Douluo Saiyan Legend

I saw the blue energy ball in Wukong's hand getting bigger and bigger until it was almost the size of a basketball.

Wukong opened his mouth and said softly: "Turtle! Pai! Qi! Kung!"

One voice after another.

The majestic sound resounded around the entire forest. The flowers, plants and trees seemed to feel very scary, and everything seemed to slowly lose their luster.

In particular, there are some bluesilver grasses on the ground.

"What does he want to do with such powerful energy?" Zhu Zhuqing couldn't help but wonder as he saw the energy aftermath getting bigger and bigger around him.

"He should be developing some new moves. He used them during the last battle. Those self-created soul skills are really emerging one after another..." Ning Rongrong couldn't help but admired.

It is very difficult to create your own soul skills.

He needs to be very familiar with himself, and slowly and gradually form ideas of martial soul and soul power to accumulate experience, so that he can form his own soul skills.

But in the eyes of the two of them, a new Wukong appeared for a while, and a new one appeared for a while.

It is as if self-created soul skills are like drinking water.

"Create your own soul skills..." Zhu Zhuqing murmured softly.

Seeing the endless emergence of Wukong's skills, Zhu Zhuqing seemed to have some thoughts on creating some of his own skills.

"what!"

While the two were studying, Wukong broke the peace with an angry shout.

With a strong push, the blue Qigong ball instantly split into several beams of light.

It went straight towards a mountain peak.

Wherever those few rays of light went, everything was burned up, just like when a meteorite fell and rubbed against the ground.

boom!

That mountain peak exploded instantly under the bombardment of the diffusion-type turtle qigong...

A deep crater was blasted out, almost like an atomic bomb hitting the ground.

There were still a lot of pebbles falling from the sky, as if the whole mountain was crying.

The whole mountain exploded, and the aftermath of the cyclone spread to Wukong and the others. Wukong and the others who remained in the same posture were there quietly, watching.

As for Ning Rongrong and the others, they were not so well. They were blown to the ground by the hurricane and were in such a miserable state that they didn't have to worry about hurting anyone.

Before launching, Wukong had already used his breath perception to detect the existence of human beings.

On the side, Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong stared with their eyes as if they were about to pop out, as if this was so "nuclear", so powerful!

Even a titled Douluo who can flatten a mountain with a single wave may not be able to do it.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong didn't even believe what they were seeing.

"Hey~ Zhuqing, pinch me..." Ning Rongrong seemed to think that this helpless person would feel like he was dreaming when he saw things beyond his understanding.

Zhu Zhuqing didn't hesitate to go up and pinched Ning Rongrong's butt.

"Hiss...oh!" Ning Rongrong moaned in pain.

"It hurts so much! It seems like I'm not dreaming." Ning Rongrong covered herself, her buttocks still shining from time to time, drifting towards Wukong.

"Of course I'm not dreaming..." Zhu Zhuqing stepped forward and grabbed Ning Rongrong and ran directly to Wukong.

"Successful?" Wukong asked himself over and over again, asking himself whether he had studied breath in the past few years.

"Yeah! You finally succeeded Sun Wukong, you have a genius! You have a genius among geniuses, a genius!"

Wukong was dancing happily by the lake. He was jumping around, but he didn't expect that he could learn it after just studying. What does he have if he doesn't have a genius?

Hearing the sound and rushing over, Zhu Zhuqing stepped forward and patted Wukong's Youyou speechlessly, saying: "Hey, hey, hey!"

"You just leveled it, what if that mountain was a human?"

Zhu Zhuqing folded his hands around his chest and looked like he was going to attack the enemy. He looked like he was serious about what he just said and hurt the crowd gathering place. It would have caused a lot of casualties!

"If you have it, you will have it!" Ning Rongrong, the little girl, also came up and followed Feng.

A glimmer of light flashed in Wukong's eyes. It seemed that Ning Rongrong had not used Fang Jie Wa for three days. It was time to teach him a lesson.

"Don't worry, you guys are extremely handsome. Master, will you ever make such a stupid mistake? Before launching, I had already sensed with my breath that there were no people in that mountain."

"Otherwise, you think I'm the kind of devil who kills people without batting an eyelid?" Wukong smiled and patted the two of them on their heads.

"There is..." Zhu Zhuqing stopped asking Wukong and he was not the kind to kill innocent people indiscriminately. If people continued to ask, his words would only make him hate himself.

"I didn't expect that I could master it with just a little study. Do you want to consider that move?" Wukong thought to himself.

Isn’t it true that those who have learned tricks and words can walk sideways? At that time, the Extreme Douluo who delayed the time would be unable to do anything to him.

"Forget it, forget it. After all, there are advanced qigong moves. It seems that I will have to ask the system for them in the future."

While thinking, Wukong looked at Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong fiercely: "What are you two doing here?"

"Why don't you go and practice? You should practice and do what you should do when the time comes. If you don't finish your homework, being careful will be your punishment!"

"Oh, yes, I just threw it into the jungle. Did you pick up that stone?"

Only then did Wukong remember that he had thrown a stone? When these two girls came back, they seemed to have not been found yet!

"Uh⊙?⊙!" Only then did the two women remember.

"No, that's right..." Ning Rongrong scratched her head and looked at her toes with her face lowered, not daring to say a word.

Needless to say, Zhu Zhuqing was almost like a bear to Ning Rongrong.

"Oh, forget it, anyway, the power of breath can remain on it for a long time." Wukong sighed. As long as the power of breath is attached to something, if the amount is enough, it can possess it for a long time.

"Let's just treat this as you and train tomorrow."

"It just so happens that you are familiar with yourself today. It should be more convenient to find someone with strength tomorrow. It would be more..." After saying this, Wukong signaled the two of them to go back to practice quickly.

After leaving only two girls, Wukong continued to delve into the next stage.

Take shape with gas!

There are scythes and breath swords that are condensed with Qi like Zamasu.

"Take shape through gas..."

"As the name suggests, you use energy to transform into the shape you want."

"Then, what's the process like?" Wukong was very confused when he got here. He only knew that to transform into a gas form, he needed precise control of the power of the breath.

"Let's start from the beginning."

"He who took the form of gas did not form a breath energy in his body.

There are those that turn the energy out of the body into weapons, or some other shapes to attack, and in the attack shape, they will not be scattered or self-disintegrate in the middle, a form. "

The original Zamasu was possessed by Wukong, and the purple breath used by Black Wukong was condensed. The sickle has a very good gas-shaped weapon.

It won't disintegrate on its own, not to mention its lack of sharpness and attack speed.