Douluo: I, confessed by Xiao Wu, judge Tang San

Zhao Wuji's attack was obviously not aimed at Ning Rongrong alone.

However, he was obviously launching a range attack in order to interrupt the auxiliary effect of Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower first.

If Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Tower's auxiliary effect was interrupted, Tang San's enhanced speed and strength would also be reduced back to their original state.

By then, Tang San's combat effectiveness would definitely drop by a notch.

At that time, Tang San and Ning Rongrong would be even less able to resist Zhao Wuji's attack.

"Zhao Wuji's vision is really vicious, and it hits the vital point immediately."

Tang San snorted coldly.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

The next moment, a blue-black long vine suddenly flew out. There were no spikes on the vine.

Because it only gave Tang San the effect of his first spirit ring, the vine wrapped around Ning Rongrong's waist like lightning. When Tang San jumped up, he also brought Ning Rongrong's body into the air.

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

"Buzz!"

With a muffled bang, the ground trembled violently, and a circle of earth-yellow waves, following the rhythm of the ground, was suddenly released in the direction of Tang San and others.

"Ha ha."

Zhao Wuji saw that his fists hitting the ground had no effect, but a smile appeared on his face. Looking at Tang San who was attacking, he did not dodge, but put his hands behind his back.

He pretended to let Tang San attack.

You know, he, Zhao Wuji, is a powerful being at the Soul Saint level, and it is easy to deal with a second-level soul master like Tang San.

As for Tang San's counterattack, Zhao Wuji actually didn't take it seriously at all.

From Zhao Wuji's point of view, even if he stood motionless and allowed Tang San to use all his means to attack, it would not be able to cause him any harm.

This is a kind of self-confidence.

A kind of self-confidence that belongs only to the strong!

"Ok?"

Zhao Wuji suddenly felt his body tighten, and the vines full of spikes tightly wrapped around his body.

Both the arms and legs were tightly entangled.

The vines tightened extremely, and the strong paralyzing poison was suddenly released. At the same time, the vines rising from the ground pushed his body upward, causing his feet to leave the ground.

No matter how strong a person is, he cannot stabilize his body without roots under his feet.

"It's quite interesting."

At this moment, Zhao Wuji's body was covered with Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, like a big blue-black rice dumpling.

With the assistance of Ning Rongrong's Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda, the soul power Tang San exerted at this time had already exceeded the level of level [-].

"Haha, is this all you can do? You disappoint me a bit."

"If this is all you have, then you will definitely lose!"

Zhao Wuji chuckled lightly.

The next moment, the vines wrapped around his body broke at the same time and scattered in all directions, and his feet stood firmly on the ground again.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

At this moment, Zhao Wuji's expression suddenly changed slightly, he roared, and his body suddenly expanded. The already terrifying muscles in his body almost doubled in size.

Even Zhao Wuji's height increased by one meter in an instant, and his whole body became extremely majestic.

Seven circles of dazzling soul rings rose up at the same time, two yellow, two purple, three black, seven terrifying soul rings, attached to Zhao Wuji's body.

"you......"

The Bluesilver Grass was broken, and Tang San's originally rosy complexion suddenly turned pale.

At this moment, he was deeply touched by Zhao Wuji's strength.

However, at this time, he did not hesitate at all and rushed forward with a single stride. Thick vines appeared on Zhao Wuji's body again, making his body, which was about to exert force, sluggish for a moment.

It was Blue Silver Grass's second soul ring skill, Parasitic, that produced the effect.

Taking advantage of this moment of opportunity, Tang San had already arrived in front of Zhao Wuji, and then, Tang San suddenly punched Zhao Wuji's chest.

"Haha."

"Not bad!"

"You're a one-armed boy, and you're doing quite well!"

Zhao Wuji laughed loudly, he was not in a hurry to break free from the blue silver grass, he straightened his chest, obviously, he wanted to see how much strength Tang San had.

At this time, Zhao Wuji had to admit that the one-armed boy in front of him was indeed a genius.

However, he still needs to judge how talented this one-armed boy is.

. . . . . .

"Humph!"

A glimmer of light flashed in Tang San's eyes, and Zhao Wuji's laughter stopped abruptly.

Because, he was surprised to find that Tang San's seemingly full force punch landed on his chest, but it was as light as nothing. And because he concentrated his soul power on the front of his chest, he suddenly felt that he had used the wrong force. .

And Tang San's left fist suddenly turned into a palm, and the palm sucked back, Controlling Crane and Capturing Dragon was used at the moment when Zhao Wuji used the wrong force, pulling Zhao Wuji's body, and suddenly staggered forward.

At the same time, Tang San's right foot reached forward and was lifted on the tip of Zhao Wuji's toe. Even though Zhao Wuji's spirit power was strong, he lost his balance in this situation.

Tang San's timing was always very precise. With his skill in controlling the crane and capturing the dragon, he was equivalent to using himself plus Zhao Wuji's own power to move Zhao Wuji's body.

"rise!"

Tang San shouted loudly, using his arms hard, he actually lifted Zhao Wuji's body up.

"Haha, you are indeed very good."

"But let's stop here!"

Zhao Wuji, who was lifted up by Tang San, chuckled lightly and directly used the force of Mount Tai to push Tang San down to the ground.

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

"Oh!"

Then, Zhao Wuji struck out with a palm, hitting Tang San's lower abdomen hard, sending Tang San flying backwards and hitting the wall not far away.

"After taking care of the one-armed boy, it's time to take care of this short-haired girl like you,"

Then, Zhao Wuji stepped forward and came directly to Ning Rongrong.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Without using any fancy soul skills, Zhao Wuji just punched out, hitting Ning Rongrong's abdomen hard.

Obviously, Zhao Wuji wanted to punch Ning Rongrong away.

"you!"

Looking at Zhao Wuji, who was attacking quickly and fiercely, Ning Rongrong's face turned pale as a sheet in an instant.

Not a trace of blood.

She didn't expect that Tang San was so rubbish, and with her powerful assistance, he couldn't even cause any harm to Zhao Wuji.

After seeing Tang San being blown away, she asked herself, she couldn't catch Zhao Wuji's punch.

After all, in the final analysis, she, Ning Rongrong, was an auxiliary soul master, not very good at attack and defense.

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