Chapter 8

"The other party is not a vicious person, there is no need not to use hidden weapons as a training."

Before Tang San went on stage, the master warned.

Tang San nodded, thinking that I have eight spider spirit bones and mystic sky skills, it shouldn't be a big problem to win, I don't need hidden weapons.

Xiao Wu worried: "Brother, be careful."

Tang San smiled: "Don't worry, I won't be easily defeated."

Flender came back after receiving the betting money, patted Tang San on the shoulder, showing an encouraging look: "Come on, I bet you to win this time."

Tang San smiled helplessly, then went backstage to prepare for the competition.

"Don't worry, third brother will definitely not lose."

Ning Rongrong walked to Xiao Wu's side and comforted her. Xiao Wu clasped her hands on her chest and nodded slightly.

Dai Mubai was sent to be treated by Zhao Wuji, Ma Hongjun, and Zhu Zhuqing, and recovered.

10 minutes passed quickly.

"Yes, both spirit fighters are invited to enter the arena."

"The Monkey King who has won eleven consecutive victories and has never been defeated!"

"And, Qianshou Shura, who participated in the soul fighting competition for the first time in the Great Soul Arena of Soto City!"

"A level 33 soul master, with one white, one yellow and one purple soul ring!"

"A level 31 soul master with two yellow and one purple soul rings!"

"Will Monkey King continue his invincible legend? Let us wait and see!"

The referee host is active in the atmosphere.

"Monkey King, Monkey King!"

"Monkey King, Monkey King!"

"Monkey King, Monkey King!"

The loudest voice on the audience stage was the words "Monkey King".

It seems that there are not a few fans and people who won money because of Monkey King.

"Keep an eye on this Monkey King, we must make him look good!"

The people from the Barack Academy on the audience stand were still there, and the one who spoke was the leader of the dozen or so, named Lovki.

This person's father was in charge of the Ministry of Education of the Kingdom of Barak, and he had a lot of power.

He is only at level 39 spirit power and is no match for Hou Xiaoliu, so he is going to have someone punish this arrogant Hou Xiaoliu in private.

The point is, Hou Xiaoliu has made him lose a lot of money in two consecutive bets.

This time, Luo Fuji got angry and also bet on Hou Xiaoliu to lose, that is to say, he bet on Tang San to win.

Hou Xiaoliu and Tang San entered the arena one after another.

Neither of them spoke, they looked at each other.

"Tang San has many tricks and hidden weapons, so don't be careless."

Hou Xiaoliu has played ten games, this time he is the most cautious, who made Tang San "fail" so much.

"Both sides, please release the martial soul and open the soul ring!"

The referee host was flying in the air with a magic device and said with a microphone.

Hou Xiaoliu (Monkey King) Wuhun spear, one white one yellow one purple spirit ring!
Tang San (Thousand-Handed Shura) has blue silver grass in his martial soul, two yellow and one purple soul rings!
"What are you doing!"

"It's actually a useless martial spirit like Lanyincao, who dares to come to the soul fighting arena! Cao, I lost this bet!"

The person who had bet on Tang San's victory, when he saw Tang San's martial spirit, instantly became ill!

"unlucky!"

"damn it!"

"A useless martial soul like Lanyincao dares to fight souls!"

Luo Fuji of Barack College was even more furious: "These two people must not be let go, they must be taught a good lesson, otherwise the hatred in my heart will be difficult to solve!"

This time, Luo Fuji hated both Hou Xiaoliu and Tang San.

"Spirit fighting competition, start!"

The referee host announced.

"The first soul skill, Coil!"

Tang San took the lead in attacking, wanting to test how much strength Hou Xiaoliu had left.

Several vines of blue silver grass appeared on the fighting spirit stage, heading towards Hou Xiaoliu.

Hou Xiaoliu knew that at thirty and Tang San, the Wuhun Blue Silver Grass not only had a paralyzing effect but also had toxins, so they couldn't be entangled.

Moreover, once touched, Tang San could then activate the "parasitic" spirit ability, which would only make him more passive.

With a wave of the spear, the nearby blue silver grass was cut off, but new blue silver grass vines kept coming.

"The third soul skill, shape-shifting!"

The third soul ring appeared, and the third soul skill was activated. Many phantoms of Hou Xiaoliu appeared on the soul fighting platform, and it was impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.

And, it's fast.

pity.

Tang San has Purple Demon Eyes.

Extreme Purple Demon Eyes!

Tang San's eyes turned purple, seeing through the real and the fake, and controlled the Blue Silver Grass to chase after Hou Xiaoliu's main body: "Unfortunately, your phantom is useless to me!"

This sucks!
Hou Xiaoliu was very speechless, almost forgot that Tang San still had the "hook" of Ziji Demon Eye, so the confusing effect of shape-shifting couldn't be exerted.

However, the confusion effect was gone, but the speed of "Shape Shifting" still gave Tang San a headache, his Blue Silver Grass speed couldn't keep up.

"Isn't his soul power exhausted?"

The two sides started a situation of chasing after each other, and their soul power was exhausted.

"What is Monkey King doing? Why did he run away? What are you afraid of if you just use up your martial soul?"

"Hey, I'm afraid that the spirit power consumed in three consecutive battles is too great to recover in time. The opponent is a control-type soul master, so I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with!"

"Haha... Isn't the Great Sage Equaling Heaven very arrogant? In three consecutive battles, no matter how much soul power you have, you will lose. Fortunately, I bought a thousand-armed Shura to win!"

"The Great Sage Equaling Heaven is too arrogant, and the Blue Silver Grass is also unexpected, the outcome is hard to predict!"

Some people worry, some people gloat.

"Xiao Gang, it seems that Tang San has a great chance of winning."

Flender was flattered, thinking that he was going to win again in this game.

The master didn't take it seriously: "The Great Sage Equaling Heaven has a strong soul power, which has never been seen before. In a competition of consumption, Xiaosan probably won't have the advantage."

Oscar said in surprise: "It's been three games in a row. Is Monkey King a monster?"

Ning Rongrong speculated: "Is there any way for him to quickly recover his soul power?"

Xiao Wu was puzzled: "No way? He has used all three soul skills, and they don't have the effect of restoring soul power. There is no medicine that can restore soul power in a short time, right?"

The master shook his head: "It's only 10 minutes. There may be foreign objects that allow people to quickly recover their soul power within 10 minutes, but they are rare. I believe that this person's own soul power is strong, not the recovered soul power.

However, whether the soul power is thick or not depends on the age of the soul ring, the other party is only a white, a yellow, and a purple three very young soul rings, it stands to reason that the soul power is not as strong as Xiaosan..."

It seems that the master is also very puzzled.

He didn't know that Hou Xiaoliu's strong soul power came from a ten thousand year soul ring and a thirty thousand year soul ring.

On the Soul Stage.

Tang San also realized that Hou Xiaoliu was fighting with him to consume his soul power. He was still confident at first, but after more than ten minutes, he felt that the opponent was still able to handle it with ease, while his own soul power had been consumed by more than half.

If this continues, it will be bad for him.

"Strange, how much soul power does he have? Could it be that his soul skills consume very little soul power? Or is it that the soul power is far thicker than imagined?"

Tang San decided to adjust his strategy.

"The third soul skill, spider web restraint!"

The purple soul ring appeared, and the third soul skill was activated.

The spider web has a wider binding range and is easier to catch prey.

"The first soul skill, a little colder!"

Using the first soul skill with the blessing of the third soul skill Apparatus, the attack power is greatly increased.

break!
The spider webs were smashed by the spears one by one.

Breaking through the spider web, Hou Xiaoliu quickly attacked Tang San with his shape-changing shadow.

"Melee combat, I am not afraid!"

Xuan Tian Gong!
Xuanyu hand!
Tang San's hands turned gray and white, ready to face Hou Xiaoliu's long spear attack.

Clang!
Xuanyu caught the attacking spear with his hand and crushed it.

Followed by.

Ghost Shadows!

Tang San used his body skills and approached Hou Xiaoliu.

Too much, so many hangs!
Hou Xiaoliu complained in his heart, and quickly distanced himself from Tang San by using Apparatus.

"You can't escape."

"Cobweb Bound!"

A large spider web fell from behind.

"Brother, you have too many hangs, isn't it a foul?"

This was the first sentence Hou Xiaoliu said to Tang San, but Tang San didn't understand it.

At this time, Hou Xiaoliu was bound by the spider web.

(End of this chapter)

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