Chapter 152 Tang San was defeated
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After hearing what Yang Ziyuan said, Tang San felt a surge of rage surge wildly in his heart, almost swallowing him whole.
He widened his eyes and stared at the extremely hateful enemy in front of him. His chest heaved violently, and every breath he took was filled with endless anger and unwillingness.
At this moment, his heart was filled with despair and fear.
Because the other party mercilessly sucked away the power of God Shura, which was equivalent to turning him into a piece of fish with no power to resist. He could only watch helplessly as he was bullied and slaughtered by Xie Yue and others.
This feeling of powerlessness brought his hatred for Yang Ziyuan to its peak.
However, despite the overwhelming anger in his heart, he knew clearly that he was unable to make any effective counterattack at this moment.
Facing such a powerful Yang Ziyuan, he felt helpless as never before.
Not long after, the originally full strength in Tang San's body drained away like a flood that burst a dam, until not a drop remained.
Seeing this scene, Yang Ziyuan nodded with satisfaction.
"Okay, I won't disturb you anymore, let's go!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Ziyuan's figure instantly disappeared from the place like a ghost without a trace.
It wasn't until he was sure that Yang Ziyuan had left completely that Tang San forced himself to stand up.
At this moment, not even a shred of soul power existed in his body.
However, even in such a desperate situation, he still did not give up hope.
After all, for him, hidden weapons are his best skills.
Now that things have evolved to this point, he no longer thinks about what will happen next.
Thinking of this, Tang San's eyes narrowed, his hands quickly reached into the moonlit night of Twenty-four Bridges, and in the blink of an eye he pulled out two Zhuge Divine Crossbows that shone with cold light.
Then, he quickly pulled the trigger without hesitation.
In an instant, dozens of crossbow arrows rushed towards Xie Yue and others like a gust of wind and rain!
Faced with this sudden attack, Xie Yue and others' expressions changed greatly, but after all, they had rich experience in actual combat and reacted instantly.
They saw that their whole bodies suddenly exerted force, and the soul power in their bodies suddenly surged out, and they instantly broke free from the blue and silver vines that had originally tightly bound them.
At this moment, the blue silver vine, which had lost the blessing of Tang San's soul power, seemed to have turned into a tiger with its sharp fangs pulled out. It no longer had its former majesty and lethality, and its combat effectiveness was almost negligible.
Xie Yue and the others just exerted force gently, and the blue and silver vines wrapped around their bodies were like fragile spider webs, instantly shattered and scattered in all directions.
After breaking free from the restraints, the demon's figure flashed and stood in front of everyone like a ghost.
I saw it clenching the pair of crimson-red moon blades with both hands and dancing at an astonishing speed.
For a moment, swords, lights, and shadows crisscrossed, forming an airtight barrier that intercepted all the crossbow arrows fired at them.
Seeing this scene, Tang San abandoned the Zhuge Divine Crossbow without hesitation and instead chose the flexible poison needle to deal with the current situation.
He just flicked his wrist, and dozens of poisonous needles flashing with cold light shot out from the palm of his hand like a gust of wind and rain.
These poisonous needles were as fast as lightning, making bursts of piercing screams as they flew through the air, stabbing straight at the monster.
Seeing this, Yan immediately became angry.
"Boy, you use these despicable methods again and again. Do you really think that I am a vegetarian?"
"The third soul skill, the flames of hell!"
With a roar, the tall and powerful Fire Lord behind him, his body burning with blazing fire, opened his huge mouth again, and a hot and violent crimson flame spewed out like a torrent. Those densely packed poisonous needles rushed straight into the sea of fire like moths flying into the flames.
In an instant, the poisonous needles were quickly evaporated by the high temperature the moment they came into contact with the flames, disappearing without a trace, as if they had never appeared.
After witnessing all this, Tang San's heart was filled with endless resentment and unwillingness.
Because he knew very well that now that he had lost the power of Shura God, he could never be Yan's opponent.
Unless, he has been cultivating the Clear Sky Hammer Spirit from the beginning.
Otherwise, based on the principle of conflicting attributes, his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit will be completely suppressed by Yan, leaving him without the ability to fight back!
Just as Tang San was deep in thought, a ghostly figure suddenly appeared behind him.
He was startled and immediately realized that danger was coming.
He wanted to quickly distance himself from the opponent, but now that he had lost the support of his soul power, how could he easily do so?
There was only a muffled sound, and Tang San didn't even have time to react before his vision went dark and he fainted.
Seeing Tang San's unconscious appearance, Xie Yue's tense heartstrings finally relaxed a little.
He slowly exhaled a breath, and then carefully took out a delicate small box from the soul guide.
After opening the box, there lay quietly a purple-black elixir exuding a mysterious aura.
Xie Yue carefully took out the elixir and put it into Tang San's mouth.
As soon as the elixir entered his mouth, it turned into an extremely dense purple-black mist and instantly blended into Tang San's body.
"Okay, the mission has been accomplished! Now, it's time to win the game!"
After saying that, the demon's figure gradually faded, revealing the figures of Xie Yue and Hu Liena.
At the same time, the red mist that had been covering the stage was gradually dissipating.
When the referee clearly saw the situation on the field, he immediately announced loudly: "Tang San has lost his fighting power, and the Wuhundian team wins!"
Hearing this, everyone in the audience immediately became excited.
These audiences are basically residents of Wuhun City, and they have a strong sense of belonging to Wuhun Palace.
Therefore, after seeing the Wuhundian team win, they immediately cheered.
"Hahaha!!! I knew that the Wuhundian team was the strongest!"
"My dear friend, where do your words put the His Majesty of Tianshui Team?"
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Compared with the joy of everyone, Yu Xiaogang in the audience fell into an uncontrollable state of madness.
At this moment, his eyes were as red as blood, and his face, which had been left in the twilight scene, was distorted by extreme anger. Veins popped up on his forehead. His hands were tightly clenched into fists, and his nails were deeply embedded in his palms. It seemed that he wanted to Use this to vent your raging emotions.
"How can he lose? If he loses, what should I do? Hahahaha!"
Accompanied by two extremely sad laughter, Yu Xiaogang suddenly spurted out a large mouthful of bright red blood, and his body fell straight back like a puppet that had lost its support, and he fell unconscious in an instant.
"Xiao Gang!!!"
When Liu Erlong on the side saw this, his expression changed drastically and he exclaimed in surprise.
She rushed forward without hesitation and hugged Yu Xiaogang who was about to fall to the ground, her eyes full of concern and anxiety.
(End of chapter)