People in Douluo , Unlimited Sims

"Wang Sheng, if I don't fight you today, my surname will not be Liu."

Liu Long's face turned cold, he quickly took a step forward, raised his long stick over his head, and hit Wang Sheng hard.

Seeing this, Wang Sheng's body also lit up with the light of soul power, and an illusory tiger took shape behind him. He crossed his arms and raised his stick directly towards the opponent.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound from the intersection.

"Xiao San, do you think Wang Sheng can win this match?" Xiao Wu tilted her head towards Tang San and asked softly.

Hearing this, Tang San shook his head and said: "It's probably difficult! Liu Long's martial spirit is a stick, which has a certain restraint effect on Wang Sheng's martial spirit and tiger fighting. It's difficult for Wang Sheng to get close to him, so he can only be beaten passively.

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"Ah? What should we do? Are we just going to watch Wang Sheng lose?" Xiao Wu was a little unwilling. According to her inner thoughts, she naturally didn't want to lose at all.

"It's okay, there are still two of us here. Even if Wang Sheng waits and waits and really loses, we can still win the last two games." Tang San was very optimistic, after all, it was two out of three games.

Well, as long as they are the ones who win in the end.

In the field, the battle between Liu Long and Wang Sheng continued.

"Wang Sheng, Wang Sheng, you really don't have a long memory. My martial spirit is just a stick, and you dare to come up and fight me!" Liu Long curled his lips and said coldly.

As soon as he finished speaking, the long stick in Liu Long's hand hit Wang Sheng's chest hard again. Although he was protected by his soul power, Wang Sheng's chest was still hit by the opponent's long stick.

bloodstains.

"Ah!" Wang Sheng let out a scream.

Liu Long would not give his opponent a chance to breathe. Immediately afterwards, he hit another sap, this time directly on Wang Sheng's waist, knocking his body to the left.

Wang Sheng's martial spirit is a beast martial spirit, and his strength and agility are obviously stronger than those of his opponents. However, the disadvantage lies in the fact that he does not have a soul ring now and cannot possess a martial spirit. When encountering someone like Liu Long who uses a long stick martial spirit

The opponent also took advantage of the characteristics of being one inch longer and one inch stronger, and was beaten without the ability to fight back.

The good thing is that Wang Sheng's martial spirit is a beast martial spirit, and his ability to withstand attacks is much stronger than that of ordinary spirit masters. If it were anyone else who had been hit by so many blows in a row, he would probably have lost his fighting ability long ago.

"Ouch!"

Amidst the constant roar of the tiger, Wang Sheng's soul power became weaker and weaker, and his whole body was covered in bruises and purples. Finally, Wang Sheng also took advantage of the fact that his soul power had not been completely exhausted, and launched a final wave of offensive.

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Liu Long's face became serious when he saw Wang Sheng counterattacking. He swung the long stick in his hand quickly and hit Wang Sheng's head, chest, and the weakest one's waist with seven or eight sap blows in a row.

"boom!"

Finally, another sap hit Wang Sheng on the head. These several attacks, Liu Long could be said to have been carried out in an instant, and Wang Sheng was finally beaten until he fainted.

"..." Wang Sheng's head was filled with stars.

"Hmph! We lost the first game. In the next game, mistress, you come on."

Xiao Wu walked out with a gloomy face, and waved her little hand gently to signal other working-study students to carry back Wang Sheng who had fainted.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tang San picked up a few pebbles from the ground, quietly held them in his hands, and walked out.

"Tang San, first-year work-study student, martial soul, blue silver grass. Thirteenth-level one-ring weapon soul master."

The moment Tang San revealed that his martial spirit was Blue Silver Grass, Xiao Chenyu and the noble disciples behind him all burst into laughter at the same time.

But when they heard Tang San's martial spirit level, their smiling faces immediately turned solid. Some of them even opened their mouths wide, looking at Tang San as if he were a monster.

"What did you just say? What level did you say you were?"

Xiao Chenyu looked at Tang San coldly. At this moment, the contempt and disdain on his face had disappeared, replaced by a solemn expression.

"Level 13, first-level weapon soul master."

As he spoke, Tang San slowly raised his right hand, faint blue silver grass grew out of his palm, and a bright yellow spirit ring rose from Tang San's feet, hovering around his body and moving up and down.

"A hundred...hundred-year soul ring?" Everyone was shocked.

Xiao Chenyu took a breath. Originally, he was going to let Ling Feng do it in this scene, but judging from the current situation, he had to do it himself.

The appearance of the spirit ring on Tang San's body can be said to have subverted the perceptions of these students. After all, a six or seven-year-old child can cultivate to the realm of a spirit master. This has never happened in the entire history of Notting College.

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"Boss, what are you afraid of? His martial spirit is just the blue silver grass of the abandoned martial spirit." Ling Feng saw that Xiao Chenyu was a little timid and couldn't help but give him courage.

"Idiot, shut up, you are so awesome." Xiao Chenyu shouted coldly, interrupted Ling Feng's words, and then leaned into his ear and whispered: "Hurry up and give me Boss Su.

Please come here."

Hearing this, Ling Feng nodded slightly, quietly retreated, and then disappeared into the crowd.

Xiao Chenyu had been the boss of Notting College for several years, and as the son of the Lord of Notting City, he naturally had a lot of experience. Now he could see that Tang San was not an easy man, so he hurriedly called for reinforcements.

"Xiao Chenyu, sixth-year student, martial soul, wolf. Eleventh-level first-level battle soul master."

After saying that, a layer of faint green light emerged from Xiao Chenyu's body, and then, a white soul ring rose from his feet. The muscles on his body began to expand rapidly, and finally his eyes turned light green. Behind him

There is also an illusory wolf shadow taking shape.

Reporting your martial spirit and level is a sign of respect for your opponent.

"Let's do it!" Tang San said calmly.

At this time, it had reached the point where the arrow was stuck on the string and had to be fired. Xiao Chenyu could only bite the bullet, stamped on the ground, and then rushed towards Tang San.

Facing Xiao Chenyu's attack, Tang San immediately gathered the Xuan Tian Gong into his palms, then activated his Xuan Jade hands to directly meet Xiao Chenyu's wolf claws.

"Huh, idiot, it doesn't matter that you have a hundred-year-old spirit ring. It's not that you lack combat experience. You dare to use your hands to confront my wolf claws. You are simply seeking death."

Seeing that Tang San dared to touch his wolf claws with his hand, Xiao Chenyu also raised a hint of disdain on his lips, thinking secretly in his heart.

"Bang!" There was a muffled sound.

The next second, Xiao Chenyu's claws collided with Tang San's palms.

Immediately, a circle of strong airflow generated by the collision between the two people spread out directly from the collision, making the people watching around them unsteady on their feet.

After the fight, Xiao Chenyu only felt that Tang San's hands were as hard as iron. No matter how hard he tried, he seemed unable to tear them into pieces.

Tang San spread his hands, pinched Xiao Chenyu's wrist with his backhand, leaned forward slightly, and kicked the latter's lower abdomen. Immediately, Xiao Chenyu's body fell directly several meters away.

"Let's end it like this."

"Blue silver grass, entangled."

Tang San's face turned gloomy and he said coldly.

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