Douluo Dalu: Rise of Blue Silver Emperor

Notting Academy Training Grounds

The academy's training grounds bustled with students eager to test their strength. Young Spirit Masters sparred under the guidance of instructors, but today, the crowd's focus was on one particular duel.

"Tang San versus Tang Xuan!"

The name Tang San carried weight.

Despite being a commoner, he had shown remarkable talent. His innate full spirit power and mysterious techniques made him one of the most promising students.

But today, he would learn that talent alone was not enough.

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Tang Xuan's Cultivation Level

At Rank 15, Tang Xuan was slightly behind Tang San, who was already Rank 16.

But cultivation wasn't everything.

While others blindly followed the traditional system, Tang Xuan had optimized his energy absorption and enhanced his martial spirit beyond its natural limits.

The difference in cultivation levels meant nothing in this fight.

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Tang San's Arrogance

Tang San stood with a calm expression, his Blue Silver Grass spirit extending around him.

"You shouldn't have challenged me," he said. "I don't like bullying the weak."

The crowd chuckled.

Tang Xuan smirked. "Weak? You're still using a basic form of Blue Silver Grass. Let me show you how much stronger I am."

He extended his hand. The ground trembled slightly as thick, dense vines shot out—far stronger than Tang San's flimsy ones.

The onlookers gasped.

"Wait… isn't his Blue Silver Grass… tougher than normal?"

"It looks… enhanced?"

"How did he do that without a spirit ring?"

Tang San narrowed his eyes. "Interesting… but let's see if that's enough."

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The Fight Begins

Tang San attacked first, flicking his wrist. His Blue Silver Grass shot toward Tang Xuan, aiming to bind him instantly.

Predictable.

Tang Xuan had already modified his Blue Silver Grass for adaptability.

With a thought, his vines recoiled and split, weaving around Tang San's attack like living snakes. Then, they lashed out at high speed, faster than what normal Blue Silver Grass should be capable of.

Tang San barely dodged. His brows furrowed.

"This isn't normal… his grass is reacting on its own?"

But before he could counter, Tang Xuan struck.

With a flick of his wrist, his vines wrapped around Tang San's leg and pulled him off balance.

Tang San's eyes widened.

How?! No one should be able to control Blue Silver Grass with such precision!

The crowd erupted.

"What just happened?! Tang Xuan controlled his vines like they were part of his own body!"

"This isn't how plant spirits work! What kind of technique is that?"

Tang Xuan smirked. "What's wrong, 'genius'? Having trouble against a 'trash spirit'?"

Tang San gritted his teeth and retaliated. Hidden weapons shot from his sleeve!

But Tang Xuan had already anticipated it.

With a wave of his hand, his vines hardened like iron, deflecting the projectiles with ease.

Tang San's face paled.

His Blue Silver Grass is already resistant to weapons?!

He had relied on his Tang Sect techniques to give him an edge, but Tang Xuan had completely negated them.

A second later, Tang Xuan's vines surged forward, slamming Tang San into the dirt.

Silence.

Tang San… had lost.

Yu Xiaogang, watching from the side, clenched his fists in disbelief.

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Aftermath – The Rise of a Threat

Tang Xuan stood over his fallen opponent.

"You rely too much on hidden techniques," he said coldly. "But what happens when someone negates them? You're nothing."

Tang San clenched his fists, anger boiling beneath his calm mask.

For the first time, he felt something unfamiliar.

Defeat.

But more than that—he felt threatened.

Tang Xuan had proven that he wasn't just an ordinary student.

He was something much worse.

A rival.