Chapter 93: Is this lousy Blue Silver Grass really a useless spirit? (Chapter 3)
After Xiao Chenyu's men saw Wang Chen release his spirit and spirit ring, they realized that although both were century-old spirit rings, the Blank Book spirit seemed even weaker than the Blue Silver Grass. Their confidence in Wang Chen was diminished.
This was a stereotype in smaller communities: tigers and wolves were considered high-level spirits,
while Blue Silver Grass was considered low-level.
After learning of Wang Chen's formidable background yesterday, Xiao Chenyu had become incredibly confident in him. He berated, "Just watch, eh? Brother Wang is going to beat up this little jerk!"
In the arena,
Tang San started to act pretentious again, saying, "I'll let you strike first, otherwise you'll have no chance once I strike."
Actually, he wasn't exactly pretending. Blue Silver Grass was better suited for counterattacks, a strategy known as using stillness to control movement.
"Alright!"
Wang Chen stopped trying to argue with Tang San. He waited until he had him pinned to the ground and rubbed him, then he'd have a good chat.
A ball of cold water condensed from the Book of Truth and, as if by magic, hurled itself towards Tang San.
Tang San smiled. "So slow, who are you trying to hit?"
Without even using Ghostly Steps, relying solely on basic techniques, Tang San dodged the attack and reached a distance of three meters.
But just as he was about to unleash the Blue Silver Grass and use Entanglement to counterattack,
he discovered the Blue Silver Grass's spread was much slower than he'd imagined.
What was going on?
Almost instantly, Tang San felt a chill sweep over him, spreading across the entire arena in a matter of moments.
While not freezing to death, it drastically slowed the Blue Silver Grass's growth!
This wave effectively negated the Blue Silver Grass's advantage!
If the Blue Silver Grass couldn't grow, how could it entangle and poison its opponent?
Tang San had no other choice but to use even greater Soul Power to boost the Blue Silver Grass's vitality. If the Blue Silver Grass completely covered the arena, Wang Chen would have nowhere to hide, and all he could do was wait for it to entangle and poison him.
Tang San thought to himself: If Wang Chen was poisoned, he wouldn't completely cure him. He'd leave only a little bit, tormenting him day and night!
"Boom!"
But before Tang San could spread the Blue Silver Grass to Wang Chen's feet, a massive fireball flew towards him. This fireball was almost half the size of the entire field, incredibly large.
"How is this possible?"
Tang San's Purple Demon Eyes focused, realizing that the fireball's temperature was not high, and it was probably not solid.
So, Tang San slapped out with his Mysterious Jade Hand, and the fireball exploded on the spot.
As expected, it had little power.
"Bluster!"
Tang San chuckled inwardly. Before he could react, his eyes lit up again, and a line of fire shot towards him!
The speed of the fire line made Tang San's breath catch, and he instinctively activated his Ghost Shadow Step, trying to dodge it.
"Boom!"
Behind Tang San, a pillar of fire as tall as a man was left, and the flames shot up into the sky.
Tang San's forehead was covered in sweat. "That was a close call! I was almost hit! It was so powerful! What kind of spirit ring did Wang Chen absorb?"
But as he landed, before he could even begin to process what was happening, another line of fire appeared, colliding as if he had just charged forward.
"How could it be so fast? I can't dodge it. There's nothing I can do, I'll just take it!" Mysterious
Jade Hand!
Tang San's right hand, radiating like jade, slammed forward.
"Bang!" Tang San
's hand burned fiercely.
In a split second, he felt a searing pain.
The pain unleashed even more potential, Tang San shifted his steps, forcibly dodging the follow-up attack.
However, his hand was already burning red, like a lobster.
His skin was probably cooked.
But with the Mysterious Heavenly Power spirit power, it was constantly healing, and no blisters or anything like that appeared.
Tang San breathed a sigh of relief. "Finally, I dodged it! Such a terrifying spirit skill should only be usable twice, right?"
Seeing that Tang San was fine, Wang Chen also breathed a sigh of relief.
I'm afraid I'll accidentally kill Tang San!
Wang Chen's power is too strong. Even at its lowest, it still packs a punch.
And if Tang San is killed, there'll be one less person to
take advantage of! Why kill the goose that lays the golden eggs when I can just beat Tang San up and earn tons of points every day?
At least right now, Wang Chen's power isn't enough to fight against gods, and he's even outmatched by Peerless Douluo and Peak Douluo. Will you be reduced to spectating from the sidelines during the future god-level battles?
You know, in Douluo Continent, becoming a god yourself without inheriting an existing throne is incredibly difficult!
It's said that it takes over three hundred years of accumulated faith to even achieve godhood!
And that's just a possibility!
Furthermore, even if you do become a god, you'll most likely be a mere priest.
A priest is a god of level 100-110. Levels
111-120 are third-level gods,
121-130 are second-level gods, and
131-140 are first-level gods.
This is a huge difference compared to Tang San, who inherited the Shura God King and reached level 150 directly!
And Tang San isn't just the Shura God King; the Sea God has also advanced from a first-level god to a God King!
This means he holds two God King titles!
Even if Tang San dies, the Shura God can easily support another, such as Tang San's even more powerful great-grandfather, Tang Chen.
The situation on Douluo Continent reminded Wang Chen of Honor of Kings on Earth. In the early game, players move with gusto, slaughtering wherever they go. Random killing is pointless, and even if the enemy's crystal doesn't explode, it's all for naught. The honor of being the best losing team MVP is simply infuriating.
So, for ordinary people in Douluo, even if they possess incredible talent, they'll ultimately end up as the losing team MVP.
As for inheriting the thrones of other God Kings? That's ridiculous. This place is controlled by the Asura God. Are the other God Kings going to fight the Asura God for you?
The Asura God is a deity who can even split the Dragon God in two! When the Dragon God went mad, the entire God Realm was terrified, and even if they united, they were no match for him.
Therefore, the other God Kings would probably have to unite to challenge the Asura God.
"Do you want to continue fighting?" Wang Chen inquired. "Surrender is half the battle. If you admit defeat now, there's still time."
"Of course we have to fight. Surrender isn't in my vocabulary!" Tang San said, "I'm guessing you can't unleash this line of fire a third time, right?"
Wang Chen: "??? Why do you think so?"
With that, Tang San rushed forward.
He wanted to take advantage of close combat and the entanglement of the Blue Silver Grass, as long as he could protect Wang Chen from the telekinetic attacks he'd acquired in the dormitory.
Ten meters... nine meters... eight meters... seven meters...
the distance was covered in the blink of an eye!
The entanglement of the Blue Silver Grass also reached it instantly!
"Wang Chen, die! Blue Silver Entanglement!!!"
"BOOM!"
In an instant, flames shot up into the sky, and a flaming tornado suddenly formed in front of Wang Chen!
The wildly growing and entwined Blue Silver Grass was completely engulfed, burning into ash and filling the air with smoke and dust.
Tang San was also caught in the fire, his clothes and hair completely incinerated.
Fortunately, his Xuantian Gong spirit power protected him, otherwise he would have been cremated.
Wang Chen immediately ceased his attacks. They had been casual attacks, hardly even skills. At a certain level of strength, these low-level attacks became readily available.
When the flame tornado subsided, Tang San transformed into an Indian, his body shrouded in black.
The entire audience was stunned!
Their mouths dropped open in shock, their voices forgotten.
How could this Wang Chen be so powerful?
They also laughed at Tang San's miserable appearance.
"Why? You still have spirit skills?"
Tang San asked in disbelief.
"Huh? I didn't say I'd used them all?" Wang Chen was baffled.
Tang San's expression was blank, as if he'd been stunned, yet deep down, he was filled with resentment. "How... are you so powerful?"
Wang Chen's expression remained calm, as he replied, "No, I only used one ten-thousandth of my strength."
Tang San was speechless: Damn, even more pretentious than me!
But deep down, he knew that Wang Chen was indeed more powerful than him.
"Is this lousy Blue Silver Grass really a useless spirit? It's not even as good as a blank book!"
(Three chapters here. It's not too much to ask for a few days of follow-up reading, right?)
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