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Chapter 43

42. Dangerous

Author: Jinse, the Star of the Year, Xiaoyue

42. Dangerous

Ning Ranran turned to look at Meng Yiran, secretly admiring in her heart, wow! This figure is really good! Hey~ It’s a pity that the third brother is already Xiao Wu’s, and he has no blessing to be relieved.ˉ﹃ˉ

What a pity, such a great beauty!

With a dull bang, the snake-headed crutch rose slightly. Meng Yiran's soul power was even more domineering than Tang San imagined. Although the snake-staff was shaken open, Tang San did not get a chance to attack.

Meng Yiran forced the snake staff back, and his hands holding the snake staff shook slightly. The snake staff had turned into eight rays of light and shadow and pointed towards Tang San at the same time.

Tang San frowned, these eight rays of light and shadows were real and real, with their surging domineering soul power, almost covering all the spaces where Tang San could dodge.

The few people were watching the game next to him, and they couldn't help but feel sweaty for him. From the direction of Ning Ranran, Tang San's hands were as fast as phantoms, and his right hand penetrated like a stroke of lightning, and he actually grabbed the snake-headed crutch body.

In an instant, all the illusory light and shadow disappeared. However, Meng's attack did not end.

The tongue blade spurted out of the snake-headed crutch suddenly slid down strangely, directly tangling towards Tang San's right hand holding the crutch. The sharp blade flashed with a blue luster. Everyone knows that if it is cut up this time, I'm afraid.

Meng Ran's reaction was extremely fast. Almost as Tang San grabbed the snake-head crutch, the tongue blade had already hit him. In this case, even if Tang San wanted to hide, it was too late.

If he let go of the hand holding the snake stick, Meng Yiran would inevitably lead the snake stick to hit it. The target of the tongue blade would immediately turn to Tang Sandi's body.

Ning Ranran widened her eyes, Oh my God! Can Tang San handle it so dangerous?

On this side, Xiao Wu, who was watching the game, had already exclaimed and was about to rush forward at the start, but was pulled by Zhao Wuji who discovered it in time.

Zhao Wuji also had a gloomy face, but if he took action rashly in this fair competition, he would violate the rules of the game.

In this critical situation, Tang San did not dodge and did not let go of his right hand. At the same time, his left hand quickly raised and grabbed the tongue blade spit out by the snake rod.

"Miss San." Xiao Wu exclaimed again. She was so scared that she closed her eyes. She would never want to see the scene where Tang San's palm was cut off.

Damn! Ning Ranran was stunned and admired Tang San as a werewolf!

With a light ding, Tang Sandi's left hand had already firmly controlled the tongue blade in his control. At this time, his hands had turned into crystal jade, which was the Tang Sect's unique Xuanyu Hand.

Ning Ranran breathed a sigh of relief and exhale... Well, she forgot that Tang San and Xuan Yushou are here!

The tongue blade was started. Tang San tightened his five fingers. He grabbed the snake stick with both hands and the tongue blade. He held Meng Yiran's snake-headed crutch tightly in his hands. The two of them were on the end of the snake stick and immediately stood stalemate.

In this solemn atmosphere, the two of them could not do anything to each other when they saw each other, so they activated their soul power to attack the other party through the snake staff.

Tang San's soul power is blue, Meng Yiran's soul power is gray. The lights of two different colors are displayed on the snake's staff at the same time, and suddenly burst into a powerful collision.

Seeing that Tang San and Meng were still at the point of a soul power competition, the snake woman Chaotianxiang and Zhao Wuji were both nervous. They knew very well that the soul power competition was a very dangerous duel, and if it was not good, they might be severely injured.

Subconsciously, both of them slowly approached the battlefield. Once there was a problem, they could immediately rescue them.

Ma Hongjun was no longer as relaxed as she had just now. Everyone was a little worried. Everyone knew the danger of soul power competition. Xiao Wu was a little nervous. She clenched her hands tightly.

Ning Ranran patted her shoulder and comforted her silently. For a moment, the atmosphere became quiet.

On the surface, Meng Yiran's gray soul power occupies two-thirds of the entire snake staff, but in fact, the consumption of her soul power will only be greater.

As time goes by, as the other party grows, Tang San's counterattack gradually begins. The blue soul power gradually gains the upper hand on the snake staff. The strength comparison between the two is gradually tilting.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu's mood finally stopped being so tense.

The result of this competition was obvious. Meng Yiran's soul power was already faintly unstable, and the gap with Tang San was gradually widening, but Meng Yiran refused to give up, and she stubbornly persisted.

Meng Yiran's persistence surprised Tang San. His Xuantian Technique recovered significantly faster than the soul power of this world. After so long, he had already gained the upper hand. But Meng Yiran insisted so persistently.

The soul power competition is like an internal power competition. Tang San knows the consequences very well. If one side has exhausted the soul power, then the damage suffered by the exhaustion of the other side must be huge and irreversible, at least it was severely damaged, with most of the tendons and veins in the body broken.

If one is not good, he will lose his life. He and Meng Yiran have no deep hatred. From some perspectives, they even have some sympathy and do not want to kill the opponent. But at this time, it is no longer something he can let go if he wants to let the other party go.

"What should I do? If this continues, both of them will be injured, and the worst result will be both sides of the loss!" Oscar was a little worried.

Ning Rongrong was a little puzzled: "Why didn't Meng Yiran admit defeat? She was obviously almost unable to hold on."

Dai Mubai shook his head and looked solemn: "Now they can't stop just by wanting to stop. The two people's soul power is too great, and one side will inevitably be impacted!"
Chapter completed!
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