Douluo Saiyan Legend

Wukong looked at the surprised looks cast by everyone in front of him and roared to the sky: "I am..."

"Super Saiyan Son Goku!!!"

Boom.

The golden flames coming out of Wukong increased several times.

The huge aura suppressed like the sky was falling, causing the entire playground to collapse.

Dai Mubai and Tang San suddenly felt sweet in their throats.

"puff!"

The two spit out a mouthful of blood at the same time, as if they were hit by an invisible force.

"Uh!" Dai Mubai had a splitting headache, his feet were weak, and he knelt directly on the ground, exactly like he did when he was really possessed by the domineering aura of the Overlord.

Tang San was just a little bit lighter than Dai Mubai, just a little bit.

He quickly used Xuantian Kung within his body to offset the pressure of this powerful aura.

But how can the Super Saiyan be shaken by his mere Xuantian Palace?

"Why can't this power be resolved?" Tang San was shocked.

"Xuan Tian Kung is a superior internal skill, specially designed to overcome this kind of external pressure, but why can't it be diluted to offset this energy?"

"On the contrary, Xuantian's internal strength is still being eroded part by part by this force."

The power of breath is not different from internal power. There are only a few ways to obtain internal power. Either you learn it from someone else's master, you have someone forcibly open up the Ren and Du meridians, or you are born with strong internal power.

But not everyone has something like internal strength. Although it is more difficult to cultivate, it is still not as smooth and domineering as the power of breath.

The power of breath is something that everyone has, but it lacks a method to derive it. The speed of breath flowing through the body is smoother than the internal force, and the released attack is stronger.

Internal force, if it forms an attack, can at most shock you, push you, or at most break a rock or open up a mountain.

But if the power of breath forms an attack, I believe everyone knows that it can explode. So, do you think it is the power of breath that is stronger or the internal power?

As for why it's just Dai Mubai and Tang San, the reason is very simple. Dai Mubai is too stinky. Tang San and Wukong already have a grudge. Plus Wukong has killed Tang Hao now, so the two of them are considered dead. They were completely opposed, but Tang San didn't know it yet.

Xiaowu Ning Rongrong, why do they want to intimidate?Isn't it bad to show affection and cherish jade?

"This boy's talent and power are so amazing. If he really received it from Shrek Academy, then Flanders would probably be able to smile even in his dreams at night." Zhao Wuji thought in his heart.

"This is my year-end bonus this year, hehe."

But even though he thinks so in his heart, he still has to act tough on the outside.

"Super Saiyan? Okay, kid, it looks like you are serious about it."

"Then I don't need to hide anymore, I haven't fought so happily for a long time!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the seventh dazzling soul ring on Zhao Wuji shone brightly.

The phantom of the giant bear behind him gradually merged with Zhao Wuji, and the whole person turned into a big black bear over three meters tall.

"Martial spirit true form." Wukong said contemptuously.

"Old Zhao is really planning to play with me.

Forget it, let him see it.

What is unilateral crushing! "

Wukong took a fighting stance, ready to fight the three-meter-tall black bear in front of him.

"Location tracking! Boy, let me see where you are going this time." Zhao Wuji took the lead in launching the attack.

Positioning and tracking, this soul skill is not used for attacking, it can only be regarded as an amplifying auxiliary soul skill.

To put it bluntly, it determines your position.

"I don't want to run away, big black bear, just come here." Zhao Wuji's current appearance really looks like one of the two bears in a certain animation, one is dark brown and the other is light brown.

Wukong pouted. He really didn't need to run now. Even if a titled Douluo came, Wukong could probably hang him up and hammer him, as long as he wasn't level ninety-nine.

Never underestimate a Titled Douluo. What Old Poison said is right. Every level a Titled Douluo advances is a world of difference.

Do you think anyone whose martial spirit is the Clear Sky Hammer can play with random cloaks and explosive rings?

Or do you think any titled Douluo is Qian Xunji?So much moisture.

"Arrogant! It seems that you still haven't seen the power of Soul Saint Martial Soul's true form!" Zhao Wuji burst out with a strong fighting spirit, and now almost everyone around him has not come up to attack.

Tang San and Dai Mubai were already half useless, Xiao Wu didn't dare to step forward, let alone Ning Rongrong, a little bastard, while Zhu Zhuqing was watching Wukong intently from the air.

He took another look at the box he had prepared in advance, and saw that there was still 1/3 left.

"Time is enough, boy, you punched me, I will get it back for you today."

It can be said that the current Zao Wuji has completely vented his anger from the time Wukong beat him three years ago as well as this time. Anyway, he is not sure now that the person three years ago is Wukong.

In short, there is a breath that can be spread in front of me and it is so similar.

"Powerful Vajra Palm!" The big black bear transformed by Zhao Wuji instantly gathered huge energy between the two bear paws.

The two thighs are not the fat of ordinary bears, but strong muscles. Those muscles are easy to tighten and directly step on the ground, like Wukong flying into the air.

The earth-golden bear paw condensed by the martial soul's true form looked straight at Wukong. He was not afraid of Wukong running away, since he had already used positioning tracking.

"Ah!"

Wukong reached forward with his right hand, turning sideways in a perfect arc to grab the right hand of Zhao Wuji's martial soul avatar.

It just turned 180° in a circle and hit the ground with a loud bang.

"So strong!" The moment Zhao Wuji was hit to the ground, he had only this thought.

Although he is not a pure strength soul master, the power of his martial soul is among the best at the same level.

But now he has to be defeated by such a level 30 soul master with one hand, and he was also thrown down. No one is happy if he is left alone.

Ning Rongrong, who was hiding behind a stone in the distance, had his eyes wide open and his mouth wide enough to hold an egg.

"How is that possible? He is just a level 30 soul saint. Even if he uses some kind of amplified form, it is impossible to beat the soul saint under the level 70 martial spirit body like this with one hand."

Today, Ning Rongrong's three views are being changed bit by bit. His Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda can be used as a mallet, and the level 30 Soul Lord can easily neutralize the Soul Saint's attack in the spirit's true form with one hand.

Dai Mubai had long been lying on the ground like a dead dog.

Xiao Wu here is more determined that Wukong's true form is the soul beast.

"He must be a soul beast. It's impossible for a human to defeat a level 70 soul saint in this state." Xiao Wu's eyes were confused, as if he hadn't seen his companion in several years.

"But why can't I see his true body? If he is a soul beast, he should have a true body."

Strictly speaking, Saiyans are actually a kind of monster, they are basically great apes.

Zhu Zhuqing said nothing in the sky, as if Wukong's actions were all within her expectations. In fact, what Zhu Zhuqing paid most attention to was Wukong's physical condition.

"Will his transformation this time be the same as last time?"

"At the price of exhausting one's own soul power." Zhu Zhuqing bit her lower lip lightly, clasping her two small hands in front of her chest, as if praying, not to be like what she imagined.

"There's something even more powerful." He finished his words.

Wukong turned directly to the giant pit and raised Zhao Wuji's martial spirit avatar, while Zhao Wuji was still confused.