Douluo: Transmigrated into Tang San's sister and Xiao Yan HE

Chapter 57 4V1 Three people show their special abilities

In an instant, the red flames surged, and a huge and ferocious flame tiger walked fiercely on the fire, with a sea of ​​fire filling the sky under its feet.

The fire spirit tiger stared, and its huge tiger claws slapped down hard. Zhao Wuji, who had already hit the ground, was knocked over with a palm. A large amount of flames ignited in the surrounding land, almost as if he was in a sea of ​​fire.

Xiao Wu fell down leisurely, gasping for air and feeling a little separated.

Tang San was a little worried, as only a third of the incense on the ground had burned, and there were still more than two sticks left.

But they have used all their skills, almost all means, and gone all out. After all, can they really survive three sticks of incense?

The situation was really not optimistic, Tang San frowned and sighed, forget it, just try your best.

A few seconds later, Zhao Wuji stood up from the sea of ​​fire, unscathed, except for a little dirt on his head and a little charred clothes on his body. With a black face, he forced the terrible flames out of his body again. Although the injuries this time were not serious,

It's definitely not low. The flames of the boy in black are so deadly! If he were forced out a little later, he might be burned alive. What on earth is this thing that can even burn its soul power?

Zhao Wuji patted the soil and muttered in a low voice, Oops, you underestimated the enemy! Although the damage was not high, it was a huge insult. He was a Soul Saint who had become famous early! This was too embarrassing!

"I have to admit that you do have some skills, but this is not enough." Zhao Wuji shook his head and walked towards the few people: "Continue!"

"Meteor Hammer!" Xiao Wu and Tang San cooperated, and she flew out in succession, kicking directly towards Zhao Wuji.

Dozens of blue silver grass also wrapped around his body. Zhao Wuji remained calm and slapped the little girl who flew over with his palm, his momentum like a rainbow.

But unexpectedly, Xiao Wu suddenly changed direction, slapped the air with his palm, and quickly kicked Zhao Wuji on the shoulder.

Zhao Wuji was also confused. What's going on? Are you not playing according to the routine? No, no, no, these children will be his students in the future. If they do this again, they will be completely embarrassed!

You have to be serious! He is the vice-dean! Are you afraid that Flanders will laugh him to death in the future?

"The second soul skill: Hundred Claws of the Netherworld!" At this moment, Zhu Zhuqing rushed from the side silently, and the Hundred Claws of the Netherworld struck Zhao Wuji's back and cut rapidly. This soul skill can be used for hundreds of attacks in an instant, which is extremely amazing.

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His back was hurting, Zhao Wuji roared angrily, and his first soul ring lit up. The Bodhisattva was also angry after being harassed by these little bugs again and again! Not to mention the Fudo Ming King who was already unhappy with his reputation for good temper!

Zhu Zhuqing screamed and was knocked away. It looked like he had completely lost his fighting ability. Xiao Yan and Tang San's hearts sank.

Dai Mubai hurriedly rushed forward and took the girl in black into his arms. When he lowered his head, he saw that she had been knocked unconscious, her beautiful face was bloodless, and her arms were badly injured due to dislocation.

Xiao Wu's injuries were also very serious. As soon as she kicked Zhao Wuji, the opponent's spirit ring was activated, and she was also knocked away several meters.

Tang San's Bluesilver Grass was directly stretched, making it impossible to carry out rescue. Xiao Wu became the most seriously injured besides Zhu Zhuqing.

Although his Bluesilver Grass was badly damaged, he didn't care about himself at all. He held Xiao Wu who fell into his arms and vomited blood, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Ning Rongrong was also anxious, but what use was she as an assistant?

Zhao Wuji quickly rushed in front of Tang San, raised his palm high, and used his second soul skill to strike at Tang San.

Xiao Wu is still in my arms! Tang San hurriedly pulled her away, but he missed the time to dodge, completely exposing himself and losing the chance to block. He had to turn around and grit his teeth to fight with his back.

But how could Xiao Wu watch Tang San get hurt trying to protect herself? The girl lying softly in his arms raised her head slightly, her heart moved, determination flashed in her eyes, and her second soul ring lit up: "Second soul skill:

Charming!”

The girl's red eyes looked straight at Zhao Wuji, who felt dizzy for a moment, and slapped her palm slowly for a long time: "Oh? Confusion soul skill?"

A golden light flashed in his eyes, and Xiao Wu fainted without any resistance before she could even hum.

A large amount of blood spilled from her mouth and nose, and even her breathing was much weaker. Xiao Wu! Tang San was anxious, hugging Xiao Wu and hiding aside.

Fortunately, Zhao Wuji didn't really want to hurt them, so the palm didn't fall.

Seeing the always energetic little girl fall limply in his arms, Tang San was anxious: "Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu, wake up!"

Seeing Tang San standing aside like this in such a hurry, Zhao Wuji said calmly: "She's fine, it's just that the difference in soul power caused a backlash. She'll recover tomorrow after a little sleep."

He looked at the pale Tang San, fainted Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing, and walked in the direction of Tang Ning, Xiao Yan and Ning Rongrong:

"How about it? Give up! Do you still want to fight? Haha, with such little strength, I can't even hold on to one stick of incense, not to mention three sticks of incense!"

Xiao Yan squeezed Tang Ning's hand and gave up? How is that possible? He hasn't tried his best yet! Tang Ning hasn't either!

What's more, Xiao Wu was injured, but he was still a friend, although the relationship was not as good as that of Tang Ning.

But even so, Xiao Yan was extremely angry, let alone Tang San who cared and doted on Xiao Wu as much as his own sister.

Seeing the determination and anger in Tang San's eyes who stood up slowly opposite him, Xiao Yan laughed loudly: "There are still four of us! How do we know we can't win?"

"Okay, you have some backbone, so let's continue!" Zhao Wuji's eyes were full of brilliance. These children have good qualifications and strong perseverance!

"Ning Rongrong, please continue to increase our strength." Tang San put Xiao Wu aside. He knew that the academy teacher would not attack a little girl who had lost her fighting ability.

Zhao Wuji crossed his arms and looked at them: "Three little guys, I have to tell you that my second soul skill, the Powerful Vajra Palm, is not that easy to block!

The six of you won't be able to hold on for long, and there are only three of you four with no chance of winning, so it's better not to ask for trouble."

"You'll know if you can block it or not." Tang San said calmly.

A smile appeared on Xiao Yan's lips: "Xuan level advanced explosive step!"

As soon as he finished speaking, fighting energy gathered in his feet, and with a muffled sound, his whole body took a few steps quickly as if it were equipped with springs, and instantly landed slowly behind Zhao Wuji, startling the man who was not good at speed.

"The first soul skill: entanglement!" When Zhao Wuji was surprised and about to turn around, Tang San's blue silver grass suddenly rose up and trapped him tightly.

Although he broke it into pieces in just a few strokes, just this moment was enough!

When Zhao Wuji turned around to fight Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan was almost close to his body. Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank, this speed was too terrifying!

Xiao Yan silently recited in his heart: "Advanced Xuan level: Baji collapse!"

The whistling wind pressure ended with ferocity, and the Emperor's Flame that wrapped around his fist instantly struck behind Zhao Wuji, and the muffled sound of physical contact exploded.

Zhao Wuji staggered and took two steps back. He suddenly realized that his face had changed drastically, and the soul power enveloped the dark energy in his body. He secretly screamed, "It's not good." Unfortunately, it was too late.

Xiao Yan whispered: "Explode!" A soft sound suddenly sounded. After the explosion, Zhao Wuji's body was shaken, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

"Good boy, this blow is so powerful. Not only can it break my attack, but it also has a hidden force. It's really wonderful.

Your soul ring doesn't light up, must this be a self-created soul skill!" Zhao Wuji laughed without anger and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

"It's a pity. It's still impossible to sustain two sticks of incense with such a small attack."

"Who said that? There's me too!" Tang Ning smiled. The amethyst forehead ornament on the purple-clothed girl's forehead shone brightly, and the windless skirt danced beautifully.

Her slender and white fingers, which were like works of art, were raised above her head in the shape of half a lotus. Zao Wuji was puzzled, but there was always an ominous premonition in his heart.

(End of chapter)