In Douluo Continent, the Pope used me as a substitute for my first love.

Chapter 368 Tang San's Premature Defeat

Suddenly, Tang San raised his head sharply, and the purple light in his eyes intensified.

Seeing his purple eyes, Zhao Wuji's expression tightened slightly, and he slowed his pace. After all, deceptive attacks using eyes are among the most difficult to defend against in a soul skill; he had almost suffered a loss when facing Xiao Wu before.

But Zhao Wuji soon discovered that the purple light in Tang San's eyes did not seem to have any offensive effect. In the short time that he paused, Tang San's hands, which had been somewhat restrained, suddenly shot out.

It was only then that Zhao Wuji noticed that Tang San seemed to be tightly gripping something in his hand.

Meanwhile, Dai Mubai, who had been watching the battle from the sidelines for a long time, was also moved by this and immediately recalled his battle with Tang San yesterday.

Unorthodox methods... Sure enough, he will use this kind of unpredictable tactic again in this practical assessment.

Dai Mubai thought to himself silently.

Suddenly, a sharp, piercing sound rang out on the field, followed by a sound like metal clashing.

"Whoosh... hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss hiss!"

Countless beams of cold light burst forth from Tang San's fingers, shooting towards Zhao Wuji's eyes, shoulders, throat, heart, knees, groin, and abdomen. None of these beams struck the same spot, and all were aimed at vital points.

Zhao Wuji was startled again, but quickly recovered. He used his two bear paws, one above and one below, to cover his eyes and his lower body. At the same time, he let out a low roar and unleashed his soul power, activating the Immovable King Body to its fullest extent.

After launching his hidden weapons, Tang San didn't pause for a moment. Using his Ghostly Shadow Steps, he swiftly retreated. The hidden weapons struck Zhao Wuji's body, but were all deflected by the powerful golden light, causing him no harm whatsoever.

Tang San was not surprised by this. His hands moved like butterflies flitting among flowers, flicking and snapping in front of him. One cold light after another shot out from his hands. The bracelet-shaped storage soul tool on his wrist flashed from time to time, providing Tang San with a continuous supply of ultra-small hidden weapons. These hidden weapons were specifically designed to pierce the vital points on Zhao Wuji's body.

Scalpel, flying locust stone, dart, bone-piercing nail...

As time passed, Zhao Wuji had become familiar with and figured out the attack methods of Tang San's hidden weapons. So, his whole body suddenly shone with the golden light of the Immovable King Body, and he strode towards Tang San.

In response, Tang San had no choice but to continue using Ghost Shadow Stalking, relying on Ning Rongrong to amplify his power with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, which was at the Soul Master level, while also using hidden weapons to outmaneuver Zhao Wuji.

As for Blue Silver Grass?

Damn it! Just talking about this makes Tang San angry. The strength of his Blue Silver Grass in this life is not as good as in his previous life. It can't even hinder Zhao Wuji for a moment. Using it would be a complete waste of soul power. It might even completely enrage Zhao Wuji because of the stench emitted by the Blue Silver Grass. Zhao Wuji in his fully unleashed state is not someone Tang San, with his current strength, is qualified to touch.

Of course, if Tang San were to unleash the Clear Sky Hammer, he might come up with some new tricks, but Tang San would undoubtedly not do so. After all, he had already noticed that a certain Holy Son had arrived to watch the battle from the sidelines, and Tang San had many other concerns, which need not be elaborated upon.

In fact, Tang San's anger towards Zhao Wuji for hurting Xiao Wu has subsided considerably. Perhaps it's also because he is limited by his own strength, and his original reliance, the "Dragon Beard Needle," was intercepted by that despicable Holy Son of the Spirit Hall. As a result, Tang San gradually calmed down during the battle.

He thought he should linger with Zhao Wuji a little longer until the incense stick on the ground burned out, then he could relax. Fortunately, unlike in his previous life, he didn't ask Zhao Wuji to light another incense stick for a rematch.

Otherwise, he would lose face big time.

"Third Soul Skill: Gravity Enhancement!"

"Fourth Soul Skill: Location Tracking!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Wuji, who was being toyed with by the slippery Tang San, suddenly became annoyed. Perhaps because he was worried that if word got out that he, the mighty Immovable King, had failed to defeat Tang San after so long, people would laugh at him. He glanced at the incense stick that was about to burn down to one-third of its original size and, disregarding all martial ethics, activated his third and fourth soul skills at the same time, intending to end the battle there.

That's right. From the very beginning, Zhao Wuji never intended for the five of them to pass his practical test. In his view, as long as he could defeat the slippery Tang San, there was no need to say anything about Ning Rongrong and Huo Yuhao, and he could easily deal with Zhu Zhuqing as well.

Perhaps, with a little effort, he might not even need to time his attack; he could take down all five small monsters on the other side when the incense has burned down to just a third of its original value.

Zhao Wuji thought to himself with a smug satisfaction.

The next moment, Tang San felt as if his feet were sinking into mud, and his body suddenly became heavy, as if his weight had doubled. Even with Ghost Shadow Step, his movement speed was noticeably reduced. At the same time, Zhao Wuji's purple fourth spirit ring flew out and landed on Tang San. Then, Zhao Wuji suddenly leaped up and pounced on Tang San from a distance.

Knowing the details of Zhao Wuji's fourth soul skill, Tang San understood he had no way to avoid it. He sighed inwardly and decided to pull out a trump card—

Mechanical concealed weapons!

This is something he had been hiding and hadn't used during his battle with Dai Mubai yesterday.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

But then a sound like air being pierced rang out, and arrows or steel needles shot out from various parts of Tang San's body. Unlike the hidden weapons he had just thrown with his soul power, each attack from these mechanical hidden weapons was quite loud and extremely fierce.

Sleeve dart, hidden arrow, crossbow with floral decorations on the back... Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank as he jumped in mid-air. This time, he was somewhat harmed by his own fourth soul skill, tracking. He had no way to dodge Tang San's sudden and fierce attack and could only rely on his Immovable King Body to "take it".

Afterwards, although he looked a bit disheveled, Zhao Wuji was still mostly unharmed and finally landed in front of Tang San. Without giving Tang San a chance to use Crane Control Dragon Capture to entangle with him again, he directly slapped Tang San away.

"puff……"

As Tang San was being sent flying backward, he couldn't help but vomit blood. His gaze, still lingering on Zhao Wuji, was full of resentment. He cursed Zhao Wuji in his heart for "seeking death," thinking that his father would definitely teach him a lesson tonight. Then, he was caught by Dai Mubai, who rushed over from outside the arena.

(End of this chapter)