Soul Land's

Chapter 11.1 – Small Dances, You Really Rabbit (1)

That little dance smashed Tang Sanyi's eyes. When he remembered the miserable situation that he had broken by the stone last time, he would not fight for a fight. "Wait, wait, who knows when you'll be back. Everyone is disturbed. Whahuh? Bastard Xiao Lao said that let me be his pet rabbit, I have to endure it, I will not call for a little dance. "

Tang San frowned, and he thought to himself, this is how big a child has such awkward thoughts. It seems really necessary to teach them a lesson and let them know that the students are not good bullies.

Thinking of this, his fingers were on his waist and his eyes turned to the battlefield.

At this moment, Wang Sheng had bruised a lot, and his soul had become increasingly weak, and his opponent had yet to be hit by him, a cat and mouse. .

Wang Sheng's attack method was still too simple. He has not run out of his soul. He launched the final wave of attacks and helped him run two steps. Once again he moved towards Liu Long. This time he had made up his mind, even if he was determined by the other party. This is even worse, and you should leave a mark on your opponent.

This was not a day or two to deal with Liu Long and Wang Sheng. Naturally, he would not see his goal. Seeing Wang Sheng's arrival, his face became dignified, and his long staff waved, and three sticks were smashed for the king. Sacred heads and shoulders, as long as king Wang Sheng was repulsed, he could no longer launch a worthy attack.

But at this moment, suddenly, Liu Long felt that his hand that was holding a stick seemed to have been crushed by the mosquito, and the attack slowed down.

His attacks were originally calculated, and at this moment, the slowness immediately revealed flaws. Although the first stick was on Wang Sheng's head, but Wang Sheng barely rushed over, so the two sticks behind him fell into the empty space.

Being close to a war soul possessing a savage beast, it was clearly a devastating blow to a soul mage wielding a long weapon. Even if Liu Long's strength was higher than Wang Sheng's, the result was still the same.

Hey, Wang Shengyi recorded the tiger claws on Liu Long's head, and flew the fan completely, then the body turned around, and his right leg was connected with the tiger's tail whip behind Liu Long. Turn the cockroach to the ground.

Liu Long could not have a good resistance against Wang Sheng. His soul power was on a long stick. His own defense is not good. Wang Sheng's two attacks were carried out, and when Liu Long was heavy, When I was on the ground, I was stunned and stunned.

The excited roar of Wang Sheng in the sky seemed to be calling out complaints the past few years.

Old man Xiao Lao was watching Liu Long tease Wang Sheng, and the situation on the scene suddenly turned around and he was shocked.

You know, Liu Long was also among his men. If not for him already having the first soul ring, there would be no guarantee that he would win the dragon.

The little dance jokingly said: "There are broken flowers and willow trees. It's really a blow. Xiao Boda, what are you saying?"

"In the first game, we lost. Ling Feng, you're in."

The second one sent by Xiao Lao was a small and tall senior student with a small nose and small eyes. He could not see that he was twelve years old. Instead, it was the same age as Xiao Dance and Tang San.

"Call Wang Sheng to come back. I'm coming along" Tang San whispered in the ear of the little dance.

The little dance eyes were also quite good. He naturally saw that the other party's second appearance was an agile soul, only holding back Wang Sheng. Before Wang Sheng, the soul force was too great and he would lose.

"Wang Sheng, come back. This made Xiaosan wake up. You can rest."

At this moment, Wang Sheng had yet to fully recover from the excitement of defeating Liu Long previously. He heard the sound of a small dance and discovered that Tang San did not know when he was coming back. I know for myself that even though I defeated Liu Long, he does not have the strength to fight anymore. Where did he know, if instead of Tang San secretly appearing three small stones, limiting Liu Long's attack, how could he have obtained the victory earlier.

“You are a school student?” Ling Feng looked at Tang San, his eyes showing a hesitant look.

Tang San simply nodded at her, "Please take it."

Although Ling Feng was small and skinny, but also taller than third-rate Tang San, this was related to the two sides that could be a trainee boss duel, he no longer thought, he no longer thought, and then looked at Tang San's belt, Out of the air, a smart turn in the air, arms open, even hovering two meters, towards Tang Santou's peak.

Beast Wushen, Tang Sanyi saw what Wuhun's opponent was. The teachings of the current teachers were not in vain. This so-called student Ling Feng was an agile war soul master. His savage beast martial art should be a flying beast. From the standpoint of his appearance and his not-so-fighting attacks, it should not be an eagle. Then, it was the martial art of swallowing and crowing.

Seeing the other party's assault on himself, Tang San did not move, as if the other party did not exist at all.

Ling Feng's speed was extremely fast. Among the sixth graders, he was known as the first person in speed. He was a friend of Xiao Boda, and his figure was extremely dexterous. He was about to come to Tang San, suddenly, the body turned around again, and under the vibration of the arm, forcibly changing direction, came behind Tang San, and both hands waved at the same time, and crashed into Tang San's side.

Until Ling Feng turned around from his head, Tang San did not move. Facing an opponent with an unknown ability, it was the best choice to change.

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