Douluo: My Martial Soul Is Too Competitive

Chapter 255
"The fourth soul skill..."

"The second soul skill..."

"Chaos Cloak Wind Hammer Technique..."

"Puff puff puff... puff puff!"

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom!"

There were waves of earth shaking, earth-shattering destruction and explosions.

Tang Fengdiao's attack, and the Haotian Hammer's hammering technique, landed firmly on Mo Wentian's body.

Ever since Tang Fengdiao appeared, the battle had changed, and it had become a one-on-one fight between him and Mo Wentian, and no one else had anything to do with it.

Tang Fengdiao alone can solve the problem. With the best combination of soul rings, the terrifying bursts of soul power continue, and the exaggerated soul skills are not empty-handed. The real power makes people despair.

Mo Wentian tried countless counterattacks, relying on his perception of murderous intent, successfully avoided countless attacks, but...

One mistake, every step is wrong.

It was just a small wrong choice, and in the end he was faced with the result of losing everything, but Mo Wentian made the wrong choice, and as a result, he was caught and smashed by Tang Feng.

If it wasn't for Mo Wentian's amazing defensive power, he might have turned into a sun-dried persimmon cake long ago.

but.

It's not much better now, Tang Fengdiao's continuous attacks, coupled with the damned weight of the Clear Sky Hammer, the strongest attack combined is not as simple as one plus one equals two.

The Clear Sky Hammer is recognized as number one among soul weapons.

The reason for ranking first is that the Haotian Hammer itself has reached the level of a divine weapon, and its weight is almost as high as Brother Monkey's Dinghaishenzhen.

It is conceivable that if the people of the Haotian Empire really let the people of the Haotian Empire rise to the title Douluo, there will be no other people in this world, and there will be no soul beasts.

Obviously, the Douluo Continent will usher in unification because of this, and it will also lead to an ordinary era because of this. Even the captive soul beasts cannot meet the demand.

The final result, the ending, is probably even worse than imagined. This is one of the most pessimistic trends so far.

At this moment, Mo Wentian, who was facing the frenzied attack of the former Tang Fengdiao, was thinking of a way, but there was still nothing to do after thinking about it.

Can there be any way?

No!

There is an obvious gap, a difference of [-] levels, two big realms, can this be beaten?

No!
So, Mo Wentian was also very desperate and helpless, but there was nothing he could do!
When Mo Wentian was hammered, he thought of the "Riot Pill", but...

Being hammered all the time, with infinite combos of attacks, Mo Wentian was never given a chance to use it.

It wasn't until just now that Tang Fengdiao ended his attack. It wasn't that he was tired from fighting, but that he had done a set of combos and felt that it was almost done. He was afraid that another set would hammer Mo Wentian to death.

When the time comes to bring it back, not only will there be no reward, but it will also be punished, which is not the result Tang Fengdiao wanted.

"Boom—"

An explosive hammer, the final blow, directly sent Mo Wentian three kilometers away.

"Wow, so sharp!"

"Aren't you talking nonsense? Don't look at who it is, he is famous..."

"I really didn't expect that Mr. Tang is so awesome, the best combination..."

"I'm afraid you guys are too small. The boss hasn't used the spirit avatar yet. If you do..."

"That's right, if the Spirit Avatar..."

"..."

Everyone realized that if Tang Fengdiao used his Wuhun avatar, how terrifying would the destructive power be?
hiss!
Just thinking about it makes the scalp tingle, the feeling of creeping.

That scene, that picture, is really terrifying, this is such a terrifying operation!
That's right, it's quite Ness... no, it's horror!
At this moment, they were still fantasizing that if Tang Fengdiao used his Wuhun avatar to give Mo Wentian one set of services after another, Mo Wentian would turn into a persimmon cake.

No.

It's not as simple as a persimmon cake, the layout is small.

That's right, it's just that the layout is small, and it's not as small as usual.

At the same time, Mo Wentian, who was blasted by heavy hammers and flew three kilometers away, covered in bruises, silently took out a sugar pill.

Mo Wentian stood up slowly, stumbled, and staggered.

The corners of Mo Wentian's mouth could not help but curl up, Tang Fengyu was still a little too confident.

and the people around...

"I'm afraid he's crazy?"

"Be more confident, he is crazy, otherwise, how can he laugh?"

"Hey, how pitiful! You've been beaten stupid, you have to live on pills at a young age, take jujube pills!"

"There is no way to do this. The boss's attack is too sharp. If it were me, I would not be able to accept this fact. It is so terrifying."

"Yes, yes, such a terrifying existence is really..."

"Yep……"

Mo Wentian, who had just put the "Rage Pill" in his mouth, was taken aback by the bursts of discussion from around.

Why am I crazy?

Why do I need to take medicine...

Mo Wentian was taken aback again, Tang Dan looked like the pills here, so, did I get shot lying down?
Mo Wentian, who was complaining in his heart, realized at this moment that this was the case!
Depend on!
What's wrong with reality?
Mo Wentian is that depressed?

However, now is not the time to think about these messes, and there is not much time to think about them.

Don't look at the distance of three kilometers away, even if you walk slowly, it won't take long, because this is the Douluo Continent!

There is no word "slow" at all.

A figure appeared in front of Mo Wentian, like the arrival of a sunset warrior.

Mo Wentian had already guessed this result.

In addition, I stood up so slowly and put the medicine...no, it took me a while to put the "Rage Pill" into my mouth.

but.

Then again, it was just at sunset, and Tang Fengdiao's elongated figure was really suitable for the occasion, and it looked full of poetry.

Seeing Tang Crazy Diao like this, Mo Wentian almost lost his sense of poetry, and recited three hundred poems for him, with the moonlight in front of his bed...

That's right, Mo Wentian only knows one of the 290 songs, and it doesn't fit the scene at all. As for the other [-] songs, sorry, he forgot.

It is conceivable that a person who does not study hard, when encountering some small problems, will expose his shortcomings by "going to school more and reading less".

Therefore, it is still necessary to study hard and study hard, so that you can pretend to be a good pen at the critical moment.

The so-called "the book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu", the ancients did not deceive me.

At this moment, Mo Wentian deeply regretted that he didn't work hard and study hard.

Now, I can only watch in silence, speechless, unable to pretend to be a good writer.

"Gollum!"

Mo Wentian silently swallowed the "Rage Pill".

Since I don't have a chance to chant a poem, I'll directly increase my strength and fight you again.

"boom--"

The aura on Mo Wentian's body exploded, and his soul power broke through his body and went straight to the clouds.

The murderous aura also spread around.

In an instant, people were stunned and closed their mouths.

This change is too fast and too big, and the soul power oozing out is too scary, right? !

What the hell kind of operation is this?Is it normal operation? !
(End of this chapter)