Douluo: Mr. Six of the Qibao Glazed Sect

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Facing Tang San's sneak attack from behind, Zhao Wuji's heart rang with alarms. As soon as his anus tightened and his steel butt tightened, the flying knife suddenly stopped with a 'ding' sound.

Seeing Zhao Wuji receiving a sword in the back court, Shen Jianxin's pupils suddenly shrank, and he exclaimed in his heart that the powerful soul saint is so terrifying, Fudo Mingwang is well-deserved, and even his buttocks have been trained to such a level. He must have worked very hard normally.

At this time, Tang San was even more surprised than Shen Jianxin. In the world he was in, no matter how he practiced the body-training techniques such as the Golden Bell Cover, the Iron Cloth Shirt, and the Thirteen Taibao, the back court and the navel were two innate Any flaw will be the cover.

However, this soul master on Douluo Continent actually found a new way and practiced the magical skill of steel buttocks. The flexibility of his hips is not weaker than that of his hands and feet. It is really terrifying.

But, is it Tang San's behavior to give up so easily?

Briefly dazed, Tang San quickly retreated, and as he retreated, his hands were like butterflies piercing flowers, swung or flicked in front of him, one after another, cold light shot out from his hands, specifically looking for the key points on Zhao Wuji's body to strike. Looking for his flaws.

Lancets, locust stones, money darts, bone-piercing nails, shurikens, blood droplets, all kinds of hidden weapons bloomed in Tang San's rain of flowers, some flying straight, some flying diagonally, Some circle around the back, and some collide with each other and suddenly change the landing point. Their terrifying hidden weapon techniques are dazzling and breathtaking.

Ding ding ding ding ding

Hidden weapons were continuously launched from Tang San's hands, hitting the golden light on Zhao Wuji's body, and then bounced to the ground, making constant tinkling sounds.

In just a few moments, Zhao Wuji's feet were covered with a thick layer of hidden weapons that shone with cold light, most of which showed abnormal colors such as blue or green, which made people tremble with fear and shudder.

Feeling the constant impact of hidden weapons in his body, Zhao Wuji roughly figured out the attack power of these hidden weapons from Tang San's extremely high-frequency attacks.

"Roar~"

I saw Zhao Wuji roaring, his whole body suddenly glowing with golden light, holding Tang San's hidden weapon, striding out, and like a charging bear, he hit Tang San.

Seeing that Zhao Wuji was about to rush in front of him, Tang San did not panic. Instead, he smiled confidently. His footsteps changed into afterimages and he moved back. With his right hand hooked, the blue silver grass floated and spread, blocking Zhao Wuji's path forward.

The entanglement of his own mother was really terrifying. Different from ordinary blue silver grass, Tang San's two soul ring choices, after his teacher's precise guidance, were far more tenacious than other people's blue silver grass.

Although it still failed to stop Zhao Wuji's charge, it also strangely weakened Zhao Wuji's offensive, giving him a little room for maneuver.

Relying on the blocking of the Blue Silver Grass and the maneuvering of the Ghost Shadow, although Tang San's absolute speed was not as good as Zhao Wuji's, his movement within a few inches was enough to put him in danger many times like a slippery loach.

Previously, Zhao Wuji had tested Tang San's attack power by waiting for work, but now Tang San was tossing and turning, gradually adapting to the intensity of Zhao Wuji's attack.

Soul Saint? Ah! But that's it!

At this moment, Tang San couldn't help but feel a hint of contempt in his heart.

After a while of chasing, Zhao Wuji suddenly stopped and turned to look at the incense candle that Tang San had inserted. Unknowingly, it had shortened by one-third.

"You little monkey, no wonder you are so arrogant, you are so slippery."

"But that's it. The third soul skill: Gravity Amplification."

The third soul ring on Zhao Wuji suddenly lit up, and the purple halo spread, covering Tang San in the blink of an eye.

Suddenly, Tang San felt that his body suddenly became heavier, as if his weight had doubled, and his feet seemed to be stuck in a swamp, making it difficult to lift up.

Zhao Wuji smiled lightly: "Boy, you are already proud of yourself for being able to force me to use three of my soul skills."

"The second soul skill, the powerful Vajra Palm."

As soon as he finished speaking, the golden light of Zhao Wuji's huge right hand suddenly became powerful. With a slight exertion of his steps, two pits were created on the ground. He jumped up, fell from the sky, and struck at Tang San, who was unable to move at the same place.

Seeing this palm technique that was emitting golden light and falling from the sky, Tang San felt an inexplicable sense of disgust, as if this golden light could purify him.

Tang San's eyes gleamed with coldness, it seemed that the plan was about to be launched in advance.

Knowing that he couldn't dodge this move, Tang San simply stopped dodging. Seeing that golden palm was about to slap him on the head, Tang San smiled confidently: "Second soul skill: Parasitism!"

When the blue silver grass blocked Zhao Wuji's progress before, the parasitic seeds had been quietly hidden on Zhao Wuji's body. Now it was suddenly activated, and the blue silver grass that suddenly appeared immediately entangled Zhao Wuji in the air.

Tang San chose the perfect time to launch his parasitism, it happened to be the moment before Zhao Wuji landed. In this way, Zhao Wuji would not be able to attack him immediately after landing.

Tang San was seen raising his hands at the same time, and a clanging sound was heard at the same time. Six rays of cold light spurted out from his sleeves, and the powerful crossbow arrows shot straight towards Zhao Wuji's face with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

Zhao Wuji remained calm in the face of danger: "The first soul skill: Immovable Ming King Body!"

There was a loud "bang" sound. As the golden light spread, Zhao Wuji not only broke free from the shackles of the Blue Silver Grass, but also knocked away the six crossbow arrows aimed at him, and then raised his hand to shoot at Tang San.

But is Tang San really that easy to deal with? You must know that until now, he has only used throwing concealed weapons, and the inner skills he secretly learned, those powerful mechanical concealed weapons, have not been used much yet.

Controlling the Crane and Capturing the Dragon was activated, and with the help of the momentum brought by Zhao Wuji's Fudo Ming King body, Tang San used the force to jump back again, avoiding Zhao Wuji's slap in the air.

His arms were drawn in, his chest muscles were pumping, and a buzzing sound suddenly sounded from Tang San's chest.

I saw a gleaming steel needle spurting out from Tang San's chest along with a stream of thick mist, just in time to meet Zhao Wuji's attack.

The mist with the fragrance of tea made Zhao Wuji dizzy for a moment, and his spirit suddenly became temporarily unfocused. The movement of his soul power also stagnated for a moment, and the defense of Fudo Ming King's body naturally dropped by half a point.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji clearly felt a pain in his chest.

When he looked down, he was shocked to find that the volley of steel needles shot from Tang San's chest actually penetrated the defense of his Immovable King's body, and all pierced his chest.

A severe tingling sensation was instantly transmitted to Zhao Wuji's brain through the nerves.

"Poisonous." Zhao Wuji was shocked and hurriedly activated his Immovable King Body again to forcefully shake the steel needle out of his body.

However, the toxin has been introduced into his body through the dual effects of breathing and blood.

These toxins were refined by Tang San from the mandala snake many years ago. The poison was so strong that even he himself did not want to touch it easily. The hidden weapon that fired the steel needle was also made by him with great effort in the past few years. One of the few hidden weapons that can break the body's protective aura, it's an insinuation.

Of course, Zao Wuji's defense power was not in vain. It was only after being heavily weakened and specializing in the Gang Qi that the sixty-four steel needles shot out with innuendos could pierce his skin.

But this was completely enough, because the toxins in the steel needle had also invaded his body.

Taking advantage of the fact that Zhao Wuji was poisoned and his strength was weakened, Tang San was unyielding and stepped back to distance himself. He raised his hand and shot ten more extremely fine golden lights towards Zhao Wuji. This was exactly what he had done in Flanders. The plate crystal obtained there and the dragon's whisker needle extracted from it.

Obviously, he has made up his mind to continue to weaken Zhao Wuji, and then wait for the poison in his body to be activated. Either Zhao Wuji falls and he wins, or he waits until the end of time and he wins.

"Boy, you pissed me off."

At this time, Zhao Wuji was already a little impatient. Although Tang San's attacks did not pose any serious threat to him, they were like mosquitoes, annoying him, not to mention, he was actually stung this time.

"Roar!"

Zhao Wuji's sixth soul ring was seen flashing, he opened his big mouth, and an earth-shaking roar was released from his mouth.

The huge sound wave not only knocked away Tang San's Dragon Beard Needle hidden weapon, but also caused Tang San to bleed from his mouth and nose. He flew backwards for ten meters in an instant, hit the ground hard and rolled seven or eight meters away before falling softly. On the ground, he could no longer jump up.