Chapter 284: Torture Master

Hearing Tang San's defense, Han Tao smiled calmly.

"Is what he said true?"

Xue Qinghe was actually afraid.

Han Tao shook his head and took out a manuscript from the soul guide, which contained an analysis and summary of medicinal materials and data:

"His toxicology level is okay, but it's still just a mixture of medicinal materials and medicinal materials."

Wuhun Palace once recruited Yang Wushuang from the Broken Clan, and some mixed pharmacology records were included in it. Qian Renxue retorted with confusion: "Isn't this the case with pharmacology?"

"In pharmacology, the simplest thing is the combination of medicinal properties and medicinal properties. Using certain instruments to extract the medicinal properties from medicinal materials and then mixing them."

"What is more complicated is the integration of the medicinal materials as a whole. Going one step further, the soul master's bloodline and martial soul need to be taken into consideration."

Han Tao tried to explain pharmacology as simply as possible.

But when he saw Qian Renxue's confused look, he knew that he was playing the piano to others.

"The powder of Sunshine Sunflower follows this part of the theory."

Qian Renxue's Seraph Martial Spirit has a strong "power of the sun", and with the help of Sunshine Sunflower Powder, she can strengthen her dissolution of the "fire element" and eliminate the poison of the Yin Ming Needle from the outside world.

"So much." Xue Qinghe frowned: "In short, your pharmacological level is higher than his?"

"certainly!"

Han Tao nodded confidently.

the other side,

After hearing Tang San's complicated explanation, Yu Xiaogang had no choice but to believe his apprentice.

"Let's start, I can bear it as a teacher!"

However, Gangzi overestimated his own will.

Tang San squatted down and moved the blade, peeling off piece after piece of flesh and blood tissue.

"Ah~~it hurts!"

Yu Xiaogang screamed one after another, but it didn't last long before he fell down and fainted.

"Trash!" Poison Douluo said calmly.

"You can't bear this little pain. Are you really a pampered waste from a large sect? How dare you call yourself a 'master'?"

Tang San looked bitter.

In fact, the master's fainting also had his own reasons.

Because he had exhausted his physical strength before, when performing such a high-precision surgery, there were huge flaws in his power control.

Under the blade, dozens of huge wounds appeared on the master's back.

The blood dripped along the skin and onto the ground, making an embarrassing "ticking" sound.

"Grandmaster!"

"Master, hold on, I can definitely save you!"

Tang San called into Yu Xiaogang's ear while driving the blade.

Under his control, the flowing blood and muscles eroded into a mess, which was so disgusting that it was difficult to look straight at it.

"Ah!"

Poison Douluo laughed out loud with disdain: "He is indeed a good disciple taught by the master."

The tone is so subtle that it is difficult to detect the sarcasm:

"Your treatment techniques are worthy of your words."

"Don't disturb me!" Tang San waved his hand and pushed Dugu Bo away.

I don't care about his strength at this time, I only have my dear master at the moment.

Perhaps Poison Douluo's taunt aroused the anger in Tang San's heart. Under the influence of emotion, Tang San's fingers became extremely firm this time.

The blade danced and the operation was completed.

"That's it!"

Get close to the master and speak piously into the ear: "Teacher, the toxins have been eliminated by me."

The call from the Close Blade pulled Yu Xiaogang back from the edge of life and death, and its fingers twitched slightly.

Poison Douluo frowned slightly: "Did you survive?"

"It really opened my eyes. In this situation, your teacher could actually survive?"

"How should I put it? Fortune is great and destiny is great. I feel that this description is inappropriate. It should harm the legacy for thousands of years."

He commented lightly that he had originally planned to open the champagne, but he didn't expect that Yu Xiaogang could actually survive.

Not far away, Han Tao also shook his head.

"Golden Holy Dragon Bloodline."

"Although it doesn't change your talent, strength, or predicament, you are indeed worthy of the title of 'master' when it comes to resisting beatings."

Seeing his master's wound as deep as the bone, Tang San suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a healing soul skill.

Quickly activating his soul skills, the healing light of the thousand-year-old begonia flower slowly fell on Yu Xiaogang's body.

"Damn it!"

Tang San felt annoyed: "If I had used this soul skill on myself at that time, perhaps the master would not have been so seriously injured."

Although the thousand-year-old crabapple flower does not have the microscopic power to repair meridians.

However, at the macro level of the treatment, the effect was still extremely significant. Under the influence of the light, the trauma behind the master gradually eased.

The blood no longer drips.

The master slowly opened his eyes, and the severe pain in his back and the weakness caused by blood loss once again appeared in his perception.

It wanted to scream, but it could only make a "wuwu" sound.

Poison Douluo stared at Tang San: "This soul skill is actually well chosen!"

When Yu Xiaogang heard his praise, he was extremely weak and panted heavily, coughing and articulating words. He never forgot to attribute the credit to himself: "Of course!"

"This... is carefully selected by me and tailor-made for Blue Silver Grass."

It didn't mention that the soul ring was chosen based on Han Tao, but occupied all the reputation.

"Master, please stop talking!"

"This is your achievement, I understand!" Tang San held the master's hands.

The two weak, dirty-faced hands were firmly held together, and Tang San's expression was faintly moved:

"I didn't expect that when the master was about to die, he was still thinking about his Blue Silver Grass, but he ignored his intentions."

Poison Douluo waved his hand: "Okay!"

"You guys don't want to be here and perform some show of master-disciple affection for me."

"Undo the master's poison, Tang San. Let's count you passing this first level."

In fact,

Poison Douluo didn't care about the test at all, because Tang San had eliminated the poison from the Yin Ming Needle before.

His purpose in doing this was just to torture Yu Xiaogang under the guise of a bet.

"Can you tell me now, how to resolve the poison I've received?"

After hearing this, Tang San finally felt relieved.

"Your poison has penetrated deep into your bone marrow. It is not that simple to resolve it, but after all, I learned from the master and retain absolute professionalism in theory."

Tang San spoke confidently, and the master raised his head arrogantly, and the two of them greeted each other.

Yu Xiaogang: "Realgar can detoxify the Biphosphorus Snake King, but I discovered it."

Dugu Bo waved his hand and pushed aside this trivial guy Yu Xiaogang, and then looked into Tang San's eyes: "Tell me the process in detail!"

Feeling a little chilled by his gaze, Tang San hesitated and said: "Simple, find a pair of ten-thousand-year soul bones."

"Only by injecting the unbearable toxins in your body into your soul bones can the effects of the toxins on you be alleviated."

"Oh?" Dugu Bo was slightly curious.

Tang San continued to add: "And I happen to know the whereabouts of a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone."

Following his apprentice's words, Yu Xiaogang's eyes suddenly brightened, and some kind of thought slowly arose.

He pointed towards Han Tao and said, "That's him!"

"Han Tao won the championship in the National Elite Soul Master Competition. The champion will be rewarded with three ten-thousand-year soul bones. As the captain, he will definitely be able to grab all the soul bones."

Tang San was secretly proud.

Now, his father was disturbed by the Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect and was unable to help him.

But what if, with the help of Poison Douluo.

By catching Han Tao, wouldn't it be possible to coerce the emperor and order the princes to force Sword Douluo and Ning Fengzhi to give way?

Thinking of this, Tang San had an inexplicable smile on his face:

"With your title Douluo's strength, you can definitely capture Han Tao and seize this ten-thousand-year-old soul bone by force!"

Yu Xiaogang: "Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo have been restrained by Haotian Douluo, the time is urgent."