Xiao Wu: Xiao San's brain is really broken...

"Mr. Zhao, wanting to catch me, it's not that easy." Tang San's expression was indifferent, and now he was the only one on the team, but he calmed down.

He can't defeat him by Fight head-on, But if only to delay time, Tang San felt he could still delay for a while.

Tang San still has Tang Sect's unique Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track.

Ghost Shadow is not speed-type footwork, it is good at avoiding, and the change of body shape is unpredictable.

As you can see from the name, ghosts and shadows are all meanings of changing body shape and position.

Unless, Zhao Wuji can directly use the third spirit ability to press Tang San down and unable to move, otherwise, Tang San feels that he still has the ability to struggle.

"Oh? Then I have to see how difficult it is." Zhao Wuji smiled indifferently and strode straight towards Tang San.

"The second spirit ability, powerful vajra palm."

He got closer, and Zhao Wuji's second spirit ring lightened slightly, and the spirit power on his palm instantly gathered, forming a big handprint of energy like a fan of wind, and he attacked Tang San's chest.

Tang San didn't have the slightest panic in his eyes, he was full of calmness. He reacted the moment Zhao Wuji raised his hand.

At this moment, seeing Zhao Wuji's move, Tang San changed his feet and quickly backed away. At the same time, the first yellow hundred-year-old spirit ring on his body flickered, and several sturdy blue silver grass vines quietly surrounded Zhao Wuji. It spread, blocking the road where Zhao Wuji was advancing.

Although these blue silver grasses can't stop Zhao Wuji, And they will break as soon as they got near him, but they can still delay Zhao Wuji for a while.

Relying on the blue silver grass and the Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track of Tang Sect, although Tang San is not as fast as Zhao Wuji, it is not easy for Zhao Wuji to catch Tang San.

This is Tang San's plan.

However, the plan never keeps up with the changes...

Zhao Wuji saw that this kid was slippery like a loach, his strong vajra palm was shot several times, and every time he happened to be able to slip out of his hands, he couldn't help but lose patience.

Two figures chasing and fleeing on the field, one of them suddenly stopped.

Looking at Tang San who was panting slightly and stopped to rest not far from him, Zhao Wuji smiled and cursed: "Okay, you little loach, You are really slippery. If I Don't solve you quickly. The time to deal with that kid may be Not enough." When the words fell, Zhao Wuji looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who was sitting in the distance watching the show.

Tang San also looked at Ye Zhiqiu and gave a wry smile. He had been handling Zhao Wuji's third spirit ability for so long, and he was almost reaching the limit, and his physical strength was exhausted.

He Glanced at the Tibetan incense, Tang San suddenly smiled in such a situation.

The incense has been burned for two-thirds, and I can drag him for a while until I run out of energy. This last point, ZhiQiu should be able to pass it.

After all, before he and Xiao Wu were not ZhiQiu's opponents, now ZhiQiu is estimated to be stronger, it should be no problem to drag it until the incense burns out.

Zhao Wuji naturally saw the incense that had burned two-thirds, and he couldn't help but become anxious.

'I am not acting upright, and I have been so strenuous to deal with a few children who are only twelve years old. Then it spreads to the ears of other teachers in the academy, then they still laugh to death.'

Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji decided to show his true ability, and the fourth spirit ring on his body lit up.

In the purple light shining, this thousand-year spirit ring actually flew out, catching up with Tang San who was trying to avoid it with a clear goal and set it on him.

"The fourth spirit ability, location tracking."

Zhao Wuji squatted slightly, his sturdy legs suddenly exerted force, and the whole person jumped from the ground and jumped more than ten meters high.

And he smashed towards Tang San like a falling star.

If this is smashed to the ground, Tang San will die.

Seeing this scene in the distance, Ye Zhiqiu got up slightly, and the three spirit rings of purple, black and red fell from the top of his head circle after circle and put them outside. but everyone is paying attention to Zhao Wuji and Tang San. So, No one noticed this scene of confrontation.

If Tang San can't hold it, Ye Zhiqiu will plan to take action. Exercise will return to exercise. but It's not okay to get injured.

...

Tang San looked at the leaping figure of Zhao Wuji, his pupils shrank for a while, and hurriedly shifted his position, but he was surprised to find that Zhao Wuji in the air actually turned along with him, still smashing towards him.

'Does this trick have a locking effect?' Tang San didn't have time to think about it, the spirit power in his body burst out in an instant, countless blue silver grasses on the surface rose up into the sky, stabs Zao Wuji who was sitting down on him.

At this moment, the spirit power in Tang San's body was also completely exhausted. He couldn't stand anymore, his legs trembled, and he sat directly on the ground.

"Fuck King Ming." Zhao Wuji shouted in the air, and the familiar vajra bear appeared again, smashing the blue silver grass rushing towards him into powder.

Zhao Wuji himself continued to smash at Tang San.

'This trick cannot be avoided...' Tang San closed his eyes a little tired.

"Little San..."

"Teacher Zhao be merciful..."

...

Several people watching the battle in the distance looked anxious.

"Boom..." A big hole was shaken out beside Tang San. The spattered stone and some dust smeared Tang San.

'I didn't feel the pain', Tang San secretly opened his eyes, and when he saw Zhao Wuji who was smiling at him next to him, he sighed with relief and seemed to have survived?

At the last moment, Zhao Wuji released his spirit ability and slightly changed his direction, otherwise, Tang San would definitely die.

Actually, Zhao Wuji just wanted to scare him, This kid was slippery and he was angry.

"You have also been eliminated." Zao Wuji picked up Tang San, who was as soft as the mud and threw him towards Dai Mubai who was watching the battle in the distance, sending him out of the battlefield.

"ZhiQiu, I tried my best. The rest is up to you." Tang San, who was flying in the middle of the sky, looked at the figure on the big stone in silence. However, his eyes were staring at him and he got So shocked that If it wasn't for Zhao Wuji's swing, he would have to fall from the sky on the spot.

Dai Mubai jumped horizontally, and still took Tang San down and placed him in a corner of the wall to sit against, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing both surrounded him.

"Let..." Tang San struggled to get up, pulled away Xiao Wu who was in front of him and looked up at the big rock again. He wanted to see if he was dazzled.

However, Ye Zhiqiu was no longer on the big rock. Tang San quickly looked towards where Ning Rongrong was. Sure enough, Ye Zhiqiu was there, and he was feeding Ning Rongrong a watermelon.

He didn't see the scene he wanted to watch, Tang San was a little taken aback, did he really read it wrong just now?

Seeing Tang San startled, Xiao Wu was a little worried. 'Did something happened to his mind?'

"Little San, are you okay?" Xiao Wu asked with a look of concern.

Tang San lowered his head tiredly, "I'm okay." Suddenly, Tang San seemed to remember something, and quickly raised his head, "Xiao Wu, the three spirit rings on ZhiQiu just now were purple, black, and red. Did you see it?"

'Purple, black and red? It's over, Xiao San's brain is really broken...'

Xiao Wu was almost crying in a hurry, not knowing what to do.

Dai Mubai next to looked at Tang San with a mentally retarded expression, even Zhu Zhuqing had question marks on his face, wondering if Tang San was hurt.