I of Douluo became Tang San's grass

Chapter 42: A moth

Author: Mo Mo You Wen

Chapter 42: A moth

Wang Sheng's hand that wanted to stop him stopped in mid-air, and he just opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was so shocked by Tang San's introduction that he swallowed his saliva and choked out: "Ahem, brother, don't talk nonsense..."

When Tang San reported that his martial spirit was Blue Silver Grass, the senior students behind Xiao Chenyu all laughed, and the nervousness on their faces immediately dissipated. But as soon as they recovered, they looked at each other and said:

"I thought I heard Level 16 just now, did you hear it?"

"You just said, what level are you?"

Xiao Chenyu also heard his younger brother's confused words, but because of the noise behind him, he didn't hear clearly what Tang San said.

"Level 16, control type battle soul master." As he said this, a faint blue light lit up from Tang San's body. He raised his right hand, and dozens of blue silver grass grew out of his palm. As he waved his right hand,

Black-textured vines instantly covered the surrounding area.

A circle of bright yellow spirit rings rose from Tang San's feet, hovering up and down with Tang San as the origin.

Good guy, it’s really yellow!!

Also, this blue silver grass is dyed, so black it is so dark, I don’t know how serious it is!!

Both groups of people opened their eyes wide in unison, you looked at me, I looked at you, there were only three big words spinning in their heads: "Impossible!"

Xiao Wu was shocked, how could this kid level up faster than he, a soul beast, could rebuild.

The injured Wang Sheng felt another stab in his heart, this time it was an internal injury.

Xiao Chenyu came back to his senses, took a few deep breaths, and woke up the boys next to him repeatedly. He couldn't let these poor people look down on him. This level 16 may not be practical, but this blue silver grass martial spirit is recognized by the whole continent.

One of the useless martial souls, even if the soul power level is high, it cannot erase the level of the martial soul. Even if there are a few more people at level 16, they can easily win. Don't show your cowardice at this time.

So he patted one of the tall senior students, put on his disdainful smile again and said: "Liu Long, let him see the power of your stick!"

Liu Long suppressed the shock just now, and his eyes revealed a strong fighting spirit. He loved sparring with others the most in his life. The male duck who was in the period of changing his voice said in a sharp voice: "Liu Long, Wuhun Dragon Subduing Stick, eleven

A super-powerful attack type battle spirit master, here to teach you."

As he spoke, a yellow light lit up on Liu Long's hand, and a long stick more than two meters long appeared in his palm instantly. A yellow soul ring also rose from his feet, circling Liu Long and rhythmically moving up and down, but the yellow light was stronger than Tang's.

The third one is much shallower.

Xiao Wu, who was watching the excitement on the side, didn't think it was a big deal, and said with a smile: "You guys from rich families are not very good. Our Tang San's soul ring age is much higher than yours. Liu Long, if you lose, it's

It shouldn’t be called a spent flower or a willow.”

The corners of Wang Sheng's bruised mouth couldn't help but turn up, and he inhaled convulsively while laughing. The other work-study students also straightened their backs and burst into laughter.

Liu Long had a cold expression on his face, and without saying a word, he quickly took a step forward, raised the long stick high in his hand, and went straight to hit Tang San on the head.

Tang San also lit up the light of his soul power, and made soul skill gestures. He did not dodge or dodge, and the dark ghost vine version of blue silver grass tentacles wrapped Liu Long tightly, unable to move.

Liu Long's tall body remained stagnant in place as he waved his stick.

The dark ghost vine seems to have a mind, secretly sucking the soul power and vitality of the target and giving it back to itself.

Liu Long felt that the strength in his whole body was gradually losing, and his energy was also declining. He was very panicked. He didn't know what was happening. He gave in again and again, screaming in a drake's voice: "I give up, give up... quick... let me go..."

In the end, the voice gradually lowered, and Tang San seemed to be in a trance. His originally bright and shining eyes were shrouded in a black mist. Only when everyone realized something was wrong did they let go of Liu Long.

Liu Long was paralyzed on the ground, twitching constantly. His exposed skin was covered with black marks and faint purple bloodshot eyes, which was very scary.

But before Xiao Chenyu and the others could scold, they discovered something even more terrifying. Tang San's black blue silver grass tentacles all lost control and began to wrap around the people nearby, pulling up all the entangled objects and breaking away.

The ground, slightly lifted into the air.

They didn't even realize what had happened, they were wrapped up into black pupae, the kind that could flap their edges, and howled muffledly.

Xiao Wu relied on her agility to escape the disaster, and looked up at Tang San, the culprit who made her so embarrassed. Good guy, this child's eyes have turned black, and even the pupils have disappeared.

At this moment, Tang San was connected to several blackened Bluesilver Grass vines, his hands were spread out in the air, his head was raised to the sky, as if he was enjoying something, his eyes slowly closed, and the corners of his mouth revealed a charming arc.

Xiao Wu watched vigilantly from the tree, why did this child become so girly now? What should I do? How could so many people be saved?

Forget it, this little guy can still kill me. Pink light flashed from his body, pink fluffy rabbit ears popped out of his head, and a yellow soul ring similar to that of Tang San appeared on Xiao Wu.

After Xiao Wu landed lightly with a somersault, she quickly ran towards Tang San, her shiny scorpion braids fluttering in the wind. When the black blue silver grass vines wanted to get closer to her, she threw the braids away and cut through the thorns for its master.

Less than two meters away from "Tang San", Xiao Wu saw him and opened her eyes again.

The eyes were obviously dark and gloomy, but they gave Xiao Wu a feeling of ignorance and innocence as a child. "Tang San" showed a sweet smile and said softly: "Little sister, you are so cute.

You also want to come and play games with me! How about we play the game of breaking out of a cocoon and becoming a butterfly together!"

Although it was a question, before Xiao Wu could answer, all the black tentacles let go, and the entangled people were dropped like rags. Then all the vines gathered into a ball behind "Tang San",

"Little sister, don't run!"

Xiao Wu took a breath of cold air and took a step back in fright. She immediately came down, but why was she so panicked? Are you afraid that you are not a spirit beast, a spider type???

"Why don't you run and wait until you become a moth?" Xiao Wu cursed angrily, greeting Tang San's family a thousand times in her heart, while using all her strength to escape from the "chrysalis" of these moths.

After using the Rabbit Steering Eagle move again, Xiao Wu quickly dodged three or four black blue silver grass vines with a waist bow, and desperately slipped into the trees behind. Her fighting power lasted less than a quarter of an hour, and the human's physical strength was exhausted.

If you find a place to hide for a while, you will really become a little brat.

Just when "Tang San" wanted to chase after Xiao Wu and continue to "play" with Xiao Wu, a low and hoarse male voice came from not far away.

"Wuliu, mother is here!"

Xiao Wu: Is this voice female?

(End of chapter)