Despite everything, Blue Silver Grass' growth rate was still astonishing.
Just when everyone expected Xiaotian to be trapped and restrained by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, Xiaotian's aura shifted, unleashing endless sword intent so sharp it stung the onlookers' faces like thorny vines scratching their skin.
Many weaker students showed faint bloody marks where their exposed skin was grazed.
Xiao Chenyu stared in shock at the neat holes on his clothes, finally realizing Xiaotian was indeed the strongest in Dormitory 7.
Just as Tang San's Blue Silver Grass neared Xiaotian, boom!
The grasses were shredded like paper, not a hair on Xiaotian harmed, torn apart by ruthless sword intent.
Tang San was stunned. Not buddy! Had the script gone off track?
Wasn't Xiaotian supposed to be bound by the Blue Silver Grass, paralyzed, begging to be detoxified before everyone? That way, Tang San would have avenged his prior loss, made Xiaotian lose face, and won Xiao Wu's admiration.
Strong people are naturally drawn to each other, and Xiao Wu, also born with full soul power and cute, was Tang San's banner.
Though Tang San didn't understand his feelings, he longed to win Xiao Wu's attention.
But what about now? His Blue Silver Grass lay in fragments.
Hadn't the master said control types were natural counters to attack types?
Especially for strong attack weapon spirits—restraining the spirit early meant victory was nearly assured with no room to resist.
Tang San's main goal had been to control Xiaotian's sword!
None of this made sense now.
Just then, Yu Xiaogang arrived and witnessed the incredible scene. His prized disciple—after acquiring his first spirit ring—failed to beat Xiaotian!
The familiar aura felt like Jian Dao Chen Xin's sword intent, though much weaker.
How could a six-year-old child wield such power?
Xiaotian noticed the shocked faces and grinned.
A leaf of Blue Silver Grass drifted onto him—he patted it mockingly and said with a smile, "No way, no way? Tang San, is that your first spirit skill?"
"The first spirit skill of a plant martial spirit is entanglement? That's just instinct, not a skill! You got such a lousy skill and dared to challenge me?"
Boom!
Xiaotian's words triggered reactions from Xiao Wu and the crowd.
As a plant spirit, Blue Silver Grass naturally entangles. A spirit ring only slightly increases control, but the drawbacks outweigh gains.
Tang San frowned, retorting, "Who said that? My first soul ring gave my Blue Silver Grass paralysis toxin and better toughness!"
Xiaotian pointed to broken grass fragments and gave an innocent look.
"Is this what you call toughness? Sorry, I don't see it."
Tang San was furious. Though soul power reached the twenties—or thirties in this life—he couldn't tolerate Xiaotian's ridicule.
Swearing darkly, he admitted his defenses were broken.
Since his soul skill was useless, he relied on…
Ghostly Trace! Mysterious Jade Hand! Purple Demonic Eyes!
Tang San approached Xiaotian serpentine and fast, leaving afterimages visible.
He was serious: Xiaotian had embarrassed him, and now he'd teach him a lesson!
Seeing Tang San's purple-eyed blaze, Xiaotian knew Tang San had lost composure. Tang San would only use full strength if Xiao Wu was hurt.
"I'm scared—no way!" thought Xiaotian.
"Drunken Immortal Moon-Gazing Step!" "Swordsmanship!"
Using his lightness skill, Xiaotian kept a safe distance, matching Tang San's movement.
Simultaneously, Jian Shiwu handled part of the offense. Over a dozen sword shadows surged, attacking Tang San.
Prepared, Tang San sneered, "Xiaotian, do you think I'd fall twice in the same place?"
He instantly summoned several layers of Blue Silver Grass shields, knowing one layer wouldn't hold.
Yet he miscalculated—the sword shadows swept through like ghosts, leaving no grass untouched.
Blue Silver Grass was crushed utterly!
Only briefly blocked, Tang San quickly changed direction and summoned Blue Silver Grass behind Xiaotian, aiming to control him.
He doubted Xiaotian could notice amid the chaos.
Unfortunately, this hope was shattered.
Xiaotian calmly said three words:
"If Heaven had not given birth to me, Xiao Tianlang, the sword path would have been as dark as eternity!"
"Here comes the sword!"
Boom!
Sword intent exploded from Xiaotian's body—more violent than before!
Sword Fifteen trembled, nourished by the raging sword energy.
Fearful, Xiao Chenyu and others scattered, hiding behind trees to watch cautiously.
Xiaotian stood firm—the Blue Silver Grass couldn't approach. Sharp sword intent cloaked him like armor.
Waving his sword, he slashed relentlessly at Tang San.
Faced with terrifying sword energy, Tang San was forced to keep his distance. Blood streamed from countless wounds.
Immortal Wind and Cloud Body Technique!
Xiaotian conjured multiple phantoms that scattered across the field. Enhanced by lightness skills, thousands of illusory Xiao Tians appeared—no one could identify the real one.
Tang San activated Purple Demon Pupil, scanning the phantoms, determined to find the true Xiaotian.
He sneered; his pupil was crafted to counter illusions.
But before he could react, a cold blade pressed against his neck.
P.S. The chapter ramps up tension as Xiaotian's sword mastery overwhelms Tang San's control spirit. The brutal display of sword intent and phantom clones leaves enemies fearful and awestruck. The clash hints at Xiaotian's ascendance and Tang San's need to adapt or fall.
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