Douluo: Blade Template, Death Omen is Coming

Chapter 11: Discover the hidden weapons!

Soon, just as Tang San expected, the opportunity arose!
Tang San's Purple Demon Eye lit up in an instant, and the purple light was like the brightest star in the night sky.

The blue silver grass that emerged from the open space nearby also began to sway at this moment, as if responding to Tang San's call.

Every sway of the blue silver grass is like a prelude to a battle, full of tension and anticipation.

Tang San kicked his feet hard, the ground cracked instantly, dust flew, and his figure flew towards the blade like an arrow.

With a gentle wave of his right hand, the blue silver grass flashed with blue fluorescence, as if alive, and quickly spread under the blade's feet.
The small body tightly wrapped around Blade's feet, forming a seemingly weak bond.

Tang San knew very well that for these blue silver grass, the blade only needed to move slightly to break free, but all he needed was just this moment of hesitation.

As a killer, Tang San deeply understands the importance of this moment, which is the key to determining victory or defeat!
After the Blue Silver Grass had finished its work, Tang San immediately clenched his right hand into a fist, ready to attack with all his strength.
This gave Blade the illusion that he was going to attack with his fists.

In fact, his left hand, hidden behind his back, had already secretly grasped the Tang Sect's hidden weapon, waiting to launch an attack after getting close!
Tang San's purple eyes stared at Ren's blood-red eyes, his eyes were full of ferocity and murderous intent.
He attempted to use the power of the Purple Demonic Pupil to cause Blade to lose consciousness at that moment, thus creating an opportunity for himself to attack.

This is a battle of psychology and strength. Tang San knows that only by seizing the opportunity at that moment can he gain the upper hand in this battle.

Tang San's strategies and actions were like child's tricks in Ren's eyes. He had already seen through everything.

When Tang San's figure rushed towards him, Ren just looked at him coldly, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth, as if he was looking at an ignorant fool.

At this moment, Tang San's heart tightened. His intuition as a killer for many years made him feel that something was wrong, and cold sweat began to break out on his back.

He realized that his plan might have been discovered by Ren, but he had already leaped out and could not turn back, so he could only grit his teeth and fight.

Tang San shouted loudly, trying to disrupt Ren's judgment through the shock of his voice.

"Hah! Watch my fist!"

His voice echoed across the empty field, full of power and determination.

However, Ren didn't seem to care about the blue silver grass restraining his feet. He didn't even have the intention to break free. He just stood there with an expressionless face.

He gently tilted his body and raised the sword in his right hand. With a simple and direct movement, he chopped down in a specific direction.

At the same time, he uttered a few words indifferently:
"It's disappointing, haha."

This sentence, coupled with Ren's slow movements, shocked Tang San instantly.

The punch he had just thrown was sending out a whistling sound, but he abruptly pulled it back at the last moment.

Tang San's face showed astonishment. He hurriedly adjusted his posture and used more strength to dodge Ren's sword.

Tang San's heart was in turmoil. Ren's calmness and composure made him feel unprecedented pressure and fear.

This sword of Ren was like the scythe of the god of death, slashing straight towards Tang San's direction, and that direction was exactly where Tang San intended to hide his left hand!

The precision and determination of this sword made Tang San feel a chill in his heart. He instantly realized that his plan had been completely seen through by Blade.

In the blink of an eye, countless thoughts flashed through Tang San's mind:

If he continued to use the hidden weapon forcefully, the best result might be to use the hidden weapon to block the edge of the Zhili Sword.

But that is an almost impossible fantasy.

The worst outcome was that his left hand would be cut off by the sharp blade. The severe pain and disability he would feel horrified by.

Moreover, he knew clearly that the probability of the worst outcome was extremely high, and he did not dare to use his hand to block the sword!
At this critical moment, Tang San's body reacted instinctively. Ren only felt Tang San's fist with the sound of wind brushing past his ear.

There was still at least two shoulders' distance, and Tang San's body was like an arrow shot from a bow, dodging rapidly in the direction of the sword.

The most obvious movement of Tang San was his left hand, which quickly retracted to avoid the blade's edge.

Since Tang San was smaller in stature, he was not too hard to dodge the sword.
But even so, the corner of his clothes was still cut off by the sword, and the fragments flew in the air.

Because of this sudden change in action, Tang San's body was under tremendous pressure after landing. His steps staggered and he took several steps back, with dust flying under his feet.

Only after he took several steps back did Tang San manage to steady himself. His face was pale and his heart was beating like a drum. In that instant, he almost had a close call with death.

Blade saw that his sword did not play the decisive role as expected.

He just snorted coldly, and his back looked particularly calm, as if the attack just now was just a game.

He didn't even turn his head, but just turned his back to Tang San, and said with a tone full of ridicule and helplessness:
"It seems that the sword is not fast enough, don't you think so, Tang San?"

These words were like a sharp knife, piercing directly into Tang San's heart.

Tang San's expression instantly became uglier than if his own mother had died. The muscles on his face twisted and he stared at Ren's back with gritted teeth.

The confidence that I had just regained was shattered again at this moment.

His heart was filled with doubts and shock, because his hidden weapon techniques were the Tang Sect's secret, and no one else could know it except himself.

Moreover, in this world dominated by martial spirits, the use of hidden weapons is not a mainstream fighting method. It stands to reason that Ren could not have realized that he would hide the hidden weapon in his left hand!
However, Tang San's intuition told him that Ren must have seen through his plan!

Otherwise, he wouldn't have been able to attack his left hand so accurately!

This made Tang San, the genius of the Tang Sect, extremely shocked.

He couldn't believe that his secret was seen through so easily. Only he could understand the shock and disbelief.

"Oh, come again!"

There was a hint of determination in Tang San's voice; he knew he had no way out.

Although Ren said verbally that he would not kill him, the real murderous intent he showed just now could not be faked!

He knew in his heart that since the secret of the hidden weapon had been discovered, he might as well stop hiding it and use it directly.

Since the surprise tactic is not feasible, use the number and density of hidden weapons to defeat the opponent!

Tang San was determined, and the flame of fighting spirit rekindled in his eyes. He knew that the next battle would be a life-and-death contest, and he had to go all out to find a chance of survival in this duel.

There was a tense atmosphere in the air, and the contest between Tang San and Ren had just begun and it felt like it had already entered a white-hot stage.

Although the sword of the blade failed to hurt Tang San, the airflow brought by the sword still made the corners of Tang San's clothes flutter, as if warning him that danger was never far away.

There was a gleam of ruthlessness in Tang San's eyes. He knew that at this moment, he had no room for reservation.

His left hand quickly slipped out from his sleeve, and several hidden weapons flashed coldly in the sunlight.

His fingers were as nimble as a snake, grasping each hidden weapon, ready to fire at any time.

(End of this chapter)