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Fight

"Okay!" As soon as Wang Xiaotian said this, the Master nodded in agreement, "This is a Mandala Snake, and he is nearly 450 years old. We are not his rivals. Withdraw!"

After the Master finished speaking, he mentioned to Wang Xiaotian and Tang San to go first, and he went behind.

"Little San, you are the weakest here, so retreat first!" Wang Xiaotian said to Tang San. Although he wanted to turn his head and retreat, he couldn't retreat. 'What should I do if the Master is injured during the retreat? Wouldn't the task be canceled?

Besides, the Master rated him well, and he didn't want his Master to be injured.

In fact, if Wang Xiaotian tried hard enough, he might be able to fight this Mandala Snake, but he dared not, as he was afraid of snakes…

But he could not let his Master be injured, otherwise, he could say bye to the Spirit Power Simulation Skill.

"By the Way, I have made some preparations before coming, they will be useful." At this time, Wang Xiaotian gave Tang San and his Master the antidote and a healing pill for each of them.

"This is the antidote for the Mandala Snake's Poison and this is a healing pill." Tang San quickly saw what these two medicines were, and he was a little taken aback.

'Was he really prepared for every option?'

"Teacher, cover me, I'll charge!" Wang Xiaotian was already accumulating power at this time and, in order to prevent the Master from being injured, he wanted to charge!

"Okay, Xiaotian, be careful!" Seeing that Wang Xiaotian was about to charge head-on, the Master didn't worry that much. After all, if he had an antidote, he wouldn't be killed easily by the Mandala Snake.

Moreover, this Mandala Snake was the perfect Spirit Ring for Tang San!

"Fart like thunder, break wind like striking thunder, rumble the heavens and split the earth, Luo San Pao!"

As the Master's Spirit Ring lit up, Luo San Pao took the lead in starting the harassment on the Snake.

And Tag San didn't withdraw either, he just stepped back, and he prepared the Silent Sleeve Dart.

With a thunderous roar, Luo San Pao's Thunderous Fart rushed out.

Wang Xiaotian also took the opportunity to launch an attack, quickly urging his First Spirit Skill, "Sunset Slash!"

The fiery red sword-light rushed from the Heavenly Light Sword, and, at the same time, the surrounding temperature was rising rapidly. Although it was not aimed at Tang San and the Master, a trace of sweat appeared on their forehead.

'Impressive'

It was the first time that the Master and Tang San saw Wang Xiaotian using his Spirit Skill, and they never expected it to be this powerful.

The speed of that red slash was fast, taking advantage of the Mandala Snake facing Luo San Pao, and it smashed the Mandala Snake's body straight.

"Hiss!!" Following the scream of the Mandala Snake, Wang Xiaotian was also relieved it worked!

But in the next moment, Wang Xiaotian saw a thick snake body going straight towards him!

Wang Xiaotian was too late to hide and quickly ate the healing pill, hoping not to be one shot.

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"Xiao Tian"

"Brother Xiaotian!"

Tang San and the Master were happy when they saw that the snake tail of Mandala Snake was cut by Wang Xiaotian, but later they saw that the Snake sank into the grass and appeared in Wang Xiaotian's eyes, ignoring Luo San Pao's damage and whipped him with its head.

Then, Wang Xiaotian flew for more than ten meters like a kite with a broken string!

"Break wind like striking thunder, rumble the heavens, and split the earth, Luo San Pao." The Master couldn't help but be angry, after all, he would not even protect his disciple.

He was ashamed!

After hitting Wang Xiaotian away, the Mandala Snake flew over Luo San Pao, ignoring him again.

The Mandala Snake hissed and stared at the Master and at Tang San.

This group of humans made its tail near useless, and it was burning with pain, so it wanted to eat these humans to relieve itself.

"Little San, run!" The Master hurriedly stood in front of tang San. One of his disciples was in an unclear situation, so he couldn't let another disciple have another accident.

"Teacher, let's go together!" The Silent Sleeve Dart in Tang San's hand was ready, and he could shoot at any time!

However, the Mandala Snake didn't give them the time to prepare, as it had already rushed forward!

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Besides, after Wang Xiaotian was sent flying,

[Ding, you have been severely attacked, the Immortal Body has been triggered]

[Ding, you triggered the Immortal Body, the damage you received was reduced by 50%]

[Ding, you have received an attack, and your damage resistance skill has risen: 10/1000]

[Ding, the specials skills of the Immortal Body are activated: within 10 minutes, you will be immune to attacks whose damage is lower than three times your strength]

'It turns out that this system is that good, is it possible to hack the system?'

'No, I should first focus on my task and on my Master!'

Wang Xiaotian didn't think much about it, and he readied the Sword in his hand!

"Smelly Snake, I am back" Wang Xiaotian roared, and he sent three red flying slashes from his Sword, which stuck the Snake.

Three Sunsets Slashes!

It was its limit at the moment, and after sending these slashes, he sprinted towards the mandala Snake.

'Master, you dare not get hurt'

Wang Xiaotian's slashes were timed perfectly, and when the Snake was about to hit Tang San, the slashes touched it.

With a miserable whistle, the Mandala Snake fell to the ground. However, it was not sure whether or not it was dead.

And because Tang San and the master were so close to the Mandala Snake, the high temperature of the Spirit Skill affected them, and they were thus sweating.

"Brother Xiaotian?" Tang San's Purple Demon Eye could see clearly. Wang Xiaotian was barely injured, with blood dripping from his mouth and his clothes were only torn a bit. He still dashed to the Snake at high speed.

The mandala Snake rose from the ground, and its now dark-red body made it look like a roasted snake, even spreading snake meat perfume…

'Keke, the door is funny… No, this is not the point, the crux of the matter was that the snake was not dead yet!

Opening its mouth, the Mandala Snake spit out some purple mist, which was a potent poison!

"Humph!" Wang Xiaotian was taking the antidote, not fearing the poison at all. Moreover, thanks to his Second Martial Spirit, he now had 3 minutes of quasi-invincibility, as the Mandala Snake should be within the range of his Skill!

Wang Xiaotian was now deeply invested in the fight, he took it personally, even if he knew from the novel that Tang San could fare well in this fight. He could be seen pouncing on the Snake with everything he got.

One person, one Snake, their fight was legendary. On the sides, there were Tang San and the Master looking at the fight stupefied at what they were seeing. They were like street sellers watching a dog fight in the middle of a street.

One cuts with a sword, the other bite as a retaliation, and the former slashes more not to be outdone. Wang Xiaotian wounds however were healing quickly.

The Mandala Snake was nurturing deep regrets. If he could choose again, he would definitely not attack these damn humans again.

The fight was tilting to Wang Xiaotian's side. Indeed, the wounds he was inflicted healed over time but the Snake's ones didn't, as the fire coating the human's sword attached itself to the wounds.

"Take this damn snake" Wang Xiaotian sent a powerful Sunset Slash as his yellow Spirit Ring lit up. The Snake was sent flying and slammed its body on a tree, which broke.

"Okay, Xiao San, you can come and finish it." After this slash and seeing that the Spirit Beast could not get up, he threw his Heavenly Flame Sword to Tang San so that he could claim his first Spirit Ring.

"Teacher, this…" Tang San looked at the master and asked, as he had a Plant-Type Martial Spirit, and thus doubted the use of absorbing this Spirit Ring.

"Go, your Brother's analysis is good, and your Martial Spirit will greatly benefits from the Mandala Snake's Spirit Ring." Although the Master was a little puzzled about the confidence of Wang Xiaotian, he was still a little proud of him, whether it was for the fight or the analysis he showed.