Chapter 38: The False Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master

"Yangzi, Jinxi, go all out! Overwhelm them!" Jing Shaoyu ordered decisively.

"Got it!" Zhang Yangzi and Wang Jinxi had come to trust Jing Shaoyu over time. At his command, they immediately launched their attacks, exuding a dark aura that bolstered their strength. Wang Jinxi advanced on Tang Wulin while Zhang Yangzi took on Xie Xie, each moving at full speed as they targeted their now-distracted opponents.

As the pressure mounted, especially from Wang Jinxi's Bone Dragon King spirit, Tang Wulin's eyes suddenly flashed with a piercing golden hue. His pupils turned into golden slits, radiating a fierce, almost regal energy.

"Roar—!" Tang Wulin let out a powerful dragon's roar, slamming his left foot down. The metallic plate beneath him shattered with a deafening crack, leaving a deep crater as he lunged at Wang Jinxi like a cannonball.

Wang Jinxi froze momentarily. In that instant, Tang Wulin transformed into an imposing beast, exuding a force that made Wang Jinxi's own spirit, the Bone Dragon King, tremble with an inexplicable fear. His aura weakened slightly as his blood seemed to quiver under the pressure.

When Wang Jinxi snapped out of his daze, Tang Wulin was upon him, claw raised. Only then did he notice that Tang Wulin's right arm had transformed—scaled in golden armor and ending in sharp claws, his entire arm had enlarged and taken on a draconic appearance. This transformation mirrored Wang Jinxi's own changes when he activated his first spirit skill.

Sensing the threat radiating from Tang Wulin's golden dragon claw, Wang Jinxi's two spirit rings glowed in unison as he unleashed his skills.

"Get back!" Wang Jinxi roared, meeting Tang Wulin's dragon claw with his Bone Dragon Claw. He took pride in his spirit, a top-tier dark-attribute dragon that granted both strength and resilience. Though he respected Jing Shaoyu, he'd always believed he would one day catch up. Yet now, facing a mere first-ring spirit master, his spirit was being suppressed, and his pride felt crushed.

A thunderous clash echoed as the golden dragon claw collided with the darkly shrouded Bone Dragon Claw, sending ripples through the air and distorting space itself.

Tang Wulin staggered slightly but quickly stabilized. Wang Jinxi, however, was forced back dozens of steps, barely able to keep his footing. A faint gold sheen lingered on his Bone Dragon Claw—remnants of Tang Wulin's dragon claw's crushing effect. Fortunately, Wang Jinxi's second spirit skill, Bone Spirit Shift, allowed him to phase partially, mitigating the damage.

"Jinxi!" Zhang Yangzi was visibly shaken. As Wang Jinxi's close friend, he knew well the strength of the Bone Dragon King spirit and had never imagined Wang Jinxi would be overpowered by a mere first-ring spirit master.

"Hmph! Instead of worrying about others, you should be watching yourself!"

Xie Xie's voice came from behind Tang Wulin as he appeared before Zhang Yangzi in a flash. With a smug smirk, he flicked his wrist, and a crystalline yellow blade shot out from his Light Dragon Dagger.

"Light Dragon Blade!"

Empowered by Tang Wulin's dragon aura, the Light Dragon Blade gleamed with added potency, curving like a crescent moon as it slashed toward Zhang Yangzi's torso.

Zhang Yangzi's eyes widened, and he quickly extended his dark-clawed hands to intercept the blade, shielding his chest. The blade screeched against his claws as he was forced backward, his black wings flapping to stabilize him.

To everyone's surprise, Class 5's students had gained the upper hand in the initial clash. The audience fell silent, stunned by how the boy with the ten-year spirit ring had overpowered a seasoned spirit master. Tang Wulin and Xie Xie, buoyed by their first success, sensed victory within reach. If they could just take down these two, then with Gu Yue's help, they might even defeat Jing Shaoyu, the formidable two-ring spirit master.

But just as they prepared to press forward, the metallic plates beneath them suddenly quivered violently. The unexpected tremor nearly threw Tang Wulin and Xie Xie off balance. They quickly attempted to jump to stable ground, but it was already too late.

Out of nowhere, thick, powerful vines burst through the arena floor, uprooting the metal panels and lashing out toward the unsteady Tang Wulin and Xie Xie like a swarm of whips.

This scene left not only Tang Wulin and Xie Xie but also the audience utterly bewildered.

Long Hengxu, the director, wore a sour expression. This arena was built to withstand battles between spirit experts, yet now a first-ring spirit master had caused the floor to collapse. And on top of that, it was being overrun by blue silver grass!

In his frustration, he muttered to himself, This could make people think I cut corners on this arena.

Back in the arena, the erupting vines were clearly Jing Shaoyu's doing. Though there was a meter-wide gap between the ground and the metal floor, the stadium was built over genuine blue silver grass fields, and that gap posed no obstacle to him.

Originally, Jing Shaoyu had planned to wait for Tang Wulin to use his Blue Silver Grass spirit. But with Tang Wulin leading with his Golden Dragon King's power instead, he had no choice but to act earlier than planned.

Dozens of blue silver grass vines, under Jing Shaoyu's control, struck at Tang Wulin and Xie Xie from all sides.

"Is this… Blue Silver Grass?" Xie Xie blinked in confusion, glancing at Tang Wulin, who looked equally bewildered. Quickly realizing the imminent danger, Xie Xie refocused on the approaching vines.

Being an agile spirit master, Xie Xie regained his balance faster than Tang Wulin. He summoned his Shadow Dragon Dagger to complement the Light Dragon Dagger in his hand, creating a tornado of flashing blades around him.

"Light Dragon Storm! Shadow Dragon Storm!"

The combination of both daggers created the Double Dragon Storm. A flurry of blade light surrounded Xie Xie, shredding the approaching vines into bits, filling the air with a fresh scent of cut grass.

It seemed Jing Shaoyu's assault had been thwarted. However, a massive wave of water suddenly surged forward, crashing over Wang Jinxi and Zhang Yangzi as it bore down on Tang Wulin and Xie Xie with unstoppable force. The Double Dragon Storm dissipated, and both boys were sent stumbling back several meters.

In the aftermath of the wave, the remaining blue silver grass vines grew even more wildly, thicker and stronger than before, fully regenerated in mere seconds.

"W-What…?" Xie Xie gaped, stunned by the towering wall of blue silver grass that now blocked their path. The air buzzed as the vines lashed out, their strikes powerful enough to shatter stone.

"Move!" Tang Wulin pushed Xie Xie aside, meeting the vines with his dragon claw, blocking the first assault. But the vines were incredibly resilient, twisting to strike him from behind. His shirt tore, revealing his reddened back where the vines had lashed him.

"Wulin!" Xie Xie yelled, guilt and anger filling his voice as he turned back to Gu Yue, shouting, "Gu Yue, what are you doing—"

But before he could finish, a massive blue tornado materialized in the center of the arena. Towering over 50 meters, the icy vortex was packed with shards of ice, each

as sharp as a blade, slicing through the air with an eerie whistle.

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