The Emperor of Douluo is coming to the world

Chapter 34 Obtaining Investment from Wuhun Temple
Wang Xiaoming staggered back a few steps, fortunately he was protected by armor, otherwise it would never be as simple as taking a few steps back.

Wang Xiaoming touched his belt, and the familiar touch made Wang Xiaoming's sense of security soar.

Although Wang Xiaoming didn't know how he transformed just now, he knew that his chance to counterattack had come.

Wang Xiaoming twisted his neck to relieve himself a little. Facing the two Titled Douluo, Wang Xiaoming continued to read the cards without hesitation.

"Attack Ride Illusion!"

"Attack Ride Invisible!"

Illusion plus invisibility, a trick that works.

The moment Wang Xiaoming disappeared, Yueguan and Ghost began to search for Wang Xiaoming's figure with their soul power.

A few seconds later, the ghost saw that the method didn't work, so he trembled all over, and the soul power in his body leaked out, and the soul power rippled from the ghost in waves, sweeping the entire battlefield.

I have to say that this trick is very effective.

Soul power is like water waves, spreading on the field, once there is an object blocking it, it will bounce back, and the same is true for sound waves.

Soon, although Wang Xiaoming's figure was still invisible, the six waves of water bounced back as if they hit a solid body.

Ghost and Yueguan were dispatched at the same time, breaking up a clone in less than a second.

But at this moment, the soul power on the field began to become chaotic, water waves bounced back and forth on the field, and at the same time, a scratch appeared in some places.

Guimei and Yueguan's experienced experience allowed them to quickly judge that Wang Xiaoming used some kind of accelerated soul technique, and the speed was so fast that even they could barely perceive it.

Suddenly, a slender gash opened on Yueguan's body, although it will recover soon, but the speed of cracking is much faster than the speed of recovery.

The same situation happened to Guimei, and the two finally began to pay attention to it, releasing their spirits one after another.

Both are the best spirit ring match, and the power radiating from the whole body is far more than that of ordinary Title Douluo.

After releasing the martial soul, the ghost's physical fitness improved. Coupled with the special nature of the martial soul, the opening of the crack became extremely small, and the recovery speed also became faster.

Yueguan's martial spirit is Qirong Tongtianju, because it was cultivated with a food-type martial spirit in the early days, so after using the first soul skill, my injuries have also recovered to a full extent.

Wang Xiaoming, who was in a state of extreme speed, also discovered this situation, stopped the offensive, and ran around them frantically.

It wasn't that Wang Xiaoming was running alone, but four clones were running together.

The smoke and dust on the field exploded, and a violent gust of wind swept in, forming a tornado around Yueguan and ghosts.

The storm was mixed with the sharp edge's giant blade, and the transparent force blew across Yueguan's face. This natural force drew a bloodstain on Yueguan's soft face.

The tornado was about to take shape, and Ghost and Yueguan backed away intimidated by the power, with shocked expressions on their faces in unison.

This is just the power released by a Soul Sect, it can even hurt the Title Douluo, if others listen to it, they will definitely scold the Title Douluo for being too weak, and they will definitely not think that the Soul Sect is powerful.

"The first soul skill, Great Transformation Ghost Hand!" Gui Mei saw that something was wrong, and the first soul ring on his body lit up with a yellowish light.

One of the ghost's own arms magnified from the shoulder to the palm, and the skin of the magnified arm was purple, and blood vessels emerged, which was very strange.

Wang Xiaoming, who was in extreme speed, caught a glimpse of this scene, and couldn't help his stomach churning, "How could there be such a disgusting soul skill!"

"It's been a long time since I saw you perform your first soul skill, tsk tsk tsk..." Yue Guan stroked the ghost's arm, and the color of memories appeared in his eyes.

"I'm afraid that other spirit power will hurt him." Ghost waved his ghost arm and threw it at the tornado.

The ear-piercing sound of rubbing resounded throughout the venue, like a cat scratching a blackboard, making people extremely uncomfortable.

Xue Qinghe outside the arena frowned tightly, the angelic soul power helped him offset part of the discomfort, but he still couldn't help the nausea.

"As expected of Ghost Douluo, he grows stronger and stronger." Xue Qinghe began to worry about Wang Xiaoming, "Should Wang Xiaoming stop by himself?"

The rage of the tornado is not something a ghost can break with a ghost's hand, but a burst of shaking and harsh magic sounds made Wang Xiaoming's body slightly deflected.

And this slight deflection directly caused Wang Xiaoming to hit his own tornado, his head seemed to be about to explode, and he was immediately thrown out of the field, and his clone disappeared.

Without the kinetic energy given by Wang Xiaoming to the tornado, the tornado dissipated quickly under the obstruction of the ghost.

"Old ghost, you still have a way of dealing with fancy things." Yueguan couldn't help admiring when he saw Wang Xiaoming in Jiadou form lying on the ground retching.

Guimei ignored Yueguan, went straight to Wang Xiaoming's side, and lifted Wang Xiaoming up.

"Is that what it is? A genius?" Ghost taunted.

"Hehe." Wang Xiaoming sneered a few times, and his figure dispersed.

"Is it a clone?" Ghost looked at the empty hands, and was about to turn around when Wang Xiaoming's voice came from behind.

"Don't move, ghost!"

With the back of the ghost against the muzzle of the gun, the ghost turned its head to look, and Wang Xiaoming in the form of the empty self appeared.

"Old ghost."

Hearing Yueguan's call, the ghost turned around to see that Yueguan was also held hostage by Wang Xiaoming.

"Boy, you are very good at it, but don't forget that we are Title Douluo." Yue Guan said unhurriedly.

"Really?" Dangerous power emanated from Wang Xiaoming's gun, destroying and sublimating the ancient fusion power.

The ghost was speechless for a moment, his martial spirit was similar to the original martial spirit, and his perception was naturally stronger than other martial spirits. He could feel the power of Wang Xiaoming's gun. If Wang Xiaoming shot, the ghost would do nothing, at most it would be a slight injury , while Yueguan will be slandered (without using soul skills), the loss outweighs the gain.

"We lost this battle." Ghost's face was cold, and his voice felt lonely.

"Haven't I used my trick yet?" Wang Xiaoming said jokingly.

"You kid, you still act good when you get cheap." Yueguan waved his hand, expressing that he didn't believe him at all, thinking that Wang Xiaoming was talking big.

Wang Xiaoming shrugged, there was nothing he could do if he didn't believe him.

clap clap clap...

A lonely applause sounded, Wang Xiaoming looked over, it was Xue Qinghe who was applauding and walking.

"Congratulations!" Xue Qinghe reached out to Wang Xiaoming for a handshake.

Wang Xiaoming also stretched out his hand to hold it tightly, savoring it carefully, "It's really tender, but not as tender as your real appearance."

Xue Qinghe withdrew his hand, his face flushed slightly, Yueguan and Ghost naturally also saw that something was wrong, they glanced at each other, smiled and shook their heads.

"Wang Xiaoming, you have passed the test of the Wuhun Temple, we can help you, and even help you get the five elemental schools, but our investment is not for nothing, if you can't win the championship on the day of the competition, we will give up on you, I will never go back on my word."

Ghost's firm tone made it impossible to refute, and his mighty aura made his words more powerful.

"Of course!" Wang Xiaoming replied firmly.

"But before that, you need to find six members and win the approval of the eight major families or several major sects." Ghost continued.

Wang Xiaoming thought for a while, rolled his eyes, and nodded in response, "I will take care of them."

Ghost stared at Wang Xiaoming and nodded with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)