Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

"Run! Run! Hahahaha! Burn you to death, burn you to death!"



Ma Hongjun was obviously extremely excited to be able to drive Qin Jian, the soul master, from all over the place.



"Fat man, don't get carried away. Let's see how long you can last."



Qin Jian's unhurried look made the master on the sidelines nod repeatedly. He knew that Qin Jian's response was the safest. There was no need to show off his strength and fight. As long as Oscar's soul power was exhausted, they would lose.



"Fat man, please work harder! I don't have that much mushroom sausage for you to play with!"



Seeing that five minutes had passed without making any progress, Oscar became anxious.



"Damn it, didn't you see that he is as slippery as a monkey? What can I do?!" Ma Hongjun said angrily.



Seeing the two people in the sky, they started to bicker with each other, while the others were laughing and laughing.



"Qin Jian's spirit position swapping skills are so powerful, it completely makes up for his lack of speed. Even the agility attack type is nothing more than that." Tang San said with emotion.



The master beside him nodded and said: "If his third soul skill is really as controllable as you said, then in a sense, he is an all-round soul master, regardless of power attack Or control, both are impeccable, which is extremely rare.”



"The only weakness may be defense, but he has the ability to swap places with his body martial soul, so this does not constitute a weakness."



The master had a headache as he spoke.



Because his theory is that there is no perfect soul master, but there is a perfect team. He arranged this scene to tell them this, but in the end, an almost perfect soul master actually appeared in front of them. How should he teach this class...



"boom!"



At this moment, there was a sudden change in the field. For some reason, Qin Jian did not avoid Ma Hongjun's phoenix line of fire this time. Instead, a huge sword light that combined man and sword struck out.



The sword light and fire light collided fiercely, and everyone around them could feel the heat and sharpness.



"What is he doing? Why is he taking action now? Oscar will obviously run out of soul power in a while." The master frowned.



But Oscar in the sky was very excited: "Fat man! Well done!"



"Hey hey hey..."



Ma Hongjun kept laughing, and sprayed out lines of fire: "I will burn! I will burn! I will burn again!"



But except for that one time, Qin Jian never resisted.



"Huh? What is Brother Jian holding in his hand?" Ning Rongrong suddenly asked.



The others were stunned for a moment and quickly looked over, and sure enough, in the gap between Qin Jian's shifting positions, they saw clearly what was in his hand...



"Wow! So cute!" Ning Rongrong's eyes suddenly lit up.



It turned out that Qin Jian was holding a furry little squirrel in his left hand!



"It turns out that my brother saved the little squirrel from Fatty's fire just now!" Xiao Wu's eyes were bright.



Everyone else was stunned.



"Come on, fat man, help the little squirrel roast some chestnuts!"



At this moment, Qin Jian seized the opportunity to dodge and actually raised the little squirrel so that the chestnuts in its paws were roasted by the fire.



The little squirrel was stunned for a moment, then peeled the chestnut shell and stuffed it into his mouth. The next moment his eyes lit up.



Then it took out another chestnut from nowhere and raised it to Qin Jian's eyes.



Qin Jian was startled: "Do you want me to help you roast chestnuts again?"



The little squirrel didn't know whether he understood or not, so he kept holding up the chestnuts as if to say: "Heat my chestnuts until they are numb."



Qin Jian's head was full of black lines: "Tell me the truth, did you travel through the Ice Age? Or is it a little evil guy who broke in!"



Seeing Qin Jian minding his own business talking to the little squirrel, and occasionally using phoenix fire to roast chestnuts for the squirrel to eat, Ma Hongjun was furious.



"That's too much! If I don't beat you down today, I won't be a phoenix in the future, I'll be a turkey!"



The furious Ma Hongjun flew faster, almost chasing Qin Jian all over the field, but Oscar, who was behind him providing sausages, gradually couldn't keep up...



"Fat...fat man! I -"



Oscar stretched out his hand, and his wings flickered slightly behind him. He wanted to grab Ma Hongjun to prevent him from falling, but at this time, Ma Hongjun couldn't care about him at all.



"boom!"



Oscar fell to the ground in response, but almost at the moment he fell, Qin Jian, who was still carrying the little squirrel roasting chestnuts, flashed and appeared in front of him.



"Oscar, you can quit."



Qin Jian drew his sword on his neck, and Oscar could only return to the sidelines dejectedly. After all, if it was a life and death fight, he would have been killed by now.



Ma Hongjun, who was still flying in the sky, was dumbfounded: "Oscar, when did you fall?"



Oscar rolled his eyes angrily: "Of course it was when you kept chasing Qin Jian and howling!"



"Fat man, how are you? Do you still want to be beaten?"



Qin Jian held the little squirrel in one hand and shook his martial soul sword with the other. His relaxed and carefree look made the fat on Ma Hongjun's fat face tremble.



"Well, since you refuse to admit defeat, don't blame me for beating you down. After all, this is what you plan to do to me."



Qin Jian's eyes were solemn, and he raised his sword sharply, pointing directly at Ma Hongjun.



His cold gaze made Ma Hongjun tremble and he quickly raised his hands: "I admit defeat!"



"Oh, that's fine."



As a result, Qin Jian turned into a smiling face the next moment, leaving Ma Hongjun stunned for a moment.



"They even used psychological oppression..."



The master pinched his eyebrows. He felt that he had encountered a problem. This child was not easy to take care of...



"Okay, next Xiao Wu, let us see your third soul skill." He waved.



"Yes, Master."



Xiao Wu responded and walked to the opposite side of Qin Jian, still smiling, as if she had no intention of fighting at all.



The way she put her hands behind her back and tilted her little head was so cute that Qin Jian was stunned.



Suddenly his head felt dizzy, and he suddenly realized: "Okay, you stupid rabbit still dare to use charm on me. It seems that you didn't learn enough lessons when you were a child."



"Xiao Wu..."



Qin Jian suddenly smiled slightly, and his deep eyes looked into Xiao Wu's big pink eyes.



The pink sword energy disappeared in a flash...



Xiao Wu's rabbit head was also dizzy, and then her eyes started to wander towards Qin Jian: "Brother..."



This brother's cry was so weak that Tang San on the sidelines widened his eyes.



"Xiao Wu still looks so weak?" he said in disbelief.



The master frowned and said, "Xiao San, I can see that Xiao Wu used charm, but what did Qin Jian do? Why did Xiao Wu react like this?"



Tang San's eyes were filled with purple light, and he said: "Teacher, I just noticed a wave of soul power, as if a pink light shone from Qin Jian's eyes for a moment..."



"Pink light? Is it a soul skill that is more silent than Xiao Wu's charm?"



The master secretly speculated that he found that Qin Jian's soul skills were of all types, and they were not at all like the sword-armed soul master who was famous for his attack power...