My fusion space of different arts

Chapter 52, Athlete's foot

Chen Jianfei seemed to want to work harder. Just as Wang Guangli and the others turned around, a large area of ​​sand scorpions appeared again. These sand scorpions were all densely packed on the sand surface, and they made the sound of grinding their pincers. He is generally warning the three of them.

"What should I do? I don't want to be pierced by these pliers." The little fat man was also a little guilty, and leaned behind Wang Guangli.

At the same time, he looked at the student behind him who was covered in sand scorpions with distress.

"I suddenly had a hint of inspiration in my heart, but I couldn't grasp it." Tang Wen was not afraid, but pushed his glasses.

……

In the examination room at this moment, Chen Jianfei's camera lens was all focused on the three of them.

"Did the little four eyes find something?" The examiner next to him said with some joy.

"I hope they will not disappoint my painstaking efforts."

"These sand scorpions are under our control. We only issued a warning to them and did not launch an attack. I think this point is clear enough. In fact, I really have, it can no longer be obvious..." Chen Jianfei clenched his fists , I hope Xiao Siyan's next sentence can realize his good intentions.

"What inspiration? Can it save us from being stabbed?" The fat man immediately asked nervously.

"This inspiration is fleeting, and it seems that it is not enough. Do I have to push myself to a desperate situation? I faintly feel that this inspiration is related to my ability, and it is a system of offense and defense. If I can realize this inspiration, Maybe my abilities will undergo earth-shaking changes." Tang Wen pushed his glasses again.

"Then what do you want to do?"

Wang Guangli looked around, and the group of sand scorpions who did not take the initiative to attack asked.

"I want to try and let them bite me."

Tang Wen said with some uncertainty, his expression wanted to gamble, but he didn't seem to dare to gamble.

……

"What kind of plane? I thought this little four-eyed man was talking about something!" The examiner next to him also shook his head with regret.

……

"Are you ready? If you are ready, you can go up and try." Wang Guangli looked at Tang Wen and asked.

"Forget it, I feel that this sliver of aura is not that similar to that of the sand scorpion. This time, the aura seems to come from the surface of the dense sand scorpion, but it can't go any further." Tang Wen thought for a while and said.

"Okay, let's go now."

Seeing Tang Wen's mother-in-law get up, Wang Guangli immediately filled his feet with flames, and at the same time, two fire spirals kept compressing on his feet, and then set off a scorching air wave.

"You two follow closely, I will rush over."

After Wang Guangli finished speaking, he rushed directly into the group of sand scorpions. Wherever Wang Guangli passed, the sand scorpions under his feet were blown away by the spiral air waves on Wang Guangli's feet.

"I can too."

Seeing Wang Guangli's operation, the little fat man also had a sudden inspiration, and immediately began to absorb the surrounding sand and soil, covering his feet.

"stupid guy."

Glancing at the little fat man with contempt, Tang Wen followed Wang Guangli with a stride.

"I……"

Just when he was about to lift his feet, Sun Dali realized that his already unsustainable weight, coupled with this pair of heavy sand shoes, made his mobility even worse.

However, it is too late to repent at this moment, because if the sand shoes are removed at this time, he will definitely be bitten, and the little fat man has already distanced himself from Wang Guangli, and it is impossible to catch up at this time... up.

The evil I did, I have to leave with tears in my eyes!
He quickly crossed this sand scorpion corridor. When passing the bend, he looked at the sand scorpion behind him, but did not chase after him. Wang Guangli also slapped off the flames on his feet, and stopped to wait for the slow fat man .

About 5 minutes later, the little fat man was as weak as a cow, and his footsteps were weak, and he rushed towards the two with difficulty.

The pair of heavy dirt shoes on his feet were covered with palm-sized sand scorpions.

Seeing Wang Guangli's figure, the little fat man also turned his head, and found that he had escaped from the sand scorpions, and was about to take off his soil shoes.

"Wait a minute, these are all delicious!" Tang Wen took a step forward and stopped him.

"Are you asking me to continue the assessment wearing these soiled shoes?" Sun Dali also looked at Tang Wen unkindly.

"No, no, no, I believe you must have a way. Take these sand scorpions with you! If there is a chance, we can catch some more on the way, and then find a place for us to have barbecue." Tang Wen also quickly waved his hand and explained. .

Hearing Tang Wen's words, the little fat man also looked down at his feet. It would definitely not work to walk with these sand scorpions like this.

"Cool cool..."

"What's that sound? It smells so good?" The fat man looked up suspiciously, only to see that Tang Wen seemed to be chewing something, and it was very fragrant and crunchy.

"What do you eat? It's so delicious?" Wang Guangli also noticed the situation, and then pulled Tang Wen.

"Sand Scorpion? Are you familiar? Where did you get it done?" Wang Guangli's jaw almost dropped from shock.

"Here...I picked it up after you! Do you want to try it!" Tang Wen took out a roasted sand scorpion from his pocket.

"I... you... this..."

Seeing Tang Wen's operation, Wang Guangli was really speechless.

"Brother, you have really strong taste." The little fat man also came up with a surprised face, glanced up and down at Tang Wen, then shook his head and walked in front of Wang Guangli.

"Brother, don't you have athlete's foot!"

As soon as the little fat man uttered these words, Tang Wen instantly felt that the roasted sand scorpions in his mouth were no longer fragrant.

The right hand that was frozen in mid-air lost its strength, and the baked sand scorpion in his hand fell freely.

The word beriberi was deeply imprinted in Tang Wen's heart.

"Bah bah bah..."

Tang Wen spat out the remaining dregs in his mouth, and then threw away the sand scorpion in his pocket.

"I said, little fat man, are you disgusting?"

Tang Wen pointed at the little fat man's nose and cursed.

"Hey hey hey..."

The little fat man just smirked and didn't speak.

"Let's go, don't waste time."

After Wang Guangli greeted them, they continued on their way.

After several attempts, the three of them finally found the technique, that is, the direction of the sand scorpion is definitely a dead end, don't ask why, just ask: this is a lesson of blood, this is a painful experience, this is An experience that comes out over and over again.

So the three of them avoided the sand scorpions, and after going through seven turns and eight turns, eight turns and seven turns, turns and turns, and turns and turns, they finally walked out of this evil maze.

The three of them walked out of the tunnel, and what they saw was an underground square, surrounded by caves, and each cave led to the depths of the maze. It seemed that this was not the only correct way.

Sure enough, soon, students began to appear in other caves, and when they found themselves out of the tunnel, these students immediately cheered.

"Is this the end?" Tang Wen couldn't believe it, and pushed his glasses, because it really felt a little simple.

"There should be more, after all, we are still underground now." Wang Guangli said after looking at the surrounding environment.

(End of this chapter)