Tai Tan's fierce eyes displayed astonishment. In order to win this bet he had released about sixty percent of his pressure from the start. To him, the other party was just a thirty seventh ranked Spirit Elder. This alone should already be enough to suppress the enemy.
On the surface Tai Tan appeared extremely bold and powerful, but in fact his mind was extremely meticulous. Since coming here, even in the previous discussion and the proposal of the bet, he hadn't said anything about what level of Spirit Master he was. But he knew the rank of Tang San's spirit power.
Yesterday after Tai Nuo and Tai Long had returned and described their battles with Tang San, Tai Tan immediately realized that Tang San definitely was a genius among geniuses. Therefore he had come personally, regardless of his status. One reason was to have a look at what kind of youngster Tang San was after all, the other was also in the hopes of being able to recruit him as a future power of his clan. His clan had already begun to decline, to Tai Tan this was something that had to be done.
Tai Nuo's nickname was Vigorous King, and Tai Tan's title was subsequently Vigorous God. His spirit was also a pure strength type. At the same time, just like Tang San had determined, his spirit power had already reached the eightieth level, he was a formidable Spirit Douluo. His precise level was eighty sixth rank.
Spirit Master cultivation all had their tendencies, just with power attack system, defense system, control system, agility attack system, food system, auxiliary system and so on had differentiating aspects.
But, no matter the tendency of that class, it was extremely difficult to obtain spirit rings that all had only the one additional attribute. Using Tang San as an example, although the spirit rings for his Blue Silver Grass Spirit for the most part aimed at increasing the resilience of his Blue Silver Grass, following the route of the control system, the abilities that appeared after adding spirit rings were all somewhat different. This was caused by the diverse nature of spirit rings. Besides resilience, Blue Silver Grass still had thorns, poison, spider web and all kinds of abilities centering on toughness. Even though they had a complementary effect, it couldn't be denied that his spirit rings didn't follow one attribute.
Generally speaking, adding such spirit rings was the best choice, it could grant a comprehensive growth within this system. The spirit rings Tang San chose could be said to be the result of undergoing Grandmaster's careful calculations.
If one wanted to have spirit rings that all followed only one additional attribute, there was only one possibility. That was to obtain spirit rings from the same kind of spirit beast each time. Finding a ten year strength type spirit beast wasn't difficult. Finding a hundred year spirit beast of the same type wasn't challenging. Even a thousand year level spirit beast of the same type could be found. But, as this went on, finding successive spirit beasts of the same type would become geometrically more difficult.
Even more, following only one narrow path when adding spirit rings would cause an extreme weakness. That was singular capability. When confronting different opponents, one's adaptability would be short of ordinary spirit masters. One would be powerful only in some respects.
However, following such a narrow path when adding spirit rings would also grant the greatest advantage, to maximize this one attribute.
Walking the route of strength type alone like the Tai family trio, this was also precisely the meaning of the Strength Clan. Tai Tan was eighty sixth rank, but even among Title Douluo there weren't many who could surpass him in strength. Just like fifty eighth ranked Tai Nuo held the advantage over seventy sixth ranked Zhao Wuji if one counted strength alone.
As a pure strength type Spirit Master, the pressure Tai Tan released was naturally also based on strength. Even though it would appear he didn't use his spirit or any abilities, it seemed to give Tang San a bit of respite. At the same time he gave himself a time restriction. But in fact, facing a pure attribute Spirit Master's pressure was an extremely terrifying matter.
Each time the air distorted, Tang San felt as if his body would be pulverized by this immense pressure. This kind of feeling hadn't even appeared when he was confronting Dugu Bo. Even though the pressure Dugu Bo gave Tang San was large, it was mostly mental. But now facing Vigorous God Tai Tan, the pressure was pure force.
Blue Silver Grass gushed out from Tang San. Just like last time it covered his body in a large cocoon that undulated rhythmically. Relying on his Controlling Crane Catching Dragon technique, he did his utmost to limit the harm the pressure caused him.
But Tang San very quickly discovered that as the pressure grew, Blue Silver Grass' effect grew less and less. It was already very difficult to move the Blue Silver Grass in front.
The incense burned slowly as Tai Tan and Tang San confronted each other, silently battling extremely dangerously. The stick of incense still hadn't even burned one third, but Tang San's clothes were already drenched through. Gritting his teeth, he endured bitterly.
As time passed, Tai Tan's grew more and more astonished. The power he used had already increased from sixty percent of his full strength to seventy, let alone a thirty seventh ranked, even a forty seventh ranked Spirit Master might not be able to endure. This youth was unexpectedly even more outstanding than he had imagined. It seemed he really had been right to come here.
By now, Zhao Wuji and a crowd of teachers had already come to the Academy gate led by Xiao Wu, and very quickly learned the circumstances from the surrounding students.
"Teacher Zhao, quickly go stop them!"
Xiao Wu somewhat impatiently said.
Zhao Wuji's gaze fell on Tai Tan, and his expression clearly grew heavy. Shaking his head, he said:
"They've already made a bet, anything else has to wait until their bet ends. Bets between Spirit Masters are sacred. If we stopped them now, the when Tang San later joins the Spirit Master world he would have no trust or standing. Only, why would his opponent be this old fellow. I'm afraid this time will be troublesome."
"You know him? Isn't that Tai Long's grandfather?"
Zhao Wuji gravely said:
"Of course I know this old fellow. Originally it was because I accidentally injured his clansman, and was chased after him all over the place, that I went with Flender to manage the Shrek Academy."
"What? He's even more ferocious than you?"
When Xiao Wu heard Zhao Wuji say this she was immediately somewhat panicked.
Zhao Wuji nodded with an ugly expression,
"This old fellow is extremely frightful, his strength is over the eightieth rank, a Spirit Douluo. If it was some other Spirit Douluo I would still have some confidence in risking it. But confronting him, I wouldn't have a chance. He's a pure strength type Spirit Master, and the terror of his strength surpasses even most Title Douluo. If I, as another follower of the strength path, met him, I wouldn't even have the ability to hit back. The strength pressure he emits is even comparable to a Title Douluo. It's hardly possible to resist without sixtieth ranked spirit power. That's why I said little San is in a great deal of trouble this time."
"Then what's to be done?"
Xiao Wu's charming little face was red with anxiety. Right now she couldn't help recalling Da Ming and Er Ming. If the two of them were here, would there be any need to fear that old fellow's strength? But, distant water wouldn't help nearby thirst, Zhao Wuji said a bet couldn't be interrupted, so what could be done? No good, no matter how she still couldn't let little San be injured.
Thinking of this, Xiao Wu couldn't help loudly shouting:
"Ge, if you can't endure then concede."
Tang San was naturally unable to reply to her, but when he heard Xiao Wu's voice his attention shifted slightly, and the tremendous pressure immediately took advantage of the gap. Tang San made a belching sound, spitting out a mouthful of blood. Using his fastest speed to stuff the big sausage into his mouth, he chewed and swallowed. Relying on this spreading heat of the recovery sausage, he just managed to endure without collapsing.
When Zhao Wuji heard Xiao Wu's shout he immediately knew it was far from helping and hastily covered her mouth,
"Don't disturb him. At this moment any external disturbance will influence his attention. Little San is a clever child, he certainly knows what to do. He still hasn't hit the limit yet. If a danger he truly is unable to endure appears, then he will act without being told."
Jacket rupturing, Eight Spider Lances rapidly extended from Tang San's back with their muted cold light. The lower four spider lances thrust straight into the newly dug earth, supporting his body. The upper four spider lances swayed slightly, their red and white light becoming especially dazzling.
His Mysterious Heaven Skill was completely contained within Tang San's body by the pressure. Under these circumstances Tang San discovered that the medical effects of the Octagonal Mysterious Ice Grass and Infernal Precious Apricot within him were actually fusing swiftly, making his body even more resilient. Mysterious Heaven Skill also circulated frantically, dissolving wave after wave of pressure.
The stick of incense inserted in the Shrek Academy gate had already burned more than halfway. Sweat constantly dripped down the front of Tang San's jacket. All his clothes already stuck to the skin, completely as if he had just been fished out of the water.
Tai Tan was already somewhat impatient. When the Eight Spider Lances on Tang San's back came out he immediately saw a prediction of the end. Relying on Eight Spider Lances releasing, Tang San's ability to resist the pressure clearly increased. Could it be that was a spirit bone? Even more one outside of the regular six spirit bones, an external spirit bone?
His mind surging, Tai Tan made the firm resolution to recruit this youth no matter how he had to do it. If that truly was an external spirit bone, then it was no wonder even his fifty eighth ranked spirit power son had lost. This youth's prospects were boundless.
Tang San himself wasn't aware that along with his gradually stood out as exceptionally brilliant, relying on his own natural gifts and his talent in Tang Sect's secret lore, he gradually attracted the interest of every great power.
To quickly bring the battle to an end, Tai Tan decided not to exercise any more restraint. Despite the existence of Tang San's external spirit bone, he knew that it was impossible for this youth to resist the pressure he could give. The spirit power gap was really too large, and moreover his strength was on the Title Douluo level. Even if he had to injure him a bit, he would beat him first and consider it later.
With this in mind, Tai Tan directly increased the pressure he exerted on Tang San from seventy percent to ninety percent. The originally rhythmical distortions in the air instantly became faster, the ripples becoming like waves milling towards Tang San.
Pu——, again a mouthful of blood spewed out. With the pressure suddenly increasing by close to a third, Tang San was unable to endure further. Even though he already had an extremely high estimation of the opponent's strength, he still hadn't seen it all.
Would he lose? Would he really lose? No.
Tang San looked at Tai Tan across from him. That old man still had a serene expression, his clothes not even shifting. Brimming with an insufferably arrogant dignity. In that instant Tai Tan suddenly saw Tang San's eyes brighten without any warning, two golden purple rays of light shot out from Tang San's eyes.