After Zhao Wuji silently commented on Qian Bing in his heart, he turned to look at Tang San, who was pale in his face behind the crowd.

Apart from Qian Bing, he felt that this boy, who had not taken many moves and was not a good man compared to the others.

It’s just that Wang, who doesn’t scream, is even more cruel!

Although it is a bit impolite to describe it like this, Zhao Wuji did not mean to belittle Tang San. He simply thought it was appropriate to describe Tang San with this sentence.

"The boy behind, although you played a trick on me, I have to praise you. The hidden weapons are so powerful, since they have almost achieved no signs of silentness.

If they hadn't needed you to use your weak soul power to hide your movements, I'm afraid I would have been poisoned by you.

I would like to remind you that when using this type of hidden weapon against your opponent of the same level, as long as the number of one wave is less than three, I think it is almost difficult for anyone to sense their existence in advance."

In fact, Tang San and Qian Bing had already understood Zhao Wuji's last reminder after trying it out for many times.

The reason why he still fired a large area of ​​poison needles just now was that he had cooperated with Qian Bing for many years and knew that Zhao Wuji was affected by the current at this time, and perhaps he could not avoid the poison needle even if he found it.

Secondly, facing Zhao Wuji, whose soul power is far higher than that of him, it is useless even if the three poisonous stings are hit. It is better to have a big wave than this.

Tang San did not explain much, but silently pointed it out, and answered:

"Thank you for your advice from Teacher Zhao."

After saying that, he looked at the large area of ​​blue silver grass that had been pulled out by himself, and felt a little regretful.

Then, Zhao Wuji turned his gaze to Xu Lei, and was about to say something, when suddenly all his facial features were suddenly distorted, revealing a very painful expression.

I felt unbearable pain all over my body, so I quickly raised one arm and spread the long brown hair that grew because of the possession of the martial soul.

The skin exposed in front of Zhao Wuji's eyes was already purple, and black blood oozed out of the dense needle eyes, which looked very scary.

Zhao Wuji's mood became even worse in an instant, and he said angrily:

"You two dead boys, with such a vicious heart and means, they actually put such heavy hand on the teacher as soon as they met!"

Zhao Wuji no longer cared about maintaining the image of a teacher, and quickly activated his soul power to resist the toxins that invaded his body, and shouted loudly:

"Oscar, come here and get me your sausage and sausage."

Not far from the open space, a man dressed simply, with neat short hair and a beard all over his face, but a pair of big, peach-eyed, thick man standing next to a cart.

When I heard someone calling me, I immediately ran over and ran over, and while running, it made a soft breath:

"Who wants my sausage? 5 bronze soul coins per, no bargaining!"

Zhao Wuji was in a very bad mood at this time. Seeing that Oscar dared to make his business on his head, he almost couldn't get up in one breath and almost spit out bleeding.

"Bastard, do you dare to ask me for money? Is itchy and want to be punished?"

Oscar ran closer and saw that the person who called him was Zao Wuji. His pair of peach blossom eyes blinked, and his girlish voice made his grievance complaint sound a bit creepy.

"Teacher Zhao, I just barely survived by buying a few sausages. How could you punish me for this? At worst, I won't charge you money."

"Stop talking nonsense, bring your big sausage to me."

Oscar knew that Zao Wuji was willful but he was really good at doing something that was not in line with the teacher's identity. He didn't dare to talk nonsense. The light of soul power emerged and recited a spell:

"I have a big sausage."

After his strange soul spell was recited, a light flashed in his hand and a fragrant sausage suddenly appeared.

Qian Bing was used to seeing all kinds of dirty words from veteran drivers driving on the Internet in his previous life, so he naturally had no feelings about it.

But the friends standing beside him looked a little weird. Xiao Wu directly "snatched" and rolled her eyes and turned over.

"I have a small sausage."

Immediately afterwards, Oscar said another sentence, and a small sausage that was only the size of a little finger appeared in his palm again.

Everyone present, especially the women, after hearing him recite these two soul curses, completely labeled him as a vulgar uncle.

Even Zhu Zhuqing, who had always been cold, silently took two steps back, and the meaning of disgust was beyond words.

Oscar was devoted to comforting Zhao Wuji and told him not to cause trouble for himself, so he didn't care about the opinions of others. He quickly reached out and handed out the two sausages together.

Zhao Wuji was not polite either. He ate the sausage and sausage one after another, and his face suddenly became much better.

Dai Mubai, who was watching the battle, walked forward with a complicated expression at this time. Although he walked to Zhu Zhuqing's side, the first person he spoke was Qian Bing.

"The battle with me before actually hiding so much strength."

His mood was mixed with mixed feelings at this time. On the one hand, he knew that Qian Bing had let go of the water before, so he saved most of his face and felt a little grateful to him.

But on the other hand, as an opponent, Qian Bing did not use all his strength to him, which made Dai Mubai feel a little dissatisfied with being despised.

Qian Bing was a human being in his two lives, and he also knew Dai Mubai's strong character, which made him difficult to refute his face, so he turned a straight face and said seriously:

"I didn't hold back before. When fighting you, my purpose was to experiment with my physical strength and melee ability.

As it turns out, I still lack some training in both aspects.”

This answer was neither too high nor did Dai Mubai ignoring the facts and lowering Qian Bing himself. Dai Mubai thought about it for a moment, his face slowly calmed down, and he turned to Oscar and said:

"Little Os, hurry up and get a few more sausages, they all need to replenish their soul power now."

Oscar was very happy when he heard this.

"Five bronze soul coins per, don't forget to check out for me in the end. I have a big sausage..."

In the soul curse he kept reciting, the light flashed in his hand, and a very sausage appeared one after another.

Dai Mubai took the sausage from Oslo, first handed a piece of it to Qianbian, and said:

"Eat it quickly. Although this guy's soul curse is disgusting, his sausage does work very well.

This is the sausage attached to his first soul ring, which can accelerate the recovery of physical injuries and soul power."

Qian Bing's soul power was almost gone at this time. He was a person who was more likely to see the essence through phenomena. He had no sense of repulsion in his heart. He took it with pleasure and swallowed it in big mouths.

The moment the sausage was swallowed into his abdomen, Qian Bing felt like he had eaten a meal, and he felt quite full in his stomach.

At the same time, an inexplicable energy began to flow into his body. As soon as these energy formed a new soul power, Qian Bing raised his right hand and summoned a blue silver grass that was not so dark in color.
Chapter completed!