The Rise of Douluo's Grassroots

"Third brother, poof.".

Seeing this, Xiao Wu on the side ignored the fight and looked at Tang San. However, with Brother Mo's combo, the big turtle shells on all sides hit Xiao Wu like tops.

Fortunately, Brother Shi Mo had a simple and honest character and withdrew half of his strength, but Xiao Wu also flew out and spat out a mouthful of blood, causing unclear injuries.

"Xiao Wu! Damn it!".

Tang San was instantly furious, but Mo Wentian suppressed Tang San firmly, not letting Tang San pass.

At this time, Tang San exploded with extremely strong fighting power, using all means except the Clear Sky Hammer and hidden weapons.

Mo Wentian then remembered that Tang San was still a madman who protects his sister, and there were jokes about him in Douluo Continent before.

When Xiao Wu was injured, the whole crowd panicked.

Tang San was furious and the game ended.

As long as Xiao Wu is injured enough, no matter who he is, he will be disabled.

Each generation of hammer kings becomes stronger, and each generation of hammer kings smashes the Pope.

Generations of soul beasts lead to generations of kings, and generations of soul beasts marry soul kings.

However, all of this seemed to be like encountering a nemesis in front of him.

"Although I don't want to be an enemy of Tang San, Tang San will definitely establish the Tang Sect in the future, which will compete with my Demon Sect. It seems that I will have to find a way to suppress it in the future."

Without any deep hatred, he didn't want to be Tang San's enemy.

But the two are in a competitive relationship after all, so he can only find ways to suppress Tang San and hinder Tang San's progress in cultivation.

"Fortunately, Tang Hao took that elixir himself. Otherwise, if he gave it to Tang San, wouldn't he be causing trouble for himself."

Thinking of this, Mo Wentian felt okay. Mo Wentian felt that it was quite worth it. After taking the elixir, although Tang Hao did not break through the realm, all the injuries in his body had improved and his combat power was strong.

He also agreed to one condition of the Demon Sect: when the Demon Sect is in crisis, he will unconditionally help the Demon Sect tide over the difficulties.

After all, Dugu Bo was not a good person, so how could he take advantage of Tang Hao so much.

Soon, Xiao Wu on the field couldn't hold on anymore. With the help of Oscar Sausage's third soul skill, he flew away from the ring and fell under the ring.

Zhu Zhuqing also ran down the ring and supported Xiao Wu, obviously not wanting to play this game.

When Ye Lingling next to him saw this, he actually ran down the ring and walked towards Zhu Zhuqing. Duguyan, who was beside him, was afraid that Ye Lingling would suffer a loss and followed Ye Lingling down the ring.

The audience under the ring seemed not to have noticed what happened to these beauties. Their eyes were focused on Mo Wentian's exquisite and elegant swordsmanship, Tang San's flexible methods, and the pleasure of Yu Tianheng and Dai Mubai's fists hitting the flesh.

Although Yu Feng and Ma Hongjun on the side were also fighting back and forth, they looked a lot darker. Ma Hongjun relied on the suppression of his martial spirit to barely resist Yu Feng's agile attack.

Brother Shi Mo and Ye Lingling were completely reduced to spectators.

Perhaps because of their sympathy for each other, the Mo brothers did not drive Ning Rongrong away at this time, but looked at Oscar with a half-smile.

Ning Rongrong just gritted his teeth when he saw this, and gave Tang San and Dai Mubai each a boost, then jumped out of the ring and went to find Xiao Wu and the others.

She had little fighting ability, so it was troublesome to stay. Instead, she made her teammates worry. Oscar was not so lucky, and was punched into panda eyes by Shi Mo and the other two.

The mushroom sausage that Oscar had just imagined gave the two of them a headache, but fortunately it was relatively short-lived.

"Brother Shi Mo, go down and leave the game to me and Tian Heng.".

Waving the long sword in his hand, Tang San couldn't get close at all. Mo Wentian turned to Brother Mo leisurely and said.

"The third soul skill - Spider Web Binding.".

Tang San seized the opportunity and released the third soul skill while Mo Wentian was speaking.

The bluesilver grass condensed into the shape of a spider web, as if bound by Mo Wentian.

Mo Wentian didn't check for a moment, but he didn't expect Tang San to be so cunning and cautious, and he was bound by the spider web.

Mo Wentian was shocked, secretly feeling that he was being careless, and just wanted to shout that young people do not respect martial ethics.

There was no time to struggle, Tang San's fierce attack was approaching.

"The third soul skill, ice and snow delay.".

After using the third soul skill, Tang San's speed instantly changed to that of a normal person. Mo Wentian used the spirit sword style. The ghost vine parasitic sword in his hand seemed to come alive. The spider webs turned into blue silver grass on his body, All were chopped to pieces, leaving no seeds.

"Humph!".

Mo Wentian was a little angry. This Tang San, he didn't want to rely on his teammates to defeat him, but he actually used his soul skills to attack him while he was talking carelessly.

Alas, he was still too easy to trust and lacked experience. Mo Wentian understood that he was indeed a bit of a novice compared to Tang San.

This was the difference between his family background and modern times, but Mo Wentian was not discouraged.

Tang San didn't speak, the Eight Spider Spears behind his back were exposed, but he still couldn't defeat Mo Wentian. At this time, Tang San began to doubt whether his Blue Silver Grass martial spirit was invalid.

Taking advantage of Tang San's self-doubt, Mo Wentian retaliated with tooth, using the Immortal Exaltation Step, and used the Spirit Sword Technique at Tang San at absolute speed.

Tang San's control over the Eight Spider Spears was still somewhat lacking, and he was not in a hurry to use the Eight Spider Spears to block it.

The sword move came before him, and the Wuhun Blue Silver Grass formed a barrier. Mo Wentian's powerful success aroused Tang San's inner pride.

In other words, it is more appropriate to say that it hit Tang San's inner pride.

The sword moves are like the Thousand-Armed Avalokitesvara, one move after another, pointing directly at the vital point.

In his desperation, Tang San didn't care so much. Although the blue silver grass built a wall in front of him, it was still a drop in the bucket. The blue silver grass was broken inch by inch under the harsh sword strikes.

"Remember! In the future, you are not allowed to add any soul rings to the hammer on your left hand without my permission. You must use the hammer on your left hand to protect the grass on your right hand.".

Looking at the broken Bluesilver Grass, this sentence suddenly appeared in my mind.

Tang San no longer hesitated and summoned the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Chaos cloak hammering method.".

Although he successfully received Mo Wentian's non-stop sword attacks, the Clear Sky Hammer was also exposed to the public.

In fact, it was also the reason why Mo Wentian didn't want to continue attacking. The main reason was that he didn't expect Tang San to choose to expose the Clear Sky Hammer.

"What! This is the Clear Sky Hammer. It comes from the mainland's first martial spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, which is unique to the Clear Sky Sect, the first sect in the world.".

Qin Ming, who was watching from the audience, was shocked.

His face also became serious, not because he was afraid that Mo Wentian would lose, but because he was afraid that Tang San's martial spirit would be exposed and he would be blamed by Dean Shrek.

"What, the mainland's first martial spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, twin martial spirits! Oh my god, it turns out to be twin martial spirits!".

"What a genius. I never thought there would be someone with two martial spirits!".

The audience in the audience talked a lot.

"Oh my God! What did I see? Today's soul fighting was so exciting. There were unheard of magical swordsmanship, as well as fist-to-flesh blood. Now even legendary things like twin martial souls can't be seen. Out.".

Doudou, who was above the ring, also came to his senses and said in shock while holding the amplified soul guide.

"Tang San, if you don't use other means, it's impossible to defeat me with the Clear Sky Hammer alone. I know you still have some trump cards, and I also have many, so just admit defeat!"

Mo Wentian looked at Tang San panting and bleeding from the corner of his mouth, but he still looked at him with a wary expression, and couldn't help but said to Tang San unbearably.

"Haha! Brother Tian, ​​you are very powerful, but I am not bad either. You don't have to hold back. Let me see how big the gap is between us. I want to become stronger, and I will definitely defeat you, even if I can't do it now, I also want to know how big the gap is between us!".

Although Tang San was very polite, he refused to admit defeat at all, thinking that he still had hidden weapons that he had not used yet, otherwise he would never be so embarrassed.

"Okay, I hope you don't regret it. It's easy to become stronger. I will meet your request."

Mo Wentian felt that Tang San was a little ignorant, and he already clearly wanted to let Tang San go, as long as he admitted defeat. Unexpectedly, Tang San was so polite, but still refused to admit defeat.

Want to become stronger?Mo Wentian would tell Tang San the method, and with Tang San's psychological quality, he should be able to bear it.

"The second soul skill - Medusa Gaze.".

Mo Wentian directly used the strong control skill of the second soul skill, and the soul power in his body was enough for Mo Wentian to use the soul skill twice. This was the benefit of Mo Wentian being stuck at level [-] for two years.

Of course, the accumulation of three fairy grasses is also indispensable.

"Mistress! Be careful.".

Dai Mubai on the side forced Yu Tianheng back. He, who was also a little weak, suddenly heard Mo Wentian's second soul skill. He remembered something and quickly reminded him loudly.

However, it was too late. Although Tang San was not captured by Mo Wentian, the mask on his face was already broken.

A head of short blue hair, all floating in the air.

The bright bald head was so dazzling under the lights.

Even the eyebrows are so clean.

"Mistress! Be careful.".

Dai Mubai on the side forced Yu Tianheng back. He, who was also a little weak, suddenly heard Mo Wentian's second soul skill. He remembered something and quickly reminded him loudly.

"Hmph! Mind yourselves, Thunderbolt.".

Yu Tianheng saw that he had not defeated his opponent yet, and saw that Mo Wentian was not in a hurry to eliminate Tang San, but he did not hold back and directly activated the dragon transformation state.

Use soul skills and Dai Mubai's strength.

The careless Dai Mubai didn't know that Yu Tianheng, who had increased his power in the dragon form, was no longer what he used to be. With his soul and physical strength weak, he faced the difficulty and flew out of the ring in an instant, hitting him hard. In front of Yi Yi, he passed out.

"Bald San'er, you will become stronger this way. You don't need to thank me. Even those who are bald in my hometown will become stronger."

Mo Wentian said shamelessly.

"You! Poof.".

Tang San was furious, he received such a huge blow, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his whole body became even more shaky.

"Admit defeat, you have to understand that the gap between us cannot be bridged by hidden weapons.".

Mo Wentian continued to persuade.

"puff!".

Another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"We surrender!".

A vicissitudes of voice sounded, and a slightly aged middle-aged man appeared on the high platform and shouted to Doudou.

Doudou, who was flying in the air, was stunned for a moment, then quickly reacted and shouted with a loudspeaker:

"Shrek Academy admits defeat! Let us congratulate the Tiandou Royal Team for winning this team fighting spirit competition!".

After Tang San on the stage heard this voice, he seemed to be relieved and became even more decadent, slumping down on the ring.