Hearing the absurd remarks from this pair of master and disciple standing on the moral high ground, Lin Nuo was almost laughed to anger.
“Grandmaster Yu, Tang San.”
“Can you two stop trying to make yourselves look so noble?”
“In a place like the Soul Hunting Forest, saving you was a favor, not saving you was my duty.”
“What’s more—”
Lin Nuo deliberately drew out his tone, glancing with playful eyes at the ashen-faced Yu Xiaogang.
“As the theoretically invincible Grandmaster Yu, could it be that you couldn’t even beat a mere few-hundred-year-old Spirit Beast, and needed to beg for help from a child like me who just had his Spirit Awakening?”
As soon as these words were spoken, the surrounding crowd of onlookers instantly erupted.
Especially those noble students who had long found Yu Xiaogang an eyesore; hearing Lin Nuo’s words, they nodded in agreement.
“That’s right, Brother Lin is spot on!”
“Who doesn’t know that Yu Xiaogang is just a freeloader in our academy?”
“Pfft, hahaha, and he calls himself a Grandmaster?
His spirit power is only a laughable level 29, okay!”
Another senior noble student pointed at Yu Xiaogang, laughing until he was doubled over.
“The funniest part is, this loser always loves to put on that deadpan expression of an otherworldly expert.”
“Look, look at him now, he’s habitually trying to put his hands behind his back, but unfortunately, his left sleeve is flapping in the wind!”
“And he’s still holding his nose at forty-five degrees, it’s hilarious!”
Listening to the unbearable mockery from all around and seeing the disdainful looks from the crowd, Yu Xiaogang felt his temples throbbing, his blood pressure soaring, and a mouthful of old blood nearly sprayed out.
“Little San!
Don’t waste words with him!”
Yu Xiaogang’s eyes were bloodshot, panting like an ox, he roared hysterically.
“Attack him for me!”
“You must teach this arrogant fool who doesn’t know the height of the sky and the depth of the earth a lesson for your master!”
Hearing his mentor being insulted, Tang San’s heart was also burning with rage.
“Lin Nuo, once I beat you to the ground, I will definitely press your head down to apologize to my mentor!”
Tang San lifted his chin, his tone extremely arrogant.
In his view, he was a Transmigrator carrying the secret arts of the Tang Sect, and he possessed a noble century-old first spirit ring.
And Lin Nuo?
Relying on those low-level ants from the Spirit Hall to help hunt Spirit Beasts, at best, he was just like the rest of these mud-legged commoners, with a pure filler ten-year white ring.
This round, the advantage was his!
“Tang San, Spirit: Blue Silver Grass, level 11 control system Spirit Master!”
Accompanying a low shout, deep purple light surged from Tang San’s palm, and a Blue Silver Grass Spirit with a somewhat blackish hue was summoned.
Immediately after, a pale yellow Century-old Spirit Ring rose slowly from beneath his feet, pulsating up and down.
As this light appeared, it immediately caused many onlookers to gasp.
“His Spirit is actually the trash Spirit Blue Silver Grass?”
“He’s only in the first grade, yet he’s already obtained a spirit ring and become a Spirit Master!”
“A yellow spirit ring?
That’s a Century-old Spirit Ring!”
“Terrifying, could that flat-top kid really have something going for him?”
Listening to the gasps around him, the curve of Tang San’s mouth grew wider.
On the opposite side, Lin Nuo looked at the strangely shaped Blue Silver Grass in Tang San’s hand, a strange look flashing in his eyes.
Come to think of it, if the Bloodline of the Blue Silver Emperor couldn’t be awakened in the future, following this bizarre, nonsensical route planned by Yu Xiaogang, who knows at which spirit ring the Spirit would completely become trash?
Should he find some time to dig up that hundred-thousand-year-old Blue Silver Emperor Right Leg Bone buried behind the waterfall in Saint Spirit Village?
Although a plant-type Spirit Bone didn’t quite match his attributes, it was still a hundred-thousand-year-old treasure!
Rather than leaving it to Tang San, wouldn’t it be a waste to not dig it up?
Originally, facing the provocation of the little brat, Lin Nuo couldn’t be bothered to respond.
After all, once a fight started, whether he won or lost, there would be endless trouble.
But clearly, Tang San, who was a Tang Sect Disciple in his past life, didn’t care about the rules of sparring in the Douluo Continent.
He only finished half his introduction, and before Lin Nuo could even state his Spirit, he directly chose to launch a sneak attack without regard for martial virtue!
The moment his Spirit was summoned, a cold light flashed in Tang San’s eyes, and his first Spirit Ability was instantly activated.
“Blue Silver Entanglement!”
Several vines of Blue Silver Grass, appearing in a sickly purple-black color, instantly burst from the ground, crazily winding and strangling toward Lin Nuo like poisonous snakes.
Never mind how powerful these limp vines actually were.
The pungent stench emanating from the vines, as if a septic tank had exploded, immediately caused the faces of the surrounding onlookers to change drastically, and they scrambled to cover their noses and retreat tactically.
A cold light flashed in Lin Nuo’s eyes.
Starting with a sneak attack without even a greeting during a spar?
This little brat was indeed extremely evil!
“First Spirit Ability, Death Demon Scythe!”
Lin Nuo didn’t even bother to dodge; he grasped the void with his right hand.
With a hum, violent purple-black spirit power instantly condensed, forming that heavy magic scythe exuding an ominous aura, which he held steadily in his hand.
He didn’t even activate the slashing effect of the Spirit Ability, just casually held the scythe horizontally in front of him.
Those intimidating-looking Blue Silver Grass vines, the moment they touched the purple-black poison dripping from the surface of the scythe, instantly withered and dissolved at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The few remaining vines that didn’t touch the poison were also stirred into fragments by a slight flick of Lin Nuo’s wrist.
“This…
how is this possible?!”
Identical shock exploded in the hearts of this abstract pair of master and disciple.
Tang San’s eyes widened, completely unable to accept that his “invincible among peers” Blue Silver Entanglement was actually as fragile as paper!
And Yu Xiaogang, standing in the distance, gasped in shock.
He had studied Bibi Dong’s Death Spider Emperor Spirit at close range, but even Bibi Dong’s first Spirit Ability did not have such overbearing and bizarre destructive power!
Not to mention that a weapon-type Spirit Ability was already the best of the best.
Apart from being terrifying, Grandmaster Yu could not think of any other words to describe the opponent.
For a moment, Gangzi’s gaze toward Lin Nuo changed completely.
“Little San, you must win!
As long as you beat him into submission today, this kid will be in the pocket of me, Yu Xiaogang!”
In Grandmaster Yu’s bizarre train of thought, aside from not having Bibi Dong’s twin spirits, Lin Nuo was simply an all-around enhanced version of a peerless gem.
Even if the Spirit Hall branch just casually took him to hunt a Spirit, he could produce such a Heaven-Defying top-tier Spirit Ability; if he fell into the hands of this “Grandmaster of Continent Theory,” after careful sculpting, wouldn’t he take off on the spot?
“Tang San, is this the invincible Spirit Ability your teacher painstakingly selected for you?”
Lin Nuo held the scythe in one hand, stylishly flicked the dark purple blade, his sarcasm undisguised.
“Is that it?
How pathetic.”
Before the words faded, Lin Nuo leaned forward slightly, and carrying the Death Demon Scythe, he shot toward Tang San’s face like an arrow released from a bow!