"Just here to go head-to-head?" Tang San glanced at his surroundings.

Although this is a classroom, it is a relatively large classroom, with a staircase seat at the back and a lectern at the front.

In the middle of the first row and the podium, there is this small open space.

The sturdy young man said proudly, "Okay, do you still have to pick a venue to deal with you?" I don't bully you for being young, I don't use the third soul technique. ”

Ma Hongjun, who was next to him, gasped directly when he heard this, "Who gave him the courage to do this?" Dare to say such a thing? ”

Oscar smacked his tongue next to him, "This is self-inflicted, you can't live." ”

Even the people of the two major sects looked at the sturdy young man with some dumbfounded.

They all heard that the Shrek Eight Monsters won the Emperor Fighting Team.

You must know that the Emperor Dou clan is all soul masters at the level of Soul Venerable, and in the face of them, this guy is so arrogant that he doesn't use the third soul skill?

The idiot-like gaze swept over the sturdy young man, making him feel uncomfortable.

The other three youths who were with the sturdy young man leaned into the sturdy young man's ear and whispered, "Brother Long, their eyes are not quite right, is this kid not small?" ”

The sturdy young man's face changed slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, he had some rough lines, but not pure.

From the watchful eyes of the people around him, he also sensed that something was wrong.

But before he could think of what the reason was, Tang San had already walked out of his seat, walked to the small open space, and made a gesture of invitation at him.

"Come on, then." Tang San nodded and said lightly.

"Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Level 45 Control System Battle Soul Sect, please advise."

Tang San didn't turn on the martial spirit, he just stood there faintly, looking at the sturdy young man.

There was silence in the room.

"What? You have forty-five levels?! The sturdy young man gasped and looked at Tang San in disbelief.

Not to mention the sturdy young man, even the other students around him, including the children of the two major sects, all looked at Tang San in disbelief.

They heard you right, right? Level forty-five?

At his age, more than thirty levels were already top geniuses, more than forty levels? Or forty-five?

This braggadocio is too outrageous!

The sturdy young man snorted coldly and walked to the small clearing, "Even if you want to be handsome in front of Jiulu, you don't use such means as bragging. ”

"Do you think I'm going to be scared by you! Joke! ”

His face was very ugly, "Even Yu Tianheng of the Heaven Dou Royal Academy has just broken through to level forty, what are you!" ”

He slammed his foot on the ground and let out a low roar.

His already strong body swelled again, and a huge orangutan martial spirit appeared behind him.

"Tyrone, Martial Soul Mighty Gorilla, Thirty-seventh Level Powerful Attack System Battle Soul Venerable, please advise!"

Thirty-seven?

Tang San's eyes moved slightly, but his face was still calm and breezy.

Tang Jiulu sat in his position, and when he heard Tyrone's own burst of rank, his eyes flashed slightly, and a smile flashed on his face.

The children of the two major sects sitting around them, and a flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of many people.

Obviously, I didn't expect this young man's strength to be so strong.

After all, they were also added to this class halfway, and they didn't know much about the original students of this class.

In the previous classes, they were all basic and theoretical courses, and they didn't really know each other's strength.

The actual combat and internship are taught by one-on-one teachers, and they are not the same teacher, so they are not particularly familiar.

Thirty-seven, in his twenties, is indeed a genius.

Tyrone noticed the change in the expressions of the people around him, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.

He hooked his finger at Tang San, signaling that he could start.

Tyrone's eyes flashed with a hint of imperativeness.

That's it, in this world, only strength is ......

At this moment, a green light suddenly flashed in front of everyone's eyes.

The next moment, Tyrone's body was tightly bound by a large net.

Tyrone was bound by the cobwebs of the blue silver grass and tied up in a sturdy knot.

Tyrone struggled in disbelief, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't break free from the blue silver grass that was tightly wrapped around him.

He raised his head and looked hard in Tang San's direction, and what he saw was the gorgeous soul ring.

Yellow, yellow, purple, black.

Four soul rings slowly floated on Tang San's body.

Tyrone's originally violently struggling movements instantly stiffened there, and his pupils were full of fear and disbelief.

The four soul rings turned out to be really level forty.

The key is that the fourth soul ring is still a black 10,000-year soul ring.

In the classroom, the sound of the students gasping in unison came out.

Whether it is the children of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex Sect, or the children of the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect, or the students of the Blue Tyrant Academy before, they have never seen that the fourth soul ring is the 10,000-year soul ring.

And now, they see it.

No wonder, Tang Jiulu was able to take a fancy to him.

There was an instant silence in the classroom.

This competition started quickly and ended quickly.

It's just that the soul ring on Tang San's body only appeared for a moment, and then he put it away again.

After he released the cobwebs, he stopped looking at Tyrone and walked straight back to Tang Jiulu's side and sat down.

As a result, many people feel that they are dazzled by the scene they just saw.

Tyrone fell to the ground and struggled for a long time.

His martial soul is a strong gorilla, and strength is what he is best at, so he doesn't believe that this thin blue silver grass can trap him.

Soon, however, Tyrone's face changed.

Because he felt that this big net woven by blue silver grass was more resilient than he could have imagined.

In particular, the more he struggled, the tighter the net shrank.

At the same time, a strong burning sensation came from the cobwebs and the skin that touched me.

It's not good, it's still poisonous.

Even if Tyrone wanted to use his third soul technique at this time, he couldn't do it.

The power type is against the control system, which is really restrained to death.

"Poof"!

Tyrone's body, even if it was as strong as an ox, was still like a small hill, and it fell to the ground with a bang. The toxins in the spider web had made him unresistant.

The other three quickly ran forward and helped Tyrone up.

Tang San didn't embarrass him either, and with a wave of his hand, he untied the blue silver cobweb.

The webs turned back into blue-silver grass and dissipated into the air.

Tang San sat there and looked at Tyrone with a smile.

Tyrone only felt like he was losing face.

He, a Soul Venerable who was not even level forty, actually went to challenge a level forty-five Soul Sect, and he was ashamed to let him have a third soul skill.

Tyrone covered his face with his hands and trotted out to sit in the corner.

(End of chapter)