Chapter 69 (1/2)
”Miss Zhao, it's not so easy to catch me.” Tang San looks indifferent. Now he is the only one left in the team, but he calms down.
Fight head on, not your opponent. But if it's just delaying time, Tang San thinks he can still delay for a while.
The ghosts and shadows of the unique skills of the Tang clan are not blown out.
Ghost tracking is not speed footwork, it is good at avoiding, and the change of body shape is unpredictable.
From the name can be seen, ghost and trace, are changing the meaning of the body.
Unless Zhao Wuji can directly use the third soul skill to press Tang San down and move, otherwise, Tang San feels that he has the ability to struggle.
”Oh? I'll see how hard it is Zhao Wuji Hun didn't care about the smile, stride straight toward the Tang three rushed in the past.
”The second soul skill, vigorously Vajra palm.”
As he got closer, Zhao Wuji's second ring of soul lit up slightly. The soul power on his palm gathered in an instant, forming a palm fan like energy fingerprint, which was photographed toward Tang San's chest.
Tang San's eyes did not have the slightest panic color, full of calm. He had done a good job in the moment Zhao Wuji raised his hand.
At this time, seeing Zhao Wuji's action, Tang San's feet changed and quickly retreated. At the same time, the first yellow hundred year Soul Ring on his body flickered. Several strong blue silver grass vines quietly spread around Zhao Wuji, blocking Zhao Wuji's progress on the road.
Although these blue silver grass can't stop Zhao Wuji and break his earnings, he can still delay Zhao Wuji for a moment.
With the help of blue silver grass and Tangmen body method, although Tang San is not as fast as Zhao Wuji, it is not easy for Zhao Wuji to catch Tang San.
This is Tang San's plan.
However, the plan has not kept up with the changes.
Zhao Wuji saw that the boy was as slippery as a loach. His powerful Vajra palm was shot empty several times, and he just happened to slip away from his hands every time. He could not help but be impatient.
On the field, one of the two figures suddenly stopped.
Looking at a little gasping, not far from himself is Tang San, who also stops to rest. Zhao Wuji laughs and scolds: ”good, you little loach, but it's really slippery. If you don't solve you quickly, you may not have enough time to deal with that boy.” Words fall, Zhao Wuji teeth itchy cast eyes, far away is sitting watching the play Ye Zhiqiu.
Tang San also looked at Ye Zhiqiu with a wry smile. He had been supported by Zhao Wuji's third soul skill for so long. He was nearly to the limit and consumed a lot of physical strength.
Glancing at the Tibetan incense, Tang San suddenly smiles when he is unable to return to the sky.
Incense has already burned two-thirds. I'm dragging myself for a while. Ah Qiu should be able to carry the last point.
After all, in the past, he and Xiaowu were not rivals of ah Qiu. Now, ah Qiu is expected to be stronger, and it should be OK to drag the incense to the end.
Zhao Wuji naturally saw that two-thirds of the incense had been burned, and his heart was not anxious.
Ming Wang, who is still in charge of his own, is so hard to deal with several children who are only 12 years old. That spread to the ears of other teachers in the college, but they still don't laugh to death.
Think of here, Zhao Wuji decided to take out the real ability, his body of the fourth soul ring light up.
In the purple light, the thousand year old soul ring actually flew out, catching up with Tang San, who was trying to avoid, and put it on him.
”The fourth soul skill, location tracking.”
Zhao Wuji slightly squatted, his strong legs suddenly forced, the whole person actually jumped up from the ground, a jump more than ten meters high.
It is like a meteor falling towards Tang San.