Chapter 95: Only Tang San Left, the Wrath of the God King

Xiao Wu, who was hiding behind Tang San at this time, pursed her lips when she saw this. The reborn Tang San naturally knew the other party's soul beast identity, so he deliberately used some methods to conceal the other party's breath before coming.

Because of this, Xiao Wu could still stand safely behind him without being discovered, but Xiao Wu didn't know that the tactics arranged by Tang San didn't require her.

So she hid safely behind Tang San.

Back to the topic, I saw that the Soul Master who was protecting me had fallen to the ground.

Dai Mubai had no choice but to give it a try. Taking advantage of the fact that the duration of his White Tiger Vajra Transformation had not yet expired, he directly fired a White Tiger Fierce Light Wave at the face.

But unfortunately, the second soul skill of a low-level soul master is easily broken by a soul king, not to mention a soul master with a top-level beast martial soul like Dugu Yan.

She extinguished Dai Mubai's hope with just a casual punch. Seeing the opponent's fist getting closer and closer to him, he looked at Lu Mingchuan behind him with some reluctance.

He actually didn't let the other party take action this time. He felt really sorry.

At this point, only Zhu Zhuqing, Xiao Wu and Tang San were left on the field. Tang San was specially left to him by Lu Mingchuan, so Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing...
As their gazes shifted, a chill spread over the two women. As people without any long-range skills, they had been wandering around.

Now that the other party has noticed them, they just hope he can be gentler.

Zhu Zhuqing's eyes narrowed. Since she couldn't win either actively or passively, she might as well take the initiative to attack. This way she would lose more gracefully and wouldn't be called a coward.

Thinking of this, the cat claw in his hand emitted a faint cold light, and his figure quickly approached the other party.

Then, the moment she got close, she released the Hundred Claws of the Netherworld, but unfortunately they were all blocked by the opponent. Seeing this, she gritted her teeth and her third soul ring began to glow.

“Netherworld Slash!!”

As a black crescent appeared, Dugu Yan quickly shifted her steps. She could feel the power of this move. Although she would not be injured by it, it would be painful.

When Zhu Zhuqing saw that her third soul skill was dodged, she was completely helpless. She poured more than half of her soul power into this move.

But unfortunately, the opponent dodged this move, so I had almost exhausted my spiritual power and had no choice but to step down.

Sure enough, the next second she felt a hand patting her abdomen, knocking her off the ring, but compared to the previous few people who were dizzy and asleep, she was much better.

He silently stood up from under the stage and walked to Shrek's area to watch the rest of the game, specifically, to watch how Tang San and the other two would lose.

"You two young lovers are the only ones left. How about you, the girl, go down by yourself?"

Dugu Yan turned around and smiled at Xiao Wu who was hiding behind Tang San. This was indeed the truth. The other party had been cowering and not daring to attack, which made her a little reluctant to do it.

But she could not have imagined that such a sentence would actually arouse Xiao Wu's fierce nature that had emerged from Tang San's doting over the years.

"If you tell me to go down, I'll go down!"

After saying that, he broke free from Tang San's obstruction and rushed towards the other party. Tang San didn't expect that the other party would ignore his obstruction and was stunned for a moment.

As soon as I came to my senses, I saw Xiao Wu rushing to Dugu Yan and releasing her waist bow. I wonder if it was because of the lesson she learned from the time when Zhao Wuji released his charm and was backfired.

This time, Xiao Wu had no intention of releasing her charm, but even so, her waist was stuck at the first step.

With Dugu Yan's current physique, let alone a Xiao Wu, even a Pro max version of Xiao Wu would not be able to release the waist bow on her.

Seeing Xiao Wu standing there stiffly, she stretched out her hand and wanted to punch her, but she reacted in time and used her third soul skill to dodge the attack.

Xiao Wu, who was still frightened, was about to breathe a sigh of relief when she was knocked off the ring by a sudden punch on the lower back. After all, her teleportation was only within five meters, a distance that Dugu Yan could reach in the blink of an eye.

So she reacted the moment Xiao Wu appeared, dodged and punched the opponent, but how could our frail Xiao Wu withstand this? She flew backwards out of the ring and fell unconscious.

When Tang San saw this situation, his passive skill - Wrath of the God King - was directly triggered, and he immediately shouted with red eyes.

"Xiao Wu!!!"

Hearing Xiao Wu's voice, Lu Mingchuan really couldn't hold it anymore. He walked to Dugu Yan and motioned her to go and rest. Dugu Yan nodded and exited the state of martial spirit possession.

Seeing this, everyone in the audience and VIP seats paid attention.

"Is this genius going to take action?"

"I didn't expect the qualifiers to be so exciting. It's really worth coming here!!"

For a moment, the shouts from the audience even shook the competition stage below. Lu Mingchuan ignored these enthusiastic audiences and just stared at Tang San in front of him.

"It's you again, Lu-Ming-Chuan!!"

The moment he saw this enemy, a surge of anger rushed to his forehead. It was obvious that the relationship between him and Lu Mingchuan was only known through memory.

But now driven by anger, Tang San didn't have time to care about so much, and directly released his first spirit skill, Blue Silver Entanglement, to conceal his figure.

Then he lightly stroked his waist with his fingers, and when he raised his hand again, a lot of cold light flew towards Lu Mingchuan in the distance under the cover of the blue silver grass.

Due to the perspective, the referee's view was blocked, but Sarath and Ning Fengzhi on the stage could see it clearly.

The two looked at each other and said nothing tacitly.

Lu Mingchuan naturally noticed it, but he was too lazy to even dodge this kind of hidden weapon. He silently condensed a layer of shield on his body and watched the other party scrape him.

To be honest, if he wasn't afraid of having his clothes ripped into pieces, he wouldn't even bother to open the shield. Tang San, who was far away, attacked him for a long time and saw that he didn't have a single wound, and even had a look of boredom on his face.

He couldn't help but feel ashamed and angry. His attack as the God King Tang San was actually looked down upon by a mere Douluo native. This was simply a great shame and humiliation.

He moved his footsteps and began to approach the opponent silently with the movements of his hands. His idea was to get close to the opponent under the cover of hidden weapons and his own blue silver grass, and then use soul bones to solve the problem.

After such a long period of testing, he found that although his soul bone was not as versatile as the Eight Spider Lance in his previous life, its attack power was so great that the Eight Spider Lance could not catch up with it.

Therefore, he was confident that he could kill Lu Mingchuan with one blow at close range. After all, the opponent was so young, and at best he was only a Soul King.

As for the legends all over the city, he just regarded them as rumors. You have to know that how could a mere native accomplish something that even the God King Tang San couldn't do.

Back to the topic, at this time Lu Mingchuan was already close to the best attack distance under Tang San's footsteps. Seeing this, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Die!!"

With a low shout, Tang San's right hand quickly transformed into a soul bone. Then he poured all his soul power into this attack, feeling his right arm swelling.

He was confident that even a Soul King would perish without preparation, and Lu Mingchuan met this condition at the moment.

As the sound of breaking air came, the shield that Lu Mingchuan made casually shattered. Looking at the spider legs rushing towards his face, he yawned out of boredom.

He stretched out his finger and lightly touched the air, and a hexagonal colorless object emerged from the tip of the spider's leg. When Tang San's spider leg landed on it, there was only a "clang" sound of metal clashing, and then there was no movement.

　I had a great time writing, so I wrote a little more.

　　Another card, damn!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)