Douluo Continent: My Sharingan is a bit unorthodox

There are also barbs protruding from the top, which are poisonous and can cause paralysis.

"Go to hell!"

Seeing that Ye Qiu's hands were both immobile, he immediately raised his right hand, which was behind his back.

A small black hammer had appeared in his hand without him noticing.

Subconsciously, Tang San even used the power-generating technique of the Chaotic Cloak.

calves, waist, arms...

The Haotian Hammer slammed down towards Ye Qiu's face.

Snapped!

A shattering sound rang out.

Bang!

A muffled thud, and blood splattered.

Tang San turned his head to the side, his eyes somewhat dazed. The side of his face that was just a moment ago was now stained with blood.

Just now, he only felt a little heat coming from his left hand.

Immediately, Ye Qiu put on the Frost Gauntlet on his right cheek and punched him in the uninjured left cheek.

"hey-hey..."

Ye Qiu's left hand was wrapped in Blue Silver Grass, while his right hand remained in a punching stance.

A hint of pleasure crossed his face.

His Sharingan is no joke.

He watched Tang San's every move.

Ye Qiu could see right through her... completely naked!

"Ugh! Die!" Tang San forcibly stopped his body, his feet sinking into the ground.

He twisted his body and used the opponent's force against them!

He transferred the force of the punch Ye Qiu had given him to his right hand, and the hammer continued to strike Ye Qiu.

At the same time, the two spirit rings beneath his feet lit up simultaneously.

Entangling, parasitizing!

Blue silver grass sprouted from the ground.

She tightly gripped Ye Qiu's right hand, and blue silver grass continued to grow from her body, enveloping her.

Tang San revealed a cruel smile, his split lips dripping with blood, making him look like a vengeful demon about to devour people.

"Pfft! You never learn!"

Ye Qiu chuckled, under Tang San's incredulous gaze.

It pierced right through his Blue Silver Grass.

He instantly moved in front of him and raised his right fist.

Bend your knees, twist your waist, and relax your shoulders.

He then suddenly used all his strength.

A straight punch landed directly on Tang San's face.

The icy, bone-chilling sensation shattered the bridge of his nose.

Snot, tears, and blood flowed down, tasting salty and bitter.

My head was buzzing.

Both feet left the ground, and he flew backwards.

Blood flowed in the air, blooming into blood flowers.

call out!

"Aren't you still giving up?"

As he flew backward, Tang San didn't forget to use his hidden weapon technique to throw the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand.

Unfortunately, Ye Qiu still managed to dodge it using his divine power.

Tang San's attack speed was too slow, and his understanding of Ye Qiu was still based on his time at Notting Academy.

Ye Qiu, however, was different; he had a good understanding of Tang San as he was now.

It's unintentional!

If he doesn't lose, who will?!

Bang!

The Haotian Hammer smashed a crater the size of a washbasin behind Ye Qiu.

Tang San also crashed to the ground not far away.

He tilted his head slightly back, a hint of madness already appearing in his eyes.

"What kind of soul skill is this?! Impossible! It's impossible that it can't hit! This is impossible..."

Muttering incoherently, Tang San struggled to get up.

Ye Qiu walked forward at a leisurely pace.

From the beginning until now, it has only taken five punches for Tang San to be beaten until his head is bleeding.

Tang San knelt on the ground, slowly got up, his face covered in blood, which slid down from his chin.

In contrast, Ye Qiu, dressed in a white outfit with silver trim, was spotless, without a trace of blood.

"There's no way you can miss! Die!"

With his hands pressed against the Twenty-Four Bridges Under the Moonlit Night, his hands became afterimages as he continuously threw hidden weapons towards Ye Qiu's position.

Ye Qiu walked slowly, watching his technique for throwing hidden weapons.

Then he slowly started running again, and ran faster and faster.

They attacked Tang San.

He remained unfazed and unyielding amidst hundreds of hidden weapons, none of which could touch him.

They arrived in front of Tang San very quickly.

With a light tap of his toes, he immediately arrived at Tang San's side, intending to grab him by the back of his collar.

"Tch!" Tang San spat out a mouthful of saliva mixed with blood, quickly straightened up and backed away.

At the same time, with his body slightly bent, a thicker arrow shot towards Ye Qiu's face from behind his collar.

Tight-back flower-mounted crossbow!

Swish!

Unfortunately, it still passed through without any suspense.

Ye Qiu continued to press forward, his brows suddenly furrowing.

With the help of his Sharingan, Tang San's technique for throwing hidden weapons had changed slightly.

With a stern face, Tang San mechanically threw out his hidden weapons—several poisoned darts.

The money dart grazed Ye Qiu's body, and he was already standing in front of Tang San.

A disheveled figure, his face covered in blood, was reflected in the crimson eyes.

"Finished throwing them away?" Ye Qiu stood in front of him, her voice calm.

"It's over..." Tang San's eyes were no longer filled with fear. He was completely focused on using the Purple Demon Eye to guard against Ye Qiu's illusion.

Xuanyu hand!

He threw a punch at Ye Qiu, without any skill whatsoever.

Ye Qiu dodged to the side, causing the attack to miss.

Ice crystals formed on his hands, ready to be thrown at Tang San.

Tang San disregarded everything, seemingly willing to trade injury for injury, and threw a punch at Ye Qiu.

However, his speed is not as fast as Ye Qiu's.

"Xiao Qiu! Be careful..."

"Ye Qiu!"

Behind them, Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing exclaimed in surprise.

Tang San finally stopped hiding his true feelings and revealed a slightly manic smile.

"Haha...too late!"

call out!