Oscar understood what Tang San meant, and quickly supported Dai Mubai and fed him a big sausage.
"Teacher Zhao, I can still fight you, please teach me!"
Tang San gritted his teeth and came to the field, speaking respectfully but coldly to Zhao Wuji.
"Are you sure you still want to fight?"
Seeing that Zhao Wuji did not kidnap Ma Hongjun, he instead let Tang San get up and said in a muffled voice. He sounded unhappy, but there was really no expression on his bruised and swollen face.
"Please enlighten me!"
Tang San still said respectfully and coldly.
"Okay, let me see what else you little guy can do."
Zhao Wuji said displeasedly.
Seeing Zhao Wuji agree, Tang San put his left hand on his waist, and the martial spirit in his right hand appeared. The blue silver grass was held in Tang San's hand. The part that extended out became only a vine, about two or three meters long, covered with barbs. , the ghost shadow spread out, and afterimages appeared in the field, and began to circle around Zhao Wuji. He was looking for the right moment to take action.
Tang San took action, and like a poisonous dragon, the long blue-silver whip in his hand quickly reached out and struck towards Zhao Wuji's back.
"Snapped!"
There was a crisp sound, and a whip struck Zhao Wuji. Zhao Wuji felt a burning pain in his back, but Tang San was too fast, and he couldn't react at all.
The long blue silver whip in Tang San's hand retreated with one lash, and then came back with another whip, and retreated with each touch, one whip after another, hitting the same place.
"Roar!"
"The third soul skill, increased gravity!"
Zhao Wuji roared and activated his third soul skill. Tang San's speed was too fast. He couldn't catch it if he didn't limit it. Moreover, this kid's blue and silver long whips were all in the same place, making him feel a burning sensation. It hurt, as if it was being burned by fire, exactly the same feeling as when the blue silver grass was entangled and strangled.
Ma Hongjun took advantage of the time when Tang San attacked Zhao Wuji, flew back to the ground at high speed, left Xiao Wu in Oscar's care, and quickly returned to the air to wait for an opportunity to attack.
"The second soul skill, Phoenix in Fire!"
"The first soul skill, Phoenix Fire Wire!"
Seeing Zhao Wuji restricting Tang San's speed, Ma Hongjun knew that now was the best time. He activated his first and second soul skills instantly, and blazing flames spurted out from Ma Hongjun's mouth, burning towards Zhao Wuji continuously.
It's now!
Although Tang San was restricted in speed, as soon as he saw Ma Hongjun take action, he knew that the time had come. The blue silver grass disappeared in an instant, and he wiped his hands on his waist. As he circled around Zhao Wuji, streams of light hit him.
Lancet, locust stone, bone-penetrating needle,…
Waiting for different hidden weapons to be launched from anywhere on his body, hitting Zhao Wuji.
"Roar!"
"The first soul skill, Fudo Mingwang Shen!"
Zhao Wuji looked at the burning flames and the various weird weapons flying all over the sky. He cursed angrily, secretly thought that was bad, and quickly activated his first soul skill.
A dazzling golden light erupted from Zhao Wuji, forcing away Ma Hongjun's flames and making Tang San's hidden weapon useless.
"Little hedgehog, you are not good at these things. You are not even good enough to tickle your teacher Zhao."
Zhao Wuji mocked Tang San.
Tang San was silent, seeing that many hidden weapons were ineffective against Zhao Wuji and unable to break his defense, he made up his mind that he was going to use that thing.
"Mistress!"
At this moment, Ma Hongjun shouted in the air, and Tang San's eyes narrowed. It turned out that Zhao Wuji's soul skills were dispersed due to inexplicable interference, and Zhao Wuji seemed to be particularly agitated at this moment.
good chance!
Tang San's fingertips instantly ejected streams of golden light, passing through tricky angles and sinking into Zhao Wuji's body.
Similarly, Ma Hongjun also threw a handful of golden light in the air, and together with Tang San's, they all disappeared into Zhao Wuji's body.
Zhao Wuji felt pain all over his body, and he instantly felt that something was drilled into his muscles. Especially, he felt like there was a fire burning in his heart, which made him unable to concentrate on using his soul skills.
Moreover, as long as the thing that got into his body moved, it would be like cutting his muscles, and it would continue to drill in, and when it didn't move, it would tightly hug his muscles.
Zhao Wuji couldn't figure out what kind of trick he was hit by, and he couldn't even gather his soul power for a while.
And at the moment when Zhao Wuji was stunned, Tang San quickly stepped forward, a small black hammer appeared in his left hand, silver light flashed from it, and without hesitation, he hammered towards Zhao Wuji's face, hitting him. Slap in the face, I just learned it from Ma Hongjun today, who makes Zhao Wuji’s defense so high?
"boom!"
There was a roar, and Zhao Wuji received a solid blow from the mini Clear Sky Hammer on his face.
"Well!"
Zhao Wuji tilted his head, blood splattered on his teeth, his heart became more and more irritable, and he wanted to use his ultimate move at all costs.
"Wuji, what are you doing?"
At this moment, a serious voice interrupted Zhao Wuji.
"Boss Fu, master!"
Zhao Wuji turned around and saw that it was Flanders and the master who came a few days ago walking towards this side.
Zhao Wuji's face was a bit ugly. Why didn't he show up earlier or later? He just waited for him to make a fool of himself.
Flanders glared at Zhao Wuji fiercely, thinking that he deserved it!
"Mistress, how are you?"
The master stepped up to the pale Tang San and asked. He had Luo Sanpao to transform, so he asked Luo Sanpao to transform into a golden-winged sky-flying falcon and fly over with him.
Therefore, although he set off later than Ma Hongjun and others, he arrived a few days earlier.
The Golden-winged Sky-Wandering Falcon is a powerful soul beast that can fly extremely fast. Moreover, this soul beast is said to have the blood of the Golden-winged Dapeng and is also very powerful. The drop of the Golden-winged Sky-Wandering Falcon given to Luo Sanpao The blood came from the corpse of a 10,000-year-old golden-winged flying falcon soul beast that he bought for a thousand gold soul coins.
"Teacher, it turns out you have arrived a long time ago!"
Seeing the master, Tang San seemed to have found a backbone, and his pale face could not hide the joy in his heart.
"I'm fine, it's just that the energy was a bit high. Mubai and Xiao Wu were too close to Teacher Zhao just now and were hit by his sixth soul skill, Vigorous Vajra Roar. I'm afraid they were injured a bit seriously. Teacher, I want to go see Xiao Wu first!"
"Go!"
"Uncle Master!"
The master nodded.
"Teacher, I haven't seen you for two years. Hello!"
Ma Hongjun's face was a little pale and he fell next to Flanders. Although he didn't have the attack power of only three shots when he first obtained the second soul ring, it was just one more shot. With one more shot, his soul Although the power will not be exhausted, it will no longer be able to activate the second soul skill.
But with Flanders here, Ma Hongjun is not afraid of Zhao Wuji's tricks, and he has already planted the Heart Fire and Dragon Beard Needles in his body, so it will be difficult for him to take action.
Dragon Beard Needle, when Ma Hongjun went to Flanders Antique Shop for the first time, he shamelessly asked for the piece of hair crystal. This is a good thing. If anyone is unhappy, give him a needle. That's right.
"Haha, you are a good boy. We haven't seen you for two years. Now that you have grown up, the teacher almost doesn't recognize you."
Flanders said happily. Hearing that Ma Hongjun was coming, he was so excited that he almost rushed out to find him. But when he saw that they were competing with Zhao Wuji, he held it back. He was looking forward to this good disciple in the past two years. Growing up, although the two of them corresponded every month and basically knew everything, there was nothing better than seeing it with your own eyes.
Looking at the results, especially Ma Hongjun's aerial fighting skills, he was even more relieved, thinking that he had a successor.
Moreover, Ma Hongjun even avoided Zhao Wuji's fourth soul skill positioning and tracking, which made him full of praise.
"hey-hey!"
Ma Hongjun giggled and touched the tip of his nose.
"Teacher, let me take out the Heart Fire and Dragon Beard Needles from Teacher Zhao's body first, otherwise there will be trouble after a long time!"
Flanders nodded.
"Boy, the dragon beard needle should be the thing that binds my muscles. What is the inner fire?"
Zhao Wuji grinned and said, "Although Ma Hongjun has a special technique and it is easy to take out the dragon beard needle, it is also very painful."
"Heartfire is the advanced version of my martial soul's evil fire. It's called Fallen Heartfire. It can arouse people's emotions and desires. Just now, your soul skill was interrupted and you couldn't use your soul power. When I attacked before, I will plant it in you. The fire in my body is aroused."
"Heartfire is colorless, odorless, invisible and transparent, so you didn't notice it!"
Ma Hongjun explained to Zhao Wuji.
"Huh? Your boy's martial soul defect has been solved? Can the evil fire be used for his own use? That's great. I said that you are too disrespectful of the old and love the young, and this attack is too cruel."
Zhao Wuji was stunned for a moment. He was happy that Ma Hongjun's martial soul defect was solved, but he also complained that Ma Hongjun's attack was too harsh and his scalp was lifted off.
"Huh? Didn't the teacher tell you? It's been solved, but it's not completely solved yet."
"How can I dare to hold back in our competition with you? You are a powerful Soul Saint, and I am just a small great Soul Master."
Ma Hongjun was stunned. Seeing this, Flanders did not tell Zhao Wuji and others about the resolution of his martial soul's flaws.
"Oscar, give Teacher Zhao two sausages, one each for the recovery intestine and the detoxification intestine!"
After taking out the dragon's beard needle and calming down his inner fire, Ma Hongjun shouted to Oscar that Zhao Wuji looked so miserable.
"Okay!"
Oscar responded, handed the seriously injured Dai Mubai and Xiao Wu to Tang San, and quickly ran over.
Seeing how Ma Hongjun and the others had injured Zhao Wuji like this, the complacency in his heart quickly evaporated. He still had a long way to go in the fight.
"If it is, it is, if it is not, it is not. What does it mean?"
Zao Wuji was speechless, took Oscar's sausage and ate it, feeling much better.
"Come on, let the teacher and uncle explain this to you slowly. I think you should go to recover from your injuries first. You are really miserable like this, tsk tsk!"
Ma Hongjun said heartbrokenly.
"..."
Zhao Wuji was speechless and thought to himself that it was not you who contributed the most to why I was like this. It was either burning or exploding. You were in charge of demolition.
"Boss, Master, I'm going to rest first!"
Flanders suppressed a smile, and the master couldn't help laughing, and nodded while suppressing a smile.
Zao Wuji was extremely embarrassed, and when he saw Flender and the master nodding, he quickly ran away in despair.
"Hongjun, seeing how much you consume, you should take one too!"
Oscar handed a piece of recovery intestine to the pale Ma Hongjun and said.
"Um!"
Ma Hongjun took a mouthful and swallowed it, restoring the intestinal soul power to dissolve in his body. He felt that the soul power was recovering. He felt much better and his face was no longer so pale.
