Chapter 67 The Soul Saint is invincible, miserable Tang San.
"Soul Saint. Invincible!" Zhao Wuji said leisurely, his broad palm directly grabbed Tang San's head and lifted him up!
"Stop!" Xiao Wu said anxiously, dodged a few times, came to Zhao Wuji's side, jumped up high, and kicked Zhao Wuji on the shoulder.
With this kick, Xiao Wu almost exerted all his energy, but he couldn't shake Zhao Wuji at all!
"Nimble little loach, I've caught you now!" Zhao Wuji said with a smile, throwing Tang San away, instantly grabbing Xiao Wu's ankle and lifting him up.
"Xiao Wu!" Tang San slowly stood up from the ground, looking at Xiao Wu being carried by Zhao Wuji, his eyes were red, he could accept it, Zhao Wuji hurt him!
But he cannot accept that Zhao Wuji hurt her sister Xiaowu. He once swore that he would protect his sister!
"Hey, are you worried about her? But she is in my hands, what can you do to save her?"
"Didn't you say that Soul Saint is not invincible? Now your sister is in my hands. You have to save her."
"Otherwise, I don't know if my attack will be harsher!" Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San and said with a cold expression.
Xiao Wu felt the stinging pain from her ankle, groaned in pain, and looked at Tang San in the distance: "Brother"
"Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu Xiao Wu, you dare to hurt Xiao Wu, you are seeking death!" Tang San said angrily, with his right hand on the soul guide on his waist, looking at the Twenty-Four Bridge on a bright moonlit night.
Several thin golden needles suddenly appeared in his hands, and at the same time, his hands also turned jade-colored!
"Seeking death!" Tang San, extremely angry, suddenly threw out the dragon's beard needles in his hand. Several dragon's beard needles pierced the air and headed towards several of Zhao Wuji's fatal acupuncture points!
"Huh?" Zhao Wuji noticed the thing thrown by Tang San. Although the thing was very small, he was a Soul Saint and his visual ability was extremely powerful, so he could spot it easily.
"What exactly is this small thing?" Zhao Wuji thought in his mind, and instantly released his soul skill.
"The first soul skill: Fudo Ming King Body!"
With the release of his first soul skill, a golden barrier instantly formed around Zhao Wuji, and he almost used his first soul skill, Immovable Ming King Body, to its extreme.
After blocking a few dragon beard needles, his own soul power suddenly bloomed, and the huge soul power instantly shook the dragon beard needles down around him.
Zhao Wuji threw Xiao Wu aside as if throwing away garbage, squatted down, picked up the dragon's beard needle on the ground, and looked at it carefully.
"This thing is even more delicate than hair. What exactly is it?" Zhao Wuji asked doubtfully.
He didn't know what the Dragon Beard Needle was, nor did he know the significance of Tang San using this thing to launch an attack.
Zhao Wuji held the dragon's beard needles scattered on the ground in his hand, walked towards Tang San, and came to Tang San.
Throw the Dragon Beard Needle on the ground.
"Little monster, what is this thing?" Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San kneeling on the ground and asked.
"Tell you?. How is that possible!" Tang San said with an evil smile.
In an instant, he stood up, and a sharp blade appeared in his shoe, stabbing towards Zhao Wuji's throat!
'Bang! ’ Although the blade was sharp, it did not pierce Zhao Wuji’s skin, and even the thorn tip of the blade was bent.
"Does the little monster still have the idea of being able to defeat me? Great Soul Master, who gave you the courage to challenge the Soul Saint? Just with your fancy stuff?" Zhao Wuji said contemptuously.
"Rongrong. Why doesn't Tang San admit defeat?" Zhu Zhuqing said in surprise. When Zhao Wuji broke through their defense line, she had already moved away from Zhao Wuji and came to Ning Rongrong's side. She would not foolishly challenge the Soul Saint. Besides, Senior Lin Xiao is here and cannot enter the academy? Impossible!
"Haha. He is just a fool. Who gave him the courage to challenge the Soul Saint? As Zhao Wuji said, if a great soul master challenges the Soul Saint, the Soul Saint will be invincible!" Ning Rongrong chuckled.
"And that Xiao Wu, they are just two fools who don't know how powerful the Soul Saint is, and they still want to defeat the Soul Saint? I don't know how such an illusion came about!" Ning Rongrong shook his head leisurely.
Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly and looked at Lin Xiao who was sitting under the wooden shed with a smile on his face.
"Admit defeat, you will not be my opponent, you stubborn!" Zhao Wuji said coldly.
Even if they cannot pass his assessment, they will still enter the academy. He has already tried to understand the composition of this group of geniuses.
Tang San is simply a stubborn person!
"Admit defeat. Haha, how could you admit defeat? You have to pay the price for hurting Xiao Wu!" Tang San said in a solemn tone.
He and Zhao Wuji pulled away, looking at Zhao Wuji as if there was a blazing fire hidden in his eyes.
"Huh?" Zhao Wuji touched his head and said with a smile: "Little monster, why are you so stubborn? It seems that I still haven't convinced you!"
Zhao Wuji rubbed his fists. The other party was still not convinced. How could he dare? Then continue to fight until the opponent is convinced!
"I've heard from Flanders a long time ago that Big Shit has a very stubborn temper and won't give up until he reaches his goal. Now it seems that his apprentice has also inherited this good bad temper!" Zhao Wuji thought.
"Xiao San." Xiao Wu came to Tang San: "Xiao San, let's go together!"
Tang San looked at Xiao Wu worriedly: "Xiao Wu, just hide aside and watch quietly like they did. I don't want to see you get hurt again!"
"But..." Xiao Wu was about to say something.
Tang San didn't give her a chance: "Be obedient. He is right, the Soul Saint is invincible. At least, it is not something that great soul masters like us can defeat!"
"Then why are you doing this, mistress?" Xiao Wu was confused. Wouldn't it be better to just admit defeat?
"Huh! If he hurts you, he will naturally have to pay the price. Xiao Wu is obedient and leave this place to me!" Tang San said firmly.
In the end, Xiao Wu had no choice but to stay away from here and came to Zhu Zhuqing Ning Rongrong's position.
"Could it be that I can only use the second martial spirit?" Tang San thought to himself.
Now, the Dragon Beard Needle cannot cause any damage. Come to think of it, those ordinary hidden weapons have the same effect.
"Then let's try and take advantage of the opponent's slack to give him a blow!" Tang San already had a clear plan in his mind.
"You little monster, if you still don't admit defeat, I'm going to train you hard!" Zhao Wuji jumped up and came to Tang San.
A fist as big as a sandbag was thrown at Tang San!
"Ghostly!" Tang San was like a ghost, walking around Zhao Wuji.
"Slippery loach, where are you running!" Zhao Wuji locked onto Tang San and punched Tang San fiercely!
"Martial Spirit: Clear Sky Hammer!" Tang San dodged the opponent's attack, summoned the Clear Sky Hammer, and smashed it towards the opponent's face!
(End of this chapter)