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Chapter 62 The ultimate secret of the Chrysanthemum Spear, the tip of the spear is covered in shit,

Chapter 62 The ultimate secret of the Chrysanthemum Spear, the tip of the spear is covered in shit, whoever it pokes will die!
The latter was obviously panicked.

My own blue silver grass was unable to resist the opponent's spear.

It really breaks when touched.

Tang San felt that his soul power was already somewhat insufficient.

Not to mention persisting in the next one-on-one fight.

Even after this battle, I'm afraid there won't be much soul power left in my body.

"Shua——~!"

Under Tang San's control, several blue silver grasses emerged from the ground and entangled the yellow-robed man's feet.

Then the latter swung his spear lightly, and the blue silver grass was cut off.

In the blink of an eye, he was already five feet away from Tang San.

Tang San clenched his fists.

Now he has already held his breath.

Relying on the operation of Xuantian Kung in the body to move freely.

Although I may be more accepting than others.

But his current position can be said to be in the middle.

To withstand the siege from all sides at the same time.

If you don't hold your breath, you won't be able to bear it.

Now Tang San is gambling. He is gambling that his opponent will not dare to enter the range around him.

His guess was correct, most people really didn't dare to ride a horse.

But Tang San didn't expect that he was about to face a crazy and ruthless person.

Sure enough, after rushing to a distance of four feet away from Tang San, the man in yellow robe stopped.

He frowned, looking at the large area of ​​filth in front of him, his stomach churned again.

But this time he held back.

"Shua——~!"

The next moment, the tip of the gun drew a semi-arc on the ground.

And then in the horrified eyes of the audience.

In full view of everyone, the man in yellow robe actually pointed the tip of his gun at the many filthy things in front of him.

I even rolled the tip of the gun to make it look even.

This is the ultimate secret of his own martial arts spirit, the Chrysanthemum Spear, that he had just realized!
The tip of the gun is covered in shit, whoever it pokes will die!
"What!"

Tang San was shocked. He never expected that his opponent would be so crazy!

It’s simply heartbreaking!

The audience outside the field has also begun to boil.

"The one who really steps on the horse is a ruthless person!"

"It's so fresh!"

"Don't tell me, most people would just give up and not fight. It's rare for them to meet each other!"

Gu Xian, Dai Mubai and the others had already lost their temper.

Fighting like this is really eye-catching, and it's also nauseating.

As for Flanders and Zhao Wuji, they managed to bear the physical discomfort with the help of their soul power.

Yu Xiaogang, who was standing beside them, had turned green to a certain extent.

It was as if he had eaten all the shit that Tang San had made on the fighting arena.

Because he knew Tang San's soul fighting.

After making a fool of himself, I'm afraid I'm still going to lose.

This result was obviously unacceptable to him.

Sure enough, at this moment the advantage of the man in yellow robe on the field was already quite obvious.

After getting close, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass could no longer exert any advantage.

You can only rely on Xuantian Kung and Tang Sect's unique skills to fight with him hand-to-hand.

But the spear's attack range was much larger than Tang San's legs and feet.

In addition, the current chrysanthemum spear has been enchanted.

The attack power instantly increased by several levels.

Tang San is even more difficult to resist.

"Huh——~!"

Tang San, who had been watching each other, suddenly began to breathe heavily.

It's okay if he doesn't breathe, but he almost passes out when he breathes.

The yellow-robed man raised a crazy arc at the corner of his mouth.

Staring at Tang San like a vicious wolf seeing its prey.

The latter's hair stood on end and he shivered immediately.

"First Soul Skill - Fearless Charge!"

"Second soul skill, wind slash and lightning stab!"

The yellow-robed man's two soul rings lit up at the same time.

Then the spear in his hand suddenly changed direction.

Pointing the spear forward, he stepped forward quickly. In just one second he was close to Tang San.

Then a shot came out.

"Pfft——~!"

Tang San was unable to dodge and fell to the ground with a scream.

Fortunately, he did not turn back and run away this time.

Otherwise, if it explodes again, it will be completely destroyed.

Originally he was still a bit human, but now he has rolled around like this for two times.

It looks extremely scary.

Both physical and mental torture.

There was no hope of winning.

Tang San staggered up from the ground.

Now he can be said to have reached a new level of embarrassment.

Under the gaze of the audience, Tang San staggered down the fighting arena.

He chose to admit defeat.

Wherever he passed, no one could be seen within a ten-foot radius.

The ones hiding are really further away than the other.

You can watch the excitement, but don’t let the excitement get to you in the end.

"The soul fighting is over!"

At this moment, the host's voice echoed throughout the audience again.

"Soul Master 'Shrek No. 8' walked off the fighting arena by himself, which means he admitted defeat and gave up the competition!"

"I'll announce it now!"

"Soul Master 'Chrysanthemum Letter' wins!"

With the help of the loudspeaker, the host's voice resounded in every corner of this fighting arena.

But everyone in the audience obviously felt a little unfinished.

They all shook their heads and sighed.

Such a dramatic soul fight ended with this result.

It's really a pity.

But most people still feel that today's tickets were not in vain.

Absolutely worth it!

"If I remember correctly, there seem to be quite a few people wearing the same mask as the kid on the field just now, right?"

There were many spectators in the audience who had seen Shrek students outside the spirit fighting arena before.

Their special costumes attracted some people at that time.

"You don't know this, right? I saw them in the fighting arena yesterday."

A middle-aged man with a smile on his face pointed to the place where Dai Mubai and others gathered not far from the spirit fighting arena, and continued,

"Look at the group of people wearing the same masks, they probably all belong to the same force."

"Except for this outrageous guy today, everyone else seems to be pretty good."

"Hiss——~!"

"Could this be a deliberate act?"

Another person immediately expressed his suspicion.

They have heard of useless soul masters and evil soul masters.

But I've never heard of such a disgusting soul master.

The two men were not far from Flanders, and their conversation was picked up by the former word for word.

Flanders' face looked really ugly at this moment.

Tang San didn't just lose his own face today.

At the same time, there were seven other Shrek students who wore the same masks as him.

That's how rumors spread.

As the saying goes, three people make a tiger.

And it’s getting more and more evil as it spreads.

I'm not sure what will happen to them in the end.

"Yu Xiaogang, forget about everything else that happened before."

"But you must give me an explanation for what happened today!"

Flanders turned his head and glared at him, showing no mercy to Yu Xiaogang.

"I"

The latter's throat rolled up and he wanted to retort.

But after brewing in my heart for a long time, I couldn't even hold back a fart.

The reason why Tang San caused this ridiculous scene today is that he, Yu Xiaogang, is completely the culprit.

But according to his character, he would definitely not admit it personally.

(End of this chapter)

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