As his only direct disciple, Tang San had never disappointed him.
To a large extent, Tang San had made him who he was today.
If it weren't for him, he would likely still be wasting his years in a remote, insignificant town.
Tang San's talent was beyond doubt, but even more important than that was the willpower he possessed that surpassed his talent.
This willpower allowed him to unleash power beyond his limits in numerous desperate situations and predicaments.
In other words, only Tang San was qualified to compare with the students of Blazing Academy, and at the same time, he was Yu Xiaogang's last fig leaf.
Now, Yu Xiaogang was once again placing his hopes on Tang San.
Tang San saw Yu Xiaogang, who always maintained his composure, looking at him with a wavering gaze, and his heart couldn't help but soften.
"I can do it, please rest assured, Teacher."
With Dai Mubai down, only Tang San could shoulder the responsibility; he didn't evade it, but instead looked at Yu Xiaogang with bright eyes.
He displayed his will to Yu Xiaogang with a spirited attitude.
Seeing those eyes that seemed to be burning, Yu Xiaogang's wavering heart finally stabilized.
At the same time, he felt a great sense of guilt towards Tang San. As a teacher, he couldn't help his disciple at this time, and even had to rely on him.
As a teacher, he felt somewhat derelict in his duty, but even so, Tang San was still the pride in his heart.
A gratified smile appeared on Yu Xiaogang's face, and he walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and instructed, "Little San, I will allow you to use the Eight Spider Lances in this match.
You don't need to hide your strength anymore, show your brilliance to the fullest. No matter the outcome, you will always be the disciple I am proud of."
Tang San was deeply moved and nodded solemnly before turning and walking towards the arena.
This was the first time Yu Xiaogang had said such 'embarrassing' words to Tang San in person. Yu Xiaogang, who was stiff and not good at expressing emotions, was now revealing his true feelings.
Instead, he cleverly dissolved and diverted the terrifying power accumulated by Lin Meng's consecutive victories, reducing its impact on him.
This technique of using minimal force to deflect maximum force was brought to the extreme with the blessing of Tang San's Mysterious Heaven Skill, greatly increasing his endurance and giving people a sense of unpredictability.
Lin Meng narrowed his eyes slightly when he saw Tang San enter the arena, and a trace of vigilance arose in his heart.
Compared to straightforward opponents like Dai Mubai, opponents like Tang San, who made it impossible to guess what he would do, were more threatening.
The means by which Tang San dissolved his momentum alone was enough to prove this point.
Lin Meng quietly concentrated his fire power on his legs. He decided to quickly defeat Tang San with thunderous force, not giving him any chance to display his abilities.
And Tang San walked towards Lin Meng unhurriedly, his expression calm as usual, the burning fighting spirit in his eyes hidden within, returning to a calm and rational state for battle.
The distance between the two was getting closer and closer.
The entire arena suddenly fell into a deathly silence, and even the warhorses of the surrounding knights instinctively held their breath.
Everyone knew that the battle was likely to end in an instant.
Finally, Tang San stepped onto the arena, entering the field.
The moment he entered the field, Tang San felt a scorching and fierce aura rushing towards him. This pressure was vastly different from that outside the field.
"Is this what it's like when he gets serious?"
The aura shield on the surface of Tang San's body was crumbling, completely lacking the stability it had before.
The moment he stepped onto the stage, Lin Meng focused all his attention on Tang San, entering a true battle stance.
This change made Tang San's heart feel a chill, but the chaotic aura quickly contracted inward, quickly stabilizing the chaos.
Immediately afterwards, he took a second step without hesitation, standing completely in the arena.
It was also at this moment that Lin Meng went from stillness to motion, his feet erupting with fire, his body turning into a flash of light, rushing towards Tang San.
"Pa!"
But it was this sudden raid by Lin Meng that resulted in an accident.
The straight, dark red meteor experienced an unexpected pause, causing Lin Meng's figure to freeze for a moment.
The straight, dark red meteor experienced a frame of interruption, revealing Lin Meng's phantom.
This change allowed everyone to see the stable flash of light fluctuate.
It turned out that just as Lin Meng chose to attack, Tang San was also prepared to attack.
And his attack was aimed at the moment before Lin Meng's sprint, when his feet were about to leave the ground, before the terrifying fire power erupted, he condensed a Blue Silver Grass next to Lin Meng's feet, entangling his legs.
A single Blue Silver Grass was nothing to Lin Meng. With a little force, it could be snapped. In addition, with the fire power condensed in his feet, not to mention one, even if his whole body was entangled in Blue Silver Grass, it would be nothing.
But Tang San seized the opportunity perfectly, just before the leg strength was fully transmitted to the ground, hindering the smoothness of the action.
This caused Lin Meng to experience a subtle pause.
Tang San was very clear that he could not completely control Lin Meng, so from the beginning, he only wanted to make Lin Meng pause for a moment, giving him a little time to prepare.
Lin Meng, who was sprinting, felt the perfect balance between the thrust of the flames and his legs being disrupted, but he still forcibly controlled his body forward with his powerful leg strength.
For Lin Meng, who pursued extreme speed, even a slight imbalance could lead to a huge deviation.
As the nemesis of agility-based attackers, the unpredictable methods of control-based soul masters were also a great threat to Lin Meng.
This was also the reason why he wanted to defeat Tang San as quickly as possible.
However, Lin Meng, who had seriously studied Tang San, was not surprised by this situation.
Even with a slight pause, Lin Meng, who erupted with terrifying fire power after sprinting, was not afraid of any of Tang San's control methods.
Even Shui Bing'er's ice seal would instantly melt under the eruption of 150% flame compression.
Not to mention the Blue Silver Grass, which was completely countered by the fire attribute. Even the parasitism that Tang San had previously shown to erupt directly on the surface of the body would be directly burned before it erupted.
Lin Meng's body briefly left the ground, rapidly approaching Tang San in a ground-skimming glide.
He extended his sharp claws, pointing directly at Tang San's chest. Coupled with the high speed, the sharp claws emitted a thrilling cold light.
Once the cold light passed, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass and physical body would definitely be unable to resist.
But just as Lin Meng was about to succeed, Tang San's eyes burst with striking purple light. At the same time, eight thick blue-purple rays of light suddenly erupted from his back, attacking Lin Meng.
This sudden change shocked Lin Meng.
Lin Meng had never seen Tang San use this strange 'Blue Silver Grass' attack before.
A strong sense of unease erupted in his heart. He hurriedly raised his two sharp claws, wanting to cut off the Blue Silver Grass in front of him.
However, Tang San's eight Blue Silver Grasses accurately pointed to his eight vital points, making it impossible for him to defend against them.
