Among the four of them, only Tang Sanpang was the first, and he was on the third competition platform, so they could all watch Tang Sanpang's game together. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Fatty, come on!"

Lin Feng patted Tang San's fat shoulder and encouraged him.

Tang Sanpang replied confidently, "Brother Feng, don't worry, I will definitely win."

Lin Feng said that you can't force it, just do your best.

"Well, then I'll go up."

"Okay."

Lin Feng nodded to Tang Sanpang, Tang Sanpang turned around and moved his fat body towards the competition platform.

At this time, Tang San's fat opponents also came to the stage, and I saw that the person had a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and when he summoned his martial spirit, it immediately caused many people to laugh.

In the past, when the martial soul was tested, although they had also seen the disciples of the mouse martial soul, they didn't expect that someone actually entered the ring competition?

"Haha, it's a mouse."

Tang San Fat saw it, and he also laughed heartily, the sharp-beaked monkey-cheeked disciple snorted coldly, and suddenly, the mouse on his body instantly became a hundred times larger, and then merged with his body, and he transformed into a huge mouse.

"I'll go, what a big mouse."

The ridicule on everyone's faces turned into exclamations, this is not an ordinary rat martial spirit, but a mutated giant rat martial spirit.

Tang San was slightly stunned, only to see that the opponent who had turned into a giant rat had already rushed towards him.

This was a duel of life and death, so Tang Sanfat also directly summoned the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul.

Whew!

Tang San picked up the Haotian Hammer and smashed it towards that disciple.

"Dead rat, get out of here!"

Hearing only a burst of applause, the Haotian Hammer in Tang San's fat hand slammed into the disciple's head.

Haw~!

The huge mouse also screamed angrily, and with its mouth open, it was about to bite Tang San's fat.

Click!

Suddenly, a crisp sound came, and the mouse screamed, and one of its teeth was smashed out by Lin Feng.

The rat was the martial soul of that disciple, and one of his teeth fell out, and his martial soul was injured, so he hurriedly retreated.

"What a hard guy, what kind of hammer is this?"

"Hehe, you don't even know my martial soul, I am a disciple of the Tang Sect, this is naturally our Tang Sect's bloodline martial soul Haotian Hammer."

"It turned out to be the Haotian Hammer, no wonder it's powerful here, but don't be complacent, my soul skill hasn't been displayed yet, look at the move, five rats instantaneous!"

Suddenly, I saw that the disciple had conjured up five shadows, and the speed was extremely fast, rushing towards Tang Sanfat.

Seeing this, Tang San also shouted, his body immediately burst out with orange light, and the ground around the martial arts platform shook violently, only to hear a boom, the earth exploded, and countless yellow sand rolled up, surging towards the martial arts platform.

Tang Sanfat's earth martial soul was not weak, everyone's eyes widened, and they looked at Tang Sanfat with anticipation.

Soon, the yellow sand was piled up all over the martial arts platform, which was as thick as a zhang, and the powerful sand soil instantly pounced on the disciples, directly submerging its five phantoms.

Call!

The whole world was silent in an instant, and the opponent was directly buried by Tang Sanfat.

However, Tang Sanpang stood on top of the sand, his expression did not seem to be relaxed, because he could sense that the disciple lying in the sand was not dead.

Sure enough, only to hear a bang, a hole appeared in the ground, and a phantom of the giant rat disciple burst out from inside.

Tang Sanpang seemed to have been prepared, he jumped up high, waved the Haotian Hammer in his hand and slammed it down.

Boom!!

The Haotian Hammer smashed into the phantom's head with unmistakable accuracy, and was smashed directly back into the hole.

Then, in another place, a hole appeared in the ground, and another giant rat phantom jumped.

Tang Sanpang snorted coldly, the Haotian Hammer in his hand smashed down again, smashing the phantom back, and then, behind Tang Sanpang, another earth hole appeared, and another phantom drilled out, Tang Sanpang turned around suddenly, smashed it down, only to hear a scream, the phantom disappeared into the soil hole......

In this way, Tang Sanfat was like smashing a gopher, which lasted for a quarter of an hour, and there were holes everywhere in the sand on the competition platform.

Finally, the guy didn't dare to go any further.

After a while, Tang San saw a wooden stick with a white strip of cloth tied to it being lifted out of a dirt hole and swaying.

Tang Sanfat was stunned for a moment, "What's the situation?" Surrender? ”

According to the rules, if one side surrenders and admits defeat, then the fight must be stopped immediately, otherwise it is a violation.

The elder who was in charge of taking care of the competition platform saw it, so he hurriedly jumped on the competition platform and announced: "This game is over, Tang Sect disciple Tang San wins."

Hearing that the game was over, the giant rat disciple in the cave slowly crawled out. When he crawled out of the hole, everyone laughed again, only to see that the head of the giant rat martial soul disciple was swollen like a toad, and there were bags everywhere, and he was almost about to cry, and said with a look of grievance: "People have already said that they surrendered, and you still knocked, and it hurt me to death, woo!"

Belch! Tang San was stunned for a moment, "When did you say you surrendered?" ”

Looking at the opponent with a bag on his head, Tang Sanpang felt pitiful that he wanted to laugh.

"Woo, I don't know how many times I've said it, but as soon as I came up, I was knocked down by you, if not, if I hadn't taken out my little pants, I guess you would have to keep knocking."

"Oh, that, I really didn't hear, I'm sorry!"

Tang San scratched his head a little embarrassed.

In this game, Tang San Fat won, Lin Feng was also very happy, when the giant rat martial soul boy walked off the stage, his eyes opened, and then walked over.

"Are you alright?" Lin Feng smiled slightly and asked.

The giant rat martial soul boy was slightly stunned, looked up at Lin Feng, and said curiously, "Eighth Prince?"

Lin Feng didn't expect that the other party actually knew him, he hummed and said, "That fat man just now was my brother, he really didn't hear you say surrender, so he beat you into a pig's head, oh no, you were so seriously injured, I will say sorry to you on his behalf."

"It's okay, the sword has no eyes, he didn't kill me, I'm already thankful."

"That's it, in order to apologize, I have a few anti-inflammatory pills here, give them to you!"

With that, Lin Feng gave the two pills to the Giant Rat Martial Soul disciple.

The disciple glanced at Lin Feng, then at the pill in his hand, hesitated for a moment, and then took it.

"Thank you Eighth Prince, I have written it down for your kindness." With that, he turned and disappeared into the crowd.

When the giant rat martial soul disciple was gone, Lei Chengyan asked with a puzzled expression, "Brother Feng, why did you give him the pill?" Lin Feng didn't answer and asked, "What do you think of the strength of this giant rat martial soul disciple?"

"Him?"

Lei Cheng said without thinking: "Anyway, he is not as fat as Tang San, otherwise he won't lose to Tang San's fat."