Douluo: I promise this is the last bowl of rice

"Wei Fan, so you are planning to intervene in this matter?"

Zhu Yi's eyes suddenly became cold.

"Ok!"

"I've wanted to beat you for a long time!"

He had agreed to come to Zhu's house this time on behalf of Zhu Zhuqing, and his purpose was to completely settle this matter.

He remembered that the Zhu family had sent a soul master named Du Jie to mess with him before. If it hadn't been for Zhu Zhuqing's matter, he would have jumped out and taught Zhu Yi a lesson.

"Arrogant boy!"

"Don't think that since you are the son-in-law of the Qibao Glazed Sect, our Zhu family will not dare to touch you."

"If you really want to take care of this matter today, then don't blame me for being rude!"

Zhu Yi's soul power surged, and the surging aura shrouded in the direction of Wei Fan. Although he said so, he was not careless when facing Wei Fan. Feng Zhan had said that this kid could take on the title fight. Luo two moves.

"It's usually useless to argue in Douluo Continent. Use your strength to beat them down first. Then what you say will make sense!"

Wei Fan rubbed Zhu Zhuqing's head, and the next moment a cold and biting breath came towards the ground in the direction of Zhu Yi.

Wherever he passed, a thick layer of frost suddenly condensed on the marble floor.

When the two breaths collided, Zhu Yi was instantly at a disadvantage!

The frost enveloped the entire Soul Fighting Platform in just an instant, and then expanded outwards. It only took two breaths to cover the surrounding area with a diameter of 200 meters.

Everyone under this layer of ice felt as if the speed of their soul power was about to stagnate.

The coldness all over their bodies made them shiver uncontrollably!

Zhu Yi was greatly surprised. This boy was really not simple.

Although he is an agility-based soul master and is not good at this kind of head-on confrontation, he is still a Soul Douluo, and logically speaking, he should not be suppressed by a Soul Saint.

It’s so crazy!

Wei Fan did not give Zhu Yi a chance to be stunned. When the range of the extremely cold glacier spread to its maximum range, a cannonball with a long ice-white tail flame was shot out suddenly.

Seeing this sudden attack, Zhu Yi did not panic at all. His toes were on the ground and his body was already rushing towards the cannonball.

As soon as he came up, he showed the speed of an agility attack type Contra. In just the blink of an eye, he was less than 20 meters away from the cannonball.

The next moment, his body rotated rapidly in mid-air, moving sideways several meters at lightning speed.

Although his body is a bit bulky, he is very flexible!

In the eyes of others, this situation was about to collide with the cannonball, but he easily avoided it and passed by the cannonball.

At the same time, his speed did not slow down and he rushed towards Wei Fan!

On the way forward, the sixth soul ring on his body suddenly flashed.

Zhu Yi’s sixth soul skill—Netherworld Possession!

With the increase of this skill, his speed, attack, and dodge rate are greatly improved, and it will have a penetration effect.

Under the influence of the Netherworld's possession, nearly foot-long sharp claws grew out of his hands, like sharp blades.

There is always a strong sense of violation when this kind of change in the hands appears on a tall and sturdy man.

The next moment, Zhu Yi crossed his hands in front of him and swung out. Ten half-moon-shaped cold lights nearly two meters across came from across each other, like a large net exuding coldness.

"Chichichichichi-"

A scalp-numbing sharp friction sound was heard, and the ten cold rays did not fall on Wei Fan's body, but were blocked by a suddenly erected ice wall.

Large swaths of ice flowers flew in the air due to the violent collision.

"What a great boy!"

After two battles, Wei Fan's strength shocked Shen Yan and several other elders.

They have all experienced the clan leader's skills, especially the penetration effect that comes with turning on the sixth soul skill, Nether Possession, which can penetrate even a steel plate more than a foot thick.

But after landing on the ice wall created by Wei Fan, it didn't penetrate it.

This is... terrifying!

Before, he didn't quite believe that Wei Fan could block the Title Douluo's attack, but now it seemed that this was very likely.

I just don't know how this kid escaped from the hands of a titled Douluo.

Curious!

Wei Fan had no intention of giving Zhu Yi any chance to breathe.

Stepping hard with his left foot, the surrounding water elements began to condense together.

Water element in the air, well, kitchen...

Wherever there is water, it is flowing in the direction controlled by Wei Fan's thoughts.

In just the blink of an eye, nine blue dragons made of water appeared in mid-air.

"Xuanbing Nine Dragons are destroyed!"

Under the control of his thoughts, nine blue dragons rushed towards Zhu Yi from nine different directions, blocking all escape routes.

The giant dragon let out waves of roars. During the dive, the water condensed into ice, and sharp dragon horns grew out of the dragon's head.

After seeing this attack, Zhu Yi suddenly felt panicked.

Why did he feel that Wei Fan did more than just block the Title Douluo's two attacks?

There's something wrong with this!

"The seventh soul skill, the real body of the civet cat!"

Zhu Yi shouted loudly. At this time, he knew that he could no longer hesitate.

Under the shroud of black light, Zhu Yi's body turned into a huge ghost civet, and all attributes were significantly improved.

"Meow--"

A murderous meow came out of the Nether Civet Cat's mouth.

He glared hard with his back foot and rushed in one direction.

Decades of accumulated combat experience told him that he would not be able to dodge the attacks of these nine water dragons if he did not release his martial soul in an attack of this level.

But... after releasing the martial soul's true form, he still couldn't escape!

Just as he successfully dodged the attacks of eight water dragons, the last blue dragon roared and crashed into him.

"boom--"

A terrifying muffled sound was heard in mid-air, and then the huge body of the Nether Civet slammed heavily onto the soul fighting platform.

The one-meter-thick granite floor suddenly cracked with a crack as wide as a fist.

At this time, Zhu Yi already felt that something was completely wrong!

This is definitely not an attack that Soul Saint can perform.

It’s so terrifying!

The most outrageous thing is that when he activated his martial spirit avatar, his dodge rate increased by [-]%, but even so, he still couldn't escape Wei Fan's attack.

This shows that this kid's mental power can already push him to the ground and rub him.

Although he didn't believe it in his heart, it was a fact!

"Come on, patriarch!"

"The patriarch will win!"

"..."

Seeing that Zhu Yi was at a disadvantage, several radical tribesmen began to get angry in their eyes.

Wei Fan is just a young boy under 20 years old now. If he loses like this, where will the Zhu family's face go?

If this matter spreads out, people in Xingluo City may have to keep their tail between their legs in the future!

This is a situation that none of their tribesmen want to see.

Therefore... Wei Fan must win!