Chapter 62 The ultimate secret of the chrysanthemum gun. If the tip of the gun is stained with feces, whoever it pokes will die!
The latter was obviously panicked.
My own Bluesilver Grass has no power to parry under the opponent's spear.
It really breaks at the touch of a touch.
Tang San felt that his soul power was already somewhat insufficient.
Not to mention holding on to the next one-on-one spirit fight.
Even after this battle, I’m afraid there won’t be much soul power left in the body.
“Shua——~!”
Under Tang San’s control, several blue silver grasses came out from the ground and entangled the yellow-robed man’s feet.
Then the latter waved his spear lightly, and the blue silver grass was cut off.
In the blink of an eye, he was already five feet away from Tang San.
Tang San clenched his fist.
Now he has already held his breath.
Rely on the operation of Xuantian Kung in the body to move freely.
Although I may be more accepting than others.
But his current position can be said to be in the middle.
To withstand the siege from all sides at the same time.
If you don’t hold your breath, you won’t be able to withstand it.
Now Tang San is betting, he is betting that his opponent will not dare to enter the range around him.
His guess was correct, most people really didn’t dare to ride a horse.
But Tang San didn't expect that he was about to face a crazy and ruthless person.
Sure enough, after rushing to a distance of four feet away from Tang San, the man in yellow robe stopped.
He frowned, looking at the large area of filth in front of him, his stomach tumbled again.
But this time he held back.
“唰——~!”
The next moment, the tip of the gun drew a half-arc on the ground.
Then in the horrified eyes of the audience.
The man in yellow robe actually extended the tip of his spear to the many filthy objects in front of everyone in full view.
I even rolled the gun tip to make it look even.
This is the ultimate secret of his martial spirit chrysanthemum gun that he just realized!
If the tip of the gun is stained with feces, whoever you poke will die!
“What!”
Tang San was shocked. He never expected that his opponent would be so crazy!
It’s absolutely crazy!
The audience in the audience was already excited.
"The one who really steps on the horse is a ruthless person!"
"It's so fresh!"
"Don't tell me, most people would give up on the horse and not fight. They can touch each other, that's right. It’s rare!”
Gu Xian, Dai Mubai and the others have long since lost sight of it.
Such a spirit fight is really irritating to the eyes, and it is also nauseating.
As for Flanders and Zhao Wuji, they managed to bear the physical discomfort with the help of their soul power.
Beside them, Yu Xiaogang's face had turned green to a certain extent.
It was as if he had eaten the shit Tang San had done on the soul fighting stage.
Because he knew about Tang San's spirit fight.
After making a fool of himself, I’m afraid I’m still going to lose.
This result was obviously unacceptable to him.
Sure enough, at this moment, the advantage of the man in yellow robe is quite obvious.
After getting close, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass couldn't exert any advantage.
You can only rely on Xuantian Kung and Tang Sect's unique skills to fight with it hand-to-hand.
But the spear's attack range is much larger than Tang San's legs and feet.
In addition, the current chrysanthemum gun is enchanted.
The attack power instantly increased by several levels.
Tang San was even more difficult to resist.
“Hoo——~!”
Tang San, who had been watching each other, suddenly began to breathe heavily.
It's okay if he doesn't breathe, but he almost passes out when he breathes.
The corner of the man in yellow robe raised a crazy arc.
Looking at Tang San like a vicious wolf seeing its prey.
The latter's hair stood on end and he shivered immediately.
“The first soul skill—fearless charge!”
"The second soul skill, wind chop and electric stab!"
The two soul rings of the yellow-robed man lit up at the same time.
Then the spear in his hand suddenly changed direction.
The tip of the spear moved forward and he stepped out quickly. In just one second, he was close to Tang San.
Then a shot came out.
“Pfft——~!”
Tang San couldn’t dodge and fell to the ground with a scream.
This time he simply did not turn around and run away.
Otherwise, it will be destroyed if it is exploded again.
Originally he was still a bit human, but now he has rolled around like this for two times.
It looks extremely scary.
Both physical and mental torture.
Winning is hopeless.
Tang San staggered up from the ground.
Now he can be said to have reached a new level of embarrassment.
Under the watchful eyes of the audience, Tang San staggered off the spirit fighting stage.
He chose to admit defeat.
Everywhere he passed, there was no one around for ten feet.
The ones hiding are really farther away than the other.
You can watch the excitement, but don’t let the excitement get to you in the end.
“The soul fighting is over!”
At this moment, the host’s voice echoed throughout the audience again.
"The 'Shrek No. 8' spirit master walked off the spirit fighting arena on his own, which means he gave up and gave up the game!"
"I will announce it now!"
"The spirit master of 'Chrysanthemum Letter' wins!"
With the blessing of the loudspeaker, the host's voice resounded in every corner of this spirit fighting field.
But everyone in the audience obviously felt that they still had something to say.
They all shook their heads and sighed.
Such a dramatic spirit fight ended with this result.
It's really a pity.
But most people still feel that today’s tickets were not in vain.
Absolutely worth it!
“If I remember correctly, there seem to be many people wearing the same mask as the kid on the field just now, right?”
There are many people in the audience who have been fighting souls before. Some spectators from Shrek students were seen outside the venue.
Their special costumes attracted some people at that time.
“You don’t know this, right? I saw them in the Soul Fighting Arena yesterday.”
A middle-aged man with a smile on his face pointed to the side of the Soul Fighting Arena. Not far away from where Dai Mubai and others gathered, he continued,
“Look at the group of people wearing the same masks, they probably all belong to the same force.”
“ Except for this outrageous guy today, everyone else seems to be pretty good.”
"Hiss——~!"
"Is this a deliberate trick?"
The other person immediately expressed his suspicion.
They have heard of useless soul masters and they have heard of evil soul masters.
But Taima has never heard of such a disgusting soul master.
The two men were not far from Flanders, and their conversation was picked up verbatim by the former.
At this moment, Flender's face looked really ugly to a certain extent.
Tang San lost more than just his own face today.
At the same time, there were seven other Shrek students who wore the same masks as him.
This is how rumors spread.
As the saying goes, three people make a tiger.
And it is becoming more and more evil as it spreads.
Maybe it will be passed on to them in the end.
“Yu Xiaogang, forget about other things before.”
“But you must give me an explanation for today’s matter!”
Flanders turned his head and glared angrily, showing no mercy to Yu Xiaogang.
"I"
The latter's throat rolled up and he wanted to refute.
But I have been brewing in my heart for a long time, and I can’t even hold back a fart.
The reason why Tang San caused this ridiculous scene today is that he, Yu Xiaogang, is completely the culprit.
But according to his character, he would definitely not admit it personally.
(End of this chapter)