Douluo: Reviving the Blue Lightning Tyrant Clan

Chapter 190 Tang San is about to explode

At the same time, Dai Mubai raised his head slightly and cast his gaze towards Tang San. He saw that Tang San, relying on his strange body movements and strange palm skills, was able to barely hold his own against Zhu Zhuqing.

Seeing this scene, Dai Mubai curled his lips in disdain. In his opinion, Zhu Zhuqing might be stronger than him, but her strength was limited and she was definitely not as strong as Yang Ruolin. He was sure that if Tang San faced Yang Ruolin, he would definitely be killed in one move like himself.

But even though he was disdainful, when he looked at Tang San's figure, a hint of greed quietly slipped into his eyes.

"It would be great if I could also master Tang San's self-created spirit skills. Humph! Blue Silver Grass? What a rubbish spirit! If those self-created spirit skills were performed by my White Tiger spirit, they would definitely be ten thousand times stronger than Tang San's."

Dai Mubai was extremely envious of Tang San's mysterious self-created spirit skills, and his jealousy was hard to conceal. After two years of getting along with him, he knew that Tang San's skills were self-created spirit skills, or they had nothing to do with martial spirits and could be passed down.

Although Dai Mubai didn't want to admit it, Tang San was indeed the strongest among them. He naturally attributed all this to Tang San's self-created spirit skills, plus Tang San's strange hidden weapons. He concluded that Tang San's identity was definitely not ordinary, and it was impossible for an ordinary person to have such an inheritance.

Dai Mubai also implicitly proposed to Tang San the idea of ​​learning those self-created spirit skills. If he could learn them, his combat effectiveness would be greatly enhanced, and he would no longer be afraid of his elder brother, and he might even inherit the throne.

However, Tang San rejected his request mercilessly with a firm attitude.

This made Dai Mubai extremely angry, but he could do nothing. He was just a powerless prince, and he couldn't beat Tang San. In addition, they were all under the eyes of Flanders, Zhao Wuji and others, so he didn't dare to do anything excessive, so he could only watch with envy.

On the other side, Tang San frowned. Although he used the Mysterious Jade Hand, his palm still ached slightly. The pressure he was under was by no means as easy as it seemed on the surface.

Zhu Zhuyun's attack was extremely powerful and sharp, much stronger than Dai Mubai, with whom he had fought many times. Although the cat claws were several times smaller than Dai Mubai's tiger claws, their penetrating power was extremely amazing.

You know, Dai Mubai has never been able to break through the defense of his Black Jade Hand. Tang San is also confident in his Black Jade Hand. He believes that the defense of his Black Jade Hand is definitely not weaker than the tortoise shells of the two brothers Shi Mo and Shi Mo, and that this Black Jade Hand will continue to get stronger as he grows.

But at this moment, under the attack of Zhu Zhuqing's cat claws, his black jade hands were left with many scars, and faint traces of blood appeared. How could he not be frightened?

In fact, this was mainly due to the penetrating effect of Zhu Zhuqing's third soul skill, and this effect could last for half an hour, which was enough to support her to finish the game.

"What's going on? Why haven't Dai Mubai, Shi Mo and Shi Mo come back yet? And what are Xiao Wu, Yu Feng and Osro doing?" Tang San had been fighting with Zhu Zhuqing for several breaths. Logically, his teammates should have come to support him, but now there is no sign of anyone. This is unscientific!
But the pressure from Zhu Zhuqing was too great, and he didn't dare to distract himself to observe the situation of his teammates. For a control-type soul master to be forced to the point where he couldn't observe the situation of his teammates was obviously extremely fatal to a team.

Tang San only heard a loud noise just now, and a bad feeling instantly came to his heart.

"Ah~" "Ah~" At this moment, two more screams were heard, and Tang San's ominous premonition became stronger and stronger.

"The second soul skill - Parasitism!"

"Third soul skill - Blue Silver Snake Binding!"

Tang San no longer spared his spirit power, and used his second and third spirit skills at the same time.

Suddenly, Zhu Zhuqing's body stiffened suddenly, and a large amount of dense blue silver grass instantly grew around her body, covering her entire body tightly in the blink of an eye.

Then, a large number of black and purple blue silver grass as thick as a bowl broke out of the ground and entangled the originally dense blue silver grass, wrapping it up in a whole circle. It looked like a large black and purple oval cocoon was formed.

Tang San's second spirit ring was taken from a 600-year-old plant spirit beast called Ghost Vine. Although the age did not reach the so-called 764 years, it was still one of Tang San's few extremely practical spirit skills.

The ghost vine is a very terrifying plant-type soul beast that possesses a very strong neurotoxin. Once the host is touched by its thorns, the toxin will take effect immediately until the host is turned into thick water and becomes its nourishment.

But this is not the most annoying thing about it, because there are many soul beasts with more terrible toxins than it. The most frightening thing about it is its parasitic ability. When it attacks, it will emit countless tiny seeds and directly parasitize the enemy.

As long as the ghost vine provides enough energy or the seeds absorb enough nutrients, they will grow on the host and the neurotoxins will spread throughout the host.

After Tang San absorbed the ghost vine's spirit ring, the most important ability he inherited was parasitism. After the spirit power was injected, the seeds scattered in the air would grow instantly, achieving the purpose of entanglement, making it difficult to defend against. It can be said to be an extremely insidious and vicious spirit skill.

In addition, his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul also inherited the neurotoxin of the Ghost Vine Soul Beast, but because there was some conflict between the life attributes of the Ghost Vine and his Blue Silver Grass, the Ghost Vine toxin inherited by his Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul was very weak and had only a paralyzing effect, which was far less terrifying than the toxin of the Ghost Vine Soul Beast.

However, with the addition of the two Mandrake Snake Spirit Rings that Tang San had attached, the poison on his Blue Silver Grass was also quite considerable.

At this moment, a faint sweet tea fragrance emanated from the outside of the black and purple cocoon. This smell was obviously the toxic smell emitted by his Blue Silver Grass martial soul. If an ordinary person smelled it, they would be poisoned and die. It also had a greater impact on low-level soul masters.

After taking a look at Zhu Zhuqing who was wrapped up like a big cocoon, Tang San finally breathed a sigh of relief and quickly checked on his teammates.

The first people that came into view were Dai Mubai, Oslo and Yufeng. You wouldn't know until you saw them. You were shocked. The match had only started for less than a minute and the three of them were already lying on the board.

Dai Mubai, in particular, was covered in blood that had gushed out, soaking the surrounding ground. He was lying on the edge of the ring, and was about to fall off. At first glance, it looked as if he was about to die.

But Tang San's eyesight was so sharp that he saw through Dai Mubai's condition at a glance. It was mainly due to excessive consumption, and the external injuries were not fatal. Especially when he saw Dai Mubai's slight movement to climb out of the ring, Tang San couldn't help but twitch his eyes and cursed inwardly: "What a wimp!"

Not far from Dai Mubai were Yu Feng and Osro. Their conditions seemed to be much better than Dai Mubai's, but as an expert in poisons, Tang San naturally had a better understanding of various injuries.

The torture these two suffered was even worse than Dai Mubai's. Not only did they spit blood, but their chests were also covered with horrible claw marks, which had injured their tendons and bones. They were both unconscious, but the blood and wounds were less than Dai Mubai's. However, Tang San still couldn't help cursing inwardly: "Two wastes!"

Tang San suddenly felt very tired, thinking that he was the spirit master with the lowest spirit power in the field, but he faced Zhu Zhuqing, who was one realm higher than him, alone, and he had not fallen into a disadvantage. However, his teammates clearly had an advantage in numbers, but they fell to the ground first, which made him feel that he was born at the wrong time and did not meet a wise master.

But these thoughts only flashed through his mind. The serious situation did not give him any time to feel sad, so he immediately turned his attention in the direction of his other teammates.

In front of him, Shi Mo and Shi Mo were being beaten by Yang Ruolin alone. Yang Ruolin held the domineering and powerful Soul Breaking Spear in her hand, and her attack was extremely fierce. The tip of the spear flashed with cold light, and every swing brought a sharp gust of wind.

Even though Shi Mo and Shi Mo's martial spirit is the top-level defensive martial spirit, the Black Tortoise, they can only hold on with difficulty at this moment, and this is the result of the combined efforts of the two.

Their faces were solemn, their foreheads were covered with sweat, and they stood back to back, cooperating with each other, trying to resist Yang Ruolin's overwhelming attack. The defensive tortoise shells on their bodies kept making dull sounds under Yang Ruolin's attack.

Behind Yang Ruolin, Bai Chenxiang and Ye Lingling were also patrolling the battlefield, both of them were very relaxed. Bai Chenxiang was only responsible for protecting Ye Lingling, and had no intention of going up to help. She folded her hands in front of her chest, with a hint of confidence and calmness in her eyes, as if the outcome of this game had already been determined. Ye Lingling was a little more concerned than her, her eyes swept across the battlefield from time to time, and her hands were already prepared with healing soul power, ready to deal with emergencies at any time.

Tang San's expression suddenly became extremely ugly when he saw this. Now that the advantage in numbers was gone, it was obviously impossible for him to sneak attack the enemy's back row.

At the same time, Yang Ruolin's aura gave him a vague feeling, as if it was the legendary state of unity between man and nature in his previous life, which surprised him.

Tang San didn't know much about the state of unity between man and nature, and had only heard of it in bits and pieces. But from the information he knew, even if Yang Ruolin hadn't reached this state yet, she might have touched it.

At this moment, he also understood why Dai Mubai was crippled so quickly. If he let him go, he would probably not be much better.

Tang San felt more helpless and bitter in his heart, "It looks like we're going to lose this first match."

"No, I won't give up until the last moment." Tang San gritted his teeth, still unwilling to give up, and his gaze shifted again.

This time, Tang San saw Xiao Wu, who was running away with her head in her hands. Xiao Wu was also in a very bad state at this time. Not only were there claw marks on her body, but even her carefully cared-for scorpion braid that reached down to her calves was gone, as if it had been cut in the middle, with messy hair scattered on her back.

……

Time goes back to the beginning of the game.

When Zhu Zhuyun asked Zhu Zhuqing to entangle Tang San, her target was locked on Oslo and Yufeng.

Zhu Zhuyun appeared next to Oslo in a flash.

"The first soul skill - Netherworld Thrust!"

In an instant, Zhu Zhuyun's sharp cat claws left deep claw marks on Oslo's body. The claw marks were like ferocious ravines, and blood gushed out instantly. Then a whip kick hit Oslo's lower abdomen.

Osro's body suddenly flew into the air like a hunched shrimp and fell to the edge of the ring.

Osro screamed in mid-air, spat out a mouthful of blood, then fainted and fell heavily to the ground.

However, Zhu Zhuyun's move was extremely measured, only causing Osro to lose his combat power, but not causing any fatal danger.

The reason why Zhu Zhuyun was able to deal with Oslo so easily, even more easily than Yang Ruolin killed Dai Mubai in seconds, was because both of them were agility attack spirit masters.

For other soul masters of the same department, as long as the difference in their martial soul levels is not too great, the difference in soul power levels is the main factor in determining victory.

Especially between the agility attack types, because both are fragile, the side with higher soul power will naturally be faster, and the victory or defeat will be decided very quickly.

If it is a battle between two defensive soul masters, the one with higher soul power will take a lot of time to deal with the one with lower soul power. After all, it is basically impossible for a meat shield to kill a meat shield in seconds unless the gap is too big.

In Zhu Zhuyun's eyes, Oslo and Yufeng were just two little Karamis. In terms of speed, she crushed them both, and they couldn't dodge Zhu Zhuyun's attacks at all.

Therefore, Zhu Zhuyun only used the first soul skill and easily solved Osro before Yufeng could react.

Yu Feng was flying in the air and witnessed it all. He broke out in a cold sweat and was stunned for a moment before he reacted and wanted to provide support, but it was too late.

Xiao Wu on the other side also briefly analyzed the situation. She originally wanted to support Tang San, but when she saw Zhu Zhuyun chasing Oslo and Yufeng, she thought that the three of them might be able to eliminate the opponent's strongest Soul King player, so she also chased after them.

But Zhu Zhuyun's speed was too fast. When she caught up with him, Osro was killed in an instant.

Zhu Zhuyun naturally noticed that Xiao Wu was chasing after her, but she just glanced at her out of the corner of her eye and ignored her.

Yufeng looked at Osro who had fainted and couldn't help but feel fortunate that he could fly, otherwise, he would have been killed in one second.

"Do you think that I can't hit you just because you can fly?" Zhu Zhuyun looked at Yufeng's figure and sneered.

Yu Feng didn't understand what he meant when he heard that, but he still subconsciously flew a little higher.

"The fourth soul skill, Netherworld Spring Fall!" Then, the fourth soul ring on Zhu Zhuyun lit up.

A dark purple light burst out from Zhu Zhuyun and shone on Yufeng.

"Huh? What happened? Why did Yufeng fall down?" Xiao Wu, who was rushing over, was startled.

She saw Yufeng, who was flying in the air, suddenly stopped his wings uncontrollably. Xiao Wu could even clearly see that Yufeng's eyes gradually became blurred and his pupils began to dilate, as if he was under an illusion.

Then, Zhu Zhuyun leaped up just before Xiao Wu arrived, and his first soul ring flashed again, and his sharp cat claws grabbed Yu Feng fiercely.

At this time, under the stimulation of intense pain, Yufeng finally woke up.

But it was too late. Like Osro, Yufeng was also hit by a whip kick.

Because his body was even more fragile than Osro's, his eyes bulged slightly after being kicked by Zhu Zhuyun, and he almost vomited his overnight meal.

After a shrill scream, Yufeng followed in Oslo's footsteps.

But at this time, Xiao Wu also jumped into the air and came behind Zhu Zhuyun...

(End of this chapter)