Chapter 77 If the spear is stained with feces, whoever you poke will die! Tang San immediately admit
At this moment, Tang San in the distance in front of him launched a blue-silver entanglement on the black-robed man.
Dozens of yellow-green vines as thick as forearms rushed over quickly.
Because the distance between the two was not close at this moment, the man in black robe reacted and took action decisively.
"Bah-~!"
He held the gun body in his right hand and moved quickly, the tip of the gun flashing with cold light drawing a series of sparks on the ground.
At this moment, Lan Yincao had arrived about a foot in front of him.
"The first soul skill - sweep!"
The man in black once again used his first soul skill.
The cold light flashed past, and wherever the gun shadow passed, the blue silver grass was cut off instantly.
But then there were drops of unknown liquid-solid mixture splashing towards the man in black robe.
He dodged quickly and slowly, but was still splashed on him.
Suddenly, my stomach turned.
"Wow——~!"
He held the gun and spat it out.
I almost vomited out all the food I ate yesterday.
It's really disgusting.
In all his life, he has never encountered such a disgusting soul master.
Today is just my first visit to Soto City.
I'm thinking of coming to the Great Soul Fighting Arena to play.
Who would have ever thought of encountering such a thing!
Now I finally know why the guy on the other side wears a mask to fight.
If you use this shameless dirty trick and don't hide your identity, you will probably be beaten to death when you leave the Soto Great Soul Fighting Arena!
"Shua——~!"
At this moment, five or six bluesilver grasses rushed over again, as if they were enchanted.
The man in black robe suppressed the discomfort in his heart and held the gun.
"Since you don't follow the rules, don't blame me!"
There was a hint of crazy cruelty in his eyes.
His eyes were already focused on the pile of disgusting things surrounding Tang San.
In the view of the man in black robe, if you want to deal with a disgusting thing like Tang San, you have to be more disgusting than the other person.
His martial spirit is a spear, as long as he can get close.
Within five meters, he is within his attack range.
I once heard a famous saying,
If the spear is stained with feces, whoever you poke will die!
The water gun is filled with urine, and everyone screams!
He never thought that he would use this first move today.
"The situation on the field was a bit beyond our expectations, but..."
"The battle between the two sides seems to be still going on, and it's quite exciting!"
At this moment, the host off the court directly became the commentator.
Because he discovered that in such a harsh environment, the battle in the spirit fighting arena was still going on.
"Fuck, that's awesome!"
"Hahahahaha, today is an eye-opener!"
"Don't tell me, today's ticket is really not in vain!"
"interesting."
After the somewhat funny episode just now, the atmosphere in the venue was ignited again and actually reached a small climax again.
Under everyone's gaze, the man in black robe rushed out with a gun.
The target goes straight to Tang San!
The latter was obviously panicked.
My own blue silver grass was unable to resist the opponent's spear.
It really breaks when touched.
Tang San felt that his soul power was already somewhat insufficient.
Not to mention insisting on the next one-on-one soul fight, even after this one, I'm afraid there won't be much soul power left in the body.
"Shua——~!"
Several strands of bluesilver grass came out under Tang San's control and entangled the black-robed man's feet.
Then, the latter waved his spear lightly, and the blue silver grass was cut off.
In the blink of an eye, he was already five feet away from Tang San.
Tang San clenched his fists.
Now he has already held his breath.
Relying on the operation of Xuantian Kung in the body to move freely.
Although I may be more accepting than others.
But his current position can be said to be in the middle.
To withstand the siege from all sides at the same time.
If you don't hold your breath, you won't be able to bear it.
Now Tang San was betting that his opponent would not dare to enter his "domain".
His guess was correct, most people really didn't dare to ride a horse.
But Tang San didn't expect that he was about to face a crazy and ruthless person.
Finally, after walking about four feet away from Tang San, the man in black robe stopped.
He frowned, looking at the large area of filth in front of him, his stomach churned again.
But this time he held back.
"Shua——~!"
The tip of the gun drew a semi-arc on the ground.
Then, under the horrified eyes of the audience, the man in black robe actually extended the tip of his spear to the many filthy objects in front of him.
I even rolled the tip of the gun to make it look even.
"What!"
Tang San was shocked. He never expected that his opponent would be so crazy!
How dare he!
The audience outside the field has also begun to boil.
"He is really a ruthless person!"
"It's so fresh!"
"Don't tell me, most people would just give up and not fight. It's rare for them to meet each other!"
Huo Feng, Dai Mubai and the others had long lost sight of them.
Fighting like this is really eye-catching, and it's also nauseating.
As for Flender and Zhao Wuji, they managed to bear the physical discomfort with the help of their soul power.
As for Yu Xiaogang next to them, his face was quite unsightly.
Because he knew Tang San's soul fighting.
After making a fool of himself, I'm afraid I'm still going to lose.
This result was obviously unacceptable to him.
Sure enough, the advantage of the black-robed man in the field was already quite obvious at this moment.
After getting close, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass could no longer exert any advantage.
You can only rely on Xuantian Kung and Tang Sect's unique skills to fight with him hand-to-hand.
But the spear's attack range was much larger than Tang San's legs and feet.
In addition, the gun is now enchanted, making the latter even more difficult to resist.
"Hoo, ho--~!"
Tang San, who had been watching each other, suddenly began to breathe heavily.
It's okay if he doesn't breathe, but he almost passes out when he breathes.
The corner of the man in black robe raised a crazy arc.
Staring at Tang San like a vicious wolf seeing its prey.
The latter's hair stood on end and he shivered immediately.
"The second soul skill, Breaking the Army's Continuous Stabs!"
The spear in the black-robed man's hand suddenly changed direction.
The tip of the spear moved forward, stepping out quickly, directly facing Tang San.
Forty-six shots were fired quickly within a few seconds!
Tang San couldn't dodge and fell directly to the ground.
Originally he was still a bit human, but now he has rolled around like this for two times.
It looks extremely scary.
Both physical and mental torture.
There was no hope of winning.
Tang San staggered up from the ground.
Now he can be said to have reached a new level of embarrassment.
Under the gaze of the audience, Tang San staggered out of the spirit fighting arena.
He chose to admit defeat.
Wherever he passed, no one could be seen within a ten-foot radius.
The ones hiding are really further away than the other.
You can watch the excitement, but don’t let the excitement get to you in the end.
"Tsk tsk tsk"
Looking at Tang San leaving in embarrassment, Dai Mubai felt a sense of regret on his face.
"It's a pity that the disciple who had high hopes from the 'Master' fell on the field of his third soul battle."
