Douluo's martial soul Barrett

"Huang Yuan, are you okay?"

As soon as Dai Mubai and Huang Yuang appeared in front of everyone, people from both sides couldn't help but gathered around them, and Jiangzhu even ran over quickly and asked.

"Jiangzhu, help Huang Yuan heal quickly." Tai Long urged.

Huang Yuan's face was a little too pale.

"Yes." Jiangzhu responded, and then summoned his martial soul healing scepter to treat Huang Yuan.

Dai Mubai returned to Tang San and others.

"Boss Dai, you were very brave just now! You shot that Huang Yuan away in one fell swoop. I saw many school girls cheering for you." Ma Hongjun had a spring breeze-like smile on his face. He ran up and flattered me.

"Fat man, don't be in a hurry to take pictures. It's not too late for you to take pictures after we finish the fight." Dai Mubai smiled lightly and did not follow Ma Hongjun's tactics at all.

Ma Hongjun's face fell instantly and he walked aside without saying a word.

He felt that he had been a little too hasty before and should not have teased Boss Dai, but now he was in an embarrassing situation.

At this time, Xiao Wu and Jing Ling also came to the soul fighting stage.

"Jing Ling, Wuhun Skull, level 34 agility attack type battle soul master, please give me your advice!"

Jing Ling looked at Xiao Wu with flat eyes and slowly announced her name.

"Xiao Wu, Wuhun Rougu Charming Rabbit, level 38 agility attack type battle soul master, please give me some advice!"

Xiao Wu told her name in a decent manner, but Jing Ling just nodded lightly but didn't say a word.

"The soul fighting begins!" Zhao Wuji announced again.

The moment Zhao Wuji's voice fell, a huge skull image suddenly appeared behind Jing Ling, and then possessed Jing Ling.

From a distance, it was as if Jing Ling was wearing a layer of skull armor, looking strange and domineering.

"Blessing from the Bone Demon!"

With a soft drink, Jing Ling's aura instantly dropped to freezing point, and then Jing Ling's figure disappeared in a flash, and suddenly appeared behind Xiao Wu.

"Teleport!"

Xiao Wu didn't panic at all and teleported away from the place. She even had time to turn around and look at Jing Ling.

"Charming!"

Xiao Wu's second soul skill radiated from her eyes the moment she looked at him.

"Fight!"

Facing the strange thing in his mind, the third purple soul ring behind Jing Ling lit up slightly, and the third soul skill was released directly.

Jing Ling, empowered by the third soul skill, was directly immune to Xiao Wu's charm, and hit Xiao Wu with two skull fists.

"Can you still block my charm? Let's see if you can block this." Xiao Wu smiled and then became serious.

He teleported behind Jing Ling, kicked his legs upwards and kicked him up high, followed by Xiao Wu's famous stunt of waist bow and eight-level throw. Even though Jing Ling had the blessing of the Bone Demon, Although the defense is under the blessing, it still breaks the defense directly.

After the eighth fall, Jing Ling fell directly to the ground, losing her fighting ability.

"No one can stop Sister Xiao Wu's eight-stage throw." Xiao Wu, who landed on the ground again, proudly shook her scorpion tail behind her and raised her little face high.

"In the second round, Xiao Wu wins!"

Zhao Wuji stepped forward to check Jing Ling's condition and found that he was just a little absent-minded, that is, he had fainted, and announced.

"yeah!"

Xiao Wu jumped up high and made a victory sign to Han Haotian, Tang San and others on the viewing platform.

Everyone smiled knowingly, and at this time, Tailong and others hurriedly went down to bring Jing Ling up again and handed it over to Jiangzhu.

Because of her martial spirit, Jiangzhu was an extremely special being in the former Lanba Academy.

Watching Xiao Wu and the two leave the soul fighting stage, Tang San also stood up and walked down. Next, it was time for his third game.

At this moment, Ning Rongrong suddenly said: "Third brother, can you help me clean up that Wu sign?"

"Huh? What's wrong?" Tang San was a little confused.

"This man is disgusting. I hate him very much. Can you help me deal with him severely?"

Seeing Ning Rongrong's disgust that didn't look fake, Tang San nodded and said, "Okay, leave it to me."

"Rongrong, did he do something to you?" Dai Mubai frowned slightly.

This was the first time in such a long time that he saw Ning Rongrong hating someone so much. Even when he was having a rough time with them at the beginning, he didn't show such an expression.

"That's not true. He doesn't dare to do anything to me." Ning Rongrong shook his head.

"You can tell us if you have anything. As long as I'm here, no one can bully you." Han Haotian said calmly.

"Yes." Ning Rongrong nodded heavily, with a smile on his lips.

On the Soul Stage.

Tang San and Wu Zhuan stood opposite each other.

The moment he saw Wu Zhuan, Tang San seemed to understand why Ning Rongrong hated this person so much. In fact, this person had a strange temperament that made people want to beat him when they saw him.

And he also exuded an uncomfortable aura.

"Tang San, Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass, Level 39 Control System War Spirit Lord, please give me your advice!"

Holding back the discomfort in his heart, Tang San said quickly.

"Wu Zhuan, Wuhun Bingsi, level 35 control system war soul master, please give me some advice!"

Wu Xian pinched the orchid and gave Tang San a charming look, and said softly: "Dear junior, do you have time to have a meal together?"

"I..." Tang San was confused, a little dumbfounded. This was the first time he encountered such a person, and his body trembled involuntarily.

"roll!"

With an angry shout, Tang San's hands suddenly pressed to the ground, and dense blue silver grass suddenly surged out, scrambling to cover Wu Zhuan on the opposite side.

"Icy Silk Desire!"

Wu Zhuan let the blue silver grass wrap around him without any intention of dodge. He murmured softly, and suddenly dense white ice threads poured out from his lower abdomen.

When the white ice threads met Tang San's Blue Silver Grass, they did not collide and cancel each other out as everyone saw, but instead entangled themselves on the surface of the Blue Silver Grass, and countless Blue Silver Grass were entangled by it.

What surprised Tang San was that he found that his bluesilver grass was somewhat out of his control, as if it had been assimilated.

Tang San was slightly startled in his heart, but on the surface he remained calm. The blue silver grass that was entangled in it suddenly swelled, and purple-black poisonous stings suddenly broke free from the thick vines.

"Oh~~" Wu Zhuan was a little surprised, covering his mouth with his hand and said: "Will this vine get thicker and grow thorns?"

"But it's not a problem for me! Look at my soft to soft ice silk to soften you."

Countless ice threads were pierced by the poisonous thorns, but countless more ice threads poured out, one after another towards the Bluesilver Grass vines.

As a result, Tang San suddenly discovered a rather embarrassing thing. His Blue Silver Grass seemed to be somewhat restrained by the opponent's martial spirit.

"Should we use close combat?" Tang San thought to himself, but using close combat would be against the rules. This is selecting a control type soul master.

Tang San fell into deep thought for a moment.

At this moment, Han Haotian on the viewing platform was also a little shocked. He didn't expect that there was such a strange martial spirit, Bingsi?Ice silk desire?

some meaning.

Xiao Wu showed a look of worry and disgust.