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"Hahaha!"
Hearing this, Tang Chuan's expression paused for a moment before he threw his head back and laughed loudly. His laughter was cold and mocking, with a subtle hint of killing intent mixed in. After a brief silence, his eyes turned sharp and he sneered. "Of course he has to treat you well. Who else would he rely on to prove his twisted spirit theory without you?"
"Little San, you don't really think your teacher is a man who values emotions that much, do you?" Tang Chuan continued, his voice sharp. "You should ask your good teacher, how many years has it been since he left his family? In all these years, has he ever gone back to visit his father even once?"
"A person who can be so heartless and ungrateful even to his own relatives—do you think his kindness toward you is without any ulterior motive?!"
Tang San's face changed slightly. A flicker of hesitation crossed his eyes before he gritted his teeth and replied in a low voice, "Even though Yu Xiaogang never told me what family he was from, he did say that he hasn't returned because he wants to wait until he achieves success. He wants to make a name for himself and become famous across the continent before he goes back."
"He said only then would he have the face to meet his family and be worthy of visiting his father."
"Is his face really that important?" Tang Chuan shook his head, his voice dripping with sarcasm. "How many decades does a person have in a lifetime? Is he going to wait until his father dies before he goes back to visit him?"
He continued, his voice full of disdain, "A bowl of water given to a person while they're alive is worth more than a thousand piles of ash at their grave! Yu Laogou's so-called face is just his selfishness and his cowardice. He only knows how to run away when he faces a problem!"
"To put it more harshly, in terms of responsibility, he isn't even as good as a woman!"
Hearing Tang Chuan's words, the Yu Xiaogang, who had been lying weakly on the ground, suddenly lifted his head. He stared at the young man in the ghost mask and roared in a 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, which makes me half your teacher." He coughed, his voice strained. "As the saying goes, 'A teacher for a day is a father for life.' If you hit me, it's like hitting your own father. Aren't you afraid of being struck by lightning?"
A cold smile curled Tang Chuan's lips, and he said with a hint of speechlessness, "Yu Laogou, it's true, 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 have the nerve to boast that you guided me for two days?"
As he finished speaking, Tang Chuan suddenly raised his foot and brought it down hard again.
"Ah—!" The Yu Xiaogang let out a painful cry. Foam appeared at the corners of his mouth and his body convulsed violently.
"Stop!!!"
Seeing this, Tang San's face became as gloomy as stagnant water, and he let out another furious roar. Immediately after, he moved abruptly. Using Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, he transformed into an afterimage and lunged toward Tang Chuan. At the same time, his three spirit rings lit up simultaneously.
"First spirit ability, Binding!"
With a low shout, Tang San waved his right hand fiercely, and Blue Silver Grass shot out from his palm. The vines were like venomous snakes, sweeping toward Tang Chuan with a rushing sound.
Looking at the Blue Silver Grass coiling toward him, Tang Chuan stood quietly in place. His expression was normal, without any change. He didn't even move his feet an inch. He didn't defend or resist, allowing Tang San's Blue Silver Grass to entangle his arms, waist, and legs. Then, he watched as the Blue Silver Grass slowly injected toxins into his body.
"Why didn't you dodge?" Tang San was suddenly startled and very puzzled. He hadn't expected his elder brother not to 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 as he spoke. "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 little bit of toxin do to you?"
"I said back then that the most prominent characteristic of Blue Silver Grass is its vitality—that kind of undying, unending life force." Tang Chuan's voice grew cold. "But you insisted on listening to Yu Laogou, 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 most foolish thing you could do!"
At this point, Tang Chuan's tone suddenly turned cold, as if he were scolding Tang San, yet also full of disdain.
Hearing these words, Tang San's face instantly turned ashen. His anger almost erupted 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. It was 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 completely unharmed. There wasn't 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 was calm but carried an absolute sense of 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 air twisted instantly, 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 can't restore your own state."
"It's useless. It truly is useless."
"I really don't know if your innate full spirit power Blue Silver Grass is too useless, or if the teacher who taught you is useless!?"
"Little 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 swept 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, a dark figure suddenly 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 Ghost Douluo!