Douluo Zhiwu's Wuhun can control time

It turns out that the No. 13 Soul Fighting Arena is a narrow alley formed by walls on both sides.The alley is dozens of feet long, but only less than a foot wide. If three people walk abreast, they can only pass by.

"This is the No. 13 Soul Fighting Arena. No wonder the teacher is here. It is beneficial to both of us." Xinghe entered the Soul Fighting Arena and looked around, and finally raised his eyes to look at his opponent.

"His martial spirit is the Coiling Dragon Stick. When fighting people in such a narrow place, the stick martial spirit will indeed take a big advantage. Because the stick's moves, whether it is plucking, sweeping, swinging, poking, or chopping, picking, Shaping and blocking can be used to the maximum extent in a narrow environment. It is difficult for the enemy to escape their attacks, but they can easily block their attacks. But my The Six Meridians Divine Sword is an external soul skill. In such a small alley, it is difficult for the enemy to dodge. But after all, as long as the strength gap between the two sides is large enough, no matter what environment they face, they will not be able to dodge. The results will not change.”

Xinghe was thinking silently, but his opponent, Zhang Chuwu, had already set up his stance and was ready.

"Zhang Chuwu, martial soul coiling dragon stick, level 32 attack-type battle soul master, please give me some advice."

"Go."

Bibi Dong let go of Xinghe's little hand and said, "Remember, you can't use the second martial spirit."

"This little boy is actually the same as the Pope, a twin martial soul," Zhang San exclaimed.

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There was also a strange look in Yueguan Ghost's eyes, and he thought to himself: "Twin martial souls, no wonder the Pope cares about him so much."

"Ah."

Xinghe nodded and quickly entered the field.

"Xinghe, martial soul, sword, eleventh-level attack-type soul-slaying master, please give me some advice."

As soon as Xinghe finished speaking, Zhang Chuwu's soul power was released, a faint yellow light shone on his body, and a simple stick with a black and yellow pattern appeared in his hand.

Zhang Chuwu's martial spirit Coiling Dragon Stick was inherited from his grandfather Zhang San, and it can be regarded as one of the best martial arts in Douluo Continent.

"This kid is definitely not simple. I must go all out and strike first."

With this thought in mind, the moment the stick appeared in his hand, Zhang Chuwu raised his leg and stepped forward. The stick in his hand was the first to be pointed out, and it went straight towards Xinghe's chest.

"It's pretty fast."

Xinghe smiled faintly: "But no matter how fast you are, can it still be faster than the speed of my fingers?"

As he spoke, he tapped the front with his right thumb, and a powerful sword energy flew out from his fingertips and shot towards Zhang Chuwu's right shoulder.

"What is he doing?"

When Zhang Chuwu saw Xinghe's thumb hovering in the air, he was confused and alarm bells sounded in his heart.

Although the sword energy fired by Xinghe is invisible, it will produce tiny traces during its flight, and these traces were captured by Zhang Chuwu.

"Something is coming." Just as the sword energy flew in front of Zhang Chuwu, Zhang Chuwu waved the dragon stick in his hand lightly.

Hearing a "dang" explosion, the Panlong Stick in Zhang Chuwu's hand was heavily deflected by Xinghe's sword energy, and Zhang Chuwu himself staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"With such great power, even a level 35 attack-type fighting soul master cannot match it. Is he really just a soul master who has just reached the eleventh level of soul power?" Zhang Chuwu murmured with an ugly face, and his heart was full of worries. It's confusion and horror.

"This move is called Shaoshang Sword, and it is the most powerful move among my Six Meridians Divine Sword." Xinghe introduced calmly.

"Is the Six Meridians Divine Sword his first soul skill? But I saw clearly just now that there is no soul ring on his body." Zhang Chuwu was very puzzled.

Not only him, but most of the people on the sidelines were also puzzled.But things like Yueguan Ghost, Zhang San and the Contras around him are obviously not in this category.

"This is a self-created soul skill." Ghost said softly.

"Moreover, it is a self-created soul skill that releases soul power. It beat Zhang Chuwu almost to the point of losing his balance with eleven levels of soul power. The power of this self-created soul skill"

Yueguan calculated with a complex expression, and then said: "Compared with the soul ring soul skills, if the first soul ring wants to be so powerful, it must be at least 3000 years old."

Zhang San and several other Soul Douluo all shook their heads and thought: "It is absolutely impossible for the first soul ring to be 3000 years old unless it is a twin martial soul."

Zhang Sandao: "The first self-created soul skill is comparable to a soul ring that is more than 3000 years old. It is also a twin martial soul. With such a talent, I am afraid that only the Pope can match it."

Yue Guan on the side quietly curled his lips: "This little kid's talent is clearly higher than that of the Pope. Even if we look at the entire history of Douluo Continent, there are only a handful of people who can match this little kid's talent. This picture He doesn’t have the three other skills, but he is quite capable of telling lies with his eyes open.”

And just as they were talking softly, Xinghe in the field had once again struck out two swords, one style of Shang Yang sword and the other style of Shaochong sword.

The power of Shangyang Sword is far inferior to that of Shaoshang Sword, but its speed is three times that of Shaoshang Sword.Zhang Chuwu had just taken a blow from the Shaoshang Sword. At this moment, facing the sword energy shot out by Xinghe in the air, he did not dare to take it forcefully.He wanted to avoid it, but it wasn't that easy.

Xinghe's Shang Yang Sword almost hit him, and Zhang Chuwu rolled to the ground to barely avoid it.

The third sword struck by Xinghe, the Shaochong Sword, was three times faster than the Shang Yang Sword, and more than nine times faster than the Shaoshang Sword. Zhang Chuwu was unable to dodge this sword after all, and was struck by Xinghe. A finger of sword energy hit his right shoulder, and there was some damage on his body.

Xinghe struck three swords in a row, and the swords showed different styles. Zhang Chuwu's soul power was far superior to Xinghe, but he could only be completely suppressed by him, without any chance to fight back.

"His Holiness, it is truly a blessing for our Spirit Hall to receive such a disciple." Ghost sighed softly.

Bibi Dong, who was always standing expressionless in front, heard this and a smile finally appeared on her beautiful face.

"It's also my blessing." She said in her heart.

At this time, Zhang Chuwu, who had been defeated repeatedly, had realized that if he continued to defend passively like this, he would never have a chance to win in this competition.

"Fight"

He bit it and then frantically released his soul power. Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, quietly appeared at his feet.

"Coiling Dragon Throw"

Zhang Chuwu shouted angrily, and the Coiling Dragon Stick he was holding tightly in his hand was violently thrown out.

The Panlong Stick was thrown forcefully by Zhang Chuwu, and the whole body was emitting a black-yellow light. The stick was obviously larger than before, about the size of an ordinary person's fist, and it flew with a speed no less than that of the Galaxy Shang Yang Sword. Poke towards the galaxy.

However, Xinghe did not move, and only gently pointed out one finger of the Shaoshang Sword, which was the most powerful form among the Six Meridians Divine Sword.

There was an explosion of "dang", and Shaoshang Sword's sword energy was scattered by Zhang Chuwu's stick. Zhang Chuwu's first soul skill, Coiling Dragon Throw, was also knocked back by Xinghe's sword energy.