Ning Rongrong gripped the hem of her skirt tightly with her small hands, her knuckles turning white.
Her usually bright and playful eyes were now filled with shock.
Blue Silver King...
Just how skilled is this man?
It's unbelievable that a universally acknowledged useless martial spirit could be developed to such an incredible degree!
This is no longer a simple application of soul skills; it is a profound understanding of martial soul, life, and rules!
If only... if only I could become his disciple...
A bold idea popped into Ning Rongrong's mind uncontrollably.
If I could learn even a fraction of his theory, I, Ning Rongrong, would surely become one of the strongest on the continent in the future!
She stared intently at Tang Qing on the throne, her slender legs unconsciously reaching out to drape over him.
As for the other guests, they were already speechless with shock at the sight that had shattered their worldview.
As for Yu Yuanzhen, the attacker, the storm raging within him was more intense than anyone else's!
"No..."
He looked at the dragon claws that were firmly blocked from him, and felt the endless, seemingly inexhaustible life energy emanating from the vine wall, and let out an incredulous roar.
"Mere Blue Silver Grass! A useless martial spirit!"
"How could there possibly be an endless stream of life force!"
"How could it possibly have such high toughness!"
"I don't believe it!!!"
Yu Yuanzhen went completely insane.
He retracted his dragon claws, unleashing his full soul power without reservation!
"Seventh Soul Skill: Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Rex True Form!"
roar--!
An even more ferocious dragon roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth.
Yu Yuanzhen's figure disappeared, and in his place appeared a huge blue-gold dragon with a body length of over thirty meters!
The terrifying dragon's might made everyone present, except for the titled Douluo, feel breathless and their legs went weak.
"Third Soul Skill, Thunder God's Wrath!"
"Fourth Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon's Punishment!"
"Eighth Soul Skill, Dragon God's World-Destroying Thunder!"
Having transformed into his true form, Yu Yuanzhen unleashed several of his most powerful single-target attack soul skills in succession.
Thick bolts of purple divine lightning, as thick as water buckets, descended from the sky!
A pillar of lightning, imbued with the aura of judgment, erupted from his mouth!
Even his most powerful eighth soul skill, a black-purple lightning ball carrying an aura of destruction, slammed into the seemingly fragile wall of blue silver vines!
Boom! Boom!
Rumble—!
The entire Blue Silver Kingdom trembled violently from this ferocious attack.
The destructive energy of lightning completely engulfed the vine wall.
However...
When the lightning subsided.
Everyone gasped in shock.
That vine wall still stands there.
Although the surface was bombarded and pitted, and charred black.
But beneath that surging breath of life, countless new blue buds are sprouting from the charred vines, rapidly repairing all the wounds at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Completely unharmed!
Even Yu Yuanzhen's strongest soul skills couldn't completely destroy this wall!
"No...impossible!"
On the enormous dragon's head, the dragon's eyes, larger than lanterns, were filled with terror and confusion.
"That's absolutely impossible!!!"
The entire Blue Silver Domain was deathly silent.
In the corner, Tang Hao, who had been frowning, suddenly shuddered.
He was as if struck by an invisible lightning bolt, instantly waking up.
"This is..."
He muttered to himself absentmindedly, his eyes filled with disbelief and horror.
"Ultimate vitality!"
That's right!
It's the ultimate vitality!
At this moment, he finally understood the essence of Tang Qing's power!
This is completely different from the path his son Tang San took!
Tang San's Blue Silver Grass inherits the ability to control.
Use tough vines to bind, use poisonous thorns to paralyze, and use parasitic seeds to weaken.
That's skill, application, and a masterful use of the "softness" and "toughness" of the Blue Silver Grass.
But compared to this ever-renewing vine wall before us…
A word involuntarily surfaced in Tang Hao's mind.
Children's tricks.
Yes.
Tang San's control abilities, which he was so proud of, were nothing more than child's play in front of this Blue Silver King.
Tang Hao's breathing became rapid.
He figured it out.
As long as it possesses extreme vitality, the Blue Silver Grass can be immortal and indestructible, endlessly regenerating.
When vitality is so abundant that even the most fragile blades of grass possess strength comparable to divine iron, then the so-called resilience and sturdiness naturally reach their peak.
When your vines can regenerate infinitely and instantly repair all damage, what skill is needed for so-called control?
That's the most unreasonable prison ever!
The absolute control that Tang San longed for was merely a result of Tang Qing's extreme vitality.
—A side item.
Tang Hao's gaze was fixed on Tang Qing on the throne.
He desperately wanted to rush up, grab the young man by the collar, and shout at him.
How did you do that?
How did you manage to give Blue Silver Grass such incredible vitality?
This feeling...
He had only ever felt this vast, ocean-like, and spring-like vitality in one person.
Ah Yin.
Tang Hao's heart skipped a beat.
Even Ah Yin, who is a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor, does not possess such terrifying vitality!
if...
If this power could be used by me...
Tang Hao's heart instantly burned with excitement.
If he could possess this power, his old injuries could be healed instantly!
If he could possess this power, his Clear Sky Hammer would unleash an even more domineering and unparalleled strike!
His strength can probably be improved by at least two more levels!
As for... whether this life force can be used to revive Ah Yin.
Tang Hao momentarily overlooked it.
...
Just then, the enormous blue-gold dragon in the arena finally moved.
The enormous dragon body slowly shrank, transforming back into the appearance of Yu Yuanzhen.
At this moment, however, his face was as pale as paper, a trace of blood hung from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes no longer held the arrogance of before, only endless confusion and fear remained.
He gazed toward the throne, his lips trembling, his voice quivering.
"This...this is impossible..."
"Blue Silver King... how... how did you do that?"
This is the question that everyone present wants to ask.
On the throne.
Tang Qing seemed to have heard his question and slowly raised her eyelids.
The seemingly indestructible blue vine wall that had blocked all of Thunder Douluo's soul skills vanished in an instant before everyone's eyes.
It broke down into billions of blue light points, which, like fireflies, drifted lightly away and eventually merged into every inch of this space.
Tang Qing's figure reappeared before everyone without any concealment.
That domineering yet handsome face, sculpted like it was carved by a knife and axe, still carried a hint of lazy smile.
He seemed to have completely disregarded the earth-shattering attack that had just occurred.
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