Chapter 111 The Taste of Failure
"attack!"
Huyanli roared, then rushed out first. On his left and right were his teammates, a total of seven people, like seven heavy tanks, lined up in a row, like a city wall, moving forward.
The seven people stepped on the same rhythm, and the whole arena was shaking under their stomping.
Facing the wall that was moving in the opposite direction, Tang San knew that he couldn't just stand up to it, so he growled:
"Xiao Ao!"
When he finished speaking, Oscar immediately made a flying mushroom sausage and handed it to Tang San. Tang San ate the sausage, and transparent wings grew on his back. Then he shook his hands, and several blue silver grasses extended out and wrapped around the waists of all his teammates.
"rise!"
Then, Tang San carried six of his teammates and flew into the sky. This was the solution he came up with. Facing such an enemy, it was impossible to confront them head-on and he could only use tricks.
Such a scene shocked the seven members of the Elephant Armor Team and the audience around them. In the current continent, apart from Titled Douluo, only Flying Spirit Masters with flying martial spirits can fly. The flying ability is a rare ability.
Hu Yanli's eyes widened and he yelled:
"I don't believe their spirit power is infinite. When their spirit power is exhausted and they land on the stage, we will rush over and kick them off the stage."
"Wolf Howl Bullet!"
In the sky, Tang San, who was supporting six people alone, also tried his best. He gritted his teeth and said:
Therefore, when we still have air advantage, the only hope of winning is to consume the opponent's soul power as much as possible.
After a wave of attacks, Hu Yanli's soul power was consumed by one third, and then he was replaced, and Hu Yan came out to take the injury.
A distorted aura appeared directly in front of him. All attacks in front of him, whether it was Dai Mubai's White Tiger Meteor Shower, Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Line, or Huang Yuan's Wolf Howl Bomb, were forcibly changed in the distorted force field.
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Huang Yuan, formerly of Blue Tyrant Academy, continued to attack their opponents.
They are Diamond Mammoth Soul Masters, who specialize in defense and are very slow, so it is impossible for them to dodge flexibly, so they can only take turns to take the damage.
"The fourth soul skill, Qianjun Daoyu!"
However, there was an Oscar, and with the help of the recovery sausage he provided, the three of them recovered quickly and launched a second round of attack.
This cycle lasted for seven or eight minutes. The others could still bear it, but Oscar, who provided the recovery sausages and flying mushroom sausages, was already pale. When he handed the last three recovery sausages and one flying mushroom sausage to Tang San, Oscar said weakly:
First it was Hu Yanli, who growled:
He alone resisted the attacks of Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun and Huang Yuan. The soul power consumed by the three people was basically wasted.
"White Tiger Meteor Shower!"
"Yes!"
Everyone around shouted:
"Phoenix FireWire!"
Huyan Li was right. Oscar's soul power was not infinite. With his level 35 soul power, he could only make less than 20 flying mushroom sausages. If he made some recovery sausages, the number of flying mushroom sausages he could make would be even less.
Hu Yanli is still very competent as a captain:
"Use long-range means, attack with all your strength, consume the opponent's soul power, and finally land to have a chance to fight!"
"All of you get behind me, Huyanba, Huyanshan, the three of us will take turns defending. Don't waste any extra soul power. As soon as the opponent's soul power is exhausted, it's time for us to counterattack."
"Xiao San, my soul power has been used up. There is really none left."
Tang San's heart sank, the three Soul Masters on the opposite side were taking damage alternately, one taking the injury while two were resting, the consumption was not as great as he expected, and the four Soul Lords were all in full condition, it was impossible to fight them.
But he had no choice but to put Oscar on the edge of the ring and let him jump off the ring. He ate the flying mushroom sausage himself, and then gave the three recovery sausages to Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Huang Yuan, and then said to them:
"One last round of attacks, and then it will be time to decide the winner."
Dai Mubai, Ma Hongjun, and Huang Yuan, after eating the recovery sausage, began to prepare for the final round of attack. The recovery sausage was not a panacea, and the continuous attacks made their condition very bad, and they were even ready to lose.
"White Tiger Fierce Light Wave!"
"Phoenix FireWire!"
"Wolf Howl Bullet!"
This round of attack seemed powerful, but compared to the beginning, it was already weak, which could be seen from the fact that Dai Mubai replaced the fourth soul skill with the second soul skill.
Following the law of "no harm if there is smoke", the seven members of the Elephant Armor Team were still unharmed. Huyan Li, Huyan Ba, and Huyan Shan still had more than half of their soul power, and the other four Soul Masters were all in full condition.
But the flying mushroom sausage that Tang San had eaten had expired, so he led everyone to the top of the seven members of the Elephant Armor Team.
"The second soul skill, parasitism!"
The arena was already covered with spores of Blue Silver Grass, and when Tang San activated them, they instantly entangled the seven members of the Elephant Armor Team. However, their huge bodies caused Tang San to consume more than half of his soul power.
For others, he used entanglement, but for Huyanli, Huyanba, and Huyanshan, the three soul masters, he used the third soul skill, blue silver snake entanglement.
The thicker blue silver grass tightly wrapped around the three of them, and its stingers popped out, releasing a poison that was strong enough to knock down a bison.
But there is a problem. Hu Yanli and his men have incredibly thick skin, and the stingers can't penetrate their skin defense at all. This is embarrassing.
At this time, Tang San released his second and third spirit skills in succession, completely draining his spirit power. He left Dai Mubai and the other five people behind and roared:
"Success or failure depends on this!"
The five of them burst out with all their strength in an instant, using all kinds of amplifying spirit skills and attacking spirit skills directly.
Boom boom!
After the blinding light and the loud roar gradually faded away, the seven members of the Elephant Armor Team fell to the ground in a twisted state.
Seeing this, there was no smile on Tang San's face...
"Hahahaha, you're done!"
Hu Yanli laughed out loud:
"The second soul skill, mammoth power!"
With the surge of strength, Hu Yanli easily tore the blue silver grass apart, stood up, stretched his muscles, and then said to his left and right:
"Brothers, don't just lie there, beat them up!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the other members of the Elephant Armor Team stood up as if nothing had happened. This was their usual strategy, relying on strong defense to consume the opponent's soul power, and then relying on their huge strength to easily eliminate the enemy.
"rush!"
At Hu Yanli's command, the seven heavily armored tanks lined up in a row again and rushed towards the opposite side. Their unshakable might and invincible spirit shocked the entire audience and made people tremble with fear.
As Tang San's eyes were bulging with anger, his teammates were thrown off the stage one by one, and he himself had already exhausted his spirit power.
They lost...
The confidence that Tang San had accumulated in battle after battle over the past year was cracked at this moment. His eyes were lifeless and his face was dull.
Tang San, who considered himself a genius, was in a state of mental exhaustion at this moment:
"Damn it, Blue Silver Grass is too weak. Toughness is useless, poison is useless, and a useless martial soul is a useless martial soul. If I have an attack that can break the opponent's defense, then I will definitely win, I will definitely win..."
(End of this chapter)