C249 Ghost Face Worry

The moment their hands crossed, Mi Ouping bent his fingers and retracted them. The bone-piercing cold jade needle had already pierced Tang Laoshi's finger.

This cold poison was so overbearing. It was completely different from the poison that the Tang Sect usually developed. Therefore, Tang Laoshi had no way to resist it. In addition, his martial arts was also very powerful. He was using poison and hidden weapons. His skill was not considered very strong, but it was frozen in an instant.

Mi Ouping was indeed slightly infected by the poison in his hand. He shouted loudly and flipped over. It happened to focus everyone's attention on him, but how did Tang Laoshi get hurt? No one knew.

Tang Xueguang saw the situation and didn't care about anything else. He decided to save Tang Laoshi first.

"Mr. Mi, we stood on your side and you fell to the ground. It seems like we have taken advantage of you. But now, both of us have suffered heavy losses. If we delay any longer, we might be in trouble. Even if it's just a draw, this is our antidote. We can take it three times to ensure our safety. "

He extended his hand and handed over three pills. The general meaning was obvious. It was to exchange the antidote for everyone. Saving people was more important. To Tang Xueguang, this was already a great kindness. He didn't expect that the other party didn't think so at all.

When Zhang Jingxuan just brought Mi Ouping back, he had already realized that he wasn't seriously poisoned. He took another pulse and was even more confident. When he saw Tang Xueguang's attitude, he calmly reached into his pocket and took out a pill. He put it into Mi Ouping's mouth. He fed it.

Mi Ouping saw that he was also a scientist. Once the medicine entered his stomach, he immediately stood up and acted like he was full of energy. He even said, "Where's Tang Laoshi? He actually used a dirty trick. Come, come, fight me another 300 rounds."

When the surrounding crowd saw this, there was a commotion. Tang Xueguang's extended hand suddenly became extremely awkward. Helplessly, he could only withdraw his hand in embarrassment, but the situation was very obvious now. He could only beg the other party for his medicine. There was another way, which was to use force to force the other party to hand it over.

However, they didn't have the slightest confidence. Although they had more people than the opponent, the remaining disciples of the Tang Sect weren't experts. They wouldn't be able to provide much help. Once they started fighting, perhaps they would have to be distracted and take care of them.

Tang Xueguang, who didn't have any intelligence to begin with, felt like he had run out of tricks at this moment. Helpless, he could only bite the bullet and challenge Zhang Jingxuan. If he won, he could ask Zhang Jingxuan to hand over the antidote.

The young man called Mi Bao seemed to be able to guess what others were thinking. At this moment, he took the initiative to say to himself, "A civil battle or a combat battle?"

After his opponent asked this question, Tang Xueguang hesitated again.

Suddenly, he realized that what he had been worried about all this time seemed to be true!

He was sick! This illness was the phobia of choosing!

This damned opponent, why did he let him choose?

It was most likely that he saw through his illness. Wasn't this forcing him to die?

If it was Wen Dou, the opponent from the Mi family had just easily frozen Tang Laoshi. No one knew what kind of evil technique he had used.

If it was a battle, the day of great joy was approaching, causing chaos. It wasn't a good idea to be blamed by the higher-ups. More importantly, Tang Laoshi didn't know how long he could last.

Sigh, his opponent had already known all of this.

Taking a step back, what was the competition? Or was it not a competition?

Speaking of which, after hesitating for a while this morning, he shouldn't have eaten a second egg. Otherwise, he wouldn't have made such a fuss that he was still burping, affecting his judgment and combat strength.

After thinking about it, Tang Xueguang still had not made up his mind when the rice bag on the opposite side said, "Brother Tang, why didn't you answer for so long? What are you doing? What kind of divine skill are you silently operating? Sigh, let's just fight it out in a civil way. It's easy to not stop fighting. Your name is too stimulating again. Tang Xueguang, blood is dripping. What if the words come true? It will hurt the familial love between our two families too much. "

Tang Xueguang nodded his head with gratitude in his heart.

"If you want to compete in literature, then so be it. I'm not afraid of you!"

Suddenly, he realized why it was so difficult to choose. The reason why he was worried about personal gains and losses was because, in front of this young man, he had become like a child. Unknowingly, he had endured the pressure that had swept towards him. This feeling was actually very different from when he was in front of Mr. Tang and the others. However, he did not believe that his opponent could have such great achievements at such a young age.

Tang Xueguang silently told himself that since his opponent was from the Mi family, he must have used some kind of evil technique to destroy his fighting spirit, causing him to collapse without a fight.

Humph! He had seen through his opponent!

Tang Xueguang's spirit was roused, and he threw all the bad thoughts out of his mind. He took a few steps forward and stretched out his right hand, gesturing for his opponent to come and fight.

Zhang Jingxuan had long been prepared. Although the frostproof liquid that Mi Ouping provided could seal the pores and block the poison, it was not the right way. He still had better things to do.

A master from the Tianzhu had once taught him a magical liquid in the shape of oil. As long as he smeared it, the part that was smeared would be isolated from the outside world. It would no longer have any effect on him. In the Tianzhu, it was said that this thing was called the Tianzhu's Divine Oil.

Tang Xueguang had already started circulating the ultimate skill he was proud of, the Vine Palm.

There were also a few kinds of poison hidden in his nails that he could not bear, and it was blocked by a special layer at the bottom of his nails. It would not be connected to his bloodline. Even so, these kinds of poison would still be slowly transmitted into his body through his nails. However, they happened to be the help of Tang Xueguang's arm when he practiced the Vine Palm. There was only this kind of slow infusion method. Only then would his body be able to withstand it.

As the name implied, the Vine Palm was slowly expanding. At first, he didn't feel anything was wrong after being hit by this palm, but after a quarter of an hour... He felt that his limbs were swelling up and it was getting out of hand. It spread from his limbs to his limbs, then to his body and head. In the end, within one or two days, his body would explode and he would die. It was extremely painful. It was extremely tragic.

People in the martial arts world secretly called Tang Xueguang "Ghost Face Worry." First, it was because he looked really scary, and second, it was because those who died under his hands would even frown and worry.

Once, there was a huge bandit from Shaanbei, Hu Lebei, who had been struck by his Vine Palm. Hu Lebei was originally a skinny and withered type of person. After being hit by the Palm, he knew that he had no luck. He simply went to the nearest brothel to have fun. He actually received the praise of his sisters for the first time in his life before he died. He did not know if he should be happy or sad, but after a few hours... No matter how much money he spent, no one was willing to do his business anymore. In the end, it was said that he ran to the shore of the Yellow River and exploded into a cloud of blood mist. It could also be considered a soul returning home.

In short, when the people in Community of Martial Arts heard Tang Xueguang's name, its expression changed. Sometimes, it would even tease him.

The two of them put their hands together, and then their palms met. Seeing Zhang Jingxuan dare to shake hands with the people from the Tang family, even Mi Ouping broke out in a cold sweat. Yuen Luoyuan and Gan Shichi were full of confidence in their leader. His opponent had such a big white face. How powerful could he be? If even he couldn't defeat him... How could he still come out and mingle around?