Douluo: Manually increase the age of the soul ring

Although Meng Yiran was surprised by the strength of Xiao Yi's punch, he did not become cautious because of it. Instead, he looked mocking and joking.

She glanced at Xiao Yi's right hand and raised the snake staff in her hand.

This time the attack was on Xiao Yi's abdomen.

The strange blue soul power snakes out from the front of the snake staff like a poisonous snake.

Xiao Yi's expression remained unchanged, his feet remained motionless, and the slender fingers of his right hand were shaped like claws, reaching for the snake staff in Meng Yiran's hand.

The two of them will fight.

Zhao Wuji and Chao Tianxiang stared here closely.

However, their expressions were different.

Zhao Wuji looked relaxed, absolutely assured of Xiao Yi's strength.

Chao Tianxiang's expression became more and more solemn. At first, she thought Meng Yiran was unilaterally teaching Xiao Yi a lesson, but the more she looked at it, the more something was wrong.

The strength of this young man in black...

Dai Mobai, Tang San and others were protecting Oscar while watching Xiao Yi.

Ma Hongjun's eyes glanced straight at Meng Yiran's undulating curves, "Brother Yi is very lucky to be able to fight with such a beauty."

On weekdays, he never had the chance to meet a woman of this level. Most of the girls he faced were girls with smoldering faces.

Dai Mobai lightly knocked Ma Hongjun with his elbow and said: "Fat man, please stop looking twice. Be careful of the evil fire. Teacher Zhao's daughter can't be found in the Star Dou Forest. I'll find a mother for you."

As soon as these words came out, Tang San couldn't help but burst into laughter, and the other girls also covered their mouths and smiled.

"Hongjun, Xiao Yi is different from you. Fighting is just fighting. This Meng Yiran is not weak at all. I have to be careful when dealing with him."

He thought of the words Xiao Yi warned Oscar on the first night he enrolled at Shrek, which directly distinguished people like Xiao Yi and Ma Hongjun.

Ma Hongjun tilted Tang San in confusion, "How many moves do you think Meng Yiran can still withstand in Brother Yi's hands?"

Dai Mobai said: "I think there are five more moves. This Meng Yiran has not yet reached the soul master, and there is no way he can compare with Xiao Yi."

Tang San looked carefully at Xiao Yi, who was fighting with Meng Yiran, and said: "It seems like there are more than five moves. Xiao Yi didn't fight seriously, it felt like he was joking."

In fact, Xiao Yi really told Tang San that he was fighting Meng Yiran with a playful attitude.

But after a few rounds with Meng Yiran, he didn't want to fight anymore.

This woman wanted to take it out on him, but she couldn't really let her out with a beating.

Looking at the snake staff that Meng Yiran swept over, Xiao Yi looked serious.

He turned his five fingers to avoid the sweep of the snake staff, then clasped his wrist lightly, and his five fingers were attached to Meng Yiran's snake staff like an old tree vine.

He smiled slightly and conveyed his arm strength along the five fingers to the snake staff.

Meng Yiran felt a strong force competing with her for her martial soul.

The weapon soul can be taken away from her hand, but if it is snatched away by the black-clothed young man in front of her, she will have to spend a lot of soul power to re-condensate the soul.

Meng Yiran's eyes widened and his soul power surged, resisting Xiao Yi's power to snatch the martial soul.

Xiao Yi lowered his waist and braced his horse, not using his soul power, but concentrating his physical strength.

The next moment, physical strength comparable to that of the Soul King exploded with all its strength.

With the pulling force increasing sharply, Meng Yiran's soul power was not enough to resist Xiao Yi's explosive power.

The Wuhun Snake Staff in her hand was instantly taken over by Xiao Yi.

But it was not just Meng Yiran's snake staff that came over at the same time. Perhaps she resisted too strongly and unknowingly held the snake staff too tightly, and in the end she was brought over as well.

"boom!"

The sound of impact resounded in Xiao Yi's chest, and at the same time, a fragrance similar to orchid and fragrant grass poured into his mouth and nose.

It made his heart tremble.

Then, there was a soft and elastic feeling that went straight from the chest to the brain.

Because Douluo Continent also follows the rule that girls develop earlier than boys, Meng Yiran is slightly taller than Xiao Yi.

Meng Yiran hit him full of arms, and the two of them were almost face to face, and they could feel each other's warmth.

The two people's current posture is a bit weird.

Due to the wrong force, Meng Yiran bumped into Xiao Yi and hugged him directly with his hands.

Xiao Yi's hands were spread across his sides, holding Meng Yiran's snake staff in his right hand, as if he had nowhere to put it.

If an outsider came over, at first glance, they would think that Meng Yiran was throwing himself into his arms, but Xiao Yi was reluctant in every possible way.

Ma Hongjun, who was looking at this place, exclaimed in a strange voice: "We really have an affair, Brother Yi is so lucky!"

At this time, Ma Hongjun wanted to replace Xiao Yi with him.

Dai Mobai and Tang San looked at each other, both of them seeing astonishment on each other's faces.

How come they are "hug together" during this fight?

The girls looked at Xiao Yi being hugged by Meng Yiran and didn't know what expressions to put on.

Zhao Wuji, who was holding his hands on his chest, looked at Xiao Yi with his mouth wide open, and finally laughed: "What a boy, what a skill!"

When Chao Tianxiang looked at her granddaughter, her face was not so good.

This boy in black clothes not only dared to ruin her granddaughter's good deeds, but also dared to take advantage of her granddaughter.

How could she endure this!

The Soul Emperor's coercion exploded in an instant, sweeping towards Xiao Yi.

"Didn't you agree that this is a matter between the juniors? Why did you start taking action?"

With a smile on his face, Zhao Wuji used a strong soul power to directly disperse Chao Tianxiang's pressure.

The Soul Saint versus the Soul Emperor is like an adult versus a child.

Chao Tianxiang felt the oppression coming from Zhao Wuji, took a deep breath, and said to Meng Yiran with a stinking face: "Yiran, how long do you want to stay in this kid's arms? Activate your martial arts!"

Meng Yiran suddenly came back to her senses when she heard her grandma yelling at her.

Staring at Xiao Yi at such a close distance, smelling the man's breath on him.

Meng Yiran was a little at a loss. She had been raised by her grandparents since she was a child, and she rarely talked to boys of the same age, let alone almost lying in Xiao Yi's arms like today.

After a while, her face was stained with red, and it quickly spread to the roots of her ears.

"You, you bastard!" Meng Yiran shouted.

It's just that it's different from the sharpness when she spoke before. Now when she spits out these words, it has a tingling and soft taste.

Xiao Yi slowly came back to his senses, frowned and said, "Am I a bastard? Then you should let go!"

Meng Yiran's arms were wrapped around his back, making it difficult for him to step back.

Meng Yiran's face turned even redder, he let go of his hand and retreated quickly.

The accident happened too suddenly. She had never felt a man's breath before, her hands and feet were a little stiff, and her normally calm head was not easy to control at this time.

"Do it anyway, don't forget that this kid made you see that the soul ring in your hand is gone." Chao Tianxiang looked at Meng Yiran who was not feeling right, and hurriedly reminded him.

"Yes, this person is the one who ruined my good deeds!"

Meng Yiran gradually calmed down, his anger temporarily suppressing his previous shyness.

"It's all your fault that my rare third soul ring is gone!"

She shouted coldly, and waves of soul power spread from her body.

The snake staff on Xiao Yi's right hand disappeared.

Even if she spent a lot of soul power to re-concentrate her martial soul, she would never take it from Xiao Yi again.

"Blame me? I didn't even blame you for hitting someone with the ball." Xiao Yi rubbed his chest and muttered in his heart.

Strong soul power fluctuations also dispersed from his body, but the speed of the soul power was much sluggish.