Chapter 177 Lan Yincao Is Indeed a Useless Martial Spirit

The next moment, "呲呲呲"

Blades suddenly sprung up from the ground with Lin Manshan as the center. Viewed from a distance, the densely packed blades on the arena spread rapidly like ripples of water, and a mountain of knives rose up from the ground.

"Gulu gulu." The Adam's apple surged, and the audience felt as if their breathing was somewhat stagnant, and they were stunned.

Did he use the sharp blade from the sky to fill the arena with his soul power, and then re-activate it in some way to condense it into a blade? The released soul power can actually be used twice. How did he do it? In the spectator seats, all the students were dumbfounded. At the same time, they were also thinking in their hearts whether there was a connection between the two super-wide range skills that Lin Manshan released before and after.

After all, the coverage of the two skills is too wide, and the consumption of soul power is absolutely terrifying. Even the Soul King cannot afford to play like this. Only the secondary use of soul power can sustain this kind of consumption.

But at this moment in the ring, everyone in Shrek was completely overwhelmed by the mountain of knives. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh," there was no time to react. They didn't even have time to eat the flying sausages to digest, and there was no room to dodge. The Shrek members who were still standing in the ring were suddenly hit in the lower body by the blade rising from the ground, and screamed in agony.

Even Tang San, who reacted in time, was still stabbed in his calves and feet, even though he had propped himself up with the Eight Spider Spears and was nearly two meters above the ground.

The only one who was not injured was Xiao Wu. Before, Tang San relied on the Eight Spider Spears to help block the Heavenly Blade. But just now, he was immediately lifted up with his hands wrapped around his waist. This was also the reason why Tang San had no time to retract his feet and was injured.

Tai Long and Huang Yuan on the other side were not so lucky, their legs were already bloody.

Dai Mubai was deliberately avoided by Lin Manshan and was lying in the open space far away moaning in pain. No one can kill anyone in the Soul Master Competition. This is a hard and fast rule.

However, Lin Manshan's attack did not stop, and he quickly stood up again, holding the knife in his right hand and waving it violently.

"Fierce light in the dark night!" A beam of light about 1.5 meters long poured out from the blade and headed straight for Tang San.

"Damn it!" Tang San, who had already relied on two Eight Spider Spears to chop off the surrounding blades that had not yet dissipated, had red eyes, and his teeth were gritting loudly, but he had no choice but to continue to use the Eight Spider Spears to split the surrounding blades, and hug him. Use Xiao Wu to jump and dodge.

"Third brother, how about we admit defeat?" Xiao Wu, who was being held in his arms, glanced in the direction of Lin Manshan, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his voice and said.

At this time, the blades on the ground were gradually dissipating. Looking around, except for them, the other teammates were already lying on the ground.

The ground was soaked in blood and looked extremely miserable.

The two words "admit defeat" filled Tang San's heart, but in an instant they turned into endless unwillingness.

It was simply a shame for him to admit defeat before even having a head-on confrontation.

He raised his head and shouted to Lin Manshan, "Lin Manshan, do you dare to fight alone?"

"Okay." Lin Manshan glanced at Dai Mubai and the others who were lying on the ground, as well as Flanders and others who had already rushed out from the competition channel on the side of the ring with Jiangzhu, put away their swords and stood there, and responded calmly.

"Xiao Wu, you go down first." Tang San put down Xiao Wu and said softly.

"Third brother." Xiao Wu's face was full of worry.

"Xiao Wu, I must face this battle." Tang San's eyes were firm and he replied sonorously and forcefully.

Xiao Wu suddenly fell silent, then nodded slightly, "Then be careful."

After saying that, he turned around and ran towards Huang Yuan who was lying on the ground. On the other side, Flanders and others, who had received permission from the referee, also quickly rushed to the ring. Jiangzhu launched his soul skills in the first world and gave treatment. The others carried Dai Mubai, Huang Yuan, and Tai Long on their backs and headed towards them. Walk outside the ring.

Soon, only Tang San and Lin Manshan were left in the arena, looking at each other more than ten meters apart.

The latter nodded slightly, "Tang San, come on."

Tang San didn't say a word. The next second, he turned his hand and two sausages suddenly appeared in his hand. He swallowed one of them without hesitation, and his face quickly returned to rosy. With the medicinal power of crystal blood dragon ginseng in the body and the recovery sausage, the leg trauma was recovered in just a few breaths. He landed on his feet, retracted the eight spider spears behind his back, and swallowed the second one. Purple light shone from his back, and a pair of film-like wings spread out quickly.

"???"

What about the promised duel? How to eat sausages made by teammates using soul skills? Forget about recovering from injuries, how come you also get the ability to fly?

Others, Lin Manshan, have released several skills, but they are not in full condition now. If he had taken advantage of the victory and pursued it, he would have won long ago.

"Shameless!" The audience suddenly booed.

Even Xue Ye and Ning Fengzhi, who were sitting in the VIP seats, frowned slightly, including Sword Douluo who was standing behind Ning Fengzhi.

Salas, who was sitting on the other side, even sneered, "Oh, I'm really shameless."

"Tang San, you really haven't changed." Lin Manshan said calmly.

Tang San didn't answer, he flapped his wings lightly on his back and quickly rose into the air, with only one thought in his mind.

That is to defeat Lin Manshan.

"咻" The figure quickly approached, his hands were filled with blue light, and six white dragon eye-sized light groups were suddenly clamped on his fingertips.

Immediately, "咻咻咻" swung his hands and shot directly at Lin Manshan.

"It's useless, Tang San, your spirit toxin is too weak for me." Lin Manshan said calmly.

Let’s not talk about eating fairy grass, which has high poison resistance.

For more than a year, his body had been soaked in medicine almost every day, which not only assisted his training but also improved his body's poison resistance. It could be said that it was a preparation specifically for Tang San. Even though his body was not yet invulnerable to a hundred poisons, it was still easy to resist the toxins attached to Tang San's blue silver grass martial spirit. After all, when he was refining the medicine, the target was Dugu Bo's martial soul's poison.

The two are not on the same level at all.

Tang San said nothing, but when he saw six spores approaching, he softly spat out, "Explode!"

Six spores exploded instantly, and dust flew into the forest.

The latter waved his left hand lightly and walked out calmly.

"I said, it's useless. Don't forget that my second profession is a doctor. I have been exposed to drugs for many years. Although my body is not immune to all poisons, it is not offended by ordinary poisons." Lin Manshan shook his head slightly, his face Full of disappointment, "Tang San, if you only know these unattractive tricks, it's really disappointing."

"Parasite." Tang San spat out softly again.

As soon as he finished speaking, vines sprouted from Lin Manshan's body and spread around his body.

The next second, Lin Manshan waved his knife-wielding right hand lightly, and his whole body's momentum suddenly exploded, and the vines on his body were exploded on the spot. The disappointment on his face was even greater, "Tang San, your Blue Silver Grass martial spirit is still so fragile."

Lan Yincao was indeed a useless martial spirit. Tang San gritted his teeth, filled with resentment in his heart, and kept silent.

The poison is useless, and I can't control it. Continuing to use the Blue Silver Grass martial soul to release soul skills is just a waste of soul power. If I want to win, I can't help but think in my heart.

"So strong! It's not on the same level at all." In the spectator seats, the academy teams that had played against Team Shrek were all dumbfounded. Tang San's Blue Silver Grass vines were not so fragile when they were tied up.

But Lin Manshan can break it easily. This is definitely a gap in level.

"Sect Master Ning, has Nephew Lin already broken through to the Soul King?" Xue Ye at the VIP table couldn't help but ask.

"About this, Your Majesty, I can't tell." Ning Fengzhi shook his head slightly and turned to look at Sword Douluo standing on one side, "What did Uncle Chen see?"

"This is the result of perfect control of one's own soul power. The soul power is condensed and never disperses. The impact of the burst in an instant is no worse than ordinary soul skills." Sword Douluo nodded slightly, "My self-created soul The combination of skills and swords was only realized after reaching an extremely high level of control over one's own soul power. No longer relying on soul skills, pursuing the essence of soul power is to return to nature."

Speaking of this, a glimmer of hope flashed in his eyes.

"My father once said that if you can reach the extreme on the road, you will be able to burst out with great power in every move, and every move will be as good as the soul skill. This is also the realm I have been pursuing."

"And Lin Manshan, this kid, has undoubtedly already embarked on this path, and has already begun to get a glimpse of the door."

The tone was filled with admiration.

After saying that, he shook his head again, "In addition, I can feel that Lin Manshan's child's soul power is extremely thick and domineering, with a sharp aura. If my expectations are correct, what the martial soul absorbs should be of high quality. A pretty powerful spirit beast spirit ring. After all, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass is a plant-based martial spirit, and the spirit ring's absorption properties tend to add poison, so its toughness is naturally inferior."

"Not to mention the same level, even if Lin Manshan's child's soul power level is worse, it is not difficult to break free."

Hearing this, Xue Ye couldn't help but sigh, "Nephew Lin's understanding and talent are really enviable."

"Indeed." Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly.

PS: I have to work overtime.