I became Lord Yan, but I do the work of the heavens

Chapter 112 Fighting Sword Douluo Again

In front of Zhong Yan was Sword Douluo wearing a white robe and holding a sharp blade.Although compared with the previous battle, Zhong Yan only gained more than twenty levels of soul power, which is still not worth mentioning in front of Sword Douluo's 97th level of soul power. ,

But this time, the current Zhong Yan is already worthy of Sword Douluo's serious fight. He has no doubts about the talent of the child in white training uniform before him. When he obtains the seventh soul ring, this child is already worthy of his full strength battle.

The strength of Sword Dou Luo Chenxin is obvious to all. The world's number one killing weapon - the Seven Killing Sword is not blown out.

Sword Douluo looked natural, looked at the golden spear in Zhong Yan's hand, and nodded.

Indifferently said: "Attack me with all your strength."

Zhong Yan didn't talk nonsense, this is Sword Douluo, in terms of pure martial arts, it can be said to be absolutely unparalleled, which is different from fighting with the teacher in the Wuhun Temple.In fact, fighting with Sword Douluo will get the most benefit from his martial arts.

So he stabbed directly at Sword Douluo, with Zhong Yan's current physical strength, even without using his soul power, this shot was fast and urgent, and the angle was very tricky, straight to Sword Douluo's face.

In the eyes of Ning Rongrong at the side, she only saw a golden streamer reaching Jian Douluo in an instant, she subconsciously covered her mouth, worried for Jian Douluo.

To Zhong Yan's surprise, Sword Douluo didn't use his blade to meet the spear, but raised his hand, tilted the blade slightly, and met the spear of Guanhong at an extremely tricky angle. tip of the gun.

The tip of Guanhongzhi's spear hit the back of the sword of the Seven Killing Sword, and was carried by the angle of the sword body, changing a direction and continuing to stab forward again.

Zhong Yan secretly thought something was wrong, so he used force with his hands to forcibly change the momentum of the spear that pierced the rainbow, changing from stabbing to sweeping.

It's just that Sword Douluo continued to use the blade of the sword to swipe lightly, and then changed the direction of Guan Hongzhi's attack again. This feeling made Zhong Yan feel very strange. It was a bit like the ingenuity of Tai Chi, but it didn't look like it.

Sword Douluo neutralized Zhong Yan's offensive with just a few simple movements, and his movements were smooth and smooth, completely different from Zhong Yan's violent moves.

Jian Douluo swung his sword, Zhong Yan quickly dodged, and waited until he dodged by a long jump.

Sword Douluo said suddenly: "It's ok, I believe you can feel it, every time I swing the sword, I feel like a natural feeling, this is the highest state of martial arts 'god'."

Zhong Yan's heart was filled with a sense of frustration. In terms of pure martial arts, his hard-working spear skills were still vulnerable to Sword Douluo.

"What do I need to do? What is the realm of 'God'?"

Zhong Yan waved the lance of piercing rainbow in his hand casually, it pierced the air, and several golden rays of light flashed across.

"Answer me a question. It has been 12 years since you awakened your martial soul, and the golden spear in your hand has been with you for 12 years. What do you think of it?"

Sword Douluo was wearing a white robe, standing on the ground, under the breeze blowing, the white robe fluttered slightly, looking at Zhong Yan with a smile.

"What do you think of my martial soul? My battles all the time seem to be based on manipulating various elemental forces, and my rainbow spear seems to have become a green leaf."

Zhong Yan looked at the golden tip of the spear, and Zhong Yan couldn't help being fascinated by the mysterious patterns on it.

Jian Douluo's voice sounded, "Close your eyes and think about it, think about your martial soul, think about its sharpness, think about its might, think about its aura."

Facing Sword Douluo's advice, Zhong Yan just stood there, closed his eyes, and carefully felt the spear in his hand.

Time passed by, and the golden spear in his mind stared slowly from the outline, one pattern after another was engraved on it, but Zhong Yan always felt that something was missing.

Zhong Yan recalled the scene when he first swung the lance of the rainbow when he awakened his martial soul.In the hands of a six-year-old child, it is sharp enough to cut through the air, and it feels like it can pierce everything.

As the saying goes, one thought can enlighten the mind, Zhong Yan closed his eyes, let go of his right hand, and the spear that pierced the rainbow turned into starlight and disappeared on the spot.

"Swipe—" Zhong Yan stepped forward, put his right index finger and middle finger together, pointed forward, and a golden spear pierced out of the void in an instant.

Zhong Yan grabbed the spear with his backhand and swept across, followed by another stab from bottom to top.

Turning around, swinging his left hand down, the lance that had completed the stabbing on the right disappeared in an instant, pierced out of the void on Zhong Yan's left, and stuck a spear on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, he kicked out with his right foot, and kicked out the long spear stuck in the ground. After the long spear spun a few times in the air, Zhong Yan turned 360 degrees to the left and grabbed the long spear that was still waving in the air, and stabbed it out.

After finishing a set of Rock Rain, until Zhong Yan puts away his gun, everything is as if it were made by nature, and the flow of clouds and water is nothing more than that.

Zhong Yan opened his eyes and stared at Sword Douluo who was admiring again and again in front of him. This time he just touched the edge of "God". The spear was like a part of his body, and every move was as simple as eating and drinking. The threshold of "God".But to reach this state, it will take time to settle.

Jian Douluo nodded, this time he clenched the Seven Killing Sword in his hand, and said calmly: "Come on."

Zhong Yan raised his spear and rushed towards Sword Douluo. This time Sword Douluo repeated his old tricks, still using simple techniques combined with tricky angles to defuse Zhong Yan's attack.But this time, every time Zhong Yan was deflected from an attack, he would no longer change his moves as violently as before to perform miracles.

The transition of moves and the angle of shooting are much smoother than before.

"Dang-dang-dang-" After fighting continuously for an hour, Zhong Yan's white training uniform was soaked in sweat. Of course, the body of Sword Douluo on the opposite side was also sweating. After all, in terms of physical strength, Zhong Yan was even stronger than a sword. Douluo is better.

Go back to your room and wash up.Zhong Yan sat on his bed, checking the state of the soul power in his body. The soul power in his body had already reached level [-] last time, but it took him a while to obtain the soul ring.

Since half of the power of God's Heart had been absorbed by him, God's Heart was no longer attached to his existing body, but instead was urging his soul power to grow rapidly, as if urging him to quickly obtain the seventh soul ring and complete the The final step of transforming a dragon.

He had a hunch that after reaching the seventieth level and obtaining the spirit ring, the Heart of God would definitely give him a huge surprise.

Looking at the current level 65 soul power, he thought about the fighting method that used to focus on manipulating elemental power, and the martial arts of wielding a long spear as a supplement.

Jian Douluo's battle today is without a doubt, it can be called the aesthetics of fighting, and every move and style is his precipitation of more than 100 years.

"It seems that we will soon reach level [-]. It has been almost half a year since Senior Sister and the others entered the Killing Capital, and it is estimated that they will come out in another year."

Zhong Yan looked up at the slightly darkened sky outside the window, "Time seems to be running out."

(End of this chapter)