Looking at Hanlan, Tang Wulin's face was calm. He had watched Hanlan's two competitions before, and he had already figured out how to deal with it.
The white halo flickered under Hanlan's feet, and at the same time a mass of lump-like souls sprang out from her shoulders. She didn't pause at all, and made a upward movement of her hands towards Tang Wulin.
Suddenly, a khaki circular halo appeared under Tang Wulin's feet, and the stone pillars rushed up instantly, turning into a solid stone prison and trapping him in it.
If it was Xie Xie, she might have been able to rush out of the stone prison the moment Han Lan made a move, but Tang Wulin obviously didn't have that speed, so she didn't move at all.
The top of the stone pillar is closed in an arc, which is completely a closed space.
This is how Hanlan won the previous two competitions. As the controller of the earth element, she chose the control route. Although her first soul ability is only ten years old, it is very powerful and can directly restrain the opponent. But because it was ten years, the restrictions on her were not small. For example, if she used this soul ability once, she would not be able to use it again for at least twenty seconds.
If this is on the battlefield, it is likely that she will only have this chance to perform once.
Wuchangkong would start counting down the seconds after the students were trapped, and if they couldn't get out of the stone prison within ten seconds, they would be considered as losers.
Hanlan won the first round like this, and the second round was faster. The student tried to rush out of the stone prison at the beginning, but the speed of the stone prison was too fast. He stepped into the edge and was pushed directly Gao Feiqi, if Wuchangkong hadn't caught him in time, he might have fallen and couldn't take care of himself.
Tang Wulin obviously had no intention of challenging the sky, so he simply didn't move, letting the stone prison trap him in it.
"Ten..." Wuchangkong began to count down the seconds expressionlessly. After the first Hanlan match, he said that if he fought against a control-type soul master and was controlled for ten seconds, it would be the same as being dead, so he only gave him ten seconds. If you get out of trouble, Hanlan will lose, if you can't get out, Hanlan will win, it's as simple and rude as that.
Tang Wulin was not in a hurry at all, and raised his arms calmly. Two inconspicuous gray rays of light flashed slightly, and there was already a forging hammer in each of his hands.
"Nine… "
"boom-"
The thousand-forging tungsten steel hammer swung up and slammed it on the two stone pillars in front of him. The dust flew up and the stone pillars shattered!
Before Wuchangkong could count "eight", Tang Wulin walked out of the rubble with a thousand-forged tungsten steel hammer.
"This..." The whole class looked at him and couldn't help but gasp. Even Xie Xie, who had already fought against Tang Wulin several times, never thought that he would use this method to rush out of the stone prison.
A strange color flashed in Wuchangkong's eyes, he nodded, and said, "Tang Wulin wins." With his eyesight, it was natural to see that Tang Wulin's hands were a pair of hammers, without any soul power, not soul power. Guide. Moreover, even if it is a soul guide, what level can it be activated with Tang Wulin's soul power? This kid's strength is really amazing!
Xie Xie's eyes widened. This guy actually hid his secrets when he was fighting with me
In fact, Tang Wulin really wasn't hiding his secrets. He never thought of using a forging hammer to fight. Today, he took out his Thousand Forging Tungsten Hammer because he wanted to break through the forging hammer. Remarkable.
Wuchangkong said to Xie Xie, "Xie Xie, it's your turn."
Xie Xie jumped to the center of the field, but felt a little depressed. This guy ate so much money from him in the morning, and if he knew that he would be able to fight him again in class, why bother to invite him to dinner!
Tang Wulin turned to him with a pair of hammers in his hand. He really wasn't sure about Xie Xie. Although he won last time, he won surprisingly well. Holding the tungsten steel hammer in his hand, he suddenly had a wonderful feeling, as if the tungsten steel hammer had already merged with his body. Holding it, Tang Wulin was full of confidence.
Just as Xie Xie was brewing his feelings and preparing to deal with Tang Wulin, suddenly, a cold voice sounded from the side.
"The fourth round, the second round, Xie Xie danced against each other in the sky."
"What?" Xie Xie exclaimed in surprise, and turned to look at the cold and proud male god.
Wuchangkong glanced at him coldly, "Do you think there will be unfairness in my class? You take an attack from me, and then fight Tang Wulin again."
Xie Xie stared at him dumbfounded, "Teacher Wu, you are not joking. You are a teacher."
Wuchangkong had already strolled to Tang Wulin's side and waved to him. Tang Wulin stepped aside with the hammer in his hand. Wuchangkong slapped his waist with his right hand and immediately untied his belt.
"Teacher, what are you going to do?" Xie Xie took two steps back vigilantly, but he soon discovered that Wuchangkong's trousers fit very well, and there was no sign of falling off even if the belt was unbuttoned.
Wuchangkong's wrist flicked, and his belt stretched straight. He said flatly, "I won't release my spirit, you just need to catch my sword." Xie Xie stabbed at him.
Xie Xie's actual combat experience can be said to be the most abundant among the students in the class. His martial soul was released instantly, and his body retreated like lightning.
What a joke, isn't it powerful if you don't release your martial soul? With the support of soul power, there is no difference between a belt and a sharp sword. Let's run first.
Xie Xie was very confident in his speed. While retreating, Guanglong dagger was in front of him.
However, a scene that shocked him happened. He was retreating rapidly, but Wuchangkong's belt sword was always in front of him. It seemed that it was a simple straight stab, but he tried his best , but can not dodge.
"Snapped!"
"Ouch!"
The moment before he was about to stab Xie Xie, the belt softened again and hit him on the shoulder, sending him flying horizontally, rolling twice on the ground before getting up, clutching his shoulder and grinning.
What was even more frightening was that sweat dripped down on Xie Xie's forehead in an instant. The moment before Wuchangkong hit him, he even felt as if his life was about to end. The powerful pressure made his spirit highly nervous. This way.
It's too scary, how strong is Teacher Wu
"A minute's rest, then the final." Wu Changkong flicked his wrist, the belt wrapped around his waist again, and then walked aside.