Chapter 97: Three Years Gap

Lu Yuan was still very interested in slinging the protagonist.

Especially when thinking that Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, and Bibi Dong's miserable end in the original work were inseparable from Tang San, Lu Yuan wanted to beat him even more.

It was just to vent her anger for Xiaoxue and the senior sister in the original book.

Lu Yuan agreed to Tang San's challenge. Although the master wanted to intervene, he was a step late in the end.

But the master changed his mind, this may not be a good thing.

Even if Xiao San couldn't beat Lu Yuan, he should be able to force out Lu Yuan's true strength.

Then he could know what Lu Yuan's second spirit ability was. After all, Lu Yuan's first spirit ability was so powerful, and he was also interested in the second spirit ability.

As for the minor three might be beaten up?

The master selectively forgot, it seems that it is not a bad thing for young people to suffer a few more beatings.

With Tang San being beaten in exchange for the Golden Dragon's materials and materials, the master felt that it was still very worthwhile.

Poor Tang San was just sold by the master.

The two walked out of the wooden house. The house was small and it was naturally impossible to compete in the house.

The place where the master lives is relatively remote, and there is a certain amount of open space outside the wooden house. At least it is enough for two great spirit masters to fight.

Tang San and Lu Yuan walked into the field.

Looking at each other, Tang San's face was solemn, while Lu Yuan's smile was calm.

"Tang San, Wuhun Lan Yincao, the 21st-level control system battle spirit master!"

"Lu Yuan, Martial Spirit Golden Dragon, the 28th-level Strong Attack Master of Battle Spirit!"

"Twenty-eighth level!" Tang San's heart was shaken. In three years, he originally thought he had been promoted to the twenty-first level, and the speed of getting the second spirit ring was quite slow, but he didn't expect that Lu Yuan was already second. Eighteenth level.

Throw away him at level seven far away.

You know that three years ago, after Lu Yuan absorbed the first spirit ring, he was one level higher than him. Did he get so far behind the three-year gap?

Tang San's thoughts fluctuated.

However, Tang San is after all Tang San, the protagonist in the original work, and his mind is not comparable to that of ordinary people. He soon calmed down, "Please enlighten me!"

"Please!"

A blue vine appeared in Tang San's right hand, saying it was blue silver grass, but after absorbing the spirit ring of the ghost vine, Tang San's blue silver grass changed again, and its shape began to change to the vine.

The master on the side nodded. Although Tang San's Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit was almost in shape, it was highly malleable. With two hundred-year-old spirit rings, coupled with the two skills of winding and parasitism, it should also be the best among the great spirit masters.

The master is still somewhat relieved. Tang San's existence proves that his theory is correct. According to his thoughts, when Tang San becomes famous in the mainland, his theory will definitely be accepted by the world. In fact, in the original work, Yu Xiaogang The theory has indeed been promoted.

But now, it's not the original.

Tang San's strength may be considered the best among the great soul masters, but Lu Yuan is enough to climb the ranks, even among the souls, there may not be resistance.

Looking at Lu Yuan on the opposite side, Tang San thought to himself: "Although Lu Yuan's spirit power is higher than mine, the control type spirit master restrains the strong attack type spirit master. He has the two skills of entangling and parasitic, plus Tang Sect's unique skills. I may not be unable to win this battle."

It seems very confident.

Lu Yuan smiled, and today he will let Tang San know what it means to have a strong middle player in a strong middle, and a mountain is higher than a mountain!

"Don't you release your martial soul?" Tang San said with two bright yellow spirit rings hanging on the blue silver grass, looking at Lu Yuan.

"Of course, if necessary!" Lu Yuan smiled faintly, he didn't feel that he needed to use his martial spirit to deal with a twenty-one Tang San.

Tang San's expression became more plain, even with his character, facing the contempt of Lu Yuan, he was a little angry.

"Arrogant!" The master also looked ugly on the side, Tang San was his disciple, wouldn't Lu Yuan belittle Tang San because he belittled him.

"It seems that Xiao Yuan has been out for three years, and his personality is a lot more arrogant. It's okay to let Xiao San teach him a lesson!" If you use martial arts, the master thinks that Tang San's blue silver grass will definitely not be able to defeat Lu Yuan's golden dragon, after all. He has also experienced the aura that Lu Yuan showed just now.

But if you don't use the martial spirit, the master thinks that Lu Yuan will definitely lose. You must know that Tang San is also a genius, so the master thinks that Lu Yuan will definitely be forced to use the martial soul.

Let Tang San teach him a lesson, so that he wouldn't dare to underestimate others in the future.

"Blue silver grass, entangled!" Blue silver grass emerged from the soil and entangled towards Lu Yuan.

As a control type spirit master, Tang San also comprehended a lot of control type spirit master skills during the three years of the master's teaching.

Lu Yuan stepped on the ground, and there was a crack on the ground, and even a small hole appeared. Lu Yuan's current normal strength is about nine thousand jin, and between a punch and a kick, there is a huge force that is unmatched.

When he stepped on his feet, Lu Yuan's figure quickly drew closer.

"This strength!" Seeing the movement caused by Lu Yuan's kick, the master's eyes condensed, with a hint of horror on his face. With such destructive power, how powerful should Lu Yuan be?

No, the mistress is in danger.

Seeing Lu Yuan leaping towards him, Tang San's first thought was to dodge. Although he was confident in his mysterious jade hands, Lu Yuan was not an ordinary spirit master. He seemed to be able to learn martial arts, remembering three years ago. Lu Yuan smashed a hundred-year-old Lieshan pig with a punch, and Tang San's heart was still a bit lingering with the bursting fist technique.

The light on his right hand shone, and the blue silver grass entangled towards Lu Yuan, trying to block Lu Yuan's speed.

The clear energy in Lu Yuan revolved automatically, and there was a golden glow on his body. The moment all the blue silver grass touched the golden glow, it was shattered into fragments.

"How is this possible!" Tang San was shocked. After Lan Yincao had absorbed the mandala snake and ghost vine, it had already become much tougher. As a result, it was now completely shattered by the golden light on Lu Yuan's body surface. .

Unable to contact, his entanglement and parasitism are useless at all.

"Pick me!" Lu Yuan was extremely fast, his right fist blasted out, and there was a burst of noise in the air.

"Not good! Ghost shadow!" Lu Yuan's punch came fiercely. Before the punch came, Tang San felt a strong sense of oppression, which made Tang San feel goose bumps.

"A ghostly shadow?" A touch of disdain was stirred up at the corner of Lu Yuan's mouth, and Feng Wu Six Magic began to activate!

The current Lu Yuan's attainments in the six phantoms of Phoenix Dance can be described as profound, and he even has the idea of ​​creating a new form of body. The speed is so fast that Tang San's ghost trail can be compared.

"No, I can't avoid it, Xuanyu's hand, control the crane and capture the dragon!" After realizing that he really couldn't avoid it, Tang San quickly stopped, and instantly ran the mysterious jade's hand and the crane and captured the dragon to prepare to release his strength.

"Hmm..." Perceiving that Crane Controlling Dragon seemed to be shifting his strength, Lu Yuan's eyes condensed, his strength increased a few points out of thin air, and he broke free from Crane Controlling Dragon's control, with a punch. Tang San's chest.

Being bombarded by Lu Yuan, Tang San spit out a mouthful of blood, flying upside down several meters.