On the low hillside, Lu Yuan and Tang San both took a few steps back and stood still.

Old Jack looked at Lu Yuan, then looked at Tang San, and finally sighed helplessly, moving away from the middle of the two.

Tang San's eyes were slightly deeper.

He was not sure of winning this battle.

Both sides are soul sects, and neither has obtained the soul ring, so naturally there is no soul skill.

From the punch just now, he had roughly understood the use and effect of Lu Yuan's martial soul.

Just as he could still simply control the growth of blue silver grass without a soul ring, Lu Yuan could also simply control the air without a soul ring with his martial soul.

He is not superior in terms of martial souls.

so...

Tang San grabbed a handful of gravel on the ground and used a special throwing method to divide the gravel into several batches and throw them at Lu Yuan one after another.

The gravel made a sharp whistling sound in the air, but they all stopped not far in front of Lu Yuan, and then fell to the ground.

From a distance, it looks like an invisible wall standing in front of Lu Yuan.

"I see how long you can last!"

With Tang San's harsh shout, a pile of gravel hit Lu Yuan again.

But he was stopped in front of Lu Yuan again.

Immediately afterwards, another handful of gravel with a whistling sound.

Then he was intercepted.

Fortunately, there are many stones on this small hill and it is not difficult to find.

Otherwise, Tang San would not have enough ammunition to consume Lu Yuan.

Remote consumption of gravel.

Remote dodging with ghosting steps.

Use Xuanyu hands to fight in close combat.

Although he could not break Lu Yuan's turtle shell for a while, Lu Yuan could not always hold on to this turtle shell!

Martial soul is martial soul, and soul power is soul power.

He can use his soul power without using it and constantly consume Lu Yuan's soul power.

But Lu Yuan could only passively defend, and even if he occasionally counterattacked, he would dodge his ghostly steps.

Over time, Lu Yuan will only collapse without fighting!

It can be said that Tang San's tactical arrangements are very good, fully utilized the advantages of the geographical advantage and played his own strengths.

Looking at Tang San who was constantly testing him, a hint of anger emerged in Lu Yuan's heart.

Of course, this could not alleviate the fact that his body was stiff.

Now he can't even raise his arm and has no ability to fight back.

You can't even control your fingers to move slightly!

Tang Hao!

Lu Yuan silently recited the name in his heart and hid his anger firmly in his heart.

He was able to use his pressure to continuously suppress him without overwhelming him, and the range of pressure was only aimed at him, and did not involve old Jack and Tang San not far away...

Who else can be there in this small village besides Tang Hao?

However, compared with its powerful strength, this mind is even more despicable!

Although I don’t know if Tang Hao’s old injuries are healed.

But even though Tang Hao's injuries have not healed at all, he still has the ability of a standard title-selection Douluo level.

A titled Douluo used his powerful pressure to suppress him, a soul savior who had not yet obtained the soul ring, causing him to lose the qualification to fight back and could only defend himself passively...

Although I know that your Tang family has always been a protective character.

But it is not like this that protector!

It is inevitable that hatred arises in the heart.

Could it be that he still has to thank Tang Hao for showing mercy and not crushing him?

Moreover, there was a bit of biting chill mixed in this pressure.

not much.

Since I had never experienced it in my previous life, Lu Yuan was not sure whether it was a murderous intent.

But today, he did understand what "like a ray of light on his back" means!

This is no longer biased.

This clearly means giving Tang San the correct answer directly, then folding the pen in his hand, and finally throwing it out the window!

So what if he knows the answer?

He doesn't even have a penny, so what can he use to answer questions?

In other words, does he still have the courage to continue answering questions?

The biting cold made Lu Yuan dare not move.

He didn't dare to use his life to bet on whether Tang Hao would take action.

The bet won, one admission quota.

If he lost the bet, he would be dead.

According to Tang Hao's temper, Lu Yuan still thinks it is better not to bet.

Taking a deep breath, Lu Yuan suppressed the humiliation that surged into his heart.

Bad fairness!

He thought things too simple!

In this world where the strong are respected, even the world itself is unfair!

If the world is relatively fair, there will be no soul master, no soul beast, and no gods!

However, Han Xin was able to endure the humiliation under his crotch in the past, why couldn’t he?

What's more, the humiliation he suffered has not reached the level of humiliation under his crotch.

"Stop, I'll give in!"

In front of you.

In the void.

Where Lu Yuan's eyes are reaching, transparent silk threads are connected to the ends, forming an irregular elliptical spatial barrier.

The space barrier is not damaged at all.

But the master who created it had been forced to lower his head.

This battle is not its fault.

It was just because I met a titled Douluo who was not virtuous.

Tang San threw the gravel in his hand to the ground with a smile.

He perfectly realized the expected tactics.

Although he was disappointed that Blue Silver Grass was a useless martial soul, he not only had another martial soul, but also defeated another genius with innate soul power without using it.

This just proves that martial souls cannot determine everything!

"Although I don't know how you did it, I did suffer a lot of suppression."

"However, it is not unfair to lose to another innate soul power."

"You can take away the admission quota."

"I'm not the kind of person who can't afford to lose."

Feeling the slow recovery of physical flexibility, Lu Yuan touched the cold sweat that appeared on his back, and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

If he had only had serious doubts about Tang Hao before.

Then now, it's certain!

How could such a coincidence happen?

As soon as he admitted defeat with his front foot, the pressure on his back foot disappeared silently.

Who are you fooling around!

Do you really think he is a six-year-old child?
To be continued...