Douluo: My bluesilver grass is not serious

Bai Chenxiang's heart was filled with a feeling of dissatisfaction. She could clearly see that even after Tang San accelerated, his speed was still not comparable to hers.

But the weird route he traveled caused a big problem for his judgment. He always seemed to be about to encounter him, but he instantly dodged him as if he had predicted it.

At this time, apart from Bai He, even Tai Tai and Niu Gao among the people watching the battle were dazzled for a while. Six figures in the living room kept flashing, and it was difficult for them to see the actions of both sides clearly.

Especially the white agarwood.

She moved too fast.

It looked like it was going straight, but suddenly with a dexterous turn, the body would turn beautifully in the air, changing direction in an instant.

But Tang San's reaction was not unpleasant. No matter how fast Bai Chenxiang's pointed-tailed swift flew, he could always dodge in time to prevent Bai Chenxiang from touching him.

Bai He frowned. He knew that his granddaughter had tried her best, but he had lost this gambling battle.

Bai Chenxiang's fourth soul skill is only good for straight lines and has no effect in such a small space.

Looking at it like this, it is impossible for my granddaughter to meet that young man named Tang San no matter what.

Lowering his head, he looked at the money bag in his hand with some distress, thinking to himself, is God really going to go against our sensitive clan?

People can't be greedy!

Due to greed, even this last bit of money cannot be saved.

How will the Min clan spend the days to come?

Are you really going to join some sect?

Even if you want to defect, in today's world, the three upper sects no longer exist. How many sects are there that have nothing to do with Wuhun Palace and are strong enough?

"time up."

Ma Hongjun shouted, the incense in his hand had burned to the end.

The two figures suddenly stopped, Tang San was still smiling, pretending to tidy up the clothes on his body that were slightly scattered due to the rapid movement.

Bai Chenxiang was not as calm as him. Because of her panting, her small breasts were rising and falling, and she gave the fat man a fierce look.

"You are so shameless, how can the time of burning an incense be so short?"

Ma Hongjun chuckled.

"If I give you another stick of incense, you won't be able to touch my third brother's head! The result will not be the same." (End of Chapter)

Chapter 333 The escape begins!

Bai Chenxiang wanted to say something else, but Bai He stopped him. No one could see clearly what Bai He was doing, and he had already arrived at Bai Chenxiang's side.

The bag containing the gold soul coins in his hand was thrown towards Tang San.

"He's right. It's impossible for you to meet Tang San. We lost, and we're willing to admit defeat."

Tang San took the golden soul coin but didn't put it away.

"Miss Bai, I accept it."

Bai Chenxiang looked at Tang San with an unconvinced expression.

"What do you have to give in? If you have the ability, we can speed up the long distance."

Tang San smiled and Bai He shouted in a deep voice:

"That's enough. When people compete with our agile clan for speed, they should naturally choose the method."

"You're not good at practicing yourself, so you still dare to show off?"

"Failure is not terrible, but you have to find the reasons for failure."

Bai Chenxiang felt a little aggrieved, but was obviously very afraid of Bai He. She glared at Tang San fiercely, and then walked towards her previous seat with a groan.

When passing by Ma Hongjun, she "very accidentally" stepped on Ma Hongjun's feet and walked over, making the fat man grin for a while, but he didn't complain.

This guy has always been very tolerant of beautiful women.

Even if I can’t do it now!

Bai He glanced at Tang San.

"Your Excellency's steps are very wonderful. We are convinced that we lost this game."

Tang San bowed slightly and said:

"This junior is taking a trick. In terms of speed, no one can compare with Guizong."

There was a hint of gloom in Bai He's eyes.

"What's the use of that? It belongs to the four clans alone, but our Min clan is the most useless."

At this time Tang San knew that his opportunity had come, so he said directly:

"You can't say that, it's just that there is no suitable space for Guizong to display it."

"Senior, why don't we compete again? As you can see, our Tang Sect has enough hidden weapons to arm your sect, and we are not a soul master sect in the traditional sense."

"If senior loses, I hope senior can join the Tang Sect. The Tang Sect will provide your sect with all the equipment and all necessary resources."

"And we won't make any commanding demands on your sect. What do you think?"

The light in Bai He's eyes suddenly became sharp, piercing Tang San's eyes like two sharp blades.

However, he was facing the Purple Demon Eyes. It was not easy to see something from Tang San's eyes.

"Young man, you have such a big appetite!"

Bai He said in a cold voice.

Niu Gao, who was sitting in the main seat, snorted disdainfully.

"You dare to compete with the old white bird in speed. It's okay for a young man to be a little arrogant, but if you are too arrogant, you will only ask for the consequences."

Tang Sanyun smiled lightly.

"I never thought I could win, I just wanted to give it a try, just like the possibility of the Min clan joining our Tang Sect is very slim."

"Senior Bai He, if I lose, I am willing to equip your sect with a full set of hidden weapon equipment for free. The equipment standard for each person is five hundred gold soul coins."

"Including a Zhuge Shen crossbow, two sets of silent sleeve arrows, a tight-backed bowed crossbow, an innuendo, and two leg crossbows."

After hearing Tang San's words, even Tai Tai and Niu Gao couldn't help but secretly gasp.

Niu Gao's words were obviously a disguised form of provocation.

But they didn't originally expect Tang San to beat Bai He in a speed competition.

If Tang San loses, everyone can become friends, and with the attraction of Tang Sect's hidden weapons, they can at least draw closer to each other.

I just didn't expect that Tang San would actually throw out such a big bait.

If you lose, you will have to pay a lot.

There are also more than 200 people in the Min clan, equipped with a full set of equipment worth 500 gold soul coins, which is 100,000 gold soul coins.

For some powerful soul master sects, this is considered to be a large number.

Of course, Tang San couldn't be sure that he would win, but he was still willing to take a gamble, of course, hoping to get more direct support from the Min clan.

At the same time, it was also to further demonstrate his strength in front of these clan leaders.

Better get their approval.

What's more, Tang San still had many secret skills that he had not used in his previous contest with Bai Chenxiang.

Facing Bai He, he was at least 50% sure of success.

Even if he loses, as long as the Min clan can join the Tang Clan in the future, the equipment of 100,000 gold soul coins will never be lost.

Isn’t it normal to equip your own people?

"Fat man, can you be the target?"

Tang San looked at Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun jumped up directly.

"No problem! Come on."

He was looking for an opportunity to show himself in front of a beautiful woman.

Even if it’s not humane, it’s still okay to treat food!

So I am eager to take on this task.

He walked to Tang San and stood ten meters away.

"Third brother, wait until I prepare. Your hidden weapon is not that easy to resist."

As he spoke, Fatty immediately released his martial spirit.

With the release of his martial spirit, Ma Hongjun's figure suddenly straightened up a bit, his head gathered into a mohawk, and turned red.

The exposed limbs reveal dazzling fiery red feathers, and the whole person looks thinner.

What attracts the most attention is naturally the five soul rings on his body.

Two yellow, two purple, one black, all five rings come out.

Even Niu Gao was secretly surprised. Originally, he didn't pay much attention to this fat man who was always smiling, but he didn't expect that he was also a soul master at the soul king level.

Judging from the fact that his name is Tang San, he is obviously younger than Tang San.

The feelings between Bai He and Bai Chenxiang were even deeper. Not to mention Ma Hongjun's soul ring, when he released his martial spirit, they both felt an inexplicable pressure on their faces at the same time.

It was a feeling that made their souls tremble, and it was the innate fear of the martial soul.

How could this be?

Their expressions, which had always been arrogant, suddenly changed.

Ma Hongjun said somewhat showily:

"Junior Ma Hongjun, level 57 attack spirit king, martial spirit, fire phoenix."

Not to mention anything else, Ma Hongjun's cultivation speed really increased many times without the evil fire!

As he spoke, the second and third soul rings on his body lit up at the same time.

Suddenly, blazing flames suddenly emerged from his body, the temperature in the entire living room rose sharply, and a pair of huge flame wings stretched out from behind.

Suddenly, this fat man who originally seemed harmless was filled with oppressive power.

"Third brother, come on."

Ma Hongjun shouted to Tang San.

Tang San took out hidden weapons one by one from Twenty-Four Bridges in the Moonlit Night, and put them on outside his clothes.

With his current strength, he usually does not carry these hidden weapons with him, and non-mechanical hidden weapons are enough for him to use.

At this time, for the sake of display, his movements were not fast.

According to what I just said, I installed each hidden weapon on myself except the Zhuge Divine Crossbow.

Raising his arms, Tang San said:

"Silent Sleeve Arrow."

A dark shadow shot out from each arm and disappeared in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, he was in front of Ma Hongjun.

The flames on Ma Hongjun's body suddenly blazed brightly, and he had been prepared for it.

The phoenix fire spit out, and with his clever control and the amplification of his two soul skills, it turned into a blaze of fire, blocking the two sleeve arrows with a powerful impact.

Immediately afterwards, there were two more volleys, and four more sleeve arrows were shot out silently.

They were all blocked by Ma Hongjun.

With a jingling sound, six red-hot sleeve arrows fell to the ground, and Ma Hongjun also took half a step back to resolve the momentum.

Tang San pressed on his chest.

"Insinuations, spray of poisonous mist."

With a pop, countless flying needles sprayed out along with the poisonous mist. His movements did not stop, his legs moved slightly, and with the control of muscle contraction, the crossbow machine on his legs also sprayed out at the same time.