People in Douluo, Wuhun Devil Fruit

Xie Yue's voice reached everyone's ears.

"Actually, his strength is quite good, and the lethality of those weird weapons is also very good. It's just that his soul power level is too low, only level 41, which is a bit behind us." Yan Huan He commented slowly.

"We still have useless cards, and the soul guide has only been used once. If there is a fight, he has no chance of winning. The so-called sitting in a well and watching the sky is nothing more than that." Hu Liena slowly stepped forward and commented.

"Zhuqing, be careful, that kid is pretending to be unconscious."

The Snow Emperor's voice came to Zhu Zhuqing's ears. The next second, Tang San, who was originally unconscious, had disappeared. The next second, he directly opened a certain distance from everyone, and suddenly there was a cylinder in his hand, which lasted about an hour. About a foot long.

"What I'm waiting for is for you to come together. Bloom, Peacock Ling."

The cylinder in Tang San's hand suddenly erupted with a strong metallic collision sound, and a fluffy of fine silver needles instantly condensed into a ball of silver light in the air, blooming with brilliant brilliance like a peacock opening its tail.

The peacock feather is divided into three parts: the feather body, the inner machine and the concealed weapon. The inner machine part is the most difficult and complicated to make. Among them, the internal machine contains a total of 365 concealed weapons of 12 different categories, all of which are needle-shaped concealed weapons. It can be fired at one time and can cover an area of ​​ten square meters. It is said that ghosts and gods cannot escape.

Tang San spent all his money to reluctantly make this peacock feather, and today, when facing the Wuhun team, he had to use it.

The peacock feathers bloomed with dazzling brilliance in the air, and the silver needles splashed everywhere, as brilliant as a peacock opening its tail, and instantly shot towards the seven members of the Wuhun Team. Yan, Xie Yue and Hu Liena's expressions changed, and they all dodged and used defensive soul tools.

"Tang San, you are really looking for death." There was a trace of anger in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes. She didn't expect that Tang San would use such despicable means and use his kindness to make a sneak attack.

Zhu Zhuqing gave a sweet shout, and her body instantly turned into a shadow and rushed towards Tang San. Her speed was extremely fast, and there seemed to be a cold air in the air moving with her movement, cutting through the air and making an extremely sharp sound. However, Tang San had already been prepared. He directly used all his soul power to use Ghost Shadow Tracing Steps. He only needed to hold off and he would definitely win.

But the next second, Zhu Zhuqing directly held Tang San's arm. Tang San felt that his arm was enveloped by an icy cold air, and he instantly lost consciousness.

He looked up and saw the cold light flashing in Zhu Zhuqing's eyes, and a fierce murderous aura rushing towards him. "Do you think you won?" Zhu Zhuqing said coldly. Before Tang San could answer, he felt a huge force coming from Zhu Zhuqing's hand. He was instantly knocked away and rolled several times in the air. Then Zhu Zhuqing rushed directly into the air, waving the sharp claws in his hand.

Tang San was rolling in the air, feeling as if he was being pierced by countless cold steel needles, and every inch of his body was stiff with severe pain. He looked at Zhu Zhuqing, feeling an indescribable fear in his heart.

"No……"

Before Tang San could fully speak, Zhu Zhuqing had already caught up with him.

Her body rolled in the air, cold air overflowing, instantly covering Tang San. Zhu Zhuqing slapped Tang San's chest with his palm, and Tang San's body was instantly knocked away by a huge force and embedded directly into the ground of the arena. Zhu Zhuqing's body rolled in the air and fell. She slowly walked to the side of the ring and looked at Tang San who was embedded in the ground. Blood continued to spurt out from Tang San's mouth, and his body was trembling violently, as if he could no longer move.

"Do you think you won?"

Zhu Zhuqing's voice echoed in the silent air, and she walked towards Tang San step by step, her eyes flashing with a cold light. Zhu Zhuqing slapped Tang San's chest with his palm, and a mouthful of black blood spurted out from Tang San's mouth. His body was trembling violently, but he was not unconscious, and his eyes shone with indifference.

Even if I lose this time, what will happen? The other six members of the Wuhun team will definitely die under the peacock feathers.

"Don't you really think that we don't have any research on you?" Zhu Zhuqing looked at Tang San coldly.

On the other side, the six members of the Wuhun Team were shrouded in a purple protective shield. The hidden weapons flying like rain in the sky would make a sweet "ding-dong, ding-dong" sound when they touched the protective shield, but they could no longer break through.

Tang San's eyes froze instantly. He looked at Zhu Zhuqing in disbelief, and an unprecedented fear surged in his heart. He knew that his plan had completely failed. "The weapons you used are completely useless against our soul guides." Zhu Zhuqing's voice was very soft, but it lingered in Tang San's heart like a curse.

"If this wasn't a game, you don't know how many times you would have died."

After saying that, Zhu Zhuqing directly picked up Tang San and threw him directly off the ring. Then he turned to look at the other six people.

The purple protective shield dissipated, and the six of them were panting at this time. The power of peacock feathers was indeed very strong. If the six of them had not used their soul power at the same time to activate the fifth-level defensive soul guide that Zhu Zhuqing gave them before the game, I'm afraid they will really be seriously injured by hidden weapons, or even die on the spot.

"Thanks to Miss Zhuqing, otherwise we would really fall into the hands of a Soul Sect this time." Yan said slowly, breathing heavily.

Then the referee came on stage and announced the victory of Wuhun Academy, and Yan returned the defensive soul tool to Zhu Zhuqing.

"Thank you Miss Zhuqing, this time, I really want to thank you."

At this time, Yu Xiaogang's voice came from the bottom of the ring again, "I protest, you Wuhun Hall deliberately killed people!"

Everyone looked back and found that Jing Ling, who was originally on the stage in the direction of Shrek Academy, had died at some point.

"You Wuhun team, are you so unrestrained when you take action?"

Yu Xiaogang looked at the seven people of the Wuhun team with indignation.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes flashed with a trace of displeasure, but she quickly regained her composure, "Yu Xiaogang, you are a bit too much. Our Wuhun team is competing according to the rules, how can you say that you deliberately killed people? Are you sure that Jing Ling's death was caused by our Wuhun team?"

Yu Xiaogang was so angry that he trembled all over, but he couldn't speak. Of course, he knew the rules of the competition, but he knew that Jing Ling's death was clearly intentional by the Wuhun team. "Don't try to deny it." Flanders said expressionlessly, and his heart was extremely angry at the moment. As a teacher, he certainly doesn’t want to see his students get into trouble under his hands.

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