Douluo's Steady Douluo

Chapter 180 Wulin must value peace

Pointing to the ground, Tang San used Ghost Shadow Mistracking, circling with Xie Chun on the Soul Fighting Stage.

What made him feel strange was that Xie Chun, who was opposite him, didn't intend to move, but just stood there motionless.

Tang San tentatively released his first soul skill: entanglement.

Strands of blue and silver grass flew out of his hands, wrapping around Xie Chun's body.

He had already used this soul skill on Yu Tianheng before, so Xie Chun was mentally prepared for it. After testing the flexibility of the blue silver grass, he could easily unlock it with a burst of soul power.

The moment Xie Chun broke away from the entanglement of the Blue Silver Grass, Tang San immediately released the third spirit ability: Cobweb Binding.

A large net with a diameter of five meters fell from the sky. Xie Chun only had time to glance at the form of this soul skill before his whole body was enveloped by this large net.

When Xie Chun activated his soul power to destroy the spider web, a strong numbness and burning sensation came from his hand.

Is this thing poisonous?

Just in case, Xie Chun was going to use the long sword in his hand to cut open the spider web, but to his surprise, it required soul power of the soul sect level to easily dispose of this spider web.

This Tang San really has something, Xie Chun retracted his previous evaluation of Passerby A.

This move can only be used once against him. After all, the forward swing of the soul skill's casting is a bit obvious. As long as it is out of attack range when raising its hand, the spider web will naturally not be able to complete the restraint.

"Any other tricks?" Of course there was a reason why Xie Chun didn't use all his strength to sweep the opponent down from the stage. He wanted to see what the opponent's second martial spirit was.

Seeing that he easily handled his third soul skill, Tang San looked at him as if it was true.

Xie Chun tapped his long sword on the ground, thinking about whether he should say something at this time.

Here is a sentence: 'Three million sword immortals in the sky must lower their eyebrows when they meet me. ’ Or ‘If God had not given birth to me to thank someone, my soul would be like a long night. ’

Forget it, it seems useless to engage in these bells and whistles, and these people don't understand.

Xie Chun poured soul power into the long sword, tapped the ground lightly, and charged in Tang San's direction.

"Ghost shadow and lost track." Tang San's whole figure became unreal again.

Xie Chun narrowed his eyes, this looked like some kind of weird footwork, but maybe it was the footwork limited by the opponent's own soul power level, and the overall moving speed was not as fast as expected.

At least Xie Chun was able to keep up.

The long sword in his hand was always pointed at Tang San's body, and the distance between the two kept getting closer.

As if feeling that his ghostly shadowing was not very effective, Tang San took the initiative to cancel his footwork, and instead used the bluesilver grass in his hand to wrap around the sword in the opponent's hand, trying to snatch the sword away.

Under Tang San's surprised gaze, Xie Chun took the initiative to let go of the long sword in his hand, and tapped the ground heavily with his left foot, getting closer faster.

When Lanyincao returned to Tang San with the long sword tied, Xie Chun's figure also appeared at the same time.

Originally, he didn't use a sword either. He held a long sword every day because he would be more handsome as a swordsman. It would be impossible for him to fight with a long sword. After all, he had never learned the XX swordsmanship in those martial arts novels. s things.

"Punch seriously." Xie Chun's right hand formed into a fist and attacked Tang San.

From Tang San's point of view, the opponent is very likely to be a sword-wielding soul master. What makes a sword-wielding soul master give up his saber? Of course, the opponent's next attack will be stronger than using a sword.

Now it was too late to hide from this distance, Tang San only had time to use the blue silver grass to form a soft barrier in front of his chest, trying to resist this attack.

"Yadaze!"

Xie Chun felt that his attack had hit, and he also saw Tang San weaving a barrier on his chest, but he might have underestimated himself a bit.

The situation did not exceed his expectations at all, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass failed to block his serious punch, and was hit by him on the guardrail on the edge of the fighting spirit platform. If the guardrail was not strong enough, he would have already flown to offstage.

Xie Chun put his hands in his pockets, he didn't rush to urge the other party to get up, he just wanted to see what tricks Tang San could come up with, so far he didn't use the second martial spirit, obviously he still had a trump card.

Tang San patted the ashes on his body, and stood up from the edge of the fighting spirit platform. This action just now didn't cause him substantial damage, but he looked a little more disheveled.

The two sides stood facing each other, glanced at each other, and laughed at the same time.

"I have to be serious." Tang San seemed to be kindly reminding the other party.

Xie Chun shook his head, and took two steps forward slightly, trying to put some pressure on the other party psychologically.

There was only a bang, and Tang San's shirt was turned into pieces under the influence of soul power, flying in all directions. Xie Chun's angle was just right to see eight blue silver grass sticks on his body break out of his back, stretching out at lightning speed. .

"..."

Xie Chun thought about having a trump card, but isn't this a bit...disgusting?

Why does it look like an experimental subject that has undergone human experiments, maybe the blue silver grass was implanted into the body, so it has such a high level of soul power?

As they got closer, Xie Chun frowned, realizing that this blue silver grass was not easy.

"Soul bone?"

Tang San didn't respond, but the expression on his face obviously acquiesced to this statement.

A soul master can get soul bones. Is it possible that he also has some background?

While Xie Chun was thinking, a pair of fallen angel wings spread out behind him, facing Tang San's Eight Spider Lances far away.

The spirit power consumed by using the eight spider lances was not small, Tang San chose to fight quickly, the spirit power urged, the purple eight spider lances stretched out in the air, the spear tip pierced Xie Chun like eight cold stars.

"..." The more Xie Chun looked at him, the more he looked like Doctor Octopus. He shook his head, erased the strange sense of déjà vu in his mind, and pulled out two long swords from the system space again. They collided together instantly.

Xie Chun relied on the soul power far surpassing the opponent's to determine where the Eight Spider Lances were attacking, and used the two swords in his hand to block it in turn.

Kirito's reincarnation is probably at the level of his two-sword style.

Accompanied by the clang of swords clashing, the speed of the sharp weapons in the hands of the two became faster and faster.

Seeing that he couldn't attack for a long time, Tang San couldn't help feeling a little anxious. He didn't know how much the opponent's spirit power was consumed, but using two long swords was definitely not as expensive as controlling the Eight Spider Lances.

Maintaining the attack frequency of the Eight Spider Spear, Tang San turned over the twenty-four bridges in the bright moonlit night, and finally took out a silent sleeve arrow and quietly shot it at Xie Chun.

"What the hell?" Xie Chun still had some strength left when he resisted the Eight Spider Spears, so he could still watch Tang San's every move. What he didn't expect was that the other party actually didn't follow martial ethics and came to cheat or sneak attack.

Controlling his body to dodge the sleeve arrow dangerously, Xie Chun lightly tapped the ground, took two steps back, and left the attack range of the Eight Spider Lances.

"As far as the traditional kung fu is concerned, why do you still use hidden weapons to sneak attack?" Xie Chun glanced at the sleeve arrow behind him, which was directly embedded in the pillar of the fighting spirit platform.

But Tang San's expression suddenly became weird: "How do you know the hidden weapon?"