"Teleport..." Tang San escaped once again.
Against Zhao Zilong, Tang San truly was no match. If not for the spirit bone skill Teleport, Zhao Zilong's spear would have pierced him long ago.
After letting Tang San escape with Teleport several times in a row, Zhao Zilong was starting to get irritated. He could not help but marvel at how Teleport truly was a godly skill. It was practically spatial movement, and it barely consumed any Soul Power. He cursed unhappily, "Fuck, you really know how to run, don't you? Tang San, Xiao Wu is already in my hands. Is running away all a piece of trash like you can do now?"
After being cursed by Zhao Zilong, Tang San's expression turned ugly. He simply could not find a way to fight Zhao Zilong. If he used Blue Silver Grass, it would definitely be countered. Even the Clear Sky Hammer was useless against Zhao Zilong. Other than running away, Tang San did not even have another option now.
"Why? Could that spear be your second martial soul?" Tang San looked at Zhao Zilong. Through their recent battle, he had clearly noticed that Zhao Zilong's spear could use moves similar to soul skills. Whether it was the skill that increased attack and movement speed or the sweeping strike that sent him flying, they all seemed like soul skills.
Most importantly, that spear seemed to have a forced knockback effect. Every time he held the Clear Sky Hammer and clashed with Zhao Zilong's spear three times in succession, its power would multiply severalfold, and his Clear Sky Hammer would inevitably be knocked away. He simply could not hold onto it.
It could be said that because of that spear, his Clear Sky Hammer had been completely countered.
Blue Silver Grass could not be