Chapter 37 Collecting Interest
When the people around him heard what Tang San said, some admired him and some mocked him for not overestimating his abilities.
"Tang San, don't go up and embarrass yourself. He is a soul king and has a hundred thousand year soul ring. Is this what you can do?"
"You can't say that! Although Tang San's strength is very poor, he never gave up on Sister Xiaowu. For this reason, I, Hu Hansan, respect him as a man!"
"Hmph, it's obvious that he wants to save face and suffer the consequences! Let's see if he still dares to speak harshly after they beat him like a dead dog!"
Hearing what everyone was talking about, a hint of sarcasm appeared on the corner of Tang San's mouth.
These noble children are really snobbish!
Originally, he was shocked by the strength of himself and Xiao Wu. Now, seeing that he has lost ground, his true colors are immediately revealed.
"Dean, don't worry, I will work hard and will never let you down!"
After saying this, Tang San took a deep breath and walked towards Yang Ziyuan.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan's face also turned cold, and his eyes shone with a cold light.
At this time, Tang Hao is not with the other party. Should he completely solve this problem?
After thinking for a moment, he gave up.
Because killing Tang San at this time would do more harm than good to him!
There were too many people at the scene. Once he killed Tang San, his reputation would definitely be tarnished.
Moreover, if Tang Hao comes to find him afterwards, it will be a big trouble.
Although I am not afraid of Tang Hao now, the Po Clan is different!
To the family, a titled Douluo hiding in the dark and waiting for revenge is the most terrifying thing!
Therefore, if he wanted to completely deal with Tang San, he had to kill Tang Hao first!
Thinking of this, Yang Ziyuan felt a little disappointed.
Why doesn't Tang Hao stay by Tang San's side?
If so, I can definitely catch them all in one go!
However, recalling the purpose of his trip, he could only hope that Tang Hao would stay by the Blue Silver Emperor's side.
Then, looking at Tang San in front of him, Yang Ziyuan could only sigh secretly: "Hey! Now that things have come to a point, I can only collect some interest from Tang San."
"Are you ready? When you're ready, I'll start!"
Hearing this, Tang San cupped his hands and said: "Tang San, Martial Spirit: Blue Silver Grass, level 23 weapon soul master, please enlighten me!"
"Okay! The first move, the third soul skill, origin retrieval!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a black hole appeared behind Yang Ziyuan.
Immediately afterwards, a black light shot out from the black hole, heading straight for Tang San.
Seeing this, Tang San didn't dare to be careless in the slightest, and quickly used Ghost Shadow to avoid the black light.
However, his speed was still much slower after all, and he was directly caught by the black light.
The next second, a black mark appeared on his forehead.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan raised the corners of his mouth slightly and whispered: "Stop!"
Then, the black hole behind him suddenly erupted with a strong suction force.
However, what is strange is that this suction force seems to have no effect.
Just when everyone was wondering, they suddenly discovered that Tang San was already sweating profusely!
At this time, Tang San looked at Yang Ziyuan with eyes filled with fear.
How terrible! This guy can actually extract the soul power from his body!
Feeling less than 10% of the soul power in his body, Tang San's heart instantly went cold.
The other party only used a thousand-year soul skill to make himself so embarrassed.
If the opponent really uses his hundred thousand year soul skill, how can he still survive?
It seems that I have to strike first! That's right, his idea was to take the first step to interrupt Yang Ziyuan's soul skill.
In this way, not only do you not have to withstand the opponent's soul skills, but you can also survive three attacks quickly!
Thinking of this, Tang San quietly placed his left hand on the silent sleeve arrow in his right hand.
However, Yang Ziyuan saw all his little moves.
Seeing this, Yang Ziyuan still didn't understand what the other party was thinking.
After all, a certain stinky rabbit just used it once!
However, he didn't care.
Because, the black hole martial spirit behind him gave him enough confidence!
"The second move, the first soul skill"
Seeing that Yang Ziyuan wanted to activate his first soul skill, Tang San quickly pulled the trigger of the silent sleeve arrow.
The next second, a small arrow shot straight at Yang Ziyuan.
However, what he didn't expect was that things did not develop as he expected.
I saw that just when the small arrow was about to touch Yang Ziyuan, it suddenly changed its direction and was absorbed by the black hole behind Yang Ziyuan!
Seeing this, Tang San fired the remaining two small arrows without giving up.
But, still to no avail.
Just as he was stunned, Yang Ziyuan's Abyss Demonic Prison had already enveloped him.
The next second, he fell into the illusion of the abyss.
In the fantasy realm of the abyss, Tang San looked at the exact same version of himself before him and immediately launched an attack.
After all, the longer you stay here, the more dangerous you will be outside!
However, what he didn't expect was that the other party actually knew all his soul skills, even the Tang Sect martial arts!
For a time, he gradually fell into a hard fight.
At the same time, Yang Ziyuan outside was impatient with waiting.
"This guy Tang San won't die in the illusion of the abyss, right?"
Seeing Tang San standing there blankly, Yang Ziyuan couldn't help but mutter.
It's easy to break out of his abyss.
The first is that the trapped person's mental strength exceeds his. In this way, the opponent can easily break through the illusion of the abyss without having to fight his own mirror image!
The second one is the most direct - defeat your own mirror image!
The third way is to take the initiative to lift the Abyss Demonic Prison yourself!
However, with his current mental strength that is comparable to that of a Super Douluo, it is impossible for Tang San to use the first method to break out of the Abyss Demonic Prison!
And the second method, judging from Tang San's current state, is not simple!
After all, he has to face himself in his prime. Instead, he only has 10% of his soul power left!
Seeing Tang San's face getting paler, Chen Fei hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Young Master, we admit defeat, we admit defeat! Please take away your soul skills!"
Hearing this, Yang Ziyuan waved his hand, and the Abyss Demon Prison that enveloped Tang San immediately disappeared without a trace.
Tang San, who was gradually recovering his consciousness, hadn't figured out how to get out of trouble when he heard Yang Ziyuan say coldly: "Tang San, you are defeated! I will take that spirit beast away!"
After saying that, Yang Ziyuan turned around and left.
Seeing this, Tang San suddenly felt a sweet taste welling up in his mouth, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
"Poof! No, Xiao Wu!"
With a wailing cry, he, whose mental strength was already exhausted, fell into a coma under such a blow.
Seeing Tang San fall to the ground, Chen Fei on the side quickly helped him up and shouted: "Xiao San, wake up! Xiao San, wake up!"
However, Tang San didn't react at all!
"Hurry and ask for a healing soul master!"
Seeing this, Chen Fei could only ask people to find a healing soul master to come and treat him.
(End of chapter)