Douluo: Being spoiled by Big Brother Tang San

Chapter 232 The Powerful Tang San

"Just here to fight one-on-one?" Tang San glanced at the surrounding environment.

Although this is a classroom, it is a relatively large classroom with stepped seats at the back and a podium at the front.

Between the first row and the podium, there is this little space.

The burly young man said proudly, "Okay, do I have to pick a place to deal with you? I don't bully you because you are young, I don't need the third soul skill."

Ma Hongjun next to him gasped when he heard this, "Who gave him the courage? Dare to say such a thing?"

Oscar clicked his tongue next to him, "This is self-inflicted, you can't live."

Even the people from the two sects stared at the burly young man in astonishment.

They all heard that the Shrek Eight Monsters had won the Royal Fighting Team.

One must know that the Huangdou team are all soul masters of the soul master level, facing them, this guy is so arrogant that he doesn't need the third soul skill?

Those idiot-like eyes swept over the burly young man, making him feel uncomfortable.

The other three youths who were with the burly young man leaned close to the burly young man's ear and whispered, "Brother Long, there is something wrong with their eyes. Does this kid have a lot of background?"

The complexion of the burly young man changed slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, he was a bit rough, but not pure.

From the watching eyes of those around him, he also felt that something was wrong.

But he hadn't thought of the reason, Tang San had already walked out of his seat, walked to the small open space, and made a gesture of please to him.

"Then come." Tang San nodded, and said lightly.

"Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, level 45 control system Battle Soul Sect, please advise."

Tang San didn't activate his martial spirit, he just stood there indifferently, looking at the burly young man.

There was an instant silence in the arena.

"What? You have level 45?!" The burly young man gasped, looking at Tang San in disbelief.

Not to mention the burly young man, even the other students around, including the disciples of the two sects, looked at Tang San in disbelief.

Did they hear correctly just now? Level 45?
At his age, anyone above level 45 was already a top genius, and above level [-]?Or level [-]?
This bragging is too outrageous!
The burly young man snorted coldly, and walked to the small open space, "Even if you want to be handsome in front of Jiu Lu, it's not by bragging."

"Do you think I'll be scared by you! Just kidding!"

His face was very ugly, "Even Yu Tianheng from Tiandou Royal Academy has just broken through to level [-], so what are you!"

He stepped on the ground and let out a low growl.

The already strong body swelled again, and a huge orangutan martial soul appeared behind him.

"Tai Long, the powerful orangutan of the martial soul, the 37th-level assault-type war soul master, please advise!"

Level 37?

Tang San's eyes moved slightly, but his expression was still calm.

Sitting in his seat, Tang Jiulu heard Tai Long's own level, his eyes flickered slightly, and a smile flashed across his face.

Surprise flashed in the eyes of many disciples of the two major sects sitting around.

Obviously did not expect this young man to be so strong.

After all, they were also added to this class halfway, and they didn't know much about the original students of this class.

The previous classes were all basic and theoretical classes, and they didn't really know each other's strengths.

The actual combat and internship are taught by one-on-one teachers. They are not the same teacher, so they are not particularly familiar with each other.

Level 37 is indeed a genius for someone in his twenties.

Tai Long noticed the changes in the expressions of the people around him, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

He hooked his fingers at Tang San, indicating that he could start.

Tai Long's eyes flashed that he was bound to win.

That's it, in this world, only strength is...

At this moment, a green light suddenly flickered in front of everyone's eyes.

The next moment, Tai Long's body was tightly bound by a big net.

In this way, Tai Long was bound tightly by the blue silver grass's spider web.

Tai Long struggled in disbelief, but no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't get rid of the blue silver grass tightly wrapped around his body.

He raised his head, tried his best to look in Tang San's direction, and what he saw was that gorgeous spirit ring.

Yellow, yellow, purple, black.

The four spirit rings floated slowly on Tang San's body.

Tai Long's movements of struggling violently froze instantly, and his pupils were full of fear and disbelief.

The four soul rings are actually level [-].

The point is, the fourth spirit ring is still the black ten thousand year spirit ring.

In the classroom, there was the sound of the students gasping in unison.

Neither the Blue Lightning Overlord Dragon Sect's disciples nor the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's disciples, nor the former students of the Blue Tyrant Academy, have ever seen the fourth soul ring is the Wannian soul ring.

And now, they see it.

No wonder Tang Jiulu fell in love with him.

There was a moment of silence in the classroom.

This competition started very quickly and ended very quickly.

It's just that the spirit ring on Tang San's body only appeared for a moment, and then he put it away again.

After he released the cobweb restraint, he stopped looking at Tai Long, walked straight back to Tang Jiulu and sat down.

As a result, many people feel that the scene they saw just now is not their eyes dazzled.

Tai Long fell to the ground and struggled for a long time.

His martial soul is a powerful gorilla, and strength is what he is best at, so he didn't believe that this thin blue silver grass could trap him.

But, soon, Tai Long's expression changed.

Because he felt that the resilience of the big net woven by blue silver grass was simply beyond his imagination.

Especially, the more he struggles, the tighter the net shrinks.

At the same time, a strong burning sensation came from the skin where the spider web came into contact with him.

No, it was still poisonous.

Even if Tai Long wanted to use his third soul ability at this time, he still couldn't do it.

The strength type is against the control type, which is really restrained to death.

"Pfft"!
Even though Tai Long's body was as strong as a cow, it was still like a small hill, and he fell to the ground with a crash.The toxin on the spider web had already made him lose his resistance.

The other three quickly ran forward and helped Tai Long up.

Tang San didn't make things difficult for him, stretched out his hand and untied the blue silver spider web.

The spider web turned into blue silver grass again and dissipated in the air.

Tang San sat there and looked at Tai Long with a smile.

Tai Long only felt that his face was lost.

He, a soul master who didn't even reach level 45, actually challenged a soul sect of level [-], and even boasted that he wanted to give him a third soul skill.

Tai Long covered his face with his hands, and ran to sit in the corner in a desperate manner.

(End of this chapter)