Chao Tianxiang thought she heard wrongly, so she asked again with some hesitation.
"That's right, it's still about food." Zhao Wuji showed an embarrassed expression.
"Or the food system?"
Chaotian Xiang's heart tightened. Food-based masters were originally more difficult to cultivate than ordinary soul masters, but this young man actually broke through level 30 at the age of fourteen or fifteen.
Chao Tianxiang's eyes shone, if such a talented food-type soul master could poach his sect, it would be a huge profit.
Zhao Wuji seemed to have figured out Chao Tianxiang's purpose. He coughed twice: "Sister Chao, how about this? There are still a few twenty-nine-level disciples among my disciples. Otherwise, let them replace Oscar."
Let’s go out and fight.”
Snake Po didn’t know how many times she had been in a daze. If Zhao Wuji hadn’t been here, she would have ensured that all these boys and girls would be packed up and brought back to the sect! When they grow up, they might all be able to
Challenged the last three sects.
But with Zao Wou-ki by her side, she could only keep this thought deep in her heart, and could only say in a tone of envy and hatred: "Your school is really lucky."
Ignoring Zhao Wuji who was already beside himself with pride, Chao Tianxiang said to the Shrek crowd.
There are only two people in Shrek Academy whose soul power is at level twenty-nine, one is Tang San and the other is Xiao Wu.
Xiao Wu was in an inexplicable depression now, so Tang San had no choice but to step forward.
"Let me do it." Tang San stood up and said calmly.
Zhao Wuji nodded. Among the group of little monsters, who he felt most at ease with was none other than Tang San. Although this guy...
Thinking of the bulges on his body at the beginning of school, Zhao Wuji couldn't help but feel a little scared. This little guy is a ruthless character, and his... well, trouble comes from the mouth, trouble comes from the mouth...
Although Chao Tianxiang is old, her eyesight is still good. She looked Tang San up and down, then nodded: "Okay, you're still fine, right?"
Chao Tianxiang naturally wouldn't object. Tang San's soul power was only level 29, so it seemed like her granddaughter took advantage.
"Can."
The girl said coldly, although she was deeply affected by the talents of these young girls, the twists and turns in the life of the soul ring that she was about to obtain made her even more angry.
You must know that her martial spirit is a snake-headed crutch. It is not easy to find a good snake spirit beast.
The two stood still and announced their door.
"Meng Yiran, Wuhun Snake Staff, Level 30 Second Ring Battle Soul Master."
"Your martial spirit is Blue Silver Grass? Is it still level 29?" Meng Yiran frowned, what the hell is this? Can Blue Silver Grass also be practiced?
"Is there any problem?" Tang San said lightly, this was not the first time he encountered this situation.
Chao Tianxiang on the side was also a little surprised, and subconsciously looked at Zhao Wuji on the side: "You can also practice with Blue Silver Grass."
Zhao Xuan couldn't help but curled his lips: "What's weird? As long as a martial soul has soul power, it can be cultivated. What's more, Xiaosan is still born with full soul power."
"Innately full of soul power?" Chao Tianxiang's eyes were almost red. Damn it, what on earth is this Shrek Academy? Why are there such little monsters?
Shrek and his group all looked at Chao Tianxiang with disdain. Isn't this strange?
In fact, among the Shrek Nine, there are quite a few with innate soul power. Zhao Xuan, Tang San, Xiao Wu, Ma Hongjun, and Oscar account for more than half of them, and the rest have at least eight levels of innate soul power!
The words were divided into two parts, the breeze blew by, the leaves made a rustling sound, and the sunlight fell from the jagged shadows of the trees, forming a bright path of light.
Tang San gently raised his right hand: "Please!"
Meng Yiran was already very angry, so naturally he would not be polite, and with two Soul Emperors and Soul Saints around him, he was not afraid that he would not be able to hold back.
Picking up the two-meter-long snake-head crutch, Meng Yiran smashed it at Tang San. Although he looked weak, his method was extremely domineering.
Zhao Xuan and Zhao Wuji were equally vigilant, fearing that something might happen to Tang San.
Tang San was neither hasty nor slow, and his weapon was as long as it was powerful, but it had a fatal flaw, that is, it was inflexible, and Tang San, who had mastered the ghost shadow, was particularly outstanding in physical skills.
With a few elegant dodges, Tang San dodged several attacks from Meng Yiran without any pressure. After dodging a few times, Tang San seized the opportunity.
The first soul skill, entanglement, activate!
The blue-black Blue Silver Grass grew crazily from the ground without any warning. This grass, the most inconspicuous on the Douluo Continent, instantly showed its power and wrapped Meng Yiran into a rice dumpling.
Tang San showed a smile: "I think this competition can be over."
Tang San was quite confident in his first soul skill, especially the paralyzing toxin derived from the mandala snake.
Meng Yiran's pretty face was filled with frost: "Arrogant!"
The wrapped Meng Yiran snorted coldly, the two soul rings on her body lit up at the same time, and her whole body slipped out from the constraints of the layers of blue silver grass like a skinless snake.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Tang San quickly retreated, his eyes fixed on Meng Yiran: "Isn't he poisoned?"
Zhao Xuan said with some understanding: "There are some that are more poisonous than snakes. She will definitely be immune to some of them."
"I'll go, Zhao Xuan, that's all you care about." Ma Hongjun's somewhat excited voice came from the side.
"how?"
Zhao Xuan turned his head and took a look, and saw that the eyes of Ma Hongjun, Oscar and Dai Mubai were shining like light bulbs, their breathing was a little heavy, and the faces of several girls were obviously much worse.
With a thought in his heart, Zhao Xuan turned his head and looked at the battlefield again, and his eyes almost popped out of his head.
Let me go, mistress, why are your soul skills so awesome?
I just took a quick look and didn't pay attention to the details. Because Tang San's first soul skill, Blue Silver Grass, uses spikes to inject paralyzing toxins, so even though Meng was still not poisoned, there were small holes in the armor, and the inside was looming.
The spring sunshine was revealed.
"You gangster!"
Meng still felt ashamed and angry, and waved his snake-head crutch a little more fiercely than usual.
Tang Sanbai couldn't argue, so he had no choice but to hide. There was a snake blade at the mouth of the snake-head crutch, and ordinary Blue Silver Grass vines were chopped off by it like melons and vegetables.
Meng Yiran's snake staff was very aggressive. Tang San opened the Purple Demon Eye and hit it seven inches in the face. The snake staff shook. Meng Yiran was shocked. He controlled the snake blade to slide down from the top of the snake staff. The target was Tang San.
Three hands.
But Tang San cultivated a strange hand training method, and when activated, his hands were like white jade, indestructible, and he caught the snake blade.
The two continued to be in a stalemate, gradually forming a competition for soul power.
"It's not a good idea to go on like this." Zhao Wuji murmured.
"What?" Zhao Xuan asked.
"The soul power competition is a very dangerous duel. If you are not careful, you will be seriously injured."
"Will Xiao San be alright?" Although Xiao Wu had been absent-minded, she had been paying attention to Tang San's movements. When she saw this, she couldn't help but asked worriedly.
"I don't know." Zhao Wuji stared at the two of them closely.
Logically speaking, Meng Yiran's soul power was deeper than Tang San's, but she was too eager to attack. In the early stage, her soul power occupied two-thirds of the snake staff, but Tang San's soul power was very tenacious and he could not hold on.
Later, when Meng Yiran's soul power faded, he and Meng Yiran gradually became evenly matched, and slowly gained the upper hand.
"Let's take action together, the soul ring belongs to you." The snake woman on the side shook her head towards Tianxiang, not doing this for the sake of a soul ring.
Zhao Wuji also smiled: "This couldn't be better."
The two of them took action almost at the same time, helping the two to withdraw from the soul power duel.
Meng Yiran's face was pale, and he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound, looking very fragile.
Tang San was not having a good time either, he could only feel his soul power churning in his internal organs.
However, this way we can see clearly who is better.
Oscar on the side quickly came up to show his hospitality. He was holding a pile of sausages with a smile on his face: "Thank you, mistress, for your hard work."
Tang San shook his head and didn't take it for the time being. He cupped his hand towards Meng Yiran opposite: "I accept it."
Meng Yiran naturally didn't have a good face for him. She gritted her teeth and glanced at Tang San before leaving angrily: "Grandma, let's go!"
Chao Tianxiang was afraid that something might happen to Meng Yiran, so she didn't say much and hurriedly followed him.