SWDnovel Chapter 234: Don't You Admit Defeat?
Chapter 234: Don't You Admit Defeat?
Chapter 234: Don't You Admit Defeat?
"Ah!" Several soul-deep screams rang out again. Everyone around couldn't help but shudder when they heard Tang San's screams, especially Zhu Zhuqing who had left here early in the morning. She really couldn't bear to watch or hear any more.
"Mistress!
Admit defeat now!
Don't insist!" Yu Xiaogang's face flushed, veins popped up on his face, and his hands were tightly clenched, wishing he could lift Tang San down right now.
But the competition was still going on, and the people from the Spirit Hall in front of him would not allow him to intervene right now, and no one dared to disrupt the normal progress of the Soul Master Competition.
After all, this was a choice made by Tang San himself, so Yu Xiaogang and Liu Erlong could only watch Tang San being tortured like this.
Yu Xiaogang looked at Mu Chen with murderous eyes. Why, why didn't you, a member of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, target the Spirit Hall Academy team, but instead treated the descendants of the Haotian Sect and the Blue Overlord Academy in this way? Can't the top three sects in the spirit master world unite?
We have a common enemy, the Spirit Hall, Muchen, when you did this, did you really not consider this?
Muchen treated his disciples like this. Yu Xiaogang had never hated himself so much for his own low strength, making him completely helpless.
If I had the strength of His Majesty Haotian, then I would not care about the rules of the Soul Master Competition at this moment.
Xiaosan, you are the only hope to prove my theory. What should I do if you die?
You are not only my disciple, but also like a relative to me.
"Tang San, I'll give you one last chance. Just admit defeat." Mu Chen said lightly.
The sharp sword energy on the Emperor Dragon Sword in his hand was even sharper, and all the spider legs of the Eight Spider Lance had been cut off by him using the Emperor Dragon Sword.
Tang San was also on the verge of collapse. If it weren't for Tang San's own strong will and the protection of Xuantian Gong, Tang San would have fainted from the pain long ago. How could he have held on until now?
"Haotian Hammer!"
A huge Clear Sky Hammer appeared in Tang San's right hand again, and he smashed it towards Mu Chen, but was avoided by Mu Chen using his body skills.
"Mu Chen, you lost!" Blood continued to seep out of Tang San's mouth, his eyes were bloodshot, but he was still extremely determined, even proud!
Taking advantage of Muchen's carelessness, he used the Clear Sky Hammer to force Muchen away. Then it was his last chance to counterattack and kill him!
Tang San forced himself to steady his body. He held the sixteen pieces of Eight Spider Lance in his crystal-clear jade hand. His arm swung, and his forearm trembled in a strange rhythm. The moment his five fingers loosened, the fragments of the Eight Spider Lance scattered in all directions, scattering in an arc, and the target was Mu Chen.
"Not good, those things are all highly poisonous. Even if a Titled Douluo is poisoned, it will be a bit troublesome. I didn't expect that Tang San actually kept this last resort. It seems that this is why he persisted until now.
Xiaochen is still not decisive enough, otherwise, this situation would not have happened." Jian Douluo also said in a low voice when he saw this scene.
"Uncle Jian, will Xiaochen lose? Should I go down now and prepare to heal Xiaochen's injuries?" Ning Fengzhi was also surprised when he heard Jian Douluo's words.
None of them had thought that Tang San actually had such a back-up plan, and it should be the kind that can kill with one blow, and it is definitely not as simple as it seems.
This Tang San really has many tricks up his sleeve.
"No, I'm just a little surprised at Tang San's character and qualities, but Xiaochen's eyes were calm, without the slightest panic or disdain.
This shows that there is no problem with Xiaochen." Jian Douluo said with a smile.
Bibi Dong was secretly surprised to see Tang San using the Bat Wing Reincarnation, and she became a little curious about this Tang San.
This technique could not have been taught by Xiaogang, because he himself did not know how to do it and was not likely to do it. He had never seen such a fighting style in all these years.
He has similar body movements to the little guy, strange purple eyes, hands as white as jade, and a lot of strange things. I don’t know where he learned them. I can investigate it carefully.
However, looking at the little guy's nonchalant attitude, Bibi Dong knew that Tang San's Jedi counterattack would not be of much use.
That's right, with the effect of the secret of "zhe" on the little guy, he can ignore this level of poison.
Even if it hits, it won't be a big deal, it will just look a little embarrassed.
“Is this the Bat-Wing Reincarnation that defeated the Spirit Hall Academy team in the original novel? There are only sixteen fragments of the Eight Spider Lance, which is consistent with the original novel.
It seems that I was too gentle, but I had expected this." Mu Chen thought to himself as he looked at the fragments of the Eight Spider Lance that were shot at him.
"Let me completely crush your last hope, Tang San." Mu Chen then smiled slightly.
"Gravity field!" Without any suppression of his soul power, Muchen released all of his level 56 soul power for the first time. The particularly prominent red light of the 100,000-year soul ring shone on Muchen's face, looking a little scary, but more powerful.
"No!" Tang San shouted in despair, but the sudden increase in gravity beneath him made him completely unable to resist and he fell directly to the ground. The speed of the fragments of the Eight Spider Lance flying towards Muchen from different directions also decreased a lot.
"Momentum! Fourth soul skill - Sword Rain!"
As Muchen's fourth black soul ring of ten thousand years lit up, densely packed sword energy as big as the Emperor Dragon Sword appeared above the competition stage. It descended with an invincible sword force and pressure, completely destroying the mere sixteen fragments of the Eight Spider Lance.
Countless sword energies were deeply embedded in the ground, and the sharp sword energy surrounded it, making people dare not touch it directly.
Tang San was also surrounded by countless sword energies. The golden dragon wings behind Mu Chen flapped and he flew above Tang San.
Mu Chen deliberately avoided Tang San's vicinity, otherwise, Tang San would have died here long ago. Killing Tang San would directly violate the rules of the Soul Master Competition, which would not be worth the loss.
Mu Chen held the Emperor Dragon Sword in his hand, the golden dragon wings behind him flapped slowly, and his eyes were sharp, as if he was an ancient emperor looking down at his captives after a victorious battle.
Mu Chen looked down at Tang San. With a wave of his hand, countless sword energies rose from the ground and then pointed at Tang San below.
Mu Chen said calmly: "Tang San, now you still don't admit defeat?"
(End of this chapter)