Douluo Zhibo Madara

While Ban was moving to dodge, he heard Zhao Wuji roaring angrily, and the huge sound seemed to be heard for miles away: "Gravity Pressure"

Madara suddenly felt important, his body sank slightly, and his dodge speed undoubtedly slowed down.

"It's going to be over now," Flanders pushed up his glasses and sighed.

"That's not necessarily true." Although Tang San was full of confidence in his brother, the golden fist betrayed his inner nervousness.

"This is already the third soul skill," Oscar said dumbfounded from the side.

You must know that even if Tang San and the others joined forces, they could only force Zhao Wuji to use these soul skills.

This meant that Madara's strength alone was almost comparable to the combined strength of Tang San and several others.

"Fly for me, kid!" Zhao Wuji's fan-like palms quickly enlarged in Madara's eyes.

From the palm position, the palm wind arrived first, and the palm wind brought by Zhao Wuji blew Ban's hair flying.

"Haha come on." In the face of a life and death crisis, Madara's whole body seemed to be ignited, and his whole body was immersed in the excitement of fighting, making people feel like they were enjoying it.

The Uchiha fan fell into Ban's hands, and was then swung out with all his strength, using offense instead of defense.

"Uchiha Rebound"

Ban Sheng roared at the top of his lungs and directly collided with Zhao Wuji's bear paw without any hesitation.

What no one noticed was that the magatama in Madara's eyes rotated rapidly, faster and faster, and there was a faint sign of deformation.

This

The huge air wave accompanied by the deafening sound was centered on the intersection of the two people and spread to all directions.

In an instant, the soil splashed and the dead grass on the ground was lifted up.

Madara flew out like a kite with its strings broken. After landing, he rolled several times on the ground before he could barely release the huge force.

Banshee stood up staggeringly and wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth. His eyes were as bright as stars, and the corners of his mouth turned up even more.

"He, he, he actually blocked it," Ma Hongjun stammered.

"Sure enough, my brother's strength is even more unfathomable." Tang San was worried and happy at the same time. He was worried that Madara would be seriously injured if he worked so hard, but he was also happy that his brother was so strong.

"Come again, come again." Madara rushed forward without hesitation as before. While running, the weight on his body fell off and fell to the ground, splashing heavy smoke and dust.

Zhao Wuji moved his sore and numb wrists, and was extremely shocked in his heart. He did not expect that a small three-ring soul master could actually withstand his own blow.

Although he has used less than [-]% of his strength, not to mention the third-ringed soul sect, even the fourth-ringed soul sect may not be able to withstand it.

What made Zhao Wuji even more unexpected was that after Ban was repulsed, he actually charged forward again. It was true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

I'm afraid this kid is not crazy.

But then this trace of contempt disappeared as Zhao Wuji walked, because he saw the weight falling from Madara's body while running, and he instantly understood.

"This kid actually dares to retain his strength when competing with a seven-ringed soul saint like himself." Zhao Wuji felt that this world was too ridiculous, but it was the same in a dream.

"Come on, let me see the power of the Soul Saint," Ban Ba ​​Gate Dunjia opened all the way to the third door, spewing soul power steam from his body, his speed was even better, and he shouted with madness in his eyes.

"What a fucking lunatic." Zhao Wuji cursed secretly in his heart. He was a bastard. This was the first time he met someone who was more of a demon than himself.

Although Zhao Wuji kept scolding his mother in his heart, the movements of his hands were not slow at all. He struck out with the powerful Vajra Palm again, this time using nearly [-]% of his power.

"Old Zhao seems to be unable to hold back." Dean Flender said. At the same time, the martial spirit possessed him and spread his wings, ready to die at any time.

Madara merged the soul power in his body with chakra without any scruples, then compressed it, and used the soul skill before rushing through his meridians: "Fire Escape. Great Fire Extinguishment"

The blazing flames, like spreading waves, flooded the entire grassland, turning the place into a sea of ​​fire in an instant, and even the sky was reflected in fiery red.

"So strong" Na Ke everyone raised their hands to resist the heat wave impact brought by the flames, but their hearts were shocked again and again.

"This soul skill is a bit abnormally strong." Flanders, who was a Contra practitioner, was not affected at the moment. He looked at the pillar of fire that penetrated the sky and the earth, thinking hard in his heart.

He has seen the first soul skill with a century-old soul skill, but this is the first time he has seen such a powerful first soul skill.

"Are you sure he's not a fire attribute soul master?" Ma Hongjun didn't complain when he went out this time, but took a gulp of saliva and asked Tang San beside him.

Others may not know it, but Ma Hongjun, whose martial soul is the Evil Fire Phoenix, knows better than the average person. If he obtains the third soul ring, he might not be able to do the first soul ring.

But the monstrous fire obviously couldn't trap Zhao Wuji. Everyone saw a figure as strong as a bear in the raging fire, slowly walking out.

"I still can't do it, kid." As Zhao Wuji walked, the fourth soul ring on his body opened and suppressed the fire around him. In addition, Fudo Mingou Shen blocked the heat. For a moment, it seemed as if he was in another world, without even a trace of ash on his body.

"What an exciting opponent." Madara threw the Uchiha fan in his hand on the ground, because there was a huge palm print on it, and it seemed that he could no longer use it.

Even though it was forged with fine iron, it lacked natural materials and earthly treasures, so it still couldn't withstand a blow all over its body.

"Oh" Zhao Wuji looked at Ban in surprise, not far away, and suddenly felt something was wrong.

not good

Zhao Wuji suddenly felt a stinging pain on his neck, like a needle pricking him. This was a premonition of crisis.

锵

Another Madara jumped over from the side, with the sickle in his hand, he slashed at Zhao Wuji's neck without hesitation, but was dodged in advance, and just missed the shadow of King Fuming, creating a series of sparks.

But the spot that was there had long since faded to the point of disappearing.

illusion

Madara had long known that his first soul skill could not do anything to Zhao Wuji, but why did he still spend so much soul power to release it?

Naturally, in order to isolate Zhao Wuji's sight, and taking advantage of the cover of the flames, Madara quietly activated his second soul ring, causing Zhao Wuji to fall into his own illusion.

Madara discovered that people in this world seemed to have very little defense against illusions. If used properly, even titled Douluo would fall into illusions.This is probably because there are very few illusion arts in Douluo Continent, and they are not as common as in the previous life, and every ninja will guard against them. In the end, illusions have become an unpopular and weird category that is difficult to guard against.

Zhao Wuji himself preconceived that Ban Ban was a fire attribute soul master, but he did not expect that Ban had been hiding his illusion ability, and using it at this time had natural and unexpected effects.