Chapter 182 Tang San Felt the Taste of Death

Silver light danced in the field, the sound of metal clashing was endless, and many audiences in the audience began to comment.

Tang San, a newcomer from Shrek Academy, and Yan Sansi from Wuhun Hall Academy were fighting fiercely.

Both of them were soul masters of about level 30, but they showed amazing strength and skills that were different from the past.

"Today's fighting spirit is not bad. Who is that newcomer? He can fight back and forth with Yan Sansi." A middle-aged man wearing glasses carefully observed the situation on the field.

"Look at that clothes, he should be a student of Shrek, right?" A young man next to him looked carefully at the funny clothes of Tang San who kept dodging Yan Sansi's attacks and said.

"Shrek? That school full of troublemakers? It's actually a bit powerful. Before, I saw that most of Yan Sansi's opponents couldn't handle his combo and were knocked out." A boy in a college uniform next to him laughed. He was a student of Canghui Academy and looked down on Shrek Academy.

"I heard that Yan Sansi's martial soul is the most common guard iron spear. How did he become so powerful in just over a month?" The young man seemed to be quite interested in Yan Sansi's strength.

"You don't know this, right? During the Holy Revenge War with the Xingluo Empire, that kid was recruited into the enemy's rear troops." The man with glasses said mysteriously.

"What? The army that made the Xingluo people so chaotic?" The young man asked in surprise.

"That's right. It is said that there are many people from the Small Samsara Academy in that team. It is normal for Yan Sansi to learn one or two tricks from it." The man with glasses said proudly.

An old man in a black robe couldn't help but interrupt the nonsense here.

+"What's the connection? I can see clearly that Yan Sansi's every move is exactly the same as what is taught in the school run by the Spirit Hall. How come it is from the Small Samsara Academy in your school?"

"Aren't they from the same family? If it were you, would you give the right to govern the country to other organizations? In my opinion, the Pope and the teacher of the Small Samsara Academy are probably..." The man with glasses wanted to continue.

"Fuck, watch the game, watch the game, you don't want to die, but I want to die." A fat man in red clothes next to him interrupted him.

The battle on the field was as fierce as a volcanic eruption. Tang San and Yan Sansi refused to give in. Their soul power consumption was getting bigger and bigger. I don't know who will laugh last.

The long-term continuous attack consumed a lot of Yan Sansi's physical strength, but the tip of his gun was still pointed steadily at Tang San, without a single flaw. His eyes were as sharp as a blade, and he didn't miss any opportunity.

After Tang San used the Purple Demon Eye and other Xuantian Baolu secret skills continuously, his soul power and mental power were greatly consumed. It was too difficult for him, a Tang Sect disciple who took the high-attack and high-sensitivity route, to defend for a long time without attacking.

Fine beads of sweat oozed from his forehead, and his breathing became a little rapid.

However, it was not without progress. In the previous battle, Tang San quietly spread a larger area of ​​blue silver grass in the moment when he could breathe.

These blue silver grasses spread on the ground like tentacles, waiting for the opportunity.

As long as Yan Sansi's activity space is gradually compressed, victory will eventually belong to him.

Tang San thought secretly in his heart that in terms of patience, this former sect disciple has the confidence to be no less than anyone.

Yan Sansi slowly adjusted his breath and urged the effect of Yangyuan Jue. He understood that to deal with control-type soul masters, he must use continuous offensives to make them not intend to set traps and control the rhythm of the battle.

Unfortunately, the opponent seemed to be very familiar with his melee mode that he had just learned. All his moves were resolved by the opponent. He was obviously the first group of people to come into contact with this kind of fighting thought. How could such a wild monster appear?

Within three breaths, Yan Sansi completed his breathing and urged the second soul ring to attack again.

"Vacuum Blade!"

This second soul skill increases the attack range of the gun blade. As the speed of the gun blade increases, the vacuum blade will gradually increase the attack range as it accelerates. Yan Sansi hopes to break the deadlock.

Yan Sansi danced with his spear, forming an airtight wind blade wheel on both sides of his body. With this, he stepped into the range of Tang San's blue silver grass and cut a path under the high-speed cutting of the blade.

Tang San knew that he could no longer hide his shortcomings. The three soul skills of the blue silver grass, whether entanglement, parasitism, or the latest division, could not cause danger to Yan Sansi, and he had to use other means.

Yes, Tang San's third soul skill has changed because of the butterfly effect. Perhaps Xiao Wu knew how to cover up and didn't lure out Er Ming, or maybe the enemy's rear troops had killed the human-faced demon spider when they crossed the Star Dou Great Forest.

When Tang San broke through level 30, he didn't meet the well-known actor human-faced demon spider who had entangled with him for many times.

Tang San passed the moonlit night of the 24 bridges, and a flash of silver light flashed in his hand. It was a flying knife thrown with the Lao Yan Fen Fei technique.

Yan Sansi looked solemn, and his dancing spear knocked off several flying knives, but the hidden weapon flying at a tricky angle still scratched his shoulder and calf.

A buzz suddenly broke out in the audience.

"Using flying knives! It's too unethical!"

"It's worthy of being a student taught by Shrek."

"Yan Sansi! Don't lose to such a person!"

Yan Sansi was furious. He didn't expect to meet such an opponent. He was happy to meet an opponent who could fight with him for so many rounds. Now Yan Sansi, who was attacked by surprise, felt as bad as a green egg.

He gritted his teeth and thought: I want to let you know what real martial arts is!

Yan Sansi, who was originally steady and cautious, was aroused by anger and used his most proud thousand-year soul ring.

The third soul ring shone brightly, splitting the mirror! Four blurred shadows of the guard iron spears appeared behind Yan Sansi.

This soul skill can copy several weapon spirits in a short time, giving the guard iron spear weapon spirit, which was originally a single weapon, more choices.

Tang San didn't dare to be careless when seeing the shining soul ring, and three flying knives came out one after another.

Yan Sansi bounced one with a seabed wave, and then used the dark cloud to shoot down the flying knife that was flying straight to his chest. Finally, he twisted his waist with a horse stance and knocked away the last flying knife.

Tang San saw that his moves were no longer effective, and in anger, he used the Flower Rain technique that he had used against Zhao Wuji, and a bunch of hidden weapons flew out of his hands.

Yan Sansi clenched his gun and summoned another Guard Iron Spear from the shadow. He held the gun with both hands and performed the Flower Dance Circle. With a turn, he knocked away four flying knives, and then used the Double Gun to clear the clouds and see the sun to sweep away the three flying knives coming towards him.

He danced with both hands, knocking away countless hidden weapons with the posture of the Flower Spear. The vacuum blade became more and more solid as Yan Sansi danced, and the efficiency of clearing away the hidden weapons became higher and higher.

Continuously performing the hidden weapon technique at high speed consumed too much for Tang San, who had been fighting for a while, and his soul power was constantly approaching a dangerous situation.

Yan Sansi saw that Tang San's offensive showed a flaw, and immediately changed his moves. First, he clenched his gun and summoned three Guard Iron Spears, then the first soul ring flashed, and the sharp meaning was attached to the tip of the gun.

Three copied guard iron spears were thrown out in succession. The first one was the silver spear that Yan Sansi danced with to speed up and had a long-accumulated vacuum blade. At this time, the silver spear could even be called a spear because of the blade.

This spear, with a force that broke through the air, went straight to Tang San's chest.

Yan Sansi rushed forward with a poisonous dragon out of the cave and followed the thrown guard iron spear.

Tang San couldn't care so much at this time. The third soul ring lit up and the branch soul skill was used. There were more blue silver grass on the ground. The branch can double the number of blue silver grass, which can be said to be the same as the mirror image.

Then the first soul skill was entangled, and the dense vines entangled Yan Sansi who was rushing forward at a fast speed.

Tang San wanted to use these vines to delay time and give himself a chance to avoid Yan Sansi's attack.

But he underestimated Yan Sansi's strength. Yan Sansi was not blocked by the vines. He used his gun blade and vacuum blade to cut off all the vines, and flew through like a butterfly.

A flash of determination flashed in his eyes. He knew that this was his last chance. He wanted to end the battle with this blow.

He aimed his gun blade at Tang San's heart, then accelerated suddenly, like a silver lightning, rushing straight towards Tang San.

Who do you want to win?