Chapter Forty-Nine: Tang San's Single Assessment (Part II)

However, Tang San didn't give up, and as soon as his body turned, more than ten cold rays of light were thrown out.

Hearing the explosion sound resounding again, a cold light flashed in Tang San's eyes.

"Is there really no flaw?"

"How is this possible!"

"The so-called no flaws, in fact, there are flaws all over the body, as long as it is broken, it is where my opportunity lies!"

Tang San thought silently in his heart, and the ghosts under his feet kept disappearing, dodging Zhao Wouji's pounces and collisions again and again.

"Pull, pull, Lao Zhao! Do you know what it means to pull! ”

Bibi Qing was very happy to watch, the melon seeds and fruit cores in his hand were almost piled up into a small mountain, obviously, the operation of the two people in the field seemed to him to be quite good.

Zhao Wuji in the field couldn't hear Bibi Qing's coaxing, his eyes were staring at Tang San's irregular pace and his hands flying like flowers and butterflies, the surprise in his heart at this moment was not at all smaller than the surprise in Tang San's heart, or even bigger!

Every time Tang San struck, flicked, or shot in front of him, one cold light after another continued to poke out from his hand, specifically looking for the vital position on Zhao Wouji's body.

Zao Wou-Ki was miserable for a while, although the child in front of him did not beat him up like the child at the beginning, but he couldn't even touch a corner of his clothes because of this constant pulling, which was even more embarrassing than at the beginning!

Zao Wou-Ki even heard someone in the crowd laughing, and he didn't have to think about it to know that it was Dai Mubai.

Damn it.

Zhao Wuji stabilized his body, took a deep breath, and no longer rushed as arrogantly and brainlessly as before, which would only continue to consume his physical strength, and he might even be dragged down by this child.

If it gets to that point, the loss of face will be even greater.

Although Zhao Wuji stopped and concentrated on defending and looking for an opportunity, Tang San did not stop at all, and all kinds of hidden weapons bloomed in his rain-filled technique, as fierce as a torrential rainstorm and as swift as a wind.

Lancets, flying locusts, money darts, and bone piercing nails, some fly straight, some fly diagonally, and some sneak attack behind the back, but the ultimate goal is only one, that is, Zao Wou-ki's body is all over the corner!

Everyone outside the stadium had only one feeling at this time, dazzled and dumbfounded!

Is this really just a twelve-year-old?

Could it be another monster like Dean Qing?

Zhao Wouji clearly felt that the penetrating power of these hidden weapons was extremely strong, and if he didn't move the body of King Ming with all his strength, he was afraid that he would have been injured in it at this moment and had been shot through.

Zao Wou-Ki was like a hard-shelled turtle, defending all the vital points all over his body in place, concentrating on finding Tang San's flaws, if he could understand the law of Tang San's strange steps, then he would be able to win in one fell swoop!

Although he thought very well, after being attacked by hidden weapons for more than ten minutes, he finally couldn't hold back his anger.

Zhao Wouji thought that he had figured out the attack power of Tang San's bells and whistles, and his whole body shone with the brilliance of the Immovable Ming King, and he strode towards Tang San.

This time, he was not a brutal collision, but his aura firmly locked Tang San, so that the direction would not deviate.

Seeing that he couldn't dodge, Tang San didn't panic in the slightest, and quickly retreated under his feet, and the blue silver grass quietly spread, blocking the path of Zhao Wuji's advance.

Although the Blue Silver Grass was not enough to completely block Zao Wou-ki, it was still possible to delay him for a moment.

Tang San played with the winding skill granted by the second soul ring to the extreme, and the entanglement was everywhere, and the sharp and poisonous spikes kept stabbing at Zhao Wouji's body.

After this set of soul skills, Zhao Wuji had to slow down his speed, and even occasionally needed to release his soul power to break the blue silver grass that wrapped his legs tightly.

Zao Wou-Ki was toyed with, and all this was even more humiliating than being beaten directly.

Under the rush of fire, his body suddenly swelled and opened his mouth to laugh and scold.

"Okay, you're a little monkey, you're very slippery, and your methods are weird, you're a little monster, but it's not that simple to delay until the end of time."

"Third Soul Skill, Gravity Enhancement."

As he spoke, Zhao Wouji's third soul technique shone brightly, and the third soul ring on his body, the purple thousand-year soul ring magnified, and the power overflowed, but instead of injecting power into his body, it floated downward, pouring directly into the ground.

Suddenly, Tang San only felt that his feet had fallen into a deep quagmire, and his body had become extremely heavy, and the rhythm of the ghost's footsteps was no longer as agile as before.

On the other hand, Zhao Wuji was not affected in the slightest, and strode towards Tang San, with a faint smile in his eyes, as if to say, I see where you kid is running now.

At this moment, Tang San's heart was slightly flustered, obviously he didn't expect that Zhao Wuji could actually affect the gravity of the surrounding environment, although the feeling on his body was only double his weight, but his reaction was slowed down several times.

"How so?"

Tang San took a deep breath and tried his best to calm himself down, his legs moved as fast as he could, and the flowing steps under his feet didn't seem to be affected in any way for a while, but at this moment, he was already stretched thin to avoid Zhao Wuji's attack.

"Oh? That being the case, gravity continues to build! ”

Zhao Wuji saw that several times the powerful Vajra palm failed to hit Tang San's loach-like figure, and suddenly the light of the third soul technique bloomed again, and under the increase of pouring more soul power, Tang San's gravity increased several times again.

Almost without warning, Tang San was pressed by the suddenly increased gravity and couldn't straighten his waist, and his knees were bent, as if he was under great pressure, and at the same time, he could no longer take the mysterious steps of the ghost shadow.

"Hahaha, little slippery head, watch you run in!"

Even under the suppression of gravity, Zhao Wuji was not at ease, he stretched out his hand, the purple light shone, and the fourth soul ring flew out of thin air, and it was directly set on Tang San's body as if it were locked.

What does that mean?

Tang San's heart suddenly froze, but the purple thousand-year-old soul ring didn't bring him any discomfort after putting it on his body, which made Tang San very puzzled.

"It's time to end this farce, if you can force me to use the fourth soul ring, you are enough to be called a geek, and you are qualified to be admitted."

Zhao Wuji laughed, the meaning in his words was obvious at this moment, except for Tang San, the people in the examination room he was in charge of were all eliminated.

Before the words fell, I saw that his legs suddenly slammed into force, and the whole person jumped up from the ground in an instant.

Seeing this, Tang San desperately shifted his position, but he was surprised to find that no matter how he moved, Zhao Wuji, who was jumping in the air, actually turned with his movements, still falling in his direction.

At this moment, Xiao Tang also knew the role of Zao Wouji's fourth soul ring, locking and tracking.

For a while, Xiao Tang's eyes were full of cold light, and it seemed that the last resort could only be used in advance.

Almost instantly, Tang San turned his head to look at the crowd, looking for the classmates who had been in the group with him before, wanting to get support, care and encouragement from their expressions, but he didn't find the previous faces that still left an impression in the crowd.

Obviously, the classmates who participated in the group with him before did not believe that Xiao Tang had the ability to change his life against the sky, and they all took the initiative to leave.

The gap between the Great Soul Master and the Soul Saint, in the eyes of those students, was as infinite and deep as an abyss, and it was absolutely impossible to cross it with human power alone.

At the same time, at this time, a kind of abrupt charm spread from the bottom of Xiao Tang's heart, and something called a sense of responsibility became empty.