In Douluo Continent, there is a proper way to die.

Chapter 120 How about we make a bet?

Unlike normal mental abilities, charm-type soul skills can backfire if the enemy's mental strength is too strong. This is why Yin Lan instructed Hu Liena back then, because regardless of whether the charm soul skill actually takes effect, it may lead to a storyline.

Not to mention that Xiao Wu's current allure is so strong that even Zhao Wuji, a reckless man who is not good at mental power, cannot control her. Even before Xiao Wu started her cultivation again, with her 100,000 years of cultivation, she still couldn't control Yin Lan.

Yinlan's mental strength is now strong enough to withstand a 480,000-year-old ferocious beast soul ring. Tianmeng also lives in her spiritual sea. It is impossible for a soul master with stronger mental strength to appear in the era of Dou Yi.

Whether it was Yin Luo, Zhu Zhuqing, Bai Chenxiang, or even Dai Mubai who was still lying on the ground watching, they could all see that Xiao Wu's injury did not come from Yin Lan's initiative, but from the backlash of her own soul skill. Tang San was really being unreasonable.

But as soon as Xiao Wu was injured, Tang San seemed to suddenly lose his rationality. He glared fiercely at Yin Lan and his group, then carried Xiao Wu to Dai Mubai's side. The only acquaintance he knew in Soto City was Dai Mubai.

"Brother Dai, please keep a close eye on Xiao Wu for me," Tang San said firmly. "I'll go and get justice for you!"

Actually, he hadn't initially included Dai Mubai in his list, but now that he needed her help, he had to change "she (Xiao Wu)" to "you all" to make it sound nicer.

"Wait..." Upon hearing this, Dai Mubai's eyelids twitched involuntarily. He had already guessed that the brother and sister had come to enroll in Shrek Academy, so he wanted to stop Tang San's overconfident behavior. That super-strong woman was simply not someone Tang San could fight against. Contrary to Tang San's imagination that "the other party just happened to be able to restrain Dai Mubai," the super-strong woman hadn't even activated her martial soul when she beat him up!

But Tang San wouldn't listen to anyone. His mind was made up. He walked back to the spot where Xiao Wu had challenged Yin Lan, stood there steadily, and said indifferently, "Tang San, Martial Soul: Blue Silver Grass, Level 29 Control-type Weapon Soul Master, please enlighten me!"

He stretched out his right hand and summoned clusters of deep blue grass leaves. These grass leaves were not flat like normal Blue Silver Grass, but cylindrical like the bodies of snakes. The leaves were covered with black snake-like patterns, and at a glance, you could see fine thorns growing on the edges of the grass leaves. Two bright yellow soul rings rose from his feet, one on the left and one on the right behind him.

Just like when Dai Mubai challenged Yinlan before, announcing one's martial soul and level signifies a formal challenge, which has always been an unwritten rule on the Douluo Continent.

However, Yinlan didn't respond to his challenge at all. She chuckled and turned around to chat with Yinluo behind her: "You've learned something new, haven't you, Mom? The one who puts poison attribute soul rings on Blue Silver Grass is here."

"So living a long time really means you can see all sorts of things..." Yinluo's little face was also full of astonishment. Wasn't Yu Xiaogang supposed to be the "number one theoretical master in the Soul Master world"? How could he have encouraged Tang San to get a poison attribute Soul Ring?

The last person to do this, Dugu Bo, almost died out; his whole family was wiped out. Could that fame-seeking guy really be treating Blue Silver Grass as a weapon spirit?!

Even if, due to the lack of theoretical knowledge in that era, the classification of martial souls was simply divided into "weapon martial souls" and "beast martial souls," the soul skills that Yin Luo displayed when she was still "A Yin" were of the "life" type. Tang Hao couldn't possibly not know that, so how could he have allowed Tang San to absorb a "poison" attribute soul ring that was completely contrary to the "life" attribute?!

That's because Tang Hao really didn't care about Tang San. As the saying goes, Tang Hao only had two kinds of martial souls in his eyes: the Clear Sky Hammer and other martial souls. He didn't care at all what kind of martial soul Tang San's main martial soul could be trained into. As long as it could be trained to level 50 and the Clear Sky Hammer martial soul could reach the standard of being able to absorb a ten-thousand-year soul ring, it would be enough to pave the way for the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Uh...Mom?" Unlike Bai Chenxiang, who already knew that Yinlan and Yinluo were mother and daughter, Zhu Zhuqing was learning about this for the first time. Her eyelids twitched involuntarily. She had always seen Yinluo closely following Yinlan, and given their similar faces, she had assumed that Yinluo was the younger sister who liked to stick to her older sister.

Ignored like this, Tang San remained silent, but the coldness in his eyes intensified. Having lived two lives and inherited the secrets of the Tang Sect, he always had an unconscious arrogance. Now, being looked down upon by a twelve-year-old Douluo native girl, a flame of anger rose in his heart.

He raised his hand, and the first spirit ring behind him flashed. Suddenly, dozens of vines, as thick as an adult's arm and entirely blue-black, appeared around him, surging towards Yinlan from all directions like vicious venomous snakes.

Tang San narrowed his eyes. Daring to underestimate him would come at a price. His first spirit ring came from the "Poison Sword Demon" Mandragora Serpent, which was 422 years old, almost reaching the limit of 423 years in his teacher's theory. Theoretically, there shouldn't be any spirit master in the world with a higher age for his first spirit ring. His second spirit ring came from a ghost vine that was over 600 years old. With the enhancement of these two spirit rings, his Blue Silver Grass had become even more resilient. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was comparable to a real python. Even a Spirit Master couldn't underestimate it. Even Dai Mubai had suffered a loss against his Blue Silver Grass spirit.

The "venomous snakes" surged forth, a dark mass rushing towards the girl with long, bluish-green hair, like a scene from hell. The people nearby were terrified and retreated far away again. This gave Tang San a sense of satisfaction; this was the reaction he should have seen.

A faint purple light appeared in his pupils. He activated the Purple Demon Eye, his eyes fixed on the vines at the front, ready to react to their reaction immediately.

However, it wasn't until the foremost vine reached the girl's legs that she slowly turned her head, giving Tang San only a side profile, her red lips parted slightly, and she uttered only one word.

"roll."

Like a drop of water falling into hot oil, it exploded with a bang. As if encountering a natural enemy, Tang San could strangely sense an emotion like "fear" emanating from the Blue Silver Grass he controlled... No, rather than "fear," it was more like his Blue Silver Grass wanted to "kneel" to the other party!

This was something he had never seen before. How could the Blue Silver Grass, which he had simply activated with his soul power, possibly possess its own emotions?!

No matter how he tried to control it with his soul power, his Blue Silver Grass was as if it had been given anesthesia and would not obey his commands.

Does her ability also counter me?

Tang San glared resentfully at the Blue Silver Grass in his right hand, which had suddenly become limp. Back at Notting Academy, he and Xiao Wu had always been among the top in their generation in terms of cultivation. By graduation, most of his classmates were only level 11 Soul Masters, no match for him at all. This made him take Yu Xiaogang's saying, "There are no useless Martial Souls, only useless Soul Masters," as his guiding principle. Even if he, Tang San, possessed the most useless Martial Soul, he would still be the most outstanding among his peers!

But at this moment, for the first time, he clearly felt the weakness of the Blue Silver Grass. Just because of one sentence, one word from the other party, his martial soul lost control.

He glanced at Xiao Wu, who was still unconscious beside Dai Mubai, and finally made up his mind. He placed his hands slightly closer to his belt and said something that made Yin Lan feel uneasy.

"How about we make a bet?"

(End of this chapter)