Douluo: Opening Encounter Haotian Douluo

The next day, under the vigorous search of four titled Douluo, Wang Feng found the so-called dragon-shaped creature that She Long said.

When he got closer, he saw that it was a giant dragon with purple thunder and lightning all over its body and its arms covered with flesh thorns. He was 5000 years old.

Moreover, the characteristics of the dragon's lightning are extremely suitable for Wang Feng's spear, so it is perfect for being used as a fourth soul ring. It has far exceeded the limit of the fourth soul ring of ordinary soul sects.

Wang Feng was a little worried that he couldn't bear it, but he was more excited.

"5000-year-old Cave Thunder Dragon, I thought you had always had such bad taste..."

Wang Feng was very satisfied with this giant dragon entrenched in front of a cave. If he killed him, he would have his fourth soul ring.

He was in a good mood today, and he was surprised that his cheap master could be so reliable for once.

"That's right, why don't you look at who I am?"

"Up!" She Long waved the stone spear in his hand, sprinted out, and stabbed the giant dragon who was still immersed in peace.

"Hey - don't beat him to death!" Wang Feng shouted and quickly followed.

The three titled Douluo behind him stood quietly watching the show.

A few people even took out a tea set and stone table from the soul guide, and enjoyed the master-disciple fight against the dragon while sipping tea.

The giant dragon was still enjoying the sunbathing leisurely. The next second, a spear suddenly came and penetrated its neck.

The shiny dragon's blood was splashed everywhere, and the speed of the Titled Douluo should not be underestimated after all.

Even though She Long was not at the highest level, he was still a titled Douluo, and there was a gap that no one else could cross.

"What a great opportunity, Xiao Feng!" She Long said as he slowly walked towards the giant dragon.

The spear in his hand pinned the dragon to the spot and could not move. Whether he was killed or not, it was stuck at a just right value.

The giant dragon didn't seem to expect that after living for so many years, he would eventually fall into the hands of a titled Douluo.

A large ring of lightning spread out from its body, somewhat like a thunderstorm circle diagram of a Tesla coil, with high voltage amplitude.

If this stalemate continues for a while, I'm afraid the dragon will die.

"What are you waiting for?" She Long said angrily, "Kill this beast quickly and get the ring. You won't give it to me, master, right?"

"of course not."

Wang Feng made a move with his left hand, "Transformation! Come!"

Immediately, a pitch-black spear over one meter long, surrounded by golden thunder and lightning, appeared in his hand.

"The number one soul skill, electricity pierces through gold and stone!"

The three soul rings at Wang Feng's feet lit up, a golden thunder circle surrounded the spear in his hand, and the entire spear crackled.

drink!

Wang Feng turned around and danced with a spear, then threw the spear in his hand.

The giant dragon seemed to be aware of a hint of danger and instinctively wanted to break free from the stone spear on the ground. However, She Long once again increased the injection of soul power into the stone spear. The dragon was still unable to move. His eyes were full of horror and unwillingness. At the end, despair……

puff--

The spear passed through the heart, causing a burst of smoke and dust in the cave, and splashes of blood scattered from the dragon's chest like raindrops.

The giant dragon wailed, its eyes full of unwillingness to this world, and soon fell to the ground motionless.

A dark soul ring floated out from the dragon's body.

"Hahahaha - you are worthy of being my apprentice, now you are as good as I was back then."

Not far away, the three Golden Crocodile Douluo also admired with envy on their faces: "You can teach me a boy. This marksmanship really has the demeanor of a drunkard, or even better."

.........

"Good apprentice, go ahead, that's what belongs to you." She Long patted Wang Feng on the shoulder and motioned for him to quickly absorb the soul ring.

Wang Feng was not polite, he responded and walked straight to the dragon's corpse, sat cross-legged under the soul ring and began to absorb it.

The soul ring floats up. This process is very long. There is a huge difference between absorbing a ten thousand year soul ring and a thousand year soul ring. The first time you absorb it, you will inevitably feel unbearable pain all over your body.

Uh-huh...

In a state of confusion, Wang Feng seemed to be facing off against the dragon's soul again.

In reality, She Long saw his apprentice looking in pain, so he was lying if he said he wasn't worried.

After all, he had picked this little cub up for so many years, served him every day, and taken care of him, so he had already developed a close relationship with him.

It would be a lie to say not to worry.

He was so anxious that he didn't dare to touch Wang Feng, for fear of backlash and going crazy, so he had to hang around Wang Feng.

Golden Crocodile Douluo noticed his irritability and comforted him: "Don't worry, drunkard. The reason this kid is in this condition is because his body strength is being transformed."

Several other titled Douluo all expressed their opinions: "Absorbing a ten-thousand-year soul ring for the first time is an inevitable process. Didn't you also do this back then?"

But it would be false to say that he was not worried. She Long also understood that he should not be overly pampered, but he just couldn't let go.

After a long time, the soul ring on Wang Feng's head completely integrated with it, and Wang Feng woke up from the ring.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw his master walking back and forth around him.

"Finally woke up..." She Long said excitedly: "Boy, how do you like this soul ring?"

Wang Feng didn't understand why She Long was so impatient, but he still nodded and said: "It is indeed a ten-thousand-year soul ring. It is different from a thousand-year soul ring when it is absorbed. I can clearly feel that the strength of my body has been transformed. The level Okay, forty has been upgraded to level 42."

"What about soul skills?" She Long said impatiently.

Wang Feng stood up, looked around, and came to a deserted open space. Four soul rings lit up under his feet, among which the black soul ring shone endlessly.

"The fourth soul skill, Yuan Chi Lei Zhen!"

As the fourth soul skill was launched, a lightning shock wave spread all over Wang Feng's body. The shock wave was extremely effective, covering all units within a ten-meter radius and would be repelled by this shock wave.

At the same time, the shock wave will spread at will based on Wang Feng himself.

"Ten meters in radius, field control skills, huge profits, haha," She Long was about to rush forward and give Wang Feng a bear hug, but saw Wang Feng suddenly retreat.

"actually……"

"This soul skill is far more than that," Wang Feng made a move with his left hand, and the Realm Transformation Spear appeared in his hand again.

"Oh?"

She Long scratched his head.

Wang Feng still activated his fourth soul skill. Thunder and lightning extended from his hand to the top of the gun. He threw it hard in the direction of no one.

zizi——

The moment the spear landed, a lightning electromagnetic field covering a five-meter radius spread rapidly, forming a weakened version of the lightning shock wave, which was astonishingly powerful.

Several titled Douluo were delighted to see such a soul skill, worthy of Wang Feng.

"Okay, okay~"

Wang Feng stood on the spot, feeling the power in his body. The fourth soul skill was both offensive and defensive, which just made up for his previous weakness. Although it was a strong attack system, it extremely lacked its own protection.

Now with the fourth soul skill, there is no need to worry about the above problems.

The soul ring problem was solved, several titled Douluo also came out to take a breather, and the group of five people happily returned to the direction of Wuhun City.

At this time, far away in the city of Notting, a middle-aged man took the hand of the six-year-old child next to him and slowly walked into Notting College.

"Are you the teacher here?" the child asked.

The middle-aged man shook his head, "I'm not the teacher here, but... they all call me... master!"