"Dai Mubai?"

"To dare to fight or not?"

Feng Xiaotian shouted to Dai Mubai from afar.

Then, he added loudly: "Talk back, just and neatly like a gentleman, take out your rampant before, don't coax it at a critical moment!" ”

Dai Mu had a white wooden face.

Crisp and neat like a gentleman?

Is he still a "gentleman"?

You are scolding the "man" Dai Mubai.

What does it have to do with my Dai Mubai, who is "not a man"?

However, Tang San couldn't bear it.

Anyway, they had all discussed it before, although there were only two or three short sentences, but he still stood up, his face was as calm as water: "Before, Mu Bai was injured in the internal competition of our Shrek Academy, I will be your opponent, if Your Excellency is not worried about the reputation of victory, if you have to let Mu Bai fight with Ling, then, I will not stop you, I just don't know what Your Excellency thinks!" ”

Feng Xiaotian squinted slightly.

He looked at Tang San inexplicably.

With his IQ, of course, he could understand that Tang San's words were just excuses, but if he asked for it again, even if Dai Mubai finally responded, it would make him fall into the impression of being "aggressive" in the minds of others.

So......

"What's your name?"

Feng Xiaotian stood on the metal platform.

Holding his arms, his tone was full of perfunctory.

It's not that he's too proud.

Rather, in his eyes, and in the eyes of many people, Shrek Academy is just a small academy with no name, even if there are a few geniuses, there is still a big gap between them and the top geniuses in the major soul master academies, and there is no need to pay attention to it.

Not to mention......

The wind can still fly in the sky......

But Tang San didn't think so!

The group of soul masters who walked past Lin Chaoci and Xiao Wu and watched separately walked to the bottom of the metal platform, and immediately stepped hard, turning into a black shadow and standing on the metal platform.

Politely smiled at the wind and arched his hand.

The tone was colder than Feng Xiaotian: "Tang San." ”

"Wind laughing sky."

Feng Xiaotian doesn't mean any nonsense.

After registering, he summoned his martial soul again.

But......

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

Stout blue and silver vines rose from this metal platform, not only blocking Feng Xiaotian's flight path, but also sealing Feng Xiaotian's dodge route.

Seeing this, Feng Xiaotian was stunned for a moment.

Immediately, it seemed that something came to mind.

Glancing at the ceiling of the auditorium quietly, his heart suddenly "chuckled", and for the first time, he had the idea that the battle situation was out of control.

No way.

That's the advantage of the venue.

Don't look at the metal platform's great restrictions on Tang San, the spread speed of the blue silver vines is far less fast than that on the stone platform, however, the existence of the ceiling is even more serious to Feng Xiaotian's restriction - when all the blue silver vines are growing upwards to the point where they are connected to the ceiling, he will turn into a small insect with flapping wings, and in this spider web woven by blue silver vines, exhausting the last trace of strength!

As for the ......

Why didn't he consider lifting the ceiling......

Didn't you hear what the Oneiroi Machine said before?

Lift the ceiling, that's a sign that you can't afford to play!

Kamikaze Academy can't afford to lose this person!

But......

"Your self-created soul technique is very interesting."

Tang San smiled and took out a sledgehammer for striking iron from the storage soul guide, weighed it twice, and then took a strange posture:

"I learned a few tricks from a master of iron."

"Don't dare to say anything about self-created soul skills."

"But, I think to myself, it's enough to hit you!"

Zhilin and Bai Baoshan frowned slightly when they saw this scene.

After glancing at each other, they looked at Oneiroi.

Oneiroi also knew what these two people meant, and carefully looked at the hammer in Tang San's hand, which seemed to be emotional, and seemed to be explaining to everyone, and said to Zhilin and Bai Baoshan without hurry:

"It's fine, it's just a hammer."

"It's not even a weapon."

"The rules don't say you can't use a hammer."

"The strength of a soul master should not be viewed so one-sidedly, weapons, armor, and self-created soul skills are all things outside the body, is it because these things are outside the body that the strength of a soul master is denied?"

Oneiroi's words choked everyone.

It's just that most people don't bother with the problem of hammers.

Just as Oneiroi said.

A hammer......

Can it still be turned upside down......

However, there are always some people who think out of the box!

Just like Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, Huo Wushuang, Shui Bing'er, and Shui Yue'er, their expressions changed slightly after Tang San took out the iron hammer, as if they had thought of something that shouldn't be but was possible.

Yu Tianheng even glanced back at Yu Xiaogang in Shrek Academy.

Then, he turned back with doubts.

"What's wrong?"

Yufeng seems to sense that something is wrong with the atmosphere in the team.

looked at Dugu Yan, who suddenly fell silent.

looked at Yu Tianheng with a solemn face again.

Scratching his head, he asked embarrassedly.

"Nothing."

Yu Tianheng grinded his teeth: "Right, Yanzi?" ”

"Huh?"

"Oh, oh, yes!"

"Nothing, nothing ......"

Dugu Yan said absentmindedly.

Subsequently, it seems to be a dumb riddle.

Leaned closer to Yu Tianheng's side, and said in a low voice: "This closed disciple of your uncle can't really be a child, right?" ”

"Who knows......"

Yu Tianheng smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Surname Tang, it's nothing.

Dancing the hammer, it's nothing.

The martial soul is blue silver grass, which is even more nothing.

These three conditions can be added together......

Plus who is his uncle's fanatic......

That's a big problem!!

A new era has indeed arrived, but this is not to say that since a new era has arrived, the old one will disappear!

Those who go down in history will be famous for centuries, or they will be remembered for thousands of years.

Will Tang Hao be immortal?

No one knows.

Will Tang Hao be stinking for 10,000 years?

No one knows.

However, Tang Hao will definitely go down in history!

Just because he is the only man who has been beaten to death in the Pope since the establishment of the Wuhun Hall for thousands of years!

And Tang Hao's wife, it is said, is a 100,000-year-old Blue Silver Emperor......

Feng Xiaotian didn't expect this layer.

He's an insider.

I don't understand the situation at the moment.

Seeing Tang San's accumulation, he also became a little interested, taking advantage of the fact that there was still soul power left, Feng Xiaotian didn't grind and chirp, just like the previous graphite, he continued to swing the Thirty-six Slashes of the Wind Demon Wolf!

But......

In front of the Cloak Hammer Method......

Thirty-six Slashes of the Wind Demon Wolf is a younger brother!

No!

It should be said - the class has an axe!

Tang San stepped on the blue silver vines, and with the ubiquitous borrowing point, he had a wave of hard encounters with Feng Xiaotian, who was flying in mid-air but had difficulty moving!

Three hammers!

Just three hammers!

Feng Xiaotian sensed that something was wrong!

The opponent's hammer technique was more exquisite than he imagined, and the proportion of the increasing power of each hammer was more exaggerated than his thirty-six slashes of the Wind Demon Wolf!

"Seventeen slashes!"

"It's just seventeen slashes!"

"With a thirty-fourth-level Soul Venerable, he can compete with the seventeenth slash of my thirty-ninth level Soul Venerable with the seventeenth hammer!"

"This kind of hammer method will never be nameless!"

"It can't have been taught to him by a blacksmith!"

Feng Xiaotian roared angrily in his heart.

struggled and swung the eighteenth slash.

Tang San also swung the eighteenth hammer.

The raging wind spread.

Shake the white tablecloth under the field.

A dark shadow flew out.

It smashed into a few thick blue-silver vines.

Finally, land slowly.

Several blue and silver vines were broken, burying the figure underneath, and for a while, it was impossible to see who the person who flew out was.

But......

When Tang San carried the half-broken iron hammer, stood firmly on the metal platform, raised his arms high, and showed that he was the ultimate winner, the moment he broke into everyone's field of vision......

The hall is full, and the birds are silent!

The winner just now is defeated by Feng Xiaotian!

Defeated at the hands of an unknown teenager!

"Hmm."

"Good fight."

Lin Chaoci took a slow bite of the apple.

Subsequently, put the apple down.

Picked up the napkin and wiped his hands elegantly.

Next......

Tang San should challenge him......

This is a script he has written a long time ago......

After all......

"You're not a magnanimous person!"

Looking at Tang San with his arms raised on the metal platform.

Lin Chaoci, who was sitting on the sidelines, said secretly in his heart.

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