Douluo Zhibo Madara

"What?" Ye Zhiqiu suddenly realized something, his expression changed drastically, and he exclaimed.

The 3000th-year soul ring behind Madara flickered slightly, and countless soul powers surged down Madara's hand and onto the fan.

"Third Soul Skill, Copy. Ninja Tool Explosion"

Madara rotated the fan vigorously, with a whimpering sound, and hit Ye Zhiqiu's turtle shell hard.

The flames from the huge explosion instantly engulfed the turtle shell, and the strong kinetic energy pushed Ye Zhiqiu into the air.

"Let you see my defense." The flames of fighting spirit burned in Madara's eyes. He looked up and saw Ye Zhiqiu spinning in mid-air, launching towards the turtle shell like a rocket.

The best defense is, of course, offense.

Madara instantly jumped to the side of Ye Zhiqiu. At this time, the old bastard had stretched out its head and limbs and was waving wildly, without any way to escape.

"Come on." The part of the turtle shell that Madara Hysteria attacked, whether it was the slits in the turtle shell or the side edges, were all covered by dense blade rays.

With the final blow, Madara let go of his hand holding the sickle, and held the fan tightly with both hands at the same time, like hitting a baseball, and slapped Ye Zhiqiu hard at a faster speed.

The huge turtle shell fell to the ground like a meteor from the sky, creating a large crater on the ground. Suddenly, smoke and dust flew everywhere, and rubble collapsed.

"Cough cough cough." After the smoke dispersed, Ye Zhiqiu slowly crawled out of the pit. He was only slightly injured and still looked lively and vigorous.

This defense is a bit too perverted, right?

"Boy, you can't hurt me." Ye Zhiqiu was sure that Spot's third most powerful soul skill couldn't hurt him at all, and the worry in his heart suddenly disappeared a lot.

What Ye Zhiqiu didn't know was that the greatness of Madara's third soul skill was not in terms of power but in its ability to copy other people's soul skills. This was the meaning of Millennium.

Such a misestimation of Madara's strength also laid the foundation for his subsequent defeat.

"Now, it's my turn to fight back." After seeing Ban's tyrannical strength, Ye Zhiqiu became more and more fearful.

"Then let's see if you have this ability." Ban spat disdainfully, looking at Ye Zhiqiu with eyes full of contempt.

"If you are looking for death, then I will help you," Ye Zhiqiu said through gritted teeth.

I saw Ye Zhiqiu's limbs and head retracting again. At the same time as the soul ring behind his back lit up, Guijia began to spin slowly. After a while, it turned into a spinning top and quickly crashed towards Ban.

Just as Madara crossed the sickle and the fan in front of him, Ye Zhiqiu's tortoise shell top hit him hard.

This

Madara just felt the weapon in his hand for a moment, and then an uncontrollable force surged onto his shoulders, and he had to take a few steps back to release this huge force.

"How could this happen?" Tang San looked a little confused as he looked at Ye Zhiqiu, who showed off several attacking spirit skills during the battle.

Doesn't his master's theory work?

But the battle will not stop because of Tang San's confusion, but will continue in full swing.

"Interesting." Madara flew backwards with this force, and landed on a table with a tap of his toes. He looked down at Ye Zhiqiu who had stopped from spinning, and licked the corners of his dry mouth in praise.

"Boy, you should try your best." Ye Zhiqiu obviously would not let go of this boy who had made him so embarrassed, and the gains and losses were inhumane.

Madara laughed angrily, feeling that the man in front of him was just a clown.

"Have you seen me in my heyday?" Madara moved his neck, making bursts of popping sounds, and stared at Ye Zhiqiu with indifferent eyes.

Looking at Ban's eyes like looking down at ants, Ye Zhiqiu felt inexplicably panicked, and even he didn't know why.

"Fire escape. The fire dragon sings"

Madara raised his right hand high and pointed to the sky, spreading his fingers as if to catch something, and then threw it hard at Ye Zhiqiu.

Five fire dragons burning with raging flames hovered in the sky, and they swooped down from the sky towards Ye Zhiqiu as if they had received an order.

Ye Zhiqiu repeated his old tricks and tried to get into the turtle shell to take refuge, but he obviously made the wrong calculation.

Under Madara's meticulous control, the five fire dragons flew toward Ye Zhiqiu one after another, lifelike.

"Ah ah ah" Ye Zhiqiu screamed in pain. Although her turtle shell could protect her from explosive attacks, it could not isolate the conduction of heat. At this time, she almost turned into a roasted tortoise.

"Haha, you still can't do anything to me." Ye Zhiqiu couldn't stand it any longer. He stretched out his head and spit out a mouthful of black brilliance onto his turtle shell to cool down.

Ye Zhiqiu has already revealed this soul skill of his before. The effect is that it can spray extremely cold black water, hinder movement and even freeze enemies. It is perfect for cooling down at this time.

"Brother Madara's situation is not very good. Fire attribute soul masters are naturally restrained by water attributes," Oscar said with some worry.

Tang San's eyes shone with wisdom, as if he understood what Ban was thinking, and said with confidence in his tone: "Don't worry, my brother will win this time."

"Win?" Zhu Zhuqing asked with some confusion, not understanding why Tang San said that.

The others were just as confused as him, but seeing Tang San's unwillingness to say more to show off, they could only suppress their curiosity and continue reading.

Soon, the five fire dragons circled around the turtle shell and their firepower was exhausted. They all roared and then disappeared without a trace.

"Take the move, boy." Ye Zhiqiu finally waited for the opportunity to fight back. His whole body was exuding steam, and even some of the skin on his face and limbs had been scorched, looking extremely miserable.

Ye Zhiqiu felt the severe pain in his body, his eyes flashed fiercely, and the thousand-year soul ring behind his back flashed, obviously preparing for a decisive blow.

The fourth soul skill, Mysterious Water Splash

The huge waves of Xuanshui carried heavy cold air, centered on Ye Zhiqiu, and spread in all directions. They looked very powerful.

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To everyone's surprise, before the waves formed by the Xuanshui touched Madara, Ye Zhiqiu's own turtle shell actually crackled and several cracks appeared.

"No" Ye Zhiqiu howled loudly as if he understood something.

The next moment, these cracks seemed to be growing pledges, swimming rapidly on the turtle shell. Soon the shell shattered into pieces and fell to the ground.

"Poof" Ye Zhiqiu's martial spirit was damaged, and he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground with a weak breath.

Madara flashed in front of him like a teleport, flew up, kicked Ye Zhiqiu hard on the chest, and kicked him out.

It turns out that Madara raised the tortoise shell to an extremely terrifying temperature many times, and then it was cooled down sharply by Ye Zhiqiu. Under the shock of hot and cold several times, Ye Zhiqiu's tortoise shell couldn't withstand the drastic temperature changes, so it broke.

The importance of combat experience and skills is clearly demonstrated at this moment