If the pressure that Zhilin Contra Douluo brought to Tang San at the beginning was the endless Yangtze River, then this Titan predecessor brought him a boulder pressing on the top, rushing and agitating.

The different soul power characteristics gave Tang San a new experience.

The surging and violent pressure filled every part of the body in an instant.

Tang San could even hear the slight sound of his own bones under the pressure.

The Titan was a little surprised, in order to win this gamble, he used sixty percent of his own pressure as soon as he came up.

In his calculations, even a forty-fifth-level Soul Sect would be overwhelmed in an instant under such pressure.

It doesn't take half a stick of incense at all to win this bet.

But he immediately thought that Tang San was a student of the inner courtyard of Shrek Academy after all, and it was definitely not easy to have such strength at such a young age.

It's not easy to be able to withstand the pressure of sixty percent of him.

The Titan looks very powerful on the surface, and many people will subconsciously think that he will have thicker lines, but in fact, it is not.

His heart is very delicate, and it can be seen from the way he responded to the anger caused by Tang Jiulu's words before.

Without saying a word, he directly asked Tyrone to apologize, not only did not lose face of the Liyi clan, but gave them a good reputation for daring to do things.

Although it is a gambling contract now, and the agreement is a stick of incense, it is lit early, and he does not care about the time, but takes the initiative to shorten the time.

On the face of it, everyone's original resistance to Tang Jiulu and their forced bet has been reduced a lot.

But in fact, the Titan had his own careful thoughts, as long as he frustrated Tang San as soon as he came up, then others would only say that this gamble would only be strong.

And when Tang San and Tang Jiulu took the Tang Sect to join the Liyi clan, he saluted Corporal Xian again, entertained him with a very high standard, and then made Tai Nuo apologize.

In this way, a bad thing becomes a good thing.

The Titan thought it was quite good, but he misestimated Tang San's true ability to resist pressure.

If the bet was compared to a battle, then in the face of a powerful opponent of level seventy or eighty, Tang San might indeed not be able to resist a stick of incense.

But it's hard to talk about how to resist pressure.

What's more, in Tang Jiulu's heart, Tang San was able to carry a stick of incense under the confrontation of Zhao Wuji when he first entered the academy, Tang San was only at the level at that time, how could he not resist the coercion of the Titans now.

Although it was said that Zao Wou-Ki had released water at that time, it was very likely that the current Titan would not release water again, but Tang San was also very different from before.

When the surrounding students saw Tang San's appearance, they already knew that the Titan had begun to release his coercion.

"Shall we make a bet too?"

"Okay, I'll bet Tang San to win."

"Then I'll bet on Tyrone's grandfather to win."

"Although Tyrone's grandfather is very strong, he won't be able to overwhelm Tang San just by coercion, right?"

"Cut, then you don't know how good Grandpa Tyrone is."

"Although the moment I saw him throwing incense was indeed very powerful, the real strength should be sixty or seventy, right?"

"Then you are wrong, Tyrone's grandfather Titan, nicknamed Hercules King, but an eighty-six-level Contra Douluo, is only 4 levels away from Title Douluo!"

This student obviously knows the Titan very well, "And he is a strength-type soul master, and the oppression of soul power is definitely stronger." No matter how talented Tang San is, he is only level forty-five, how can he win? ”

What he said made some of the students around him think.

Indeed, no matter how powerful Tang San is, it is also a strong potential, and now that he has not grown up, how can he win directly against a powerhouse of level eighty-six.

The point is that Tyrone's grandfather is clearly going to want Tang San and Tang Jiulu to join his family, and it is impossible for Tang San to win.

Thinking of this, the faces of those students became ugly.

They finally figured out that this was a conspiracy of the Titans, no, a conspiracy.

Some students couldn't help but shout beside them, "Don't compare, Tyrone's grandfather just wants to force you to submit, and he will definitely not win!" ”

Tang Jiulu glanced at the student, saw his slightly flushed face, and smiled.

"It's okay, I believe in the third brother, he will definitely win!"

The arrow has to be sent on the string, and now that they have started, how can they stop shouting?

The cadets apparently realized that it was too late to say that.

They didn't care about their bets, and began to cheer for Tang San on the side.

The Titan smiled in his heart, although he understood it, but it was too late now.

He, a pure strength-type soul master, was no better than other soul masters, and his single attribute could bring stronger pressure to Tang San.

He increased the pressure on Tang San again and again, wanting to quickly solve this gambling contract.

Tang San's position at this moment, from time to time, there would be fluctuations in the distortion of the air.

Every time the pressure increased, he felt like his body was about to be crushed.

This is the oppression of the Mighty King Titan's pure strength aura, and this oppression is more reflected in Tang San's body.

The Blue Silver Grass appeared quickly, just like in Dugu Bo before, forming a large cocoon around Tang San, and began to move in a regular rhythm.

This is the rhythm of four or two thousand catties, which can relieve a lot of pressure on Tang San.

As soon as the large cocoon of the blue silver grass appeared, the Titan's eyes narrowed slightly.

But with his vision, just by breathing, he understood the role of this soul technique.

The Titan laughed out loud, "Okay, I actually comprehended my own soul skill, and it is such a useful soul skill, it is worthy of being a little monster." ”

Titan's praise made the faces of the surrounding students happy.

But then, his words hit the bottom of the hope that the students had finally mentioned.

"It's just that this kind of soul technique still has an effect on the pressure of other soul masters, but it ...... in front of me."

Titan's words don't need to be said very clearly, because everyone understands the next scene.

Tang San was a little unsupportable in an instant, and fell to the ground on one knee.

The reason is simple, because the Titan once again increased the pressure.

Under sheer pressure, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass played less and less of a role, and even fluctuations became extremely difficult.

In this way, the self-created soul technique of four or two thousand catties could not be used.

The clothes on Tang San's body were already soaked with his sweat, and drop by drop of sweat fell to the ground.

His embarrassed appearance made the students present close their mouths and clench their fists nervously one by one.

Titan's coercion at this time had increased to eighty percent, and the corners of his mouth hooked slightly.

With such strength, a level forty-five soul master would definitely not be able to support it.

Tang San is going to lose!

The surrounding students were nervously speechless, and Oscar was also anxious, so he simply grabbed Zao Wou-ki's wrist and said eagerly,

"Teacher Zhao, go and stop them!"

(End of chapter)