There were a total of nine clones. Apart from the five who mainly cultivated the Blue Silver Emperor, the remaining four all used the Clear Sky Hammer.
After all, with an attack system Spirit, even the weakest of them was stronger than the previous five.
However, Tang San only glanced at them briefly and didn't pay much attention.
Yu Xiaogang's teachings weren't entirely useless.
For example, he said that after breaking through to Titled Douluo, hunting spirit rings for the Second Martial Soul would not only allow him to attach top-quality spirit ring skills of over 50,000 years to all of them, but also allow for rapid progress in the most difficult Title Douluo realm Cultivation. This statement was very reasonable.
The Blue Silver Emperor was already useless, and he didn't plan to waste the Clear Sky Hammer's potential.
He wasn't going to be a sucker.
After pondering for a moment, San Zi refocused his gaze on Clone Number One.
He felt that Life, as an auxiliary attribute, shouldn't have strong combat abilities, and there might be a chance to pass.
If he could pass the trial instantly on his first attempt, according to the rules, the rewards should be very generous, right?
Thinking about those magical exchange resources, Tang San's mind stirred slightly, and he clicked the challenge button below the Blue-Clothed Youth.
In the next instant, he found himself appearing in an octagonal arena, similar in shape to the one he encountered at the end of the initial Flying Immortal Trial, but larger in area.
He stretched slightly.
All his senses were no different from reality.
Whether it was the control of his body, the feedback from interacting with the outside world, or the manifestation of his Spirit abilities, everything was extremely smooth.
On the opposite side, the clone had already appeared, standing proudly at the other end of the arena.
A faint purple light bloomed in his eyes, giving the surroundings an extremely captivating feeling.
In his right palm, seven or eight noble Blue Silver Grasses with golden Texture patterns swirled constantly in the air like cobras, emitting a gentle aura, yet making people feel terrified.
Coupled with his tall and slender blue uniform, his three-dimensional image was even more handsome and majestic than in the previous picture.
Seeing this scene, Tang San's heart couldn't help but skip a beat.
This clone's strength might not be as weak as he had imagined.
At this moment, a serious voice rang out in the air.
"Trial participant, please note that the spirit battle will officially begin in five seconds. Five,
Four…
Begin."
The instant the last two words fell, the clone had already moved.
The connection was incredibly smooth, almost without a hair's breadth of delay.
Dozens of thick Blue Silver Grasses shot out from the left and right sides of the arena, as well as from the high altitude above, covering the sky and earth.
The Spirit's main development of the Life Attribute didn't mean that plant-based abilities couldn't be used.
On the contrary, the powerful recovery effect of the Life system, with just a little spirit power, could unleash endless Blue Silver Grass, making it extremely difficult to deal with.
With just this one move, Tang San's expression changed drastically.
His small eyes were filled with great confusion.
The arena's diameter was over 200 meters, yet the opponent's Spirit could extend so far?
Also, could he effectively command his Spirit and react correctly in time at such a distance? Wouldn't it be a waste of spirit power if it was dodged?
If it were him, even if he were to adopt a similar tactic, he would first come to the center of the arena.
Tang San planted his feet into a horse stance.
Holding his Spirit in his right hand in front of him, his shoulders slightly lowered, ready to use Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to perform a dance about basketball and chickens at any time.
But the Blue-Clothed Youth didn't seem to care, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, spitting out a few words that made San Zi feel incredibly defeated.
"You have chosen death!"
As soon as the words fell, a brilliant light flashed on the third purple spirit ring.
The Life control ability had been activated.
At the same time, the Blue Silver Grass flying in the air rapidly surrounded San Zi from the left, right, and above.
But before he could activate Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track to dodge these piercing attacks,
When the distance was still four or five meters, the ends of all the vines suddenly exploded.
One became three, three became nine, nine became twenty-seven.
A dense net grew at the end of each Blue Silver Grass, with different nets interlacing layer upon layer, instantly covering him tightly.
The instantaneous change was too rapid, and by the time San Zi reacted, all escape routes had been sealed off.
Under the effect of the Life attribute's infinite regeneration ability, the surrounding Space was almost filled with Blue Silver Grass.
"Don't panic, he definitely can't control it in time from such a distance."
Tang San thought to himself, and the Clear Sky Hammer appeared in his left hand, planning to break a hole and escape.
Then, there was no then.
Before the Clear Sky Hammer could strike, a Blue Silver Grass suddenly wrapped around his ankle from behind.
The moment he was touched by the vine, the spirit power and Life energy in his body began to drain rapidly.
In just one moment, he felt as if he had been emptied out, and he fell weakly to the ground, submerged by countless Blue Silver Grasses.
Then, in just a few seconds, even his body shape became incredibly thin, his eye sockets were sunken, and he was skin and bones, turning from a muscular brother into an empty young master.
Tang San had never felt so weak before. Not a drop of spirit power was left, and not even a trace of power could be squeezed out of the muscles all over his body.
It was like a raging fire suddenly turning into a weak candle that could be extinguished at any time. The huge gap made his heart shocked and terrified.
Half a second later,
Bing Qing Yu Jie on the dormitory bed reopened her eyes.
As if frightened by something extremely terrifying, her whole body suddenly jolted, and then her body trembled violently.
Her eyes became suspicious and uncertain, and her back was covered in cold sweat.
It was too terrifying. The feeling of having his Life energy extracted was too terrifying.
Even his internal organs were withering, and the strength of his bones was rapidly weakening. One second he was a Spirit Elder, the next second he was a Spirit Scholar, and the next second he was a dead bone in a tomb.
How the hell could he play this?
A full half hour later, Tang San gradually calmed down.
Recalling the previous battle, he secretly exclaimed:
"Is this the creation branch ability known as the Ten Strongest of Myriad Realms? It's so terrifying.
Clone Number One currently only has four spirit rings. If he cultivates to Titled Douluo and possesses the Martial Soul Avatar and nine spirit rings, what kind of power would that be?"
But in the next instant, that trace of excitement quietly transformed into frustration and anger.
Frustration because how could he pass the assessment within a year against such a powerful opponent?
And anger, because his Life attribute seemed to have been ruined by Yu Xiaogang.
Once again, he opened the clone's introduction and looked at some of the descriptions on it.
"Cultivators of the Heavens, if you want to reach the Supreme, the Ten Strongest are the necessary entry ticket."
"As the main branch ability of the Creation Great Dao, the potential and breadth of the future are almost immeasurable."
"Even in Feixian City, which encompasses the geniuses of the Myriad Realms, his aptitude is enough to rank in the top one percent."
Tang San couldn't help but curse Yu Xiaogang for the countless time in his heart, swearing oaths, wishing he could cut him into pieces.
But in his eyes, there was not a trace of resentment, only tears of regret that his intestines had turned green.
How could he have believed in such a waste?