said that his Eight Spider Lances should have the characteristics of the Human-Faced Demon Spider."
"I did this just to see if the Eight Spider Lances could be repaired by absorbing flesh and blood or soul power. If so, that would be a very powerful force."
Luo Ling said seriously, as if he really was just testing the Eight Spider Lances.
Yu Xiaogang stared intently at Luo Ling, unsure whether Luo Ling was lying.
"I deliberately left a spider leg behind, just for this kind of experiment."
"Even if the Eight Spider Lances have the ability to absorb flesh and blood and soul power to repair themselves, where is there any flesh and blood now?" Yu Xiaogang said indignantly.
"I have some here." Luo Ling smiled slightly and directly took out several soul beast corpses from his soul tool.
These were originally prepared as a precaution for Yu Xiaogang, but Luo Ling hadn't expected that just a few human corpses would allow Yu Xiaogang to break through to level 30.
Therefore, the corpses of these spirit beasts were rendered useless.
"These are some spirit beasts I hunted, which I planned to sell. Now, I'll let Tang San try them out." Luo Ling tossed the spirit beast corpses down and placed them in front of Tang San.
He wanted Tang San to experience the feeling of absorbing flesh and blood to increase his strength. Even if Tang San resisted the temptation once, what if he was constantly discouraged?
Would he use the Eight Spider Lances to become stronger?
If all else failed, Luo Ling could still use his psychological suggestion!