Looking at Han Lan, Tang Wulin's face was calm. After watching Han Lan's two previous competitions, he had already figured out how to deal with them.

The white halo under Han Lan's feet flashed, and a soul like a lump of earth surged out of her shoulders. She did not pause at all, and made a move to support her hands in the direction of Tang Wulin.

Suddenly, a yellow-yellow round halo appeared under Tang Wulin's feet, and stone pillars instantly rushed up and turned into a solid stone trap to trap him in it.

If it were Xie Xie, she might be able to rush out of the range of the stone prison when Han Lan took action, but Tang Wulin obviously did not have that speed, so she didn't move at all.

The top of the stone pillar is closed in an arc shape, completely a closed space-like blockade.

Han Lan won this way in the previous two competitions. As the controller of the earth element, she chose the control route. Although her first soul skill has only been ten years, it is very powerful and can directly limit the opponent. However, because it has been ten years, the restrictions on her are quite large. For example, if she uses this soul skill once, she will not be able to use it again for at least twenty seconds.

If she was on the battlefield, she would probably have the only chance to play once.

Wu Changkong will start counting up after the student is trapped. If he cannot escape from this stone prison within ten seconds, he will lose.

Han Lan won the first game like this, and the second game was faster. The student tried to rush out of the range of the Shizhu at the beginning. As a result, the Shizhu was too fast. He stepped on the edge and flew up high. If Wu Changkong hadn't caught him in time, he would have fallen and could not take care of himself.

Tang Wulin obviously had no idea of ​​challenging the sky, so he simply didn't move and let Shi Lao trap himself in it.

"Ten..." Wu Changkong's face began to count down without expression. After the first Han Lan game ended, he said that fighting with the control soul master and being controlled for ten seconds is no different from death. Therefore, he only gave ten seconds. After getting out of trouble, Han Lan lost and couldn't rush out. Han Lan won, it was that simple and crude.

Tang Wulin was not in a hurry at all. He raised his arms calmly. The two non-obvious gray light flashed slightly, and there was a forging hammer in each of his hands.

"Nine……"

"boom--"

The thousand-forged tungsten steel hammer was swung and smashed on the two stone pillars in front of him. The dust flew and the stone pillars were broken!

Before Wu Changkong could count the "eight" in Wu Changkong, Tang Wulin walked out of the gravel with a thousand-forged tungsten steel hammer.

"This..." The whole class of students looked at him and couldn't help but take a breath. Even Xie Xie, who had fought with Tang Wulin several times, did not expect that he would use this method to rush out of the stone prison.

A strange color flashed in Wu Changkong's eyes, nodded and said, "Tang Wulin won." With his eyesight, it was naturally obvious that Tang Wulin had a pair of hammers in his hand, without any soul power, and was not a soul guide. Moreover, even if it was a soul guide, with Tang Wulin's soul power cultivation level, what level can it activate? This kid's strength is really weird!

Xie Xie widened his eyes. This guy, when he fought with me before, he actually hid his private parts?

In fact, Tang Wulin is really not hiding his own private life. He never thought of using a forged hammer to fight. Today, it was because he wanted to break the hardness that he took out his thousand-forged tungsten steel hammer. Unexpectedly, the attack was successful and the effect was remarkable.

Wu Changkong said to Xie Xie: "Xie Xie, it's your turn."

Xie Xie jumped into the center of the venue, but he felt a little depressed. This guy had eaten so much money in the morning. He had known that he would be able to have a fight with him again in class. Why bother to invite him to have a meal!

Tang Wulin turned to him with a double hammer in his hand, and he was indeed not sure about dealing with Xie Xie. Although he won last time, he also won strangely. At this time, he suddenly felt a wonderful feeling, as if the tungsten steel hammer had merged with his body. Holding it, Tang Wulin was full of confidence.

Just as Xie Xie was brewing his feelings and was about to deal with Tang Wulin, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the side.

"The fourth round, the second game, Xie Xie went to the sky with Changkong."

"What?" Xie Xie exclaimed in a flash and turned his head to look at the Leng Ao Male God.

Wu Changkong glanced at him coldly, "Do you think there will be such an unfair situation in my class? You can take me an attack and then fight Tang Wulin again."

Xie Xie looked at him in amazement, "Teacher Wu, you are not kidding. You are the teacher."

Wu Changkong had already walked to Tang Wulin at this time and waved his hand to him. Tang Wulin took the hammer and retreated to the side. Wu Changkong slapped his right hand around his waist and directly unbuttoned his belt.

"Teacher, what are you going to do?" Xie Xie took two steps back vigilantly, but he soon discovered that Wu Changkong's trousers were very well fit, and even if he unbuttoned his belt, there was no sign of falling off.

Wu Changkong shook his wrist and his belt stretched straight. He said lightly: "I won't release my martial soul, you just need to take my sword." As he said, he took a step on his left foot, and the belt sword in his hand had already stabbed towards Xie Xie.

Xie Xie's practical experience can be said to be the richest among the students in the class. His martial soul was released instantly and his body retreated like lightning.

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 belting and sharp swords. Run first.

Xie Xie was very confident in his speed. While retreating, the light dragon dagger protected him in front of him.

However, a scene that shocked him happened. He was retreating rapidly. However, Wu Changkong's belted sword was always in front of him. It seemed like a simple straight stab, but he tried his best to dodge.

"Bang!"

"Ouch!"

The moment before he was about to stab Xie Xie, his belt softened again, thrust on his shoulder, thrusting him out of the way, and rolled two times on the ground before getting up, covering his shoulder and grinning.

What's even more terrifying is that sweat fell down on Xie Xie's forehead in an instant. The moment before Wu Changkong hit him, he even felt that his life was about to end. The powerful oppressive force made him nervous, and when he was pulled away, he became like this.

It’s so scary. How strong is Teacher Wu’s strength?
Chapter completed!