Douluo Saiyan Legend

"This..." Meng Yiran didn't know what to answer for a while.

The opponent has already reached level 12 at the age of 39, so it should be considered normal for them to reach level 12 at the age of 35.

But he has already chosen Wukong, is he still going to regret it and fight the Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master?

Isn't it obvious that he bullies the weak and fears the strong?

Wukong seemed to see in Meng Yiran's eyes, he hesitated and said with a smile: "It really doesn't work, what if I don't use martial arts or soul skills and just rely on physical strength?"

"You underestimate me?!"

Meng Yiran was immediately angry. No, even though there was a level 30 soul master, if he didn't use his martial soul, how could he defeat a level 20 soul master with just his physical strength?

In a battle between soul masters of the same level, if one side does not use martial souls and soul skills, there will be extreme ridicule and contempt for the other side.

Obviously Meng Yiran successfully misunderstood Wukong.

Wukong activated his martial spirit, and it was estimated that Meng still wouldn't be able to last one round.

The golden cudgel picks up the snake staff and there is no need to fight in this fight.

"I don't have any!"

Wukong looked innocent. He really didn't underestimate Meng Yiran. He figured out the Soul-Breaking Knife attack method on his own, and he was one of the few people on Douluo Continent who used hidden weapons.

Wukong saw Meng Yiran looking like he was raising an army to accuse her, as if he was thinking that if he used martial arts, he would be bullying her, but if he didn't use martial arts, he would be looking down on her.

Alas, it becomes difficult when the level is high.

"Then why don't you use martial arts!"

Meng Yiran was pointing his snake staff at Wukong. This guy was so irritating. He was even more irritating than when the Blue Silver Grass Spirit Master came up to challenge him.

"Ah..." Wukong twitched and smiled, saying that he couldn't answer and made the little girl angry when he answered.

"I used the martial spirit because I was afraid of hurting you. After all, the level is here. Do you still want to condescend to go back and fight with that useless Blue Silver Grass?"

Wukong was very disgusted and glanced at Tang San. Meng Yiran couldn't take it back as soon as he said these words.

The corner of Tang San's mouth twitched. This useless martial spirit really has a life, it's hurt!

"Why are there so many vixens..." Zhu Zhuqing cursed in his heart because Wukong teleported to Meng Yiran just now because his body was too fast.

So most people didn't see Meng Yiran, but Zhu Zhuqing was surprised and glanced at him.

"Well, it seems that this little girl won't be able to get this soul ring today..." Zhao Wuji shook his head because he just found a monster that was stronger and stronger than himself.

"Isn't this just right, Teacher Zhao? Xiao Ao, the soul ring is now stable." Ma Hongjun said with a smile.

Originally, he wanted to have a fight with a beauty like Meng Yiran, but who knew that Brother Kong was even more awesome and deliberately turned away from playing hard to get, and then said something at the critical moment to arouse the interest of the little beauty.

I, Ma Hongjun, am truly a role model for our generation and must study hard.

Meng Yiran's mouth twitched. He was a soul master. His eyesight and hearing were far superior to those of ordinary people. Moreover, they were so close to each other, so they said they couldn't hear anything.

"Humph, I'm going to let you look down on me today, and the price will be paid!"

Shrek and the others were rustling around underneath, but Wukong was so careless in replying that his attitude immediately made Meng Yiran extremely angry.

"The number one soul skill is the snake blade!"

Meng Yiran positioned his attack stance on the spot, and with a twist of the snake blade, he swung out two snake-shaped curved blades.

Wukong just stood there with no way to hide. He was armed and domineering, and with a slap of his hand, he directly slapped Meng Yiran away and attacked.

In fact, Wukong can completely use it without weapons, but if he doesn't, it will hurt!

"How is that possible?!" Meng Yiran was very surprised that it was him. When did the power of his first soul skill become so reduced?

In fact, there is no soul skill change, it is shrinkage, but Wukong's palm power is too big.

When Meng Yiran was surprised, Wukong came to Meng Yiran in an instant, and before Meng Yiran could react, Wukong tripped lightly with his feet.

Meng Yiran fell to the ground, almost breaking his butt into pieces.

At this moment, the snake woman was very shocked. To put it bluntly, teleportation means teleportation, but it is different from the kind of teleportation that can sense breath.

The distance of the instantaneous body is limited, but the speed is absolutely inferior to even a Contra Douluo and a Titled Douluo can still catch a glimpse of the afterimage.

"Ah!" Meng Yiran was suddenly thrown to the ground, which was cold, and pain swept through him and his buttocks.

Wukong saw something bad was that he seemed to have struck too hard.

He scratched his head and stretched out his hand, trying to pull up the ingenious beauty from the ground.

"Go away, who needs your help?"

Unexpectedly, Meng Yiran didn't appreciate it at all and opened Wukong's palm with a wave of his hand.

Meng Yiran's beautiful eyes moved to see that Wukong was not in a state now, with his two long legs rolled up around his waist.

Facing Wukong, there was a sweep on the lower body. If this move was successful, Wukong would definitely fall to the ground.

"I asked you bastard to trip me! Just wait for the dog to chew on the mud!"

The smile on Meng Yiran's face became more and more exciting, as if he had seen the scene where Wukong was defeated.

"This sister is going to be in trouble because of that guy from Wukong. His personality may be..."

"Ugh……"

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong looked at each other and realized that they had thought countless ways to deal with Wukong, such as Pan Sweep.

But the result...

"It hurts!"

Meng still covered himself, as if his calf had hit steel.

Wukong shook his head and sighed. At level 25, his physical strength was stronger than that of the Soul King, and he had reached the Soul Emperor realm.

Now at level 35, coupled with the fact that his muscles are always tight, it’s strange that Meng is still in no pain.

"Sister, I didn't expect you to come and attack me directly."

"Just pick me up properly, isn't it nice to pull you up with my hand?"

Wukong shrugged his shoulders. It was really not on purpose. If Wukong was willing, he wouldn't want Meng Yiran's leg if his armor-colored domineering energy was directly attached to his lower body just now.

"Asshole! Who wants your help?" Meng Yiran gritted his teeth and was furious. She had never been embarrassed in front of so many people.

"Today, if I am not useless, if you are me, I won't call you Meng Yiran!"

"The second soul skill is snake body!"

Meng Yiran's body immediately became very soft and smooth when the second soul ring lit up.

The jade hand stretched out upwards and immediately grabbed Wukong. The front of the head moved his legs upwards and directly locked Wukong's upper body.

Moreover, his limbs were contracting and his strength was gradually increasing. Meng still wanted to directly break Wukong's bones.

This dish instantly aroused desire in Wukong's heart.

"I'm the eldest sister. What do you want to do? I'm telling you, she's my girlfriend. Don't be like this." Wukong said quickly, looking at Zhu Zhuqing from the corner of his eyes.

But Zhu Zhuqing's pink face was already angry, her chest was red, and she was so proud that she wanted to come up and scratch Meng Yiran's face right now.

"What are you thinking, you bastard! I'm attacking you right now!" Meng Yiran saw that Wukong had misunderstood him, and he suddenly felt shy.

This attack posture is indeed somewhat ambiguous, indicating that there is something like close contact.

"Why are you so aggressive? It's true. Don't tell me it's true."

Wukong turned his eyes behind Tang San. Xiao Wu was stunned and immediately recalled the scene of the battle between the two when they first met.

He immediately buried his face in Tang San, not daring to look back at Wukong. Tang San glanced at Wukong in return, as if he was saying that Xiao Wu has me!

Meng Yiran saw that Wukong still looked very leisurely, as if he could still find time to talk to others.

Then he increased the strength of his arms, legs and limbs. If he doesn't defeat Wukong today, it is estimated that Meng Yiran will not stop.

But Meng Yiran still has a short memory, so he should be able to learn from that kick just now, but his anger has made Meng Yiran irrational.

Snake Woman was worried that Meng Yiran had just kicked Wukong in Meng Yiran's hand, and Snake Woman had definitely seen that kick.

The physical quality didn't look like a level 35 person at all. At this moment, the Soul Master even suspected that Wukong had lied about his age and level.

"I think Brother Kong is so happy in this posture!" Ma Hongjun looked at him with special envy. Usually when he was on the hook, Ma Hongjun almost never saw such a very good-looking and very coquettish type.