novelhk Chapter 190 Tang 3 is about to unleash his full potential
Chapter 190 Tang 3 is about to unleash his full potential
Chapter 190 Tang San is about to unleash his full power
At the same time, Dai Mubai slightly raised his head and looked at Tang San. He saw that Tang San, with his strange movement techniques and unusual palm skills, was actually managing to hold his own against Zhu Zhuqing.
Seeing this scene, Dai Mubai curled his lip in disdain. In his opinion, Zhu Zhuqing might indeed be a little stronger than him, but only by a limited margin, definitely not as strong as Yang Ruolin. He was certain that if Tang San were facing Yang Ruolin, he would definitely be killed in one move, just like him.
Despite his disdain, a hint of greed quietly crept into his eyes as he gazed at Tang San's figure.
"If only I could master Tang San's self-created soul skills. Hmph! Blue Silver Grass? What a trashy martial soul. If those self-created soul skills were used by my White Tiger martial soul, I would definitely be ten thousand times stronger than Tang San."
Dai Mubai was extremely envious of Tang San's mysterious self-created soul skills, and his jealousy was hard to conceal. After spending two years together, he knew that Tang San's skills were self-created soul skills, and they were self-created soul skills that had nothing to do with martial souls and could be passed down.
Although Dai Mubai was reluctant to admit it, Tang San was indeed the strongest among them. He naturally attributed all of this to Tang San's self-created soul skills, coupled with Tang San's strange and unusual hidden weapons. He concluded that Tang San's identity was definitely not ordinary; it was impossible for an ordinary person to possess such a legacy.
Dai Mubai had also subtly expressed to Tang San his desire to learn those self-created soul skills. If he could learn them, his combat power would be greatly enhanced, and he would no longer be afraid of his elder brother. He might even inherit the throne.
However, Tang San refused his request without hesitation, his attitude was very firm.
This infuriated Dai Mubai, but he was powerless to do anything about it. He was just a prince without any power, and he couldn't beat Tang San. In addition, they were all under the watchful eyes of Flander, Zhao Wuji, and others, so he dared not do anything excessive and could only watch enviously.
On the other side, Tang San frowned. Although he had used the Xuan Yu Hand, his palms were still aching. The pressure he was under was not as easy as it seemed on the surface.
Zhu Zhuyun's attacks were extremely powerful and sharp, far surpassing those of Dai Mubai, with whom she had fought many times. Although her cat claws were several times smaller than Dai Mubai's tiger claws, their penetrating power was astonishing.
It's important to know that Dai Mubai has never been able to break through Tang San's defenses with his Xuan Yu Hand. Tang San is also full of confidence in his Xuan Yu Hand, believing that its defensive power is definitely no weaker than the tortoise shells of the Shi Mo and Shi Mo brothers, and that the Xuan Yu Hand will continue to grow stronger as he grows.
But at this moment, under Zhu Zhuqing's cat claw attack, his Xuan Yu hand was left with many wounds, and faint bloodstains were visible. How could he not be alarmed?
Actually, this is mainly due to the penetrating effect of Zhu Zhuqing's third soul skill, and this effect can last for half an hour, which is enough to support her to end the game.
"What's going on? Why haven't Dai Mubai, Shi Mo, and Shi Mo returned yet? And what are Xiao Wu, Yu Feng, and Oslo doing?" Tang San had been fighting Zhu Zhuqing for several breaths, and his teammates should have come to support him by now, but there wasn't a single person in sight. This didn't make sense!
However, the pressure from Zhu Zhuqing was too great for him; he dared not be distracted by observing his teammates' situation. For a control-type Soul Master to be forced to the point of being unable to observe his teammates' situation is obviously extremely fatal for a team.
Tang San heard a loud bang just now, and a sense of foreboding instantly welled up in his heart.
"Ah~" "Ah~" Just then, two more screams came one after another, and Tang San's ominous premonition grew stronger.
"Second Soul Skill - Parasite!"
"Third Soul Skill - Blue Silver Serpent Binding!"
Tang San no longer held back his soul power, unleashing his second and third soul skills simultaneously.
Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing's body stiffened abruptly, and a large amount of fine blue silver grass instantly grew around her, covering her entire body in the blink of an eye.
Then, a large number of blackish-purple Blue Silver Grasses, each about the thickness of a bowl, broke through the soil, wrapped around the original dense Blue Silver Grass, and completely enveloped it, making it look like a large blackish-purple oval cocoon.
Tang San's second spirit ring came from a plant-type spirit beast called Ghost Vine, which was over 600 years old. Although its age did not reach the so-called 764 years, it was still one of Tang San's few extremely useful spirit skills.
Ghost Vine is a terrifying plant-type soul beast with extremely strong neurotoxins. Once you are hit by its thorns, the toxins will take effect immediately and continue until the host is reduced to a thick liquid and becomes its nutrients.
But that's not its most annoying aspect, because there are many spirit beasts far more terrifying than its poison. What makes it most frightening is its parasitic ability. When it attacks, it releases countless tiny seeds that directly parasitize its enemies.
As long as the ghost vine provides enough energy, or the seeds absorb enough nutrients, they will grow on the host, and the neurotoxin will spread on the host.
After Tang San absorbed the Ghost Vine's spirit ring, the most important ability he inherited was parasitism. Upon the infusion of spirit power, the seeds scattered in the air would instantly grow, achieving the purpose of entanglement, making it impossible to defend against. It can be described as an extremely insidious and vicious spirit skill.
In addition, his Blue Silver Grass martial soul also inherited the neurotoxin of the Ghost Vine Beast. However, because the life attributes of the Ghost Vine and his Blue Silver Grass conflicted, the Ghost Vine toxin inherited by his Blue Silver Grass martial soul was very weak, only having a paralyzing effect, and was far less terrifying than the Ghost Vine Beast's toxin.
However, with the two Mandragora Snake soul rings that Tang San had attached, the venom on his Blue Silver Grass was quite considerable.
At this moment, a faint, sweet tea fragrance emanated from the large, dark purple cocoon. This fragrance was clearly the poisonous aura emanating from his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul. If an ordinary person were to smell it, they would die from the poison, and it would also have a significant impact on low-level Soul Masters.
After glancing at Zhu Zhuqing, who was wrapped up in a large cocoon, Tang San finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly checked on his teammates.
The first thing that catches the eye is Dai Mubai, Ausro, and Yu Feng. You wouldn't believe it until you see them; the match had only been going on for less than a minute, and all three were already lying on the floor.
Dai Mubai, in particular, was covered in spurting blood, which soaked the surrounding ground. He lay on the edge of the arena, seemingly about to fall off. At first glance, he looked as if he was about to die.
But Tang San's eyesight was incredibly sharp; he immediately saw through Dai Mubai's condition. His main problem was overexertion; the external injuries weren't fatal. Especially seeing Dai Mubai's slight attempts to climb off the stage, Tang San's eye twitched involuntarily, and he cursed inwardly, "What a coward!"
Not far from Dai Mubai were Yu Feng and Oslo. They seemed to be in much better condition than Dai Mubai, but as an expert in poisons, Tang San was naturally quite knowledgeable about various injuries.
The two suffered even worse torment than Dai Mubai. Not only were they coughing up blood, but their chests were also covered in horrific claw marks, which had injured their bones and tendons. Both of them had fainted, though they had lost less blood and had fewer wounds than Dai Mubai. But Tang San still couldn't help but curse inwardly, "Two pieces of trash!"
Tang San suddenly felt incredibly tired. He was the Soul Master with the lowest Soul Power cultivation among them, yet he had faced Zhu Zhuqing, who was a whole realm higher than him, and hadn't fallen into a disadvantageous position. But his teammates, who clearly had the advantage in numbers, were the first to fall to the ground, which made him feel as if he had been born at the wrong time and hadn't met a wise ruler.
But these thoughts were fleeting; the grim situation left him no time for sentimentality, and he immediately turned his attention to his teammates.
Before him, the two brothers, Shi Mo and Shi Mo, were being overwhelmed by Yang Ruolin alone. Yang Ruolin wielded the domineering and powerful Soul-Breaking Spear, her attacks incredibly fierce. The spear tip gleamed with a cold light, and each swing carried a sharp gust of wind.
Even though the martial souls of Graphite and Millstone are the top-tier defensive martial souls, the Xuanwu Turtle, they can only barely hold on at this moment, and that is only the result of the two of them working together.
Their faces were solemn, their foreheads covered in sweat. Back to back, they cooperated, trying to withstand Yang Ruolin's overwhelming offensive. The defensive tortoise shells on their bodies made dull sounds under Yang Ruolin's attacks.
Behind Yang Ruolin were Bai Chenxiang and Ye Lingling, who were providing support. The two seemed quite relaxed. Bai Chenxiang was only responsible for protecting Ye Lingling and showed no intention of helping her. She crossed her arms, her eyes filled with confidence and composure, as if the outcome of the match was already predetermined.
Ye Lingling was slightly more concerned than her, her eyes constantly scanning the battlefield, her hands already prepared with healing soul power, ready to deal with any emergencies.
Upon seeing this, Tang San's expression turned extremely grim. Now that their numerical advantage was gone, it was clearly impossible for him to launch a sneak attack on the enemy's back row.
At the same time, Yang Ruolin's aura gave him a feeling that it was the legendary state of oneness with heaven and man in his previous life, which greatly surprised him.
Tang San didn't know much about the realm of harmony between man and nature; he had only heard snippets of it. But based on the information he had, even if Yang Ruolin hadn't reached that realm yet, she had probably touched upon it.
At this moment, he also understood why Dai Mubai had been crippled so quickly; if he were to go there, things probably wouldn't be much better.
Tang San felt increasingly helpless and bitter. "It seems I'm going to lose this first match."
"No, I won't give up until the very last moment." Tang San gritted his teeth, still unwilling to give up, and his gaze shifted again.
This time, Tang San saw Xiao Wu fleeing in terror from Zhu Zhuyun's grasp. Xiao Wu was also in a terrible state, with claw marks all over her body, and even her carefully maintained scorpion braid that reached down to her calves was gone, as if it had been cut in half, with messy strands of hair cascading down her back.
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Let's go back to the beginning of the match.
While Zhu Zhuqing was keeping Tang San occupied, Zhu Zhuyun set her sights on Oslo and Yu Feng.
Zhu Zhuyun appeared beside Oslo in a flash.
"First Soul Skill - Netherworld Thrust!"
In an instant, Zhu Zhuyun's sharp cat claws left deep claw marks on Oslo's body, the marks like jagged ravines, from which blood gushed out. Then, a whip kick struck Oslo's lower abdomen.
Oslo's body instantly flew into the air like a shrimp arching its back, and then fell towards the edge of the arena.
Oslo screamed in mid-air, spitting out a mouthful of blood, before fainting and crashing heavily to the ground.
However, Zhu Zhuyun acted with great restraint, only rendering Oslo unable to fight, without posing a fatal threat.
The reason why Zhu Zhuyun was able to defeat Oslo so decisively, even more easily than Yang Ruolin defeated Dai Mubai, is because both of them are agility-type Soul Masters.
For Soul Masters of the same type, as long as their Martial Soul levels are not too different, the difference in Soul Power level is the main factor in determining victory.
Especially between agility-based attackers, since they are all fragile, the side with higher soul power will naturally be faster, and the outcome will be decided very quickly.
In a battle between two defensive Soul Masters, it would take the one with higher Soul Power a considerable amount of time to defeat the one with lower Soul Power, since it's virtually impossible for a tank to kill another tank unless the difference in Soul Power is too great.
In Zhu Zhuyun's eyes, Oslo and Yufeng were just two little Karamis. She was far faster than them, and they couldn't dodge her attacks at all.
Therefore, Zhu Zhuyun only used her first soul skill and easily defeated Oslo before Yu Feng could react.
Flying in the air, Yu Feng witnessed everything. He broke out in a cold sweat and was stunned for a moment before he realized he needed to help, but it was too late.
On the other side, Xiao Wu also briefly analyzed the situation. Originally, she wanted to go and support Tang San, but seeing Zhu Zhuyun chasing after Oslo and Yu Feng, she felt that the three of them might be able to eliminate the opponent's strongest Soul King contestant on the surface, so she also chased after them.
However, Zhu Zhuyun was too fast. By the time she caught up, Oslo had already been defeated instantly.
Zhu Zhuyun naturally noticed that Xiao Wu had followed, but she only glanced at her out of the corner of her eye and then ignored her.
Looking at the unconscious Oslo, Yu Feng couldn't help but feel fortunate that he could fly; otherwise, he too would have been instantly killed.
"You think you can fly and I can't hit you?" Zhu Zhuyun looked at Yu Feng's figure and sneered.
Upon hearing this, Yu Feng was puzzled, but still instinctively flew a little higher.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Netherworld Spring Fall!" Immediately, Zhu Zhuyun's fourth soul ring lit up.
A burst of dark purple light shot out from Zhu Zhuyun and shone on Yu Feng.
"Huh? What happened? Why did Yu Feng fall down?" Xiao Wu, who was rushing over, was startled.
She saw Yu Feng, who was flying peacefully in the air, suddenly stop flying uncontrollably. Xiao Wu could even clearly see that Yu Feng's eyes gradually became glazed and his pupils began to dilate, as if he were under an illusion.
Immediately before Xiao Wu arrived, Zhu Zhuyun leaped up, her first spirit ring flashing again, and her sharp cat claws fiercely gripped Yu Feng's body.
At this moment, under the intense pain, Yu Feng finally regained consciousness.
But it was too late. Like Oslo, Yufeng also received a whip kick.
Because his body was even more fragile than Oslo's, Zhu Zhuyun's whip kick made his eyes bulge slightly, and he almost vomited up his dinner from the night before.
After a piercing scream, Yu Feng followed in Oslo's footsteps.
But at that moment, Xiao Wu also leaped into the air and arrived behind Zhu Zhuyun...
(End of this chapter)