After the words fell, he slowly raised his right hand.
Countless Mo Lan colors of Blue Silver Grass poured out crazily from his feet. They did not scatter Entanglement like Tang San, but gathered, compressed, and twisted in the same direction.
The vines and vines were Entanglement tightly together, and the Mo Lan color light became more and more intense. The originally soft vines gradually became as hard as iron, and fine dragon scale patterns appeared on the surface.
Under the shocked eyes of everyone in the audience, a long spear with a Mo Lan body and a tip shining with cold light slowly condensed into shape.
The gun is seven feet long, the body of the gun is as moist as ink jade, and the tip of the gun is extremely sharp. The sun shines on it, reflecting a dazzling light.
Tang San held the spear in his hand, shook it slightly, and the gun body let out a clear dragon roar, which made the entire arena tremble slightly.
"Blue Silver Grass... can you still play like this?"
I don't know who it was, but I said something tremblingly.
In an instant, the entire Soul Fighting Arena exploded.
"Oh my god! Blue Silver Grass turned into a gun?!"
"What kind of operation is this? In all my life, I have never seen anyone use Blue Silver Grass like this!"
"No wonder people dare to use the auxiliary system Blue Silver Grass to fight Soul Fighting! This is not the auxiliary system, this is clearly Power Attack System!"
"So handsome! This is so handsome!"
In the audience, several time-travelers mixed in with the crowd instantly widened their eyes and looked at each other.
"What the hell? Blue Silver Grass Condensing Gun?"
"That's right! Douluo didn't play like this at all in the original novel! This guy is definitely a fellow!"
"Let me tell you, how could someone play Blue Silver Grass so smoothly! He must have come from time travel!"
"Here comes another boss!"
They would never have imagined that Tang San Tang San is actually the same person.
Homogeneous bodies at the same time and space!
Talking like a human is like cloning a human.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Oscar are completely stupid. Their mouths can be opened so much that they can stuff an egg.
They never dreamed that Blue Silver Grass, whom everyone regarded as Trash Martial Soul, could actually turn into a majestic spear.
Tang San stood there blankly, his eyes widened, and his face was filled with disbelief.
Can Blue Silver Grass be used like this?
He never thought about it.
In his understanding, Blue Silver Grass can only be used for Entanglement, Parasite, to put cobwebs, and can only take the control system route.
But the person in front of me used Blue Silver Grass to condense into a spear. While taking the auxiliary route, he also took the route of Power Attack System, and it seemed to be more powerful than Power Attack System Martial Soul of the same level.
What shocked him even more was that when the Mo Lan-colored spear was condensed and formed, the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul in his body trembled uncontrollably, as if he had met a king, full of awe and surrender.
Same root and same origin.
They really have the same origin!
This person's Blue Silver Grass and his Blue Silver Grass come from the same source!
And the level is much higher than him!
Tang San stared hard at the Mo Lan spear glowing with the cold light of dragon scales in Tang San's hand. His nails were deeply embedded in the palm of his hand, and blood was oozing out without even noticing.
Three proud Soul Skills were easily cracked by the opponent using the most basic Blue Silver Grass abilities, without even forcing out a single Soul Skill from the opponent.
The comments from the surrounding audience were like needles piercing his ears. The voices that once cheered for him now all turned into exclamations and doubts.
But he didn't retreat.
Even though the blood all over his body was boiling with humiliation, even though his heart felt like it was being clenched tightly by a hand, he didn't take a step back.
"Shrek There is no monster that admits defeat."
Tang San whispered these words, the confusion and unwillingness in his eyes gradually faded away, replaced by unprecedented dignity and severity.
He always thought that he was invincible at the same level, but today he realized that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.
The masked man in front of him was more powerful and terrifying than any opponent he had ever seen.
But the more this happens, the more he wants to win.
He can't lose, he can't let Xiao Wu look down on him.
"You are very strong." Tang San took a deep breath, slowly opened his stance, and let his hands naturally hang at his sides, with his fingertips slightly bent, "But I haven't lost yet."
The moment he finished speaking, his feet hit the ground suddenly, and his figure suddenly became illusory.
Just like Gui Mei, it left a trail of afterimages on the ring, and instantly went around behind Tang San.
The man in front of him was indeed very strong, so strong that he could not match him, but he still had a trump card.
In the rules of Soul Fighting Arena, the use of weapons other than Martial Soul is never prohibited.
Tang San growled, stepped back suddenly, and touched his waist with both hands.
Dozens of Bone-Piercing Needles glowing with cold light instantly appeared on the fingertips, the steps under his feet suddenly changed, and the whole person turned into a blurry afterimage, rushing towards Tang San.
The audience once again erupted in exclamations. No one expected that this control system Soul Master actually had such weird movement skills, so fast that people could hardly see his figure.
"Here it comes! Brother Xiao San's ability to press the box!" Dai Mubai stood up suddenly and clenched his fists, "Now that guy is dead! Brother Xiao San's Hidden Weapons has never failed!"
Ma Hongjun and Oscar also became excited, and their previous decline was wiped out, shouting at the top of their lungs, "Thousand-Hand Asura will win!"
In the VIP box, Oupai curled his lips, picked up the juice and took a sip. "That's it? Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track? The third child can walk faster than him with his eyes closed."
Gui Mengguan said calmly, "That's all Tang San can do. It's a pity that he met the successor of the Tang Sect who is more skilled than him."
Qian Gujue shook his fan, with a smile on his face that looked like a good show, "I bet ten Gold Soul Coin, Tang San will be pricked by his own Hidden Weapons in the next second."
On the ring, Tang San looked at the blurry figure rushing towards him, with an imperceptible surprise flashing in his eyes.
Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track?
Tang Sect's unique footwork?
How could anyone in this world know Tang Sect Secret Arts?
Could it be...
As soon as a thought came to his mind, Tang San had already rushed in front of him. With a flick of his wrist, dozens of Bone-Piercing Needles shot towards Tang San's vital parts like a heavy rain. The angles were tricky, blocking all dodge routes.
"It's over!"
Tang San's eyes are fierce. This is his most proud Hidden Weapons technique. He always hits the mark and never misses.
But the next second, the pride on his face froze.
Tang San stood on the same spot, stepping lightly, and the whole person floated like catkins. It was also Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track, but it was lighter and smoother than Tang San, as if it had merged into the space between heaven and earth, and every step stepped on the gap between Hidden Weapons.
Dozens of Bone-Piercing Needles flew past the corners of his clothes without touching even one of his hairs.
Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!
Exactly the same Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track!
Even Tang San's pace is smoother and more proficient, as if he has been practicing for decades.
The whole place fell silent for a moment.
Everyone's eyes widened and their minds went blank as they looked at the two similarly erratic figures on the stage.
"What pace is that? So fast!"
"Why do I feel... the two of them have exactly the same pace?"
"Isn't it possible? One is a control system and the other is an auxiliary system. How can they follow the same pace?"
Tang San's face instantly turned pale as paper, and Hidden Weapons in his hand almost fell to the ground.
How could he Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track?!
This is his biggest secret and his biggest reliance on time travel. Apart from himself, it is impossible for anyone in the world to know!
"Impossible!" Tang San shouted, his eyes widening, "How could you Ghost Shadow Perplexing Track?! This is impossible!"
This is a unique skill he brought from another world. It is the secret of the Tang Sect. Apart from him, there is no other person in this world who can know it!