Chapter 277: How Miserable!_1

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No poison is a problem!

"What do you know!"

Hearing Grandmaster's such ignorant remark, Xiaowu immediately responded with a very annoyed demeanor.

Normally, Xiaosan truly excels in wielding poison.

But who is he facing now?

That's Ye Feng.

At first, Ye Feng might have been ordinary, but later on, he almost always overwhelmed Xiaosan.

Even the Datura snake's poison hadn't managed to kill him.

His skill in using poison was simply formidable.

Xiaosan going up against someone like that could be said to be extremely dangerous.

Especially since his opponent seemed to know Xiaosan inside out.

Even more perilous.

"Xiaowu, who are you talking to, I don't understand? Tang San is my disciple!"

Grandmaster said this with a very angry stance.

"So what if he's your disciple! Do you understand Ye Feng?"

Xiaowu spoke at this moment.

"How do I not understand? He even considered becoming my disciple. When it comes to understanding Ye Feng, no one present knows more than I do! Rest assured, Xiaosan will definitely be fine, he isn't just skilled with hidden weapons, but his expertise in poison is even greater, it's just that most of you don't know it."

Grandmaster replied.

The others were seething with irritation.

But they did not find it appropriate to speak out at this moment.

Watching the arena.

Arguing is futile.

Just watch on.

To see whether the other party can manage.

"Ah—"

Unfortunately, Tang San was struck by his opponent's Fatal Three-Second Poison.

His back was torn and flesh was split open.

His expression was one of extreme pain and distress.

However, the poison would spread into the inner organs over time, not let up just because of his painful cries.

"Hit by my Fatal Three-Second Poison, you can surely hold on!"

At this time, Ye Feng spoke to Tang San.

He knew that Tang San came from the Tang Sect.

An expert in poison himself.

But the Fatal Three-Second Poison was no laughing matter.

It could make his opponent suffer immensely.

The sensation was like a multitude of ants eating at the heart.

He wants Tang San dead?

Too early for that.

Moreover, if he were to kill Tang San now, Tang Hao would surely seek revenge with determination.

Truthfully, although he could now evade Tang Hao's pursuit,

if Tang Hao really went all out with the explosive rings against him, his chances would be slim.

After all, a Hyper Douluo is not to be trifled with.

The person who dared to directly resist the Pope.

Thus, he could not kill Tang San for the time being.

But to make Tang San suffer, Ye Feng could still accomplish that.

And Tang Hao could do nothing about it.

The other party surely wouldn't use explosive rings just because his son endured some suffering, right?

If that were truly the case, he would just go on to report to the Martial Soul Hall.

Bi Bidong would probably be delighted to see a Tang Hao injured by explosive rings.

As a transmigrator, how could he make do without some tricks?

Right?

Everything has to be well considered.

Otherwise, he'd really be finished.

"Don't be too quick to celebrate!"

At this moment, Tang San looked at Ye Feng, clenching his teeth.

The intense pain almost suffocated him.

But he couldn't lose!!

He had to hold on!!

He continued to take out the Hao Tian Hammer and attacked in the direction of Ye Feng!!

"Is he counterattacking Ye Feng?!"

The crowd exclaimed in surprise.

Seeing Tang San wield the Hao Tian Hammer again, everyone was rather astonished.

Stricken with extreme poison yet still continuing to fight, it seemed he was determined to risk his life against his opponent.

"Two."

"Three."

"Time's up."

Ye Feng simply stood there calmly.

Indeed, as soon as his voice fell, Tang San knelt on the ground.

"Not good."

Tang San knelt on one knee.

His back felt as if magma had been poured onto it.

Scorching!

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Pain!

Unbearable!!

It felt like the flesh was being scorched!

A level of pain he had never experienced before.

"I see you are still too naive."

Ye Feng spoke.

Three-Second Lethal Poison Scythe.

Normally, anyone with a lower state than his could be killed in three seconds.

But Tang San was a chosen one.

After all, he had the cheating ability from his previous life.

Tang Sect Poison Techniques!

Even so, his Three-Second Lethal Poison Scythe was definitely not to be trifled with.

Tang San wouldn't die in three seconds.

But he would definitely be seriously injured.

To think of wielding his hammer to strike at himself at this time was simply a dream!

Impossible!

"I assure you, you will pay the price, even if I give up the match today!"

Tang San's eyes turned red.

He just stared at Ye Feng!

He swore that he would make Ye Feng pay!!

"Gale-force Rush!"

The Ten-Thousand-Year Golden-Winged Roc Soul Bone in his left leg was activated.

Soul Skill Swift Wind.

Ye Feng's speed increased a hundred percent.

Since Tang San said he would make him pay, then Ye Feng would strike first to make his opponent pay.

After all, his opponent was now like fish on the chopping board.

"Swoosh——"

The Fatal Three-Second Poison Sickle slashed across Tang San's body once again.

He was like flax being wildly chopped.

Or rather, like the fruits in a game of Fruit Ninja when being critically hit!

The knives were hacking madly!!

Tang San's body burst in various places!!

Shrek Academy.

The crowd found it hard to keep watching as Tang San was being ruthlessly abused by Ye Feng.

"How... How is this possible??"

Master's face turned ashen.

He always believed that his disciple Tang San could counterattack, after all, Tang San was his disciple and the most trustworthy person!

But the current situation seemed somewhat off.

According to his training standards, Tang San should have been very strong by now.

Defeating Ye Feng should not have been a problem at all.

Could this be a fake?

Xiaosan was deliberately showing weakness.

Then let Ye Feng score a critical hit??

"What else is impossible, besides saying that, what else can you do? Mother Erlong, just have Xiaosan concede!"

Xiaowu said to Liu Erlong at this moment.

They wouldn't contend for the championship of the advancement match.

"Xiaowu, I will just..."

"Wait! This is Xiaosan's match, why do you get to decide his surrender? He hasn't lost yet!!"

The words were barely out when Master directly intervened to stop them.

"He is already beaten to the ground now, should he not concede??"

Xiaowu felt that Master was being unreasonable.

"Yu Xiaogang, I must be responsible for my student."

Liu Erlong said.

"This is not being responsible for your student, this is completely breaking Xiaosan's heart. Xiaosan's Eight-Spider Spear is useless, learning the Seven Treasures Glaze Sect's distraction control is useless, if you announce surrender, Xiaosan will have completely lost! You are being irresponsible for all his hard work!!"

Master rebuked Liu Erlong.

The entire man was furious to the extreme!!

"But Xiaosan is already lying on the ground now!"

Liu Erlong spoke.

"Look, his Eight-Spider Spear is moving!!"

Master pointed to Tang San on the stage being critically hit and said.

"Eight-Spider Spear!!"

Tang San endured the intense pain!!

Endured an unprecedented sensation of burning.

The Eight-Spider Spear on his back pierced into his own body.

Frantically absorbing the poison!!

"Oh ho? He's quite resilient."

Seeing Tang San actually stand up.

Ye Feng became interested all of a sudden.

Then this round, he definitely had to serve a huge meal, didn't he?

Why not use a soul skill for a round?

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