Douluo Saiyan Legend

"Huhuhu~"

Duke Long covered himself and gasped for air. Fighting with Wukong seemed to take a lot of energy.

"What's your name young man?"

"Which sect do you come from?"

Duke Long has never seen a sect named Wukong before, so logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case.

With his strength, he can definitely make a splash on this continent, but he is a person that no one has ever heard of.

"Looking at you, you should be about the same age as those little guys. That's why you can use such great power."

When Duke Long was facing Wukong, he was always shocked. His eyes looked down at himself, and there were already cracks on the farm stick.

Mr. Long took a breath of cold air. It was him. Longzhan was considered to have a mid-to-high-level martial spirit, but he was actually beaten like this by a stick.

Unless this stick is unusual, the martial spirit is that since the stick came out, Duke Long has felt that the dragon stick is getting heavier in his hand, as if he is afraid of something.

"Sun Wukong~" Wukong said his name with a leisurely look.

"As for the sect..."

"Goku Senryu." Wukong responded softly, then picked up the stick and headed towards Ryugong Wheel again. This was the last time since the battle with Zamasu.

Wukong rarely uses martial arts, let alone spend a long time learning the stick technique.

Basically, the Golden Cudgel has been ignored because Goku thinks that the Super Saiyan bloodline is much more fragrant than the Golden Cudgel.

"I've never heard of it. Does the sect have a big hidden family..."

Duke Long looked at the rapid attack in front of him. Wukong raised his hand and rotated the dragon staff. The leaves and flowers were scattered around, and the leaves and flowers were flying in the wind.

Eight dazzling soul rings slowly appeared in Duke Long, and suddenly the sixth soul ring suddenly lit up beside him.

"The sixth soul skill! Tornado Rain!"

Mr. Long waved his hand vigorously. Suddenly, he held the dragon staff with his left hand and punched the ground with force on the lower handle.

On the dragon head staff, the eyes emit purple, and the light looks extremely bright, which causes the light to temporarily block the sight.

But this is not a big problem for Wukong. He can see clearly by blessing his breath to his eyes.

Then, water elements began to appear around Duke Long. The ripples were like dragons. Evil dragons appeared in Duke Long, surrounded by him.

"go with!"

Duke Long shouted angrily.

He raised the crutch and pointed it directly at Wukong with the dragon's head. The evil dragon next to him also followed the trend of the dragon's head and the crutch, heading straight towards Wukong.

When he came to Wukong, he violently exploded a few meters away to form a water formation. Waterspouts formed by the condensed water elements kept appearing around Wukong.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Wuji hurriedly became unable to move, and Dai Mubai and the others retreated.

This comes from Contra. The sixth soul skill is that if you are scratched by this waterspout, you don't know how much damage you will suffer.

Then he looked at Gu Yuena and Zhu Zhuqing. Zhao Wuji originally wanted to save them, but who knew that Gu Yuena had already arrived in a safe area, holding Zhu Zhuqing in one hand and Ning Rongrong in the other.

As for Xiao Wuze, she was protected by Tang San, a cheap tool.

"Water element soul skill!" Wukong looked around, the waterspout's smile gradually became crazier.

Because he was holding it in his hand, this thing had great control over and damage to the water element.

"Mr. Long, if you want to use your soul skill to fight in groups, you must have a very powerful and tactical skill."

"It's a pity that you met a martial soul who can defeat your soul skills to death!" Wukong said and then thrust the golden cudgel into the ground hard.

Suddenly, the golden hoop emitted golden ripples, and as soon as the golden ripples touched Duke Long, they released a waterspout.

Just like a flame touching cold water, it goes out as soon as it touches a little bit.

Mr. Long, the waterspout was hit, and the sixth soul skill also disintegrated instantly.

"What! This martial spirit actually suppresses water attribute soul skills!"

A drop of cold sweat ran down Duke Long's brow and he clenched his teeth because he wanted to know that he used two very important soul skills. Both soul skills can be used, the water system!

"The Dinghai Shenzhen can suppress even the East China Sea, so what does your little waterspout mean?" Wukong smiled disdainfully.

Although the Golden Cudgel can suppress it now with its martial soul state, the water source is definitely not as abundant as before, it is only just this little.

For the golden cudgel, it is like filling a gap between teeth.

"Dinghai Shenzhen!" Tang San trembled in disbelief when he heard this title, and looked towards Sun Wukong.

"That stick, its name is Dinghai Shenzhen. He also said it's called Ruyi Golden Cudgel..." Tang San's eyes were filled with confusion, and he couldn't believe that he was muttering something in a low voice.

"The name is Sun Wukong...the martial spirit has a golden cudgel..."

"Does he really have it?" Tang San was holding Xiao Wu in his arms at this moment, his hands trembling non-stop.

If it is true, Tang San imagines that this is the case, then Tang San himself knows that he has provoked an opponent that he should never provoke!

"Monkey King Monkey King!"

Tang San recited the name silently in his mind while still recalling the stories he heard from people in the Tang Sect in his previous life.

To be born from a spiritual stone is to penetrate the heaven alone, to be suppressed for 500 years, to be granted the title of Taoism, to fight and defeat the Buddha.

If the opponent really has the Monkey King, Monkey King, then Tang San knows in his heart that even if he creates the Buddha's Furious Tang Lotus, he may not be able to match him!

Although Tang San was extremely confident in hidden weapons, at this time, he still had great respect for the concepts of gods and immortals in his heart. How could things in the mortal world hurt gods or immortals?

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Wu had never seen Tang San look so lost and at a loss.

Tang San closed his eyes and shook his head, but continued to protect Xiao Wu behind him, but I didn't say anything.

Wukong's Wu Kong Technique is stepped on with his hands, and the stick is used as a head to strike at Duke Long!

Seeing this, Duke Long hurriedly sacrificed the dragon staff to resist the golden cudgel. How could it be so powerful that the dragon staff could resist it now?

Duke Long's legs were smashed deeply into the ground because from now on, until Wukong broke through Duke Long, Wukong had never used any of his soul skills.

It was entirely based on physical fitness and daily practice that the stick technique consumed Duke Long like this.

Breathing heavily, Duke Long lifted the dragon staff and threw out a ripple. Seeing this, Wukong turned over and hid, but Duke Long seized this opportunity and quickly retreated.

Why not take advantage of this opportunity to attack?

Because Mr. Long understood that if he attacked again, he might continue to fight with this young man. Now that he is old, he is really not as good as this boy in close combat!

Just when Duke Long was about to retreat, Wukong glared hard and threw a Qigong bomb, hitting Duke Long in the back.

Long Gong has also experienced a lot. He reacted immediately to the battle and stabilized his steps in time without retreating.

His eyes were full of fighting intent, looking at Wukong and thinking why he wanted to provoke such a group of people? There really is a group of monsters!

Wukong made a big turn in the air and then magnificently landed on the ground and sighed to Duke Long, "Old guy, I haven't found an opponent on the same level as me for a long time."

"The action you just made doesn't matter. You can obviously take advantage of the slightest opening to attack in a tactical retreat."

"But you want to run away. Are you at your age and level still afraid of me, a soul master who is more than thirty years old?" Wukong grinned and sneered, carrying the golden cudgel to himself, and gently hammering his own body on his shoulder. ,shoulder.

"Old man!"

Snake Po also saw Wukong. The situation was that the dragon staff was still in the hands of Duke Long.

At this time, Snake Woman no longer dared to look down upon Wukong. This young man was definitely not that simple, and it was even possible that he had the same age and character as the two of them.

It's just that he looks a little younger.

"That boy, the martial spirit is so strange that even Yiran and I, the martial spirit has been somewhat suppressed here."

"The martial spirit's unique restraint against the water attribute depends on this kid. It seems like he is not ready to let us go in the offensive!" Snake Woman frowned tightly and held out her snake blade to block Meng Yiran behind her.