Chapter 151: Blue Silver Devouring Emperor Sword

The phoenix-tail cockscomb snake wings flapped, and Tang San's figure suddenly appeared behind Shi Quan; in his eyes, the current Shi Quan was nothing but a stationary target.

"Soul-Devouring Spider Web." Tang San flicked his hand, and a pitch-green ball of light immediately flew toward Shi Quan.

Shi Quan did not even turn around; the first and second soul rings beneath him lit up.

Blue Silver Growth, Hardening ability combo skill, Blue Silver Hard Dragon Drill!

Under the rapid growth of the Blue Silver Emperor, it resembled several dragons and snakes, charging toward that pitch-green ball of light.

The Soul-Devouring Spider Web spread rapidly, and the growth speed of the Blue Silver Emperor was no slower.

At this very moment, Xiao Wu's figure suddenly appeared beneath Shi Quan's figure.

"Charm." Her peach-pink eyes stared directly into Shi Quan's eyes.

"How dare you?" Shi Quan's brows and eyes smiled, a silver light flashed across his pupils, and in the depths of his mind, Xiaomeng struck silently.

"Mr. Dugu, are weapon-type soul skills very strong? How are they different from ordinary ten-thousand-year soul skills?" Xue Xing was stunned for a moment and looked at Dugu Bo with some curiosity; although he was a Spirit Master, his talent was average and he was keen on power, so he did not know much about this special situation.

Yu Xiaogang stood up abruptly; Shi Quan's external spirit bone was already enough to make him unable to accept it, and watching the long sword gripped in Shi Quan's hand, he suddenly shouted in shock, unable to control his emotions: "No, this is impossible. It is actually an extremely rare weapon-type soul skill, this, how is this possible? And where did he get so much soul power to release a ten-thousand-year soul skill?"

Shi Quan's expression remained calm, his right hand raised in a hollow grip, the Blue Silver Emperor had already appeared in Shi Quan's hand, and at the same time, the fourth soul ring on Shi Quan's body finally lit up.

Blue, gold, and black colored flames surged and then intertwined; the Blue Silver Emperor in Shi Quan's hand seemed to melt, transforming into a sword shape. The moment Shi Quan raised his hand to grip it, the three-colored intertwined flames instantly receded, revealing a strange hilt. Shi Quan waved his hand, and a strange long sword, entirely wrapped in blue-gold flames with black magic patterns branded in the center, appeared before everyone's eyes.

Dugu Bo smiled faintly and explained: "Ordinary attack-type ten-thousand-year soul skills, no matter how great their power or how strong their attack, are generally one-time consumables; once used, they must be cast again. But weapon-type ten-thousand-year soul skills are different, especially weapon attack soul skills like long spears or swords; while being super strong in attack, they can also be used as weapons. It is no exaggeration to say that it is like equipping someone with a tool spirit that carries a soul skill. It is said that there is also a type of weapon-type soul bone, and the effect is similar, but this type of soul bone is even rarer than external spirit bones."

Before the Dragon Spear could pierce him, Shi Quan felt the Dragon Spear tighten; dense, ink-colored Blue Silver Grass grew from his back, wrapping around his Dragon Spear entirely.

The attack of the Soul-Devouring Spider Web was a feint, Xiao Wu's Charm was a feint, and the current attack was Tang San's true objective.

A ray of light appeared, and the entire space seemed to freeze because of it.

"A tool spirit that carries a soul skill?" Xue Xing's eyes lit up; no matter how slow his reaction was, he understood the power of this soul skill.

This was Shi Quan's fourth soul skill, Blue Silver Devouring Emperor Sword!

The mere residual power of the sword intent caused Tang San's Soul-Devouring Spider Web to tear and wither.

Crack!

The moment the black soul ring on Shi Quan's body lit up, everyone on the viewing platform stared intently at Shi Quan, wanting to see what this special ten-thousand-year soul skill looked like.

A golden light flashed, and the Sacred Dragon Eight Spears immediately pierced toward Xiao Wu.

"Break." A cold voice rang out, the strange long sword in Shi Quan's hand trembled violently, and the long sword was swung at a bizarre angle.

The red light in Xiao Wu's eyes met the silver light in Shi Quan's eyes, and she immediately groaned, her movements stalling.

The second soul ring beneath Tang San lit up violently; a large amount of Blue Silver Grass suddenly grew in the space between him and Shi Quan, black light blooming. The soul power within his body was pushed to the limit, and a powerful devouring force erupted.

"It's actually a weapon-type soul skill, no wonder he was being so secretive about it." The corners of Dugu Bo's mouth curled into a smile.

In the sky, Tang San only felt the hair on his body stand on end, and an unprecedented sense of crisis struck.

Tang San's figure had also arrived at the front at some point, another pitch-green ball of light flew out, and at the same time, eight pitch-green spider spears pierced toward Shi Quan simultaneously.

A tiny, deep blue-gold ray of light, only the size of a mung bean, shot out instantly.

The piercing Soul-Devouring Eight Spider Lances were all split in two, and the thickets of Blue Silver Grass were all severed, yet they still blocked that blue-gold ray of light.

The ray of light submerged into the arena, immediately emitting a violent boom!

The hard arena was instantly split in two; this slash from Shi Quan left a deep trench five meters deep in the middle of the arena.

All the Blue Silver Grass was destroyed, all the Soul-Devouring Eight Spider Lances were broken, and bright red blood had already stained Tang San's clothes red.

"Brother." Xiao Wu exclaimed and hurriedly caught the falling Tang San.

"Is this it? It's far too weak." Shi Quan's figure landed lightly on the ground, performed a sword flourish, and looked at Tang San and Xiao Wu indifferently. As for Ning Rongrong and Oscar, Shi Quan couldn't be bothered to care about them; if there were no buffs, Tang San would only be defeated faster.

If he hadn't deliberately adjusted the direction of that sword's attack, only severing the Soul-Devouring Eight Spider Lances behind Tang San and breaking his Blue Silver Grass.

Otherwise, with that previous sword, he would have finished Tang San instantly.

After all, with so many people present, if he had truly harbored murderous intent, he feared that before his sword could even fall, Tang Hao would have already struck.

Hearing this, Tang San spat out another mouthful of blood, clutching his chest as he looked coldly at Shi Quan.

"Admit defeat or continue?"

Shi Quan's voice was flat, without the slightest hint of mockery, but in Tang San's ears, it was a completely different feeling.

It felt as if he were nothing in the other person's eyes, as if he were saying: "What are you? Are you worthy of jumping around in front of me? Admit defeat and get lost early."

This kind of contempt was an extreme provocation to Tang San.

He could not tolerate this provocation, and he was even less willing to lose to Shi Quan again.

Thinking back, when he and Shi Quan were both at Notting Academy, he possessed Innate Full Spirit Power and held the secret arts of the Tang Sect, whereas Shi Quan had only one level of Innate Soul Power and was just a grassroots commoner.

The two were clearly worlds apart, but now the other party had not only obtained a ten-thousand-year soul ring but had also surpassed him in every aspect; he was unwilling to accept this.

If he had consumed an Immortal Herb two years earlier like Shi Quan, his strength would definitely not be weaker than Shi Quan's, perhaps even stronger!

His martial soul had just mutated and evolved, and it truly could not gain an advantage against the already fully evolved Blue Silver King of Shi Quan. As both were tool spirits, he had another, even more powerful tool spirit!

That martial soul which was hailed as the strongest in terms of power on the continent, possessed the greatest explosive force, and had a restraining effect on the vast majority of tool spirits.

Since the Blue Silver Grass couldn't win, he would switch to another, using absolute power to crush all obstacles.

Thinking of this, Tang San's gaze calmed down, and he said indifferently: "Admit defeat? Shi Quan, you underestimate me too much, don't you?"

Dugu Bo, who was off the stage, heard this, his eyes full of disdain, and he thought to himself: "If Xiao Quan hadn't deliberately held back just now, the grass on your grave would be a meter long by next year."

"Xiao Wu, you take Pangzi and the others down first." Tang San rose from Xiao Wu's embrace and nodded toward her.

Xiao Wu looked at Tang San with red eyes, her heart full of worry, but she was still very obedient, walking quickly toward the unconscious Ma Hongjun and the others, and quickly walked off the arena.

Oscar hurriedly landed and handed all the prepared Recovery Big Sausages to Tang San.

"Oh? Do you still have a trump card?" Shi Quan held his sword diagonally in one hand, his Sacred Dragon Eight Spears retracted behind him, his expression indifferent as he waited quietly, "I'll wait for you."

"Is this kid helping me vent my anger?" The corners of Dugu Bo's mouth lifted slightly.

Fortunately, Shi Quan did not know Dugu Bo's inner monologue, otherwise, he could only smile awkwardly; after all, he just wanted to strike Tang San hard and stimulate Tang San's desire for power.

"This Tang San is really shameless. Anyone with eyes can see that Xiao Quan held back against him just now, and he still has the nerve to stand on the stage." Dugu Yan said directly off the stage without any hesitation.

"That's right, who knows what he's pretending for? Does he really think he can beat Xiao Quan?" Yu Feng chimed in directly.

The two did not lower their voices on purpose; everyone present was a Spirit Master, and almost everyone heard them.

The faces of the Shrek group instantly flushed red, only Yu Xiaogang stared fixedly at Shi Quan on the stage; in his understanding, the consumption of a Martial Soul Fusion Skill was astonishing, not to mention the consumption of such powerful area-of-effect soul skills from Shi Quan and Ye Lingling, which was even more terrifying.

The reason Shi Quan attacked so hastily must be because of a shortage of soul power within his body, wanting to end the battle quickly; although his Fourth Spirit Ability had astonishing power, the fact that one strike missed showed that Shi Quan's soul power should be in a state of depletion, which was also the reason why Shi Quan did not continue to pursue after landing.

In summary, the current Shi Quan was merely bluffing and was all show; Yu Xiaogang believed he had seen through Shi Quan's disguise, then said confidently: "Who wins and who loses is still uncertain!"

Hearing Yu Xiaogang's words, Dugu Yan retorted directly: "What are you barking about, you level twenty-nine loser? A student taught by a loser is also a loser; watch as Xiao Quan properly rubs your loser student into the ground."

Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang's face instantly turned livid, and thinking of Dugu Yan's status, he could only shut his mouth helplessly.

Seeing this, Ning Fengzhi also shook his head slightly; strength determines vision, and as long as one had a little bit of strength, they would understand that Shi Quan occupied an absolute advantage on the field—to put it bluntly, he was completely just playing with Tang San on the stage.

He also did not know where Yu Xiaogang's mysterious confidence in Tang San came from.

Facing the discussion off the stage.

Tang San's eyes focused, unaffected by the stage, his right hand gripped slightly, the Blue Silver Grass martial soul disappeared, his left hand grabbed, black light emerged, a heavy aura permeated, and a small black hammer appeared in his hand.

"This is... Twin Spirits?!"

Everyone's gaze was concentrated on the Clear Sky Hammer tightly gripped in Tang San's left hand...