Chapter 172: Defeat Don 3


Tang San carefully looked at the young man who appeared to be a clan brother opposite.
His figure is tall and straight, more than 1.8 meters, and his handsome face always carries an unhurried momentum, exuding a strong self-confidence from the inside out. There was a smile at the corner of his mouth, and the most noticeable thing was his deep eyes like a starry sky, exuding an unattainable look, and the pitch-black half-length hair was naturally scattered behind his head.
His skin is crystal clear, with a faint light revealing that, with the decent blue team uniform, he stands out among the crowd.
Taking a deep breath, Tang San said earnestly: "Tang San, the forty-first level control system soul sect, Wuhun Lan Yincao, please advise."
Tang San was startled slightly, "Presumably you have learned my identity from Uncle Ning, so I won't introduce it, but my soul power is too strong. You are too much, so use all your strength!"
Tang San nodded to express his understanding, and shot directly and decisively.
The fourth spirit ring lights up directly on him, ready to use the blue silver cage.
The moment Tang San's fourth spirit ring lit up, Tang Bufan's figure disappeared from the spot. Although he was not afraid of the blue silver cage, there was no need to deliberately feel the power of this spirit ability.
At the same time, a lost expression appeared on Tang San's face, and his mental power really couldn't lock Tang Bufan.
He urged the purple magic pupil to the limit, and soon caught a blue figure attacking from the left. He didn't change his expression, stepping on the ghost shadows and using Xuan Yu's hand to attack Tang Bufan.
Tang Bufan was slightly surprised, this clan brother has a lot of means! It's just a pity that I met myself.
His right hand turned into a palm and slapped Tang San with ample internal strength. Before the palm was reached, the palm wind had already approached Tang San's body, blocking all his retreat.
Tang San was shocked. His entire body was locked by a powerful mental force. If this palm receded, what awaited him would be an overwhelming attack, and his entire momentum would be severely affected, I'm afraid there will be no more day to turn around. .
At this moment, he finally felt how much pressure his partners were under.
He couldn't help but let out a low growl, and under the pressure of Tang Bufan, he burst out the strongest palm of his life.
Soon between the two palms collided, a powerful roar erupted.
Tang San knew from the beginning that his palm was not the opponent's opponent, and he had only one purpose, and that was to continue the opponent's palm out of his attack range.
Therefore, as soon as his palms touched, he quickly floated towards the rear with the strength of the opponent's palm, out of Tang Bufan's attack range.
But how could Tang Bufan's palm feel so good? He immediately suffered internal injuries, and a trace of bright red blood leaked from the corner of his mouth.
Shrek Academy.
Dai Mubai and the others looked at the arena worriedly, even if they were as strong as Tang San, they suffered minor injuries in the first round. The only good news is that Xiaosan temporarily escaped from his attack range.
Tang Bufan didn't continue to attack, but he glanced at Tang San with admiration. He was smart enough to take the opportunity to escape with his own power. If he doesn't do this, at most three palms can end the game.
There was a wry smile on Tang San's face. Although the palm just touched in a hurry, he could still feel the unfathomable spirit power of the other party, which was definitely deeper than Gao Changkong's spirit power, not to mention the sixtieth level, but also Not far off.
Earth College.
Gao Changkong looked at this scene solemnly. This Tang Bufan was so terrifying. Although he knew that Shrek Academy would be defeated, he did not expect that they would lose so quickly.
And it seemed that even this Tang San could not last long.
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Salas looked at Ning Fengzhi triumphantly, "Let me just say it, Shrek Academy will definitely lose!"
Ning Fengzhi nodded with a smile on his face, but he was also shocked.
He originally thought he had overestimated Tang Bufan, but he didn't expect the other party to refresh his cognition time and time again.
Even if Tang Bufan said that he had broken through to the soul emperor now, he believed it.
Tang San took a deep breath, retracted the Blue Silver Grass, and summoned the Clear Sky Hammer.
After all, the Blue Silver Grass couldn't work at all now, and the Clear Sky Hammer could at least be used as a weapon.
Seeing Tang Bufan summon the Clear Sky Hammer, Tang Bufan was slightly startled, would he use the chaotic cloak hammer method?
These are indeed ten good choices, but there is a fatal flaw, that is, he is more familiar with the chaotic cloak hammer method than him, forget it, let him give him some pointers!
Thinking of this, Tang Bufan swept towards Tang San.
Tang San's expression was solemn, his body began to rotate, and he immediately used the chaotic cloak hammer method.
Tang Bufan's expression changed slightly, and in an instant he increased his speed to the extreme and began to move quickly around Tang San. Suddenly, seven Tang Bufan figures appeared around Tang San. This was the seventh stage of Transformation, and it was difficult to distinguish between reality and reality.
Tang San's face changed slightly, and with the help of the purple magic pupil, he finally saw Tang Bufan's body. The Clear Sky Hammer in his hand unceremoniously slammed into one of the phantoms, but the next moment his face changed drastically, the hammer was actually empty.
The next moment, behind him stretched out a gleaming jade-like left hand that exudes a gleam of light, hitting his back with ample force, and then he was knocked into the air by an unimaginable powerful force. In the air, a mouthful of blood spurted out.
His body seemed to fall apart, and the path of Xuan Tian Gong was directly interrupted by a force, and it was difficult to use internal force in a short time.
The expression in his eyes instantly lost the look of the past, as if he had been hit hard.
It took a full minute before Tang San got up from the ground, staring at Tang Bufan in front of him, "Can you tell me what exactly your strength has reached?"
Tang Bufan stared into Tang San's eyes earnestly, and then said after a long time: "If you are not afraid of being hit, I can tell you, after all, everyone is surnamed Tang."
Tang San sank, he wanted to know the gap between the two sides no matter what, and nodded without hesitation.
Tang Bufan sighed lightly~EbookFREE.me~ His eyes were mysterious and his lips moved slightly, "My spirit power has just exceeded the sixtieth level!"
At the sixtieth level, this was the answer he gave to Tang San after careful consideration. If it is less, it is estimated that Tang San doesn't believe it at all.
Seeing Tang San's shocked expression, Tang Bufan continued: "Actually, you don't have to be discouraged. It can be seen that you are still young and haven't practiced the Clear Sky Hammer. Even so, you can still become a soul at this age. Zong, even the fourth spirit ring is still a ten thousand year spirit ring, and no one can do it even in Zongmen."
Tang San's expression relaxed a little, "Then how old are you this year?"
Tang Bufan was taken aback for a moment, and naturally couldn't tell the true age, so he asked, "Didn't Uncle Ning tell you how old I am? I'm twenty."
Tang San's eyes lit up. He was fourteen years old now, and he had about six years to catch up. He was twenty years old, at the sixtieth level, it was entirely possible with his talent.
Tang Bufan looked at Tang San's eyes and regained his confidence, and encouraged: "Come on!"
In this way, Tang Bufan single-handedly defeated seven Shrek players and won the game.
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