I am in Douluo, and the female pope uses me as her first love substitute.

Suddenly, Tang San raised his head suddenly, and the purple light in his eyes suddenly became stronger.

Seeing his purple eyes, Zhao Wuji looked slightly stern and his steps slowed down. After all, the confusing attack with eyes is the most difficult to resist among the soul skills. He almost suffered a loss when he faced Xiao Wu before.

But Zhao Wuji soon discovered that the purple light in Tang San's eyes didn't seem to have any offensive effect, and just as he paused, Tang San's hands, which had been somewhat restrained, suddenly reached out.

It was only then that Zhao Wuji noticed that Tang San seemed to be holding something tightly in his hand.

At the same time, Dai Mubai, who had been fighting outside the venue for a long time, was slightly moved when he saw this, and immediately recalled the battle with Tang San yesterday.

Heresies... As expected, he would use this somewhat unpredictable method in this actual combat assessment.

Dai Mubai thought silently.

At this time, a stabbing sound like a piercing sound suddenly sounded on the field, and then there was a sound like gold and iron colliding.

"Whew...chichichichichichichichichichichi!"

I saw countless rays of cold light burst out from the ten fingers of Tang San's hands, shooting towards Zhao Wuji's eyes, shoulders, throat, heart, knees, lower body and lower abdomen respectively. None of the attack positions of these cold lights were the same, and they were all aimed at vital points.

Zhao Wuji was shocked again by this, but he quickly reacted. He moved his two bear paws up and down, covering his eyes with the top and his lower body with the bottom. At the same time, he roared, and the soul power of his whole body burst out, using all the strength of Fudo Ming King's body. Get excited.

After Tang San fired the hidden weapon, his body didn't stop at all, and he quickly retreated with his feet on the ghostly shadow. At this time, all the hidden weapons stabbed Zhao Wuji's body, but in the strong golden light, they were all bounced back and did not cause any harm to Zhao Wuji.

Tang San was not surprised by this, but his hands were like butterflies piercing flowers, fluttering or flicking in front of him. Cold light shot out from his hands one after another, and the bracelet-shaped storage soul guide on his wrist flickered from time to time. The light provided Tang San with a steady stream of ultra-small hidden weapons, which were designed to stab at the vital points on Zhao Wuji's body.

Lancet, locust stone, money dart, bone-piercing nail...

As time gradually passed, Zhao Wuji became familiar with and figured out the attack methods of Tang San's hidden weapons, so his whole body suddenly shone with the golden light of the Immovable King's body, and he strode towards Tang San.

In this regard, Tang San had no choice but to continue using Ghost Shadow, while relying on "Ning Rongrong" to give him the soul-level Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda boost, and at the same time using hidden weapons to fight in a roundabout way with Zhao Wuji.

As for Blue Silver Grass?

Damn it! Tang San became angry whenever he talked about this. The strength of the blue silver grass in his current life is not as strong as that in his previous life. He cannot even hinder Zhao Wuji for even a moment. It is a complete waste of soul power to use it. It may even completely anger Zhao Wuji because of the foul smell emitted by the blue silver grass. Zhao Wuji in an explosive state was not something that Tang San, with his current strength, was qualified to touch.

Of course, if Tang San used the Clear Sky Hammer, he might be able to come up with some new tricks at this time, but Tang San would undoubtedly not do this. After all, he had already noticed that a certain holy son had come to the field to watch the battle. Besides, Tang San had many other concerns, so there was no need to talk about them further.

In fact, Tang San's anger towards Zhao Wuji for hurting Xiao Wu has dissipated a lot now. Perhaps he was limited by his own strength, and the "Dragon Beard Needle" he originally relied on was cut off in advance by that hateful Holy Son of Spirit Hall. For some reason, Tang San gradually became calmer during the battle.

He thought that he might as well continue to struggle with Zhao Wuji until the incense stick on the ground burned out, then he could relax. Fortunately, he did not ask Zao Wuji to light a new stick of incense for a test like he did in his previous life.

Otherwise, he will be embarrassed.

"The third soul skill, gravity enhancement!"

"The fourth soul skill, positioning tracking!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Zhao Wuji, who was opposite him, suddenly became a little annoyed at being teased by the slippery Tang San. Maybe it was because he was worried that he would be laughed at when word got out that the Ming Dynasty had failed to capture Tang San for a long time. After taking a look at the incense that was about to burn down to only a third of it, he activated the third and fourth soul skills without any regard for martial ethics, intending to end the battle right there.

That's right, from the beginning, Zhao Wuji never thought about letting the five people pass his actual combat assessment. In his opinion, as long as he defeated the slippery Tang San, the remaining Ning Rongrong and Huo Yuhao needless to say. Zhu Zhuqing can also solve it easily.

Maybe, if he tries hard, he won't need to get stuck, and he can take down all five little monsters on the opposite side when the incense has just burned to only a third of the time.

Zhao Wuji thought happily.

The next moment, Tang San felt as if his feet were stuck in a quagmire, and his body suddenly became heavier, as if his weight had doubled. Even if his feet were covered with ghosts, his movement speed was obviously reduced. At the same time, the fourth purple soul ring on Zhao Wuji flew out and landed on Tang San. Then Zhao Wuji jumped up suddenly and rushed towards Tang San Xiong from a distance.

In this regard, Tang San, who already knew the details of Zhao Wuji's fourth soul skill, knew that he could not avoid it. He sighed inwardly and decided to pull out a trump card——

Machine-like concealed weapons!

This was something he had been hiding and not using during the battle with Dai Mubai yesterday.

"Boo! Hah! Hah!"

But hearing a sound like a piercing sky, sharp arrows or steel needles were shot out from various parts of Tang San's body. Different from the hidden weapons he had just thrown with his soul power, every attack from these mechanical hidden weapons was different. The movement was not small and extremely violent.

Sleeve arrows, insinuations, crossbows with tight-fitting backs... Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank while he was jumping in mid-air, but now he was somewhat harmed by his fourth soul skill positioning and tracking. Facing Tang San's sudden and fierce attack, he couldn't stand it at all. There was no way to avoid it, so I had to rely on Fudo Myooh's body to "eat" it.

Afterwards, although Zhao Wuji looked a little embarrassed, but overall he was fine, he finally landed in front of Tang San, and then he didn't give Tang San a chance to use Control the Crane and Capture the Dragon to tangle with him again, and just slapped Tang San away. Three exits.

"puff……"

In the process of flying backwards, Tang San couldn't help but vomit a mouthful of blood. His eyes that were still vaguely left on Zhao Wuji were full of anger, and he secretly cursed him with "the way to death" in his heart, thinking. Ba Ba would definitely teach him a lesson for him tonight, and then he was caught by Dai Mubai who rushed over from outside the venue.