Douluo's opening with a bird

Chapter 107 The hidden weapon first shows its power

Why would teachers from the same college be so harsh on their own students?

Tang San, who had witnessed the whole process, was completely puzzled, but this was definitely not the best time for him to delve into the reason, because Zhao Wuji did not stop attacking just because he succeeded in one blow.

So he had no choice but to temporarily suppress the messy thoughts in his heart and warned: "Mubai, retreat!"

Before Tang San spoke to remind him, Dai Mubai had already reacted.

I saw that he not only avoided Zhao Wuji's palm, but also took the opportunity to kick Zhao Wuji, using the force of the counterattack to distance himself.

But Dai Mubai's retreat exposed Xiao Wu, who was preparing to attack again, within Zhao Wuji's attack range.

At the critical moment, the second soul ring on Xiao Wu's body lit up.

There was a burst of pink light in her eyes, and Zhao Wuji, who was looking at her, was indeed stiff for a moment.

The dazzling golden light on his body and the terrifying power contained in his palm disappeared without a trace, and his movements stopped at the moment before the attack.

"puff"

However, Xiao Wu, who was clearly not attacked, suddenly fell back, and a stream of blood spurted out from her mouth and nose.

"Little Dance!!!"

Xiao Wu had already released her charm when Tang San pulled the blue silver grass, so when Tang San hugged Xiao Wu into his arms, Xiao Wu's face was covered in blood, and her weak breath looked particularly miserable.

Suddenly, Tang San felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and everything around him seemed to have disappeared. He no longer cared whether it was a training ground or even in a battle.

In his eyes, only the weak Xiao Wu remained.

After carefully checking Xiao Wu's condition and discovering that although Xiao Wu looked miserable, the actual damage she suffered was not serious and she could still recover as before after a short rest, the bloody light in Tang San's eyes faded slightly.

"Boom."

When Tang San stood up, Dai Mubai also fell to the ground and lost his fighting ability because he blocked a blow for Ning Rongrong.

——Although Ning Rongrong was knocked unconscious by a palm after he fell.

At this time, Zhao Wuji looked at Tang San standing alone and was no longer in a hurry to attack, and showed a smile: "Aren't you going to admit defeat?"

Tang San looked directly into Zhao Wuji's eyes, his bloodshot dark blue pupils filled with extremely suppressed chill and coldness.

He was wrong.

Facing a powerful enemy, he should not hide his strength.

As early as when Ma Hongjun was severely injured by Zhao Wuji's blow, he should have been alert and used the Tang Sect's unique skills to attack.

In this way, maybe Xiao Wu won't be injured.

It's his fault.

……

Zhao Wuji waited for a moment and Tang San didn't answer his question, so he immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "You really don't want to admit defeat?"

Tang San didn't answer this question, but his actions had already responded for him.

——Not only did he not retreat, but he took some very mysterious steps and rushed towards Zhao Wuji with his figure almost blurred.

"chichichi"

Countless small hidden weapons flew out from Tang Sanyu's white hands, spreading towards Zhao Wuji like a goddess scattering flowers.

"Weapon? Or some kind of soul tool?" Zhao Wuji frowned. Although he didn't know the specific power of these weapons, he still didn't rely on the unknown attack and immediately released his first soul skill, Fudou Mingwang Shen.

"Ding Ding Ding"

Seeing the hidden weapons that looked like flying locusts all over the sky blocked by the golden light from Zhao Wuji's body, Tang San's eyes were filled with purple thoughts, and he immediately took out a Zhuge Divine Crossbow, loaded the spring, aimed, and fired in one go.

"duh"

What appeared almost at the same time as the launch was the featherless crossbow arrow that was nailed into Zhao Wuji's muscle.

Although it was just a little skin injury, it was enough to surprise Zhao Wuji.

——There are several people in the academy who can break his defense, but no matter what, he is a genuine Soul Saint strongman, but today he was broken by a little kid with a soul power of less than level [-].

Are all young people today so evil? !

But before Zhao Wuji had time to express his emotions, his train of thought was interrupted by Tang San's movements.

——After breaking through the soul defense, the hidden weapons Tang San threw seemed endless.

Zhao Wuji couldn't dodge and received a few blows. The injuries were not serious, but the insult was extremely strong. So Zhao Wuji, who was extremely annoyed, directly increased the gravity around his body dozens of times, and the hidden weapons finally clinked to the ground.

Tang San was also crushed to the ground by the sudden surge of gravity.

But just when Zhao Wuji punched Tang San, intending to knock him unconscious, Tang San, who could barely move, gritted his teeth and tightened his back muscles, releasing a tiny crossbow arrow.

Since the distance between the two people was extremely close at this time, even if Zhao Wuji saw the crossbow arrow, he couldn't avoid it at all. He simply turned his head and bit the crossbow arrow with his teeth.

"puff"

However, the impact of the crossbow arrow released an extremely strange taste in Zhao Wuji's mouth, and Zhao Wuji only felt his mouth numb.

Grass is poisonous!

Sensing that the heavy mountain around him suddenly became a little lighter, Tang San immediately poured his remaining soul power into the dragon whiskers hidden in his nails, using up all his strength to release them.

In an instant, ten tiny golden lights that ignored defenses penetrated Zhao Wuji's body. After a few breaths, a big lump bulged up where he was hit.

"Fuck!" Zhao Wuji grimaced in pain, looking at the unconscious brat in front of him and cursed: "Li Ta seems to be a hedgehog, eh wow, what the hell!"

"Bah, bah, bah!" After discovering that his tongue was a bit unruly, Zhao Wuji immediately spit several times, intending to spit out all the toxins in the innermost layer, but he obviously failed.

Not only that, he also found that the pain in the bulges on his body became more and more unbearable. He suddenly screamed "Ouch", then jumped off the stage and ran to the viewing area: "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaay!"

Everyone below looked at Zhao Wuji's tragic scene and burst into laughter. When Zhao Wuji came down, they immediately held back their laughter. They looked like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh. It was very hard to hold it in.

"Here." Oscar understood and made two small detoxifying sausages and handed them to Zhao Wuji, and then pointed to the training ground where everyone except Ning Rongrong was lying in a mess: "But Teacher Zhao, you are too cruel. ? Xiaohong and Xiaobai were almost slapped flat by you."

Zhao Wuji, who looked painful, swallowed the two sausages directly. After feeling the numbness in his mouth, he waved his hand: "I am sensible, they are fine."

"Old Zhao!" Yunhe also came over at this time: "How do you feel, are you okay?"

"It's very serious!" Zhao Wuji turned his head, looked at the fist-sized bulge on his body ferociously, and said bitterly: "That little hedgehog's attack is not serious at all, it hurts me to death, please help me deal with it!"

"Let me take a look." Yun He reached out and pressed the hard bulge on Zhao Wuji's body. The pain was so painful that Zhao Wuji almost died before he slowly said: "It should be some kind of extremely tough filaments coiled together. If you want to take it out, you probably have to cut it out entirely."

"It's just a piece of meat, just chop it up!" Zhao Wuji gritted his teeth and said, "Just be smart about it."

Yunhe glanced at Oscar: "Xiao Ao, please carry those people on the stage over."

The five people who were not on the field nodded and quickly placed the five seriously injured and unconscious people on the tree trunks in the viewing area.

"Xiaoyu, treat." Green light flowed in Yunhe's hand, and several light blue wind blades fell. Zhao Wuji could hardly feel the pain, and the ten bulges on his body were flattened, revealing the pale skin curled up to the size of a grain of rice. Golden beads.

"Copy that." Almost at the same time as Yunhe made his move, Long Yuchen also summoned his martial spirit.

It was a light cyan lotus flower that was wrapped in nine jasper-like leaves and was as clear as crystal. It was decorated with three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, as if decorated.

(End of this chapter)