Chapter 63: The clown is ugly, and he is 100% free-handed!
The breeze blows, the leaves in the forest rustle, and the sun shines through the jagged shadows of the trees...
Everyone retreated to make room for the discussion later. Tang San and Meng still stepped forward. After a brief introduction to martial arts, the two sides faced off, ready to go.
The anger in Meng Yiran's heart has been burning for a long time. Now she just wants to kill the little brat quickly so that she can get back the thousand-year-old Phoenix-tailed Cockscomb and absorb the soul ring to advance.
As Zhao Wuji gave the order and announced the start, Meng Yiran dodged, and the two-meter-long snake staff hit Tang San directly on his head and face!
The latter's feet slipped and he quickly retreated with the help of his ghostly movement. At the same time, the first soul ring on his body lit up!
Blue Silver Grass launched a sneak attack without warning, and instantly wrapped Meng Yiran, who wanted to pursue, into a rice dumpling. The spikes protruded and the paralyzing toxin was released.
When Tang San saw this, he couldn't help but smile crookedly: "I think this sparring session should be over, right?"
"Well done, Mistress!" Oscar reveled at the side, as if he had already seen the crested snake in his bag again.
But Chen Shi shook his head. They were happy too early...
"Hmph, you're just a mere Blue Silver Grass, who gave you such arrogant confidence!?"
With a cold snort, the two soul rings on Meng Yiran suddenly activated at the same time!
I saw Meng Yiran's body twisting in the blue silver grass as if it had no bones. His suddenly soft body seemed to have been oiled and emerged from the entanglement!
Looking at the strange scene in front of him, Tang San was shocked, and the snake staff swung towards him again!
The little kid wanted to repeat his old trick, using ghost shadows to dodge, but from the snake head at the top of the snake staff, a two-foot-long tongue blade spurted out, instantly closing the distance!
Unprepared, Tang San had no choice but to use his mysterious jade hand to resist the attack. There was a crisp sound and the snake staff was intercepted, but his chest was still cut open by the tongue blade!
At the end of the first wave of confrontation, Meng Yiran successfully forced Tang San into danger by relying on his first soul skill, Snake Blade, and his second soul skill, Snake Body.
Oscar no longer dared to open champagne and cheer in advance. He grabbed the fat on the fat man's body and was extremely nervous.
Tang San didn't dare to be careless anymore. He volunteered to fight, and he shouldered all of Oscar's hopes. If he lost, wouldn't it be embarrassing?
The two fought together again. Meng Yiran paid close attention to the ground under his feet this time and did not give Bluesilver Grass a chance to sneak attack. The snake staff in his hand spit out the blade and harvested it like a sickle!
The little boy could only rely on Tang Sect’s unique skills to keep dealing with him, but he was suppressed all the time and had no chance to fight back.
The battle was stalemate, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Tang San was in poor condition and was starting to feel a little out of his depth.
Finally, dozens of rounds later, Meng Yiran, who had taken the initiative to attack, found another opportunity. He spun the snake staff in a circle and used its inertia to slash down!
If this blow is successful, the little Zha San will be defeated!
Oscar's heart was in his throat and he didn't dare to breathe, but at this critical moment, Chen Shi witnessed a classic scene.
"Crack!"
Under the attention of the whole audience, Tang San suddenly knelt down on one knee, raised his hands above his head, and clapped the snake blade with a sharp slap!
That's right, this is the legendary... 100% empty-handed sword-fighting!
"Chen Shi, what kind of strange move is this?
Rongrong and Xiao Wu both looked at it and laughed. How could anyone be so defensive?
Chen Shi couldn't help but laugh. If it weren't for the toughness of Xuan Yu's hands, Xiao Zha San's hands would have been cut off!
But no matter what, at least Tang San withstood the blow, holding the tongue blade in his hand and tightening the palms of his five fingers.
The two of them pressed down, and the other pushed up, maintaining this posture, and the situation became deadlocked again.
"Xiaosan, come on! You can definitely do it!"
Oscar screamed crazily, but he didn't know how happy he was screaming now, how miserable he would cry later.
Meng Yiran's power lies in this snake staff, so it is naturally impossible for her to give up her weapon.
Tang San also understood this truth, so the snake staff became the key to the two of them fighting to break the game!
Without any hesitation, they mobilized all their soul power at the same time and attacked each other through the snake staff!
Tang San’s soul power was blue, Meng Yiran’s soul power was gray. Two different colors of light appeared on the snake staff, suddenly erupting into a violent collision!
At this time, the battle between Xiao Zha San and Meng Yiran successfully evolved into a competition of soul power!
Although Meng Yiran's soul power is fierce and domineering, according to the original plot development, Tang San can rely on the endless life and death of Xuantian Kung and slowly consume it to win. But the smart chip has already analyzed it. Due to the butterfly effect, Tang San's strength is only 70% at most. Coupled with the losses from the battle just now, he is already at the end of his strength.
Looking at the little Yasan's gradually trembling hands, Chen Shi just wanted to say: "Are you sweating profusely, are you in jail?"
Although Tang San persisted, he couldn't bear the impact of Meng Yiran's sudden increase in soul power output!
“Ah~poof!”
The snake staff fell, and Tang San spat out a mouthful of old blood and flew backwards!
The whole place was silent. When Oscar saw this, his whole body was drained of strength, and he fell into the fat man's arms, his eyes losing light...
Meng Yiran held the snake staff and pointed at Tang San who was lying on the ground with one hand. His words were full of disdain: "You lose!"
"Tch, I thought you were so capable, but you actually dared to take the initiative to compete with me. It's simply ridiculous!"
Meng Yiran didn't seem to be satisfied, with shrimp and pig heart, he added another cut!
"Damn it, this... you forced me to do this!"
Tang San's arrogant self-esteem was completely crushed to pieces, he would never allow himself to admit defeat like this!
His eyes were red, his right hand shook, and a cold light flashed, the Tang Sect's hidden weapon!
"Boy, what do you want to do!"
After all, Snake Po was the Sixth Ring Soul Emperor, and before her eyes became dim, she immediately dodged in front of Meng Yiran, and swung her snake staff away from Tang San's hidden weapon for a sneak attack.
"Zhao Wuji! Is this the good student you taught?"
"It's just a sparring match but you still resort to such insidious methods? You have to let my old man see it!"
Snake Woman scolded angrily, and once again used the title of Lord Long to suppress King Fufu Ming.
"Tang San, come back! Just give up next time if your skills are inferior to others!"
Zhao Wuji's face was livid, and when he thought back carefully, Tang San's performance during the entrance exam was largely due to the use of hidden weapons and external forces. His own strength level was only about that, and the Wuhun Blue Silver Grass was even more vulnerable.
Now that I have lost my soul beast, I have also been ridiculed and threatened. I really regret it!
After winning the competition, the snake woman put away the crested snake and left quickly. She was also worried that Zhao Wuji would regret it and not admit it.
"Yes, I'm sorry, teacher..."
The little brat knew he was guilty, so he lowered his head and did not dare to look at Zhao Wuji. This time he had truly become a complete clown, a clown in his own right!
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