Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 48 Invincible Pose
The spring rain was like silk, covering Wuhun City with a layer of tulle.

A little wind and rain did not stop the progress of the competition, the auditorium was still crowded with people, but the place where there were only eight teams left seemed much deserted.

Yang Jian didn't take shelter from the rain. The spring rain seemed to make him feel better. He raised his head slightly, enjoying the nourishment of the spring rain.

Thirteen years of Huanghuang, nostalgia and wind and rain know.

Zhang Hen's loud voice on the stage interrupted Yang Jian's thoughts.

"The Noumenon Sect vs. the Hall of Hundred Soldiers, the first single match, please contestants from both sides."

Yang Jian put away his thoughts, Yang Jian didn't want to miss the battle of Noumenon Sect.

It was Wu Qingcang who played on the side of Noumenon Sect!
On the side of the Hundred Soldiers Hall was a young man in black. After taking the stage, he cupped his fists and saluted, "Song Su in the Hundred Soldiers Hall, please give me your advice."

People treat each other with courtesy, and Wu Qingcang also treats them with courtesy, "Wu Qingcang."

Zhang Hen announced the start of the game at the right time!
This time Wu Qingcang respected his opponent and summoned his martial spirit, his figure remained unchanged.

Yellow, purple, purple, black, and black soul rings with six rings emerged, which also exceeded the normal ratio of soul rings.

This is the first time Yang Jian has seen someone other than himself have this kind of soul ring ratio.

Everyone on the field was obviously shocked by Wu Qingcang's soul ring, and Song Su, Wu Qingcang's opponent, felt the pressure from the pavement.

However, Song Su was not Yi Yu's generation. Although he was shocked, the action of summoning the spirit did not stop. A long spear appeared in Song Su's hand, yellow, yellow, purple, purple and black, and five circles of soul rings emerged around the spear.

The spear was silver and white, with no extra decorations. The tip of the spear was half the length of a normal spear. There was a moment behind the tip of the spear, and then the tip of the spear was like a sword.

Song Su caressed the long spear, "This spear is called Ben Lei Liang Silver Spear."

Wu Qingcang turned his head, moved his muscles and bones, and made a crackling sound.

The person didn't move, but there was a faint momentum rushing toward his face, even the wind and rain in the sky were avoided.

Song Su couldn't stand this kind of confrontation anymore. He held the gun upside down in one hand, bowed his body slightly, and took the initiative to attack. The tip of the gun sparked on the ring.

"Spear intent, break the army!"

Ben Lei's silver spear pierced towards Wu Qingcang like a dragon flying out of the sea. The body of the gun drew a slight arc in the air, and a sonic boom sounded.

Wu Qingcang greeted him with his fist, and Ben Leiliang's silver spear hit Wu Qingcang's fist, Song Su knew that he was invincible.

The long spear seemed to be spiritual, wrapped around itself like a giant python, spinning around Wu Qingcang's arm.

Wu Qingcang ignored the spear, and threw out a punch, aiming directly at Song Su. Song Su directly abandoned the spear, and quickly swooped back to avoid the blow.

The spear fell to the ground, but it didn't disappear. The third soul ring on Song Su's body flashed slightly.

"Spear intent, pick a mountain."

Song Su's right hand was held empty, and the long spear that fell at Wu Qingcang's feet seemed to be really held by the tail, and the body of the spear collapsed at [-] degrees, as if the tip of the spear was pressed by a heavy object.

The tip of the gun bounced upwards at an extremely fast speed, and the target pointed directly at Wu Qingcang's crotch.

Wu Qingcang frowned slightly, but still didn't move, and stepped on the Ben Lei Liang silver spear directly on the ground.

Until Ben Leiliang's silver gun disappeared and reappeared in Song Su's hands.

"Spear intent, cover the sea!"

"Spear intent, sacrifice yourself!"

There were gun shadows all over the field, and they didn't attack Wu Qingcang immediately. Instead, they kept flying in the air. There were more and more gun shadows until Song Su disappeared, as if he had merged into the sky full of gun shadows. middle.

Wu Qingcang waited quietly for the sea of ​​guns to take shape, and jumped into the sea of ​​guns on his own initiative.

Yang Jian thinks this Hundred Soldiers Hall is quite interesting, it actually has the flavor of a warrior, there is no such thing as a warrior in this world.

There was no suspense in the battle between the two in the arena, and Wu Qingcang won the match as a matter of course.

Even Wu Qingcang didn't take it seriously, but gave Song Su a chance to play, otherwise this battle would not have lasted so long.

After Song Su's defeat, the No.2 contestant of Hundred Soldiers Palace entered the stage, and he was still a soul king with the best soul ring ratio.

The soul king's martial soul is a sword. It seems that the Hundred Soldiers Palace is just like its name. The participating team members may all be possessors of weapon martial souls, and the fighting style is the same as Song Su's, which is more biased towards warriors.

But this time Wu Qingcang seemed to be serious, he still didn't use his soul skills, he just punched him out.

This punch seemed to make the world pale, the sun and the moon sank, and made the sword martial soul king feel a great pressure, as if the whole world was pressing on him.

It's not just a punch!It is a general trend!
Hand out a punch, no one in front of you!
Wu Qingcang has the heart of invincibility!

The soul king's entire body seemed to be suppressed by the general trend of the world, he didn't make any resistance, and was just thrown out of the ring.

Even Yang Jian was slightly moved. In this small world, invincible power is not rare, but invincible heart is the key, invincible in front of you!

This kind of person, no matter where he is, will be in full swing!

This punch seemed to have completely shattered the confidence of Baibingdian. Baibingdian didn't send another person to fight, but directly surrendered.

It seems that the Hall of Hundred Soldiers wants to save their strength to earn those two challenge spots.

Wu Qingcang didn't feel that he had done any great things, and winning over the weak by the strong was not worthy of Wu Qingcang's pride, no matter in what way.

This anticlimactic battle ended so hastily, but the audience was not dissatisfied at all, Wu Qingcang's punch alone was worth the trip.

on the high platform.

Long Bushi reluctantly put on a sullen face, but actually burst into laughter in his heart.

"Hey, this kid is real. I told him that I just let him come for fun, so why are you serious?"

How could the skinny old man fail to hear the show off of Long Bushi, and snorted coldly, "Isn't it the domain?"

Long Bushi didn't hide his sarcasm, "Why, there are some players in your Ultimate Sect who own domains?"

The old man said with a half-smile, "How dare you compare yourself with Sect Master Long's disciples."

Bibi Dong tried her best to control her emotions so that she would not lose her composure too much.

Bibi Dong had already scolded Long Bushi to death in her heart.

No wonder he would agree to my conditions, you must know that domains are exclusive to Title Douluo, and not every Title Douluo has domains.

Coupled with the soul ring that also exceeded the optimal ratio, this made Bibi Dong's confidence in Yang Jian shaken for the first time.

on the VIP seat.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin again.

Chen Xin smiled helplessly, "I originally thought that I would rather that child be at least invincible among his peers, but I didn't expect that I was still ignorant."

Ning Fengzhi adjusted his glasses, and reluctantly said, "Uncle Jian, how do you know if you haven't tried it, I believe Ning Wing must be no worse than others, you also know his martial spirit."

Chen Xin didn't hit Ning Feng again, "Maybe, after all, I would rather that child is good at creating miracles."

"No matter what the suzerain, the champion of this competition must have nothing to do with Wuhundian. It seems that the structure of Douluo Continent is really going to change. How is your communication with Noumenon Sect?" Chen Xin solemnly reminded .

Ning Fengzhi has returned to his usual composure, "I have been in touch with Noumenon Sect, don't worry, Uncle Jian, no matter how the Douluo Continent changes, it will not endanger my Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

Yang Jian clapped his hands and attracted everyone's attention.

"Okay, the ontology sect's competition is over, and it's our competition in the afternoon. You should adjust your form and get ready for the afternoon competition. This afternoon will be a tough battle."

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