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The fragments of the silverwort that were previously shredded have not completely disappeared.
Driven by Tang San's soul power, these fragments, like seeds, instantly took root and sprouted under Su Xin's feet.
They transformed once more into countless vines, wrapping around his legs!
At the same time, Tang San retreated rapidly, his hands sweeping across the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moon at his waist.
Several cold lights silently shot towards Su Xin's vital points!
However, faced with this unexpected attack, Su Xin merely curled his lip in disdain.
"Little tricks."
The blade fragments beneath his feet only trembled slightly.
The newly grown orchid vines were once again shredded into powder.
As for the poisoned hidden weapons, they didn't even get close to his body before being accurately struck down by several flying blades, clattering and falling to the ground.
Tang San's pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints.
His hidden weapon skills, combined with his Purple Demon Eyes, made him virtually invincible.
Even opponents with far greater soul power than him often fall victim to his attacks.
But in front of this man, she couldn't even touch his clothes!
"Is that all you've got?" Su Xin shook his head, seemingly somewhat disappointed. "Too weak."
He took a step forward.
With just one step, Tang San felt an overwhelming pressure bearing down on him.
It felt as if the entire sky had collapsed, suffocating him.
His ghostly, elusive footwork instantly became sluggish and chaotic.
"Your martial soul is the Orchid Silver Grass, right?"
Su Xin's voice, like the whisper of a devil, rang in Tang San's ears, "A kind of waste grass that can be seen everywhere."
"Although I don't know what method you used to make it more resilient than ordinary silver grass."
"But... trash is trash after all."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Xin pointed his fingers like a knife and made a light slash in Tang San's direction.
An invisible, sharp aura swept past in an instant.
Tang San felt as if his body had been cut in half by an irresistible force!
Of course, this is just an illusion.
But the silver grass that was wrapped around him broke off and withered in an instant, losing all its vitality!
No, this is not a simple suppression of martial spirit!
This is a higher level of crushing power, stemming from the very essence of the martial spirit!
The Demon Blade, with its thousand blades, is all offense and no defense; it is unparalleled in the world!
Its sharpness is the nemesis of everything in the world!
Any defense, any restraint, is as fragile as a piece of paper in its presence!
The connection between the martial spirit and the spirit was forcibly severed.
Tang San was severely injured, spitting out a mouthful of blood, his face instantly turning as pale as Dai Mubai's.
He staggered back a few steps, then knelt on one knee, using his hands to brace himself so he wouldn't fall.
He looked up, staring at Su Xin in disbelief.
This man actually destroyed his Orchid Silver Grass Martial Soul with just one move!
The expressions on the faces of Flander and Zhao Wuji, who were watching the battle, also changed completely.
Although they were shocked by Su Xin's strength, it was mainly because of his Soul Emperor level at the age of eighteen.
But now, Su Xin's displayed fighting skills have truly instilled fear in them.
That eerie blade-wielding martial spirit, that unpredictable movement technique, that perfect control over the rhythm of battle…
"Old... Old Zhao..."
Flander's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.
"This Su Xin... is he really the Soul Emperor?"
"I have this feeling that even if I were to face him, I... I wouldn't last more than ten moves?"
Zhao Wuji's expression also became extremely solemn. He stared intently at Su Xin and said in a deep voice:
"Ten moves? You're overestimating yourself. If it were me, I'd be defeated within three moves!"
"This guy... he's not human at all! He's a monster in human skin!"
The playground was deathly silent.
Everyone was so stunned by what they saw that they were speechless.
Eight genius students, including one Soul Master and one Soul Venerable.
In front of Su Xin, they were like eight toddlers, easily taken down one after another.
The entire process took less than a tenth of the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Su Xin looked at Tang San, who was kneeling on one knee and struggling to stand up, and slowly shook his head.
"ended."
He raised his hand, preparing to deliver the final blow to Tang San and knock him unconscious.
Just then, a pink figure suddenly got up from the ground and stood in front of Tang San.
She had just been knocked unconscious by Su Xin with a chop to the neck, but Su Xin was very careful and she woke up quickly.
Upon waking up, she saw Tang San kneeling on the ground, coughing up blood, looking miserable.
"You're not allowed to hit my third brother again!"
Xiaowu spread her arms wide, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, using her petite body to shield Tang San.
Those big, watery eyes were filled with anger and stubbornness.
Seeing Xiao Wu standing resolutely in front of Tang San, Su Xin stopped what he was doing.
He raised an eyebrow, scrutinizing the rabbit spirit with great interest.
Hmm, she has a good figure, long legs, and a cute face.
It's just that my brain isn't working very well.
"Get out of the way," Su Xin said calmly.
"No!" Xiaowu shook her head like a rattle-drum. "If you're going to hit someone, hit me first! You're not allowed to bully Third Brother anymore!"
Tang San struggled to stand up from behind, shouting urgently:
"Xiaowu, get out of the way! This is between him and me!"
"I won't allow it!" Xiaowu's voice was choked with sobs.
"Third Brother, we admit defeat! We're not fighting anymore! Please stop!"
She knew very well that if the fight continued, Tang San would really die!
This man named Su Xin is simply a devil!
Su Xin found the "brother-sister affection" on display somewhat amusing.
He took a step forward, and that invisible pressure enveloped Xiaowu once again.
Xiaowu's body began to tremble uncontrollably, her legs went weak, and she could barely stand.
But she still gritted her teeth, staring intently at Su Xin, refusing to back down an inch.
"You have some backbone." Su Xin nodded, seemingly in praise.
Then, he reached out and, to Xiaowu's horror, gently flicked her forehead.
Xiaowu's eyes instantly turned into mosquito coils.
Her body went limp, and she fainted again, collapsing weakly into Tang San's arms.
From beginning to end, Su Xin did not touch Tang San once.
"Alright, no one's bothering us now."
Su Xin withdrew his hand, looked at Tang San who was holding Xiao Wu and whose face was full of grief and indignation, and said with a smile.
"The assessment can be over now."
He turned around, ready to announce the results.
But just then, a voice filled with suppressed rage came from behind.
Su Xin stopped walking, but did not turn around.
Tang San gently placed Xiao Wu on the ground and slowly stood up.
His eyes had turned bloodshot, burning with raging anger and murderous intent!
"Why did you hit the girl so hard!" he almost roared as he questioned her.
He can lose, he can be defeated, and he can even be humiliated.
However, he absolutely could not tolerate anyone hurting Xiao-Wu in front of him!
Xiao Wu is his Achilles' heel!
Chapter 18 Tang San is unconvinced - He can only be beaten again.
Hearing Tang San's righteous question, Su Xin almost burst out laughing.
He slowly turned around, looking at the face contorted with rage, and stared at him with an expression as if he were an idiot.