Chapter 165 Black Hammer

Tang San and Dai Mubai's complexions instantly turned red, they felt slighted.

Yu Tianheng couldn't help clenching his fists. As the direct descendant of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Yang Yunhai's words made him feel uncomfortable.

"Yang Yunhai, you will pay for your arrogance!" Tang San looked gloomy, turning his head to look at Oscar and Ning Rongrong.

Oscar understood, and raised his hand to throw the recovery sausage in his hand.

Shameless! There is a feeling of going up to one-on-one! Although Ning Rongrong was reluctant, he still raised the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda in his hand.

"Shua..." The vine wall on one side suddenly opened, and a black shadow flashed out. The two of them stopped their movements immediately, and their bodies froze together.

They had sharp claws on their necks, very sharp ones.

"It's so fast!" In the spectator seats, all the contestants from the colleges were taken aback, and turned to look at their own soul masters of the agility attack department.

"Don't look at me, I'm trash!" Someone said solemnly.

"Others have the fourth ten-thousand-year spirit ring, and I compare it with my head? I'm also very desperate!" Someone defended in a low voice.

The auxiliary soul masters felt that their necks were a little cold, and they shrank subconsciously.

"Bang bang." There were two crisp sounds from the amplified soul guide, and Ning Rongrong and Oscar fell to the ground.

So fast! There wasn't even time to save people, the vine walls on both sides were too close, Tang San's expression sank.

Then Zhu Zhuqing glanced at Ma Hongjun who was lying on the ground, the petrification effect on his body had faded, he quickly made a kick and hit the neck directly.

"." Tang San remained silent, turning his head to look forward.

"Hiss!" Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai suddenly felt pain in their thighs. Discomfort such as nausea and vomiting quickly rushed to my heart, and a chill ran up my spine.

"It's poison! When?" The pupils of the two looked up at Duguyan standing on top of the rattan dragon.

The latter raised his head and snapped his fingers, and the two suddenly felt something dissipate in their trouser legs.

"Plop. Puff." The heartbeat accelerated violently, cold sweat crept up on his forehead, his body softened, and he knelt down on one knee uncontrollably.

"." Tang San's expression became even more gloomy.

"How about it, do you want to admit defeat?" Yang Yunhai smiled slightly, his tone was gentle, without any hint of sarcasm.

But to Tang San's ears, it was a completely different feeling.

It felt like the other party stretched out his hand and hooked his fingers, and said arrogantly, "Come here! Come and hit me! If you think you can't beat me, then admit defeat! Waste!" There is no difference.

This is an extreme provocation.

He couldn't tolerate this kind of provocation, and he didn't want to lose to Yang Yunhai again.

Back then, he and Yang Yunhai both came out of Notting Junior Soul Master Academy. He was born full of soul power, and possessed the unique knowledge of the Tang Sect. Yang Yunhai's innate soul power is 0.5, and he is a grassroots orphan. When he was about to graduate, his soul power was level 29, while Yang Yunhai was only able to break through to become a great soul master. The gap between the two could be called cloud and mud. But now, the other party has come from behind and surpassed him in all aspects.

The strength of the cultivation base and martial soul surpassed because of the fairy grass, and the understanding also surpassed it, which made him feel very dissatisfied!

If it weren't for the inability to use hidden weapons on the field, how could this Yang Yunhai be my opponent? I felt very aggrieved in my heart.

But now, how to win! ?

Hidden weapons cannot be used, and the Blue Silver Grass Wuhun is vulnerable!

For the first time, he felt that it was a mistake for him to choose to practice the Blue Silver Grass Wuhun first. The blue silver grass martial soul is basically a waste martial soul, unless it takes immortal grass like Yang Yunhai and evolves again. Yang Yunhai's comprehension of martial arts is indeed powerful, but if it weren't for the extremely high strength endowed by the immortal rank, he might not have won it in his hands. Even if the realm is Soul Sect, one level higher than him.

After all, he still has the Xuantian Treasure Record, and he still has a lot of useless stunts.

Martial soul, martial soul. Inexplicably, he thought of another martial soul of his own, known as the most powerful martial soul on the mainland, the most explosive, and capable of restraining most weapon souls.

Yang Yunhai's Blue Silver Grass Wuhun is also a Weapon Wuhun.

Since the Blue Silver Grass is not good, then I will change it and smash all obstacles with absolute power!

Thinking of this, Tang San's eyes calmed down, and said lightly: "Admit defeat? Yang Yunhai, you must have underestimated me too!"

"My teammates have lost their mobility, how about letting them go first?"

Yang Yunhai frowned, nodded slightly, "Okay!"

Said, wiped his chest, took out a porcelain bottle and threw it at Tang San, "This is the antidote, let the two of you take it."

Tang San didn't say much, raised his hand to take it lightly, strode up to Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai, lifted the cap of the bottle and poured out the pill.

"Leave it to me, you take the other team members down first." While speaking, he handed the antidote to the two of them.

The two looked at each other, nodded slightly, took the antidote and took it quickly.

Soon, his pale complexion became rosy again, and his strength recovered a lot. Looking back at Yang Yunhai, Yu Tianheng's eyes inexplicably flashed a trace of complexity. Yang Yunhai was still the same as before, upright and not afraid of challenges.

As for him, he couldn't help but think of what Dugu Yan and Second Grandpa had said to him, he was too talkative. Although each is their own master, he did leak Yang Yunhai's information.

Inexplicably, a trace of shame welled up in his heart, and he walked back with his head slightly lowered.

Dai Mubai glanced at Yang Yunhai unwillingly, and followed him step by step.

"Yanzi, Zhuqing, you guys go down too." Yang Yunhai's voice came again.

Yanzi Yu Tianheng trembled all over, what a familiar name. Turning his head to look at Dugu Yan, he saw that the other party's gaze was completely on Yang Yunhai, and he nodded obediently. As if he understood something, he hurriedly turned his head, and couldn't help but feel a little lost in his forward pace.

Unexpectedly, Dugu Bo really made it happen. At the VIP table, Ning Fengzhi's gaze flickered.

This is both good news and bad news. The former corresponds to the sect, and the latter corresponds to the daughter Rongrong.

On the ring, Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, and strode towards Dugu Yan who had already jumped to the ground.

Passed by Dai Mubai, the latter obviously clenched his fists, showing resentment and unwillingness.

"One-on-one, it's fair!" Yang Yunhai nodded slightly, raised his hand, and the surrounding vine walls, vine dragons, and blue silver grass all disappeared.

Tang San looked indifferent, waiting quietly.

Soon, all the players left the field, only him and Yang Yunhai were left standing on the field.

"This Tang San is really pretending!" In the spectator seats of the Blazing Team, some players curled their lips and commented.

"What is this Yang Yunhai thinking? He actually gave Tang San a chance to single out." Huo Wushuang said.

"Is there a possibility that you want to take revenge just and honestly? By the way, let Tang San lose face?" Said the team member on the side, "Didn't the team leader say that Tang San used artificial hidden weapons against Yang Yunhai and the others on the Soul Fighting Stage before?" Pain the killer."

"There are so many people watching? The opportunity is given, if Tang San is laid down, will he lose face?"

"So, what is this Tang San pretending to be? You don't really think that you can beat the Soul Sect alone, do you?"

"." The team members began to discuss one after another.

Then Tang San withdrew the Blue Silver Grass spirit, grabbed it with his right hand, and a small black hammer appeared.