Chapter 246 Fairness
'Boom! '
After all, he is a soul master who can participate in the promotion competition. Even in the face of a sneak attack, Wei Wu's performance can be regarded as remarkable.
The vines in his hand instantly became bigger and thicker, and the hidden weapon dart shot by Tang San was directly entangled when it was close to mighty.
"mean!"
Feeling the cold light emanating from the dagger, cold sweat oozed from Wei Wu's forehead:
If he hadn't reacted in time, he might have been at a disadvantage by now.
"Since it's a competition, it's natural that you should use your full strength."
Hearing Wei Wu's words, Tang San showed extreme disdain:
"If you can't even catch one of my moves, then you're just a piece of trash that deserves to be eliminated."
"I……"
'Crackling~'
There was a grinding sound in his mouth, and Wei Wu looked at Tang San with disgust in his eyes:
"In that case, let me see your strength."
At the same time as the words came out, countless vines rushed towards Wei Wu.
Although it was only a short conversation, he already understood one thing:
He and Tang San are not on the same side, talking to this kind of thing can only waste his time and energy.
"idiot."
Looking at the rushing vines, Tang San revealed an extremely exaggerated '√' shape at the corner of his mouth:
"Don't you know that no one understands vine-type martial spirits better than me?"
"Blue-silver entanglement!"
The blue silver grass under the blessing of soul power spread rapidly around Tang San, and in the blink of an eye, it became entangled with Wei Wu's vines.
"Since you don't want to surrender, then be prepared to pay the price for your stupidity."
Although he has become a soul master, in fact, up to now, Tang San has always used what he learned in Tangmen as his trump card.
Now that he has decided to kill the other soul masters in the promotion competition, Tang San will certainly not continue to hide in the next competition.
'Shhhhhh...'
As if transformed into a ruthless throwing machine, in just a short moment, dozens or even hundreds of hidden weapons flew out of Tang San's hands.
If counting the previous sneak attack as an appetizer, then at this moment Tang San is considered serious.
Seeing the countless hidden weapons rushing towards him like migratory locusts, Wei Wu showed astonishment on his face, he wanted to avoid resistance, but the Wuhun was controlled by Tang San, so he couldn't make any more movements at all.
"Oh!"
Facing such an offensive, Wei Wu was sent flying without any surprise.
Looking at Wei Wu who fell to the ground like a hedgehog and remained motionless, Tang San showed a somewhat sneer:
"School of Botany, that's it?"
"Bastard!"
As soon as Tang San's words came out, there was a bang:
"Boy, dare to hurt me, how can the old man tolerate you?"
At the same time as the voice fell, a terrifying aura directly enveloped Tang San.
"Yuecheng, what do you want to do to the old man's students?"
The one who oppressed Tang San was an old man with white beard and hair, and he was also the dean of the job academy:
The students were injured and the academy was humiliated. If it weren't for the fact that they were older and experienced a lot, Yuecheng would have already entered a state of rage at this time.
However, before Yuecheng could speak, another voice suddenly sounded.
The same powerful momentum emanated, and Flender stood in front of Tang San.
"Flender, you want to protect him?"
Blocked by Flender, Yuecheng's expression was particularly ugly:
If it is a competition of hard power, he is indeed not as good as the guy in front of him.
But just for a moment, Yuecheng turned his head to look at the referee's seat not far away:
"Tang San intentionally hurt others, and asked a few referees to make a decision!"
As the words came out, Yue Cheng held his hands with a serious look on his face.
"What is intentional hurt?"
Hearing Yuecheng's words, Flender who stood in front of him was a little dissatisfied:
"Tang San only made two moves in total, it is clear that your younger generation is not good at learning, how can you put the fault on others?"
"Or, this competition is specially set up for your Soul Master Academy, and no one else is allowed to win?"
"You and I……"
Flender's teeth were sharp, and with just a few short words, Yuecheng was left speechless.
After a while, Yuecheng could only look at the referees not far away again:
Judging from the current situation, only these few can make decisions for them.
"Flender, your student, it is indeed a bit harsh."
Yue Cheng was not disappointed. After feeling his gaze, everyone on the referee's bench, including Salas, gave a unified answer.
The elite soul master competition is essentially to allow the major forces to absorb more geniuses. If they all do what Tang San does, then where will everyone find geniuses?
"I……"
"I don't agree!"
Before Flender could speak, Tang San on the side had already jumped out:
"Since it's a competition, there will naturally be winners and losers. I just take the competition seriously, so what's wrong?"
After the words came out, Tang San added another sentence:
"If everyone is afraid of hurting their opponents and controls their own strength, then there is no need for the Soul Master Competition to be held, it should be cancelled."
……
Tang San's language was very sharp, but after hearing his words, the expressions of Salas and others were a little strange:
To a certain extent, Tang San's words made sense.
If everyone is afraid and controls their strength, how can they find a real genius?
"Tang San was not at fault for this incident."
Before the rest of the people spoke, the gorgeously dressed Salas had already offered his own judgment:
As a bishop, one of his responsibilities is to search for geniuses from all over the world, and then find a way to get them to join the Spirit Hall.
If he can't even find a genius, it's his dereliction of duty.
"Thank you, Bishop."
Hearing Salas' words, Tang San showed a big smile on his face:
"I knew that with the identity and strength of the Bishop, he would definitely not do anything unfair."
"Hahahaha, since I am one of the fair referees of this competition, I will naturally treat every contestant fairly."
After a burst of laughter, Salas continued:
"As long as you are serious about the competition, I can guarantee that all of you can participate in the competition well."
"Sir Bishop?"
Hearing Salas' words, Yuecheng beside him couldn't help but let out a mournful cry:
According to Salas' statement, didn't he really lose the opportunity to avenge his disciple?
However, Yuecheng also knew that with Salas's status, the words he said would not be easily changed.
For a moment, he could only look at Emperor Xue Ye and the others beside him.
"In this match, Tang San was right."
Unfortunately, what happened next still disappointed Yuecheng.
"This……"
"However, the Elite Soul Master Competition is for all young soul masters to show off their demeanor after all, and it is really unreasonable to hurt other contestants."