Douluo V: I intercepted Xiao Wu at the start, and I tricked Tang San into becoming crippled.

Tang San spoke again.

Seemingly afraid that Bu Le had his eye on Oscar, he interrupted the latter's use of his soul skill and continued to add.

"Fatty, protect Xiao Ao so he can successfully unleash his soul skill and amplify it for me. After Xiao Ao has his fun, it'll be your turn, and you can play around with it as you please."

"Furthermore, if you two never get tired of playing with her, I can poison her to keep her in a semi-conscious state, obediently following your orders, so you two can get her for free every day!"

He naturally didn't have the kind of poison that could make a target obediently follow his orders.

However, if it's just about poisoning the woman to the point of paralysis, that's still achievable.

Humph.

He was a noble disciple of the Tang Clan. For him to be willing to prepare poison for two lowly natives was an honor for his entire life, a glorious deed that could be passed down through generations.

Right now, it's just a matter of deceiving the other party and getting them to work for me. What's the problem?

This is the meaning of their life, an obligation that cannot be postponed!

"Alright, I'll boost it for you right away!"

"Understood, Third Brother!"

Oscar's expression immediately turned excited upon hearing this.

Without any hesitation, he immediately released his martial soul and threw his sausage, cured sausage, and flying sausage at Tang San.

Even Ma Hongjun had red eyes, protecting Oscar as if he were protecting his ancestors.

Both of them were thinking about something.

To make a woman always obedient, doing whatever you ask her to do.

hiss.

If I could get my hands on that poison, wouldn't I be able to get my hands on Xiao Wu, Zhu Zhuqing, and Ning Rongrong as well?

quack quack.

Tang San, you idiot! All you do is cultivate. You have such a powerful poison, yet you don't use it?

Since that's the case, I'll accept it all!

"Humph!"

At one point, Tang San, who had finally obtained Oscar's boost, felt his confidence surge.

His chin was raised high, and at that moment, the third spirit ring around him lit up.

"The third soul skill, spider web binding!"

"call out!"

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the spiderweb-like Blue Silver Grass directly enveloped Bu Le's martial soul, preventing it from advancing any further.

But, that's all.

Unable to separate the Blue Silver Grass to focus on attacking Bu Le's main body, the battle ended abruptly.

After all, the current Tang San's third spirit ring is five hundred years older than in the original storyline.

Even his temperament became extremely unstable under Xiao Chen's repeated provocations.

They even have a tendency to be a bit stubborn.

Tang San himself simply didn't realize it...

"hateful!"

Seeing the situation before him, Tang San's face instantly turned extremely gloomy, and his eyes were filled with darkness.

In a one-on-one all-out attack, how could this noble Tang Clan disciple be unable to defeat a mere ant-like native?

Damn it, this is a stain on his life.

If you are not happy, you have already chosen a path to death!

You're dead today!

"How did this little brat get so much stronger? Damn it, I should have known better than to be so arrogant."

Bu Le gritted his teeth as he stared at Tang San in front of him, his heart equally heavy.

He originally thought that a kid like Oscar wouldn't significantly boost Tang San's strength.

However, he now realizes he was wrong.

hateful.

Should we ask Lao E and Tianya to come and help?

But if he has to call for help to beat up a few little kids, he'll definitely be laughed at by them for a whole year afterward!

"Whoa, whoa, whoa..."

At one moment, a series of hidden weapons flew out of Tang San's hand and attacked Bu Le, who was still hesitating.

Since we can't win one-on-one, let's use hidden weapons!

Ha ha.

This lowly native has actually been allowed to witness the Tang Clan's hidden weapons; the noble man is indeed far too merciful.

"..."

He was displeased with the sight, his eyes filled with disdain.

It's just a pile of scrap metal, what use is it?

But having learned his lesson, he no longer underestimated his opponent and instead chose to knock him away with his bare hands.

But soon, Bu Le regretted it, and patches of blood began to appear on his body.

"Pfft!"

"Damn it, what is this thing? How can it actually hurt me?"

Looking at the wound on his hand, Bu Le's face showed an expression of disbelief.

But soon, his face began to turn pale, and his arms trembled slightly, almost causing him to lose control of his martial spirit.

"Wait, why did the wound on my hand turn purple? This dead Mediterranean not only has a poisonous martial spirit, but even those iron lumps are poisonous!"

"Old Goose, Tianya, come help me quickly!"

Can't delay any longer.

If he doesn't call for help soon, he might really get killed by a few kids today!

"hehe."

Seeing Bu Le's current actions and the gradual weakening of the opponent's martial soul, Tang San's eyes once again revealed a strong sense of sarcasm and disdain.

An ant's friend can only be another ant.

Shout all you want, even if you shout until your throat is hoarse, the final outcome will be the same.

From the moment he faced this noble Tang Clan disciple, the other party was destined to die today!

"call out!"

After about a dozen breaths, a short figure emerged from the chicken coop in the alley, accompanied by a green light.

Before Tang San could think any further, the green light shattered the spiderweb-like Blue Silver Grass.

The intense green light directly illuminated Tang San, Oscar, and Ma Hongjun.

At this moment, Tang San was both shocked and dumbfounded.

He never expected that he would be proven wrong so quickly...

Chapter 115 Tang San is tortured, the Ugly Men's Group is wiped out, and Xiao Chen refuses to help.

"Holy crap, Tang San, you've been cuckolded! So cuckolded, so cuckolded..."

After giving the boost, he pulled the chicken coop girl and ran to Oscar and Ma Hongjun behind Tang San, exclaiming in surprise.

However, Tang San ignored their shouts and stared intently at the figure that was gradually becoming clearer.

He was short in stature, with a gaunt, sunken face, and a cigar dangling from his mouth.

Most importantly, the opponent also has five spirit rings around him!

What an ugly creature! How could such an insignificant native become a five-ring Soul King?

Moreover, it's a weapon-type martial soul, which perfectly counters his plant-type martial soul.

damn it.

However, there is some good news now:

The opponent's martial spirit isn't very good.

"A kitchen knife? A useless martial spirit?"

Tang San spoke instinctively.