Douluo's Peerless Hades

Chapter 25 Tang San, who couldn't stand the stimulation, fainted!

"Can't run anymore?" Zhao Wuji grabbed Tang San with his hands.

Tang San gritted his teeth, had no choice but to give birth to those blue silver grass seeds on Zhao Wuji's body.

Zhao Wou-ki's body was once again wrapped by the blue silver grass, like a huge rice dumpling.

Tang San used the ghost shadow fascination trace to the extreme, and finally opened the distance with Zao Wou-ki.

He glanced at the incense in the distance, and there was still half of it left.

"Is it really necessary to use hidden weapons?" Tang San thought in his heart.

Before starting the assessment, he had already thought of this possibility.

With his Blue Silver Grass alone, he might not be able to pass this assessment.

Unexpectedly, just half of the time passed, he was forced to use a hidden weapon.

"Good boy, your reflexes are very good." Zhao Wuji broke away from the blue silver grass on his body again.

His fourth spirit ring lit up, and the spirit ability "Location Tracking" was activated, and the fourth spirit ring on his body flew out directly, putting it on Tang San.

Zhao Wuji laughed, jumped up, and quickly approached Tang San in mid-air.

Tang San was startled, desperately mobilizing his soul power, trying to escape.

However, he was shocked to find that no matter how he changed direction, Zao Wou-ki's direction also changed accordingly.

Tang San gritted his teeth and stopped.

He understood that this must be related to Zhao Wuji's fourth soul skill, he couldn't escape it.

As long as Zhao Wuji gets close, he will definitely lose.

The only option is to take the initiative.

He wiped his hands around his waist, and already pinched several lancets with his fingertips.

The blades of these lancets are all blue and have been poisoned.

Tang San's hidden weapons are divided into two types, poisonous and non-poisonous.

At this time, facing Zhao Wuji, the soul sage, the non-toxic hidden weapon has little effect.

So he directly used the poisonous lancet.

Zhao Wuji was in midair, approaching Tang San relying on the traction of the spirit ring.

For Tang San, this is the best target.

Tang San flicked his hands, a total of six lancets shot at Zhao Wuji's limbs.

The distance between the two sides was already extremely close, Tang San shot the hidden weapon extremely fast, Zhao Wuji, who had never seen a hidden weapon before, couldn't react at all, all four limbs were hit at the same time.

Zao Wou-ki only felt a pain in his limbs at the same time, and then came a strong sense of numbness.

"This thing is poisonous!"

He reacted immediately, and with all his strength, there was a sound of puff puff puff, and all the lancets on his body were forced out.

"Despicable!" Zhao Wuji roared, and under the effect of the fourth spirit ability, he finally came in front of Tang San.

His second spirit ring lit up, and he activated his powerful vajra palms, both palms became like palm-leaf fans, and slapped Tang San.

Tang San's complexion changed, he stepped back quickly, and at the same time raised his hands.

Sigh, there was a slight sound, and two short arrows shot out from Tang San's sleeves, straight towards Zhao Wuji's chest and stomach.

"Damn it!" Zhao Wuji yelled, the first soul ring lit up, and a burst of intense golden light erupted from his body.

The two short arrows that were shot were instantly sent flying by the golden light bullets.

Tang San was also swept away by the aftermath of the golden light, and retreated with his strength.

"What a sinister boy!" Zhao Wuji roared, using more strength, approaching Tang San at a faster speed.

At this time, his limbs were already numb and painful, and began to feel weak.

Being shot by Tang San's hidden weapon, Zao Wou-ki already felt humiliated.

Coupled with the poisoning, his anger was almost uncontrollable.

Originally wanted to give Tang San a blow, but he didn't expect that a soul sage himself was injured.

There are several little guys watching beside him, so what kind of image will he have in the future?

He must teach Tang San a severe lesson.

Seeing the angry Zhao Wuji, Tang San thought to himself that it was terrible.

He gritted his teeth fiercely, and swung his hands forward violently.

Six extremely tiny gold wires flew out at an extremely fast speed, shooting towards Zhao Wuji.

It was the dragon's whisker needle hidden between his nails, which he just obtained yesterday.

When the dragon beard needle is not injected with soul power, it will shrink into a ball, which is an extremely fine particle.

Once the soul power is injected, it will become an extremely sharp needle with strong penetrating ability, designed to break all kinds of qi and practice kung fu horizontally.

These dragon beard needles are too small, and the speed is extremely fast, it is difficult to find without careful observation.

Zhao Wou-ki was careless again.

Before that, he didn't know anything about hidden weapons, and he never thought that there were such tiny weapons.

The dragon beard needle pierced Zao Wou-ki's skin without making any sound.

It wasn't until the dragon needle needle shrank into a ball in Zhao Wuji's body that Zhao Wuji felt severe pain.

"hiss……"

Zhao Wou-ki couldn't help but gasped, his face was almost contorted.

He stopped, staggered and almost fell.

Tang San focused on taking care of Zhao Wuji's two legs, firing a total of ten dragon beard needles.

The pain of the muscles being pulled and torn made Zhao Wou-ki, a tough guy, a little unbearable.

On the surface of his skin, there were bumps as big as eggs.

Tang San retreated to the distance, seeing Zhao Wuji stop, finally heaved a sigh of relief.

He glanced at the stick of incense in the distance, only a little bit was left, and a confident smile appeared on his face.

"Little San, good job." Xiao Wu shouted excitedly from a distance.

Zhao Wuji raised his head and glanced at the stick of incense, coupled with the pain of tearing his body, the anger in his chest exploded.

He originally wanted to use this battle to educate Tang San, to sharpen the arrogance of these geniuses.

Unexpectedly, from the beginning to the end, it was as if he was being teased, his body was covered with bruises, but Tang San was completely unscathed.

I lost face on the first day of school, how can I educate these little bastards in the future?

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji lost his mind for a while
At the moment when the stick of incense was about to burn out, Zhao Wuji no longer suppressed his strength, and jumped towards Tang San.

"What a vicious boy!"

Zhao Wuji yelled angrily, the gravity increased and the powerful vajra palm activated again, and slapped towards Tang San.

The confident smile on Tang San's face disappeared, his eyes widened suddenly, and a hint of fear appeared on his face.

This palm was too strong, and he smelled the breath of death.

Seeing the fear on Tang San's face, Zhao Wuji finally withdrew some strength.

With a bang, under the slap of Zhao Wou-ki's palm-like giant palm, Tang San flew out backwards like a rag sack, spurting blood, and hit the bamboo chair where Zao Wou-ki was resting before.

Crack, click, the bamboo chair was directly smashed to pieces by Tang San.

When Tang San landed, another mouthful of blood spewed out, his expression sluggish.

He glanced at the stick of incense with difficulty, and found that there was still a little light, and a look of despair climbed up his face.

There is no chance, he is now seriously injured and cannot stand up at all.

"Teacher, have I passed the examination?"

Tang San asked a little unwillingly, hoping that Zhao Wuji would look at his excellent performance and make an allowance.

Zhao Wuji took a deep breath, endured the severe pain, and said ruthlessly:

"It's such a vicious method. I hate insidious and cunning things the most. You failed the assessment this time!"

Fail!

These three words kept echoing in Tang San's mind, as if he had been struck by lightning, his vision darkened and he passed out.

"Xiao San!" Xiao Wu shouted and ran over.

Ye Feng and the others also followed.

"This kid, the mental capacity is not good enough."

Seeing Tang San fainted, Zhao Wuji grinned in pain.

Xiao Wu ran over and said angrily: "Mr. Zhao, you are a senior, how can you strike so hard?"

The painful expression on Zao Wou-ki's face disappeared, and he pretended to be nonchalant and said: "I have kept my hand, his injury is not serious, he will be fine tomorrow after treatment, he just couldn't stand the stimulation for a while and passed out."

Xiao Wu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mubai, take this kid to Oscar's room and let Oscar feed him a few more sausages." Zhao Wuji said.

(End of this chapter)