"Teacher Zhao, it's not that easy to catch me." Tang San's face was calm. Now that he was the only one left in the team, he calmed down instead.
In a head-on fight, I'm no match for you. But if it's just to delay time, Tang San feels he can still hold off for a while.
The Tang Clan's unique skill, Ghost Shadow Mystery, is no exaggeration.
Ghost Shadow is not a speed-based footwork; it excels at dodging, and the changes in body shape are unpredictable.
As the names suggest, ghost and mystery both mean changing body shape and movement.
Unless Zhao Wuji could use his third soul skill to pin Tang San down and make him unable to move, Tang San felt that he still had the ability to struggle.
"Oh? Then I'd like to see how difficult it is." Zhao Wuji smiled nonchalantly and rushed straight towards Tang San with big strides.
"Second soul skill, the mighty diamond palm."
As they got closer, Zhao Wuji's second soul ring flickered slightly, and the soul power on his palm instantly gathered, forming a large energy handprint like a cattail fan, and slapped it towards Tang San's chest.
Tang San's eyes were not the slightest bit panicked, full of composure. He had already prepared his reaction the moment Zhao Wuji raised his hand.
Seeing Zhao Wuji coming at him, Tang San changed his feet and retreated quickly. At the same time, the first yellow hundred-year soul ring on his body flashed, and several thick blue silver grass vines quietly spread around Zhao Wuji, blocking the way forward.
Although these blue silver grasses could not stop Zhao Wuji and would break at the slightest struggle, they could still delay Zhao Wuji for a while.
With the help of Blue Silver Grass and the Tang Sect's Ghost Shadow Movement Technique, although Tang San's speed was not as fast as Zhao Wuji's, it was not easy for Zhao Wuji to catch Tang San.
This is Tang San's plan.
However, plans can never keep up with changes.
Zhao Wuji saw that this kid was as slippery as a loach. His powerful Vajra Palm missed several times, and he just managed to slip away from his hand every time. He couldn't help but lose his patience.
There were two figures chasing each other on the field, and one of them suddenly stopped.
Looking at Tang San who was breathing slightly and also stopped to rest not far from him, Zhao Wuji scolded with a smile: "You little loach, you are so slippery. If I don't deal with you quickly, I may not have enough time to deal with that kid." After saying that, Zhao Wuji glanced at Ye Zhiqiu who was sitting in the distance watching the show.
Tang San also looked at Ye Zhiqiu and smiled bitterly. He had been holding on to Zhao Wuji's third soul skill for so long that he was almost at his limit and had consumed a lot of physical strength.
Glancing at the Tibetan incense, Tang San suddenly smiled despite being in such a helpless situation.
Two-thirds of the incense has been burned. I will hold on for a while longer until my strength is exhausted. I think Aqiu should be able to bear this last bit.
After all, in the past, both he and Xiao Wu were no match for Aqiu. Now, Aqiu is probably even stronger, so it should be no problem to drag it out until the incense burns out.
Zhao Wuji naturally also saw that the incense was already two-thirds burned, and he couldn't help but feel anxious.
He is the great Acala, but he has such a hard time dealing with a few twelve-year-old children. If other teachers in the academy hear about it, they will laugh to death.
Thinking of this, Zhao Wuji decided to show his true abilities, and the fourth soul ring on his body lit up.
In the shining purple light, the thousand-year soul ring actually flew out, caught up with Tang San who was trying hard to avoid it, and put it on him.
"Fourth soul skill, location tracking."
Zhao Wuji squatted slightly, and suddenly exerted force with his strong legs, and the whole person jumped up from the ground, jumping more than ten meters high.
It smashed towards Tang San like a falling meteor.
If this thing hits him, Tang San's small body will be killed by sitting on it.
Ye Zhiqiu, who was in the distance, saw this scene and stood up slightly. Three purple, black and red soul rings fell from his head in circles and wrapped around his body. The scene was very handsome, but unfortunately everyone was paying attention to the confrontation between Zhao Wuji and Tang San, and no one noticed this scene.
If Tang San couldn't hold on, Ye Zhiqiu would take action. Training was one thing, but getting injured was not an option.
Tang San looked at Zhao Wuji's leaping figure, his pupils contracted, and he hurriedly moved his position, but he was surprised to find that Zhao Wuji in the air actually turned with his movement and still smashed towards him.
This move has a locking effect? Tang San didn't have time to think about it. All the soul power in his body surged out instantly. Countless blue silver grass on the surface of the ground shot up into the sky and stabbed towards Zhao Wuji who was sitting down towards him.
At this moment, Tang San's spirit power was completely exhausted. He could no longer stand, and his legs trembled as he sat down on the ground.
"The body of Acala." Zhao Wuji shouted in the air, and the familiar phantom of the Vajra Bear appeared again, smashing the blue silver grass rushing towards him into powder.
Zhao Wuji himself continued to smash towards Tang San.
There was no way to dodge this move. Tang San closed his eyes tiredly.
"Mistress."
"Teacher Zhao, please show mercy."
The people watching the battle from a distance looked anxious.
"Boom!" A huge crater was created next to Tang San. The flying stones and dust covered Tang San.
There was no pain. Tang San secretly opened his eyes and saw Zhao Wuji smiling at him. He breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that he survived?
At the last moment, Zhao Wuji released his soul skill and slightly changed the direction, otherwise Tang San would definitely be killed by him.
In fact, Zhao Wuji just wanted to scare him, but this kid was so slippery that he got angry.
"You are eliminated too." Zhao Wuji grabbed Tang San, who was as soft as mud, and threw him towards Dai Mubai who was watching the battle in the distance, and sent him out of the battlefield.
"Aqiu, I tried my best. The rest is up to you." Tang San, who was flying in the air, silently looked at the figure on the big rock. However, when he saw it, his eyes widened. If he had not been flying with the help of the power of Zhao Wuji's swing, he would have fallen from the sky on the spot.
Dai Mubai jumped across the sky and caught Tang San, then placed him in a corner and sat him down. Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing surrounded him.
"Make way." Tang San struggled to get up, pushed away Xiao Wu who was blocking his way, and looked at the big rock again. He wanted to see if he was seeing things.
However, Ye Zhiqiu was no longer on the big rock. Tang San quickly looked towards where Ning Rongrong was. Sure enough, Ye Zhiqiu was there, feeding Ning Rongrong watermelon.
Tang San was a little stunned when he didn't see the scene he wanted to see. Could it be that he really saw it wrong just now?
Seeing Tang San startled and frightened, Xiao Wu felt a little worried. Could his brain be damaged?
"Xiao San, are you okay?" Xiao Wu asked with concern.
Tang San lowered his head wearily, "It's nothing." Suddenly, Tang San seemed to remember something and quickly looked up, "Xiao Wu, just now the three spirit rings on Aqiu were purple, black and red, did you see that?"
Purple, black, and red? It's over. The mistress's brain is really broken.
Xiao Wu was so anxious that she almost cried and didn't know what to do.
Dai Mubai next to him looked at Tang San as if he was mentally retarded. Even Zhu Zhuqing had some question marks on her face, wondering if Tang San had suffered a brain injury.