Chapter 294 Tang Sansheng
Chapter 294 Tang San Victory
Tang San, who was an orphan in his previous life, cherishes his family affection in this life, even though Tang Hao cannot be called a qualified father.
Regardless of whether it is getting out of the road to hell or the voice in my mind that I haven't heard in the past two years, the first 100 victories must be achieved. Otherwise, even my life will be lost, so what else can I talk about?
Seeing nine Fallen with ferocious eyes fixed on him, Tang San knew that this would be another fierce battle. He, like Ah Dai and Hu Liena, had experienced this kind of scene many times. After all, the title of a hundred consecutive victories was a bit too dazzling.
This means that facing such an opponent alone will only lead to death, but there is still a glimmer of hope if they work together to kill the opponent first. This also prompts these desperate criminals to put aside their prejudices and temporarily join forces to fight the enemy.
However, Tang San had anticipated this and made sufficient preparations for his 100th victory. He had already prepared a poison called White Mist Soul-Binding Powder, a secret medicine unique to the Tang Sect. Its function was to make a person unable to mobilize their internal energy for a period of time, accompanied by severe soreness and weakness all over the body.
After coming to the City of Slaughter, Tang San also secretly experimented with this medicine. This White Mist Soul-Binding Powder is also effective against soul masters. This medicine is colorless and tasteless, and its main feature is that it can be used without anyone noticing. You must know that the Fallen here are all experienced veterans, and if you are not careful, the other party will find out that you have poisoned them, and all your efforts will be wasted.
Therefore, Tang San chose this kind of Mongolian medicine which is extremely difficult to detect to help himself win every time. From the moment he stepped onto the ring, the White Mist Soul-Binding Powder had already spread into the air. Then he only needed to wait until the effect of the medicine took effect to easily win.
But these desperate criminals obviously did not intend to give Tang San a chance to breathe. The longer the time dragged on, the greater the possibility of being stabbed in the back. The strongest Soul Douluo among the nine was confident of his powerful strength and was the first to pick up the big knife and slash at Tang San.
"What the hell, you Plague King? Die!"
"boom"
A large sword similar to the Azure Dragon Crescent Moon smashed directly onto the stage, and there was no trace of a human being there. At this moment, Tang San had already activated the Ghost Shadow Mirage and jumped into the air, avoiding this powerful blow.
"Good opportunity! Watch me use my Soul Chasing and Kidney Taking Sword."
Seeing that Tang San was in mid-air with no foothold, a Soul Saint holding two swords immediately jumped into the air. The swords in his hands were like two vicious poisonous snakes that stabbed at the God King's kidneys from tricky angles.
Tang San's eyes were cold as he stared at the Soul Sage as if he were a dead man, and his movements were not slow at all.
A dull "puff" sound rang in the ears of the Soul Saint, and a stream of dark green gas shot out from Tang San's buttocks, which changed its direction with the help of the propulsion force and cleverly avoided the fatal blow.
Tang San turned 1080 degrees in the air and landed steadily. A-Dai and Hu Liena in the stands raised their ten-point cards.
After being hit by the exhaust gas, the Soul Saint staggered and almost fell down. He then coughed for several seconds before he came to his senses.
"Damn you poisonous kid, don't run if you have the guts."
At this time, Soul Douluo, who took the lead in launching the attack, once again ran towards Tang San with his sword, and the five-meter sword slashed at him in the waist.
Tang San exerted a little force with his feet and jumped up again, using the opponent's blade as a step, and quickly jumped to an unmanned area on the ring.
"How long are you going to wait? Wait until this guy defeats us one by one?"
Seeing that Tang San was not holding back, Soul Douluo immediately became furious and roared at the other Fallen Ones. This roar also woke up several people who were watching the show. Knowing that they could not wait any longer, they took out their weapons and launched a brutal siege on Tang San.
Fortunately, Tang San possessed many unique skills. With purple eyes, he observed the attack trajectory of everyone one by one. With his feet on the ghost shadow, he was always able to dodge the opponent's attack in a weird posture.
Hu Liena, who was watching Tang San's fighting spirit in the stands, had a hint of confusion in her eyes.
"Why doesn't Tang San use his hidden weapon and wait for an opportunity? If he just dodges, he will eventually run out of energy, right?"
Ah Dai shook his head, also confused. Tang San had no intention of fighting back until now. Could he have given up the battle?
"The other party can't give up victory. There is only one possibility for not attacking." "What is it?"
Hu Liena turned her head and looked at Ah Dai curiously, wanting to hear his opinion.
"He is waiting for something, perhaps a chance to kill with one strike, or perhaps..."
"Maybe what?"
"Maybe he's waiting for some poison to take effect."
Hearing this, Hu Liena's eyes lit up slightly, she felt that what he said made sense. Based on Tang San's endless methods, poisoning was indeed possible.
After several minutes of chasing each other on the ring, it was proved that Ah Dai's guess was correct.
As a Soul Saint who rushed forward with a hammer in his hand suddenly fell to the ground, a trace of doubt arose in everyone's heart.
"Hey, what are you doing? This kid didn't even launch an attack, did he?"
"No, I don't know. I can't use my soul power anymore, and I have no strength in my body."
"what?"
Hearing this, everyone felt a chill in their hearts. As Tang San looked towards the center of the encirclement, his eyes were filled with fear. They had just thought it was very strange that this boy did not fight back, but now it seemed that he had ulterior motives!
As expected, as the first person fell, the other eight people gradually felt weak in their bodies, and then they fell down on the stage one by one like wheat being cut.
"What's the matter?"
"Needless to say, what do you think this kid's nickname is? I just remembered to guard against his hidden weapons, but now I've fallen for the poison."
"What? Poison?"
Among the nine people, some of them had already noticed something, but it was too late to say anything now. They couldn't rely on a 100-million-year-old killing god to show mercy to them, could they? That was even lower than the chance of running into a 100,000-year-old soul beast in the Xingdou Great Forest.
Ning Bei:?
Xiao Wu:?
The strategy worked, and Tang San, who had forgotten how to smile, rarely raised the corners of his mouth.
"From the moment you stood in front of me, the outcome was already determined. The rules of this Slaughter City are perfect for the Tang Sect."
"I will use you to complete my journey of victory."
As he spoke, in front of the nine people's terrified gazes, several steel needles appeared in Tang San's hand, and he shot them into the eyes and throats of the people in front of him at various strange angles.
Of course, Tang San, in accordance with the principle of an eye for an eye and a tooth for a tooth, shot the man who was about to attack his kidney with a steel needle.
Nine screams rang out at the same time, followed by cheers from the stands. Everyone was celebrating the birth of a new invincible god of death, and also celebrating that there would be one less terrifying opponent in their future Hell Killing Field Arena matches. This way, their chances of survival would be greatly increased.
It would be even better if the other two gods of death could quickly complete their 100 victories. Maybe they can survive until they die of old age.
(End of this chapter)