[Douluo] How to break the villain camp!

Xiao Wu's eyes were closed tightly, and his body was convulsing uncontrollably. The flesh and blood on his right arm, right waist and thigh were rolled up, and his clothes were stained with blood.

Xu Zhi rushed to the soul fighting stage, pressed the suspension bell, and the cold sound rang out instantly.

"Leave the field! Xiao Wu leaves the field!" The isolation cover of the arena opened in response.

Tremblingly, he took Xiao Wu from Tang San's hand, and Mingdie flew out in an instant, grabbing the blood line that was about to bottom out.

The two soul skills of Yishen and Self-Admiration were fired in succession, and Xiao Wu's wounds began to heal slowly.

"She's fine." Looking at Tang San's hands that couldn't stop shaking, he said softly, "Don't worry."

"Okay." Just listen to Tang San say.

Looking at Tang San who was obviously in a bad state, Xu Zhi felt a little flustered for no reason.

I saw him slowly stand up straight, his calmness was frightening.

Under the influence of the soul power, his shirt turned into crumbs and scattered in all directions. Eight bulges quickly formed in the middle of Tang San's spine. Then, eight strange branches of 'Blue Silver Grass' burst out of his back, suddenly shooting out at lightning speed. Stretch out.

Eight Spider Spears.

With the appearance of the Eight Spider Spears, Tang San's entire aura suddenly became much colder.

Facing the two Black Tortoise Spirit Masters rushing toward him, Tang San raised the corners of his lips coldly, "Come down."

The dragon's inverse scales, you will die if you touch it.

A dazzling silver light flashed, and hundreds of blue silver grass pulled the Wind Chime Bird Soul Master straight out of the air like an army.

At the same time, the Netherworld White Tiger slapped Oslo to the ground.

"Graphite, stone mill!" Dugu Yan, who was fighting against the Netherworld White Tiger and Musk Musk, had his pupils shrink suddenly and shouted, "Be careful!"

"Want to run?" Tang San opened his lips, "It's too late."

"Third soul skill: Shield Transformation." The two Shi brothers reacted very quickly, formed seals with their hands, and the tortoise shells separated from their bodies, flying straight towards Tang San's face.

At this moment, a figure stood in front of Tang San like a moth flying into a flame.

That is, Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng's body was tightly entangled with the blue silver grass, and he watched helplessly as the tortoise shell flew towards him, unable to move.

"No!" Dugu Yan froze, and the deep purple flames wrapped around her like gangrene, and her arms were suddenly scorched black.

Seeing that they were about to hit the captain, Shi Mo and Shi Mo mobilized their soul power and forcibly pulled the turtle shell to change direction.

The soul power was exerted in reverse, and the two men's chests stagnated, and they spit out a mouthful of blood.

Tang San didn't give his opponents a chance to breathe. The cold Eight Spider Spears stretched out in the air, and the spear points pierced their shoulders and forearms like eight-pointed cold stars. Purple energy surged up from their arms. The two Xuanwu Turtle Soul Masters could no longer stand and fell backwards, their whole bodies convulsing violently.

Looking at Tang San who transformed into Shura, Xu Zhi shuddered.

After getting rid of Shi Mo and Shi Mo, Tang San moved, using the force of his body to flip in the air. He once again raised his Eight Spider Spears to the ground and headed straight for Dugu Yan, the only remaining fighting force on the field.

The ghost shadow was activated, and the deep purple spider spear flew down into the air.

Dugu Yan, however, seemed to have been pressed on the pause button, and was stunned in place.

The overwhelming despair and fear overwhelmed her.

Looking at the dying prey, Tang San slowly turned his wrist. His thoughts moved slightly, and the Eight Spider Spears pierced Dugu Yan's arms. With a little force, he easily took her off the ground and into the air.

The instinct to survive drove Dugu Yan to struggle violently in the air.

"Your poison is nothing more than that." Tang San sneered. His eyes darkened, and as the surging soul power was injected into him, the poison quickly spread on Dugu Yan's neck and side of his face, outlines of bloody flowers.

"Put her down." Even though she was too injured to stand up, Yu Tianheng summoned his martial spirit and stood in front of Dugu Yan, "We admit defeat."

He raised his head and said to the host: "We admit defeat."

Facing Tang San's Shura-like eyes, the host instinctively shrank his body: "The soul fight is over, the Shrek Seven Devils have won."

Although the game is over, the uneasiness on the soul fighting stage continues to spread.

"Brother." Xiao Wu stepped forward and tugged at the hem of his clothes. She was not afraid, but her eyes were filled with distress.

This soft call brought Tang San back to his senses.

The Eight Spider Spears pierced the wounds of Dugu Yan, Shi Mo, and Shi Mo again, and the toxins faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Say it." The master nodded to her, explaining it clearly.

She stepped forward slowly, her fingers flying, and the underworld butterfly appeared. The soft soul power spread on everyone's shoulders, necks, and arms. With Jiuxin Haitang's auxiliary treatment, everyone's injuries improved significantly.

"Thank you." Holding Dugu Yan in his arms, Yu Tianheng nodded toward Xu Zhi. Then, his eyes moved slightly and fell on the Shrek people. "I admit that you are very powerful. But we have not all lost to you. .”

"I hope we will have another chance to play against each other in the future."

"Okay." Dai Mubai chuckled, "But the winner will still be us."

The two people's eyes were looking at each other invisible, and the fire was radiating.

For a long time, Yu Tianheng took a deep breath and said to his teammates: "Let's go."

A group of seven people walked slowly toward the soul master's entrance with somewhat staggering steps.

The physical injuries may be healed, but the psychological trauma——

The moment he stepped off the Soul Fighting Stage, Dugu Yan turned around and said to Tang San, "I will remember today's shame."

"One day, you will fall under my snake venom, unable to survive or die."

Tang San looked at the other party calmly and smiled lightly: "We are always waiting."

As the opponent left, the tense atmosphere truly dissipated.

Dai Mubai suddenly laughed, "We won."

The seven Shrek people looked at each other and stretched out their right hands in unison. Seven people, seven hands, just stacked up in the air. At this moment, the joy of victory and the friendship between each other burst out in full force. .

The master on the side also curved his lips in a rare way. He glanced at Xu Zhi standing next to him and said, "Why don't we come together?"

Xu Zhi shook his head, smiled at the master, and said, "That is their glory."

The roaring applause from the audience brought this wonderful team battle to a perfect end.

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In the lounge, the Shrek Seven Devils sat obediently on chairs, waiting for the daily team battle review.

After waiting for a moment, I saw that the sand table was empty, and the master didn't look like he wanted to discuss it.

"Xu Zhi?" As the first person who couldn't sit still, Oscar blinked at Xu Zhi.

"Ahem." Xu Zhi made a fist with one hand and put it on his lips, his eyes clearly saying: I don't know either.

"Very good, you won." The master said, "Not only did you defeat your opponent, you also defeated yourself."

"Today's team battle spirit, even the test in the second stage of the trial, you all passed my test with excellent results."

Oscar's eyes rolled around and he said, "Master, when we get back, isn't it time for us to have a holiday?" Along with this came the expectant eyes of the other seven.

"Little guys, don't be too proud," said Flanders Professional, pouring cold water on them. "In a real competition of strength, you are no match for the Royal Fighter Team."

"Luck is also a part of strength." Little Princess Ning looked at the master and the dean pitifully.

Zhao Wuji, who was protecting the cubs, suddenly turned against him, "Okay Flanders, stop being so arrogant. The children have been working hard enough during this period. Master, do you think we should let them recuperate for a while?"

"Zhao Wuji." A certain money-crazed dean, thinking about the steady flow of gold soul coins he had received in recent days, decided not to let go.

"Well." The master said, "It's time to take a rest."

Looking at the eager eyes of the eight children, the master said: "When I go back this time, I will give you half a month's holiday. You can do what you want."

"Yeah!" So happy!

Less than three seconds after I was happy, I heard the master continue: "Adjust your state and start the third stage of the trial at any time."

"Is there still a third stage?!" The holiday hasn't even started yet, and there are already dark clouds hanging over our heads.

The master glanced at them flatly and said, "What? Do you have any opinions?"

Is it okay to say no? May I? !

Of course not.

"No, no, of course not." With the devil's look in his eyes, Oscar said righteously, "Don't talk about the third stage, even if it's the fourth or fifth stage, we can persevere!"

"Okay." Just when everyone was relieved, the master spoke again, "To put it bluntly, I have a task for you in the next half month."

The hand that was high-fiving Rongrong stopped, and Xu Zhi turned around stiffly.

"Me?" struggling desperately.

"Yeah." The Sword of Damocles fell.

woohoo woohoo-

She knew that she would be the worst offender.

——tbc——