Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

This child is very confident, which is the biggest feeling Tailong gave his little aunt.

This child is also very miserable. This is the final conclusion that the little aunt made for Tai Lung.

Seeing the two people walking out of the classroom together, Dugu Yan couldn't help but said: "Is there something that this silly kid can't think of?"

"Haha, what else are you talking about, brothers? You're talking so righteously, but you're not jealous!" Ye Lingling curled his lips.

"I don't like the way he looks at us!" Zhu Zhuqing had no expression on his face and stood up coldly and followed him.

"Let's go and have a look too!" Dugu Yan held Ye Lingling's hand and followed Zhu Zhuqing leisurely.

"Dean, I heard that Yang Pojun is a soul sect, but all his soul rings are ten years old. Can he beat Tailong?" Jiangzhu blinked his big eyes and looked at Liu with some curiosity. Two dragons.

"You'll know if you go and see it?" Liu Erlong had a mysterious smile on his face and waved his hand, asking Jiang Zhu to follow.

"Jing Ling, don't you go and take a look?" Huang Yuan raised his legs and was about to leave when Huang Yuan turned around and looked at the tomboy who was still sitting in the corner.

"You don't have to read it to know the ending. Do you think the dean will let him be the captain for no reason?" She laughed sinisterly, and the pseudo-mother seemed to have expected the ending.

"Tch, how would you know without a beating?" Huang Yuan laughed contemptuously, then ignored the transvestite and walked out quickly.

As for who will be the captain, Huang Yuan actually doesn't care, because he is not stupid. He is a few pounds and a few taels, but he still has some B numbers in his heart. No matter how he takes the turn, it will not be his turn.

However, he was very curious about Yang Pojun. He was obviously a soul sect, but he didn't even have a century-old soul ring. This was a bit too strange.

Of course, apart from that, what interests Huang Yuan the most is, how did this guy do it, so that he could make three stunning beauties fall in love with him?

……

"Come on!" After following Tai Long to a spacious classroom, Yang Pojun looked at Tai Long who looked sure of victory and smiled.

To be honest, Yang Pojun has always maintained a normal attitude towards Tai Lung, including Tai Lung. Even though Tai Lung changed his name from "boss" to "Xiao Jun", he did not have any fluctuations.

Because he knows that people with different Taoism will not conspire against each other...

Looking at Yang Pojun's lewd smile, Tailong always felt that something was wrong.

Tai Long frowned, and after thinking for a while, he felt that he might have been affected by Yu Tianheng, so he felt this way.

"Well, Yu Tianheng is a waste, but I am not!" After secretly mocking Yu Tianheng, Tailong felt happy...

After looking up and seeing everyone gathered, Tai Lung nodded and said, "Come on then."

Although he didn't care about Yang Pojun in his heart, Tailong was still very cautious after learning from Yu Tianheng's mistakes.

Without saying much, he directly released his martial spirit.

With a low growl, his body changed rapidly.

His whole body suddenly swelled, and his already huge body grew in size almost in the blink of an eye. The eight-pack abs on his chest exuded a metallic sheen like a rock.

His arms were extended and hung down to his knees. A layer of black hair was attached to the thick arms. If he hit his chest a few times harder, he would definitely be an alien version of Tarzan.

"Tai Long, the mighty orangutan of the martial spirit, the 37th-level assault-type war soul master, please advise."

The moment the martial spirit possessed him, surging power filled his body, and Tailong's heart surged with pride, bursting out with the courage to face thousands of troops alone.

Looking at the three best soul rings flashing on Tai Long's body, Yang Pojun couldn't help but reveal a strange smile on his face.

"Yang Pojun, martial soul blood dragon soul-shaking gun, level 56 attack-type battle soul king, please enlighten me!"

"Soul... Soul King?"

Tai Long, who was still high-spirited at first, saw that Yang Pojun's body was covered with five white soul rings, his face suddenly stiffened, and he swallowed subconsciously.

The corners of his eyes twitched, and his expression became even more ugly!

"Soul King?" Tailong couldn't help but be confused. Jiangzhu, Huang Yuan, and Jing Ling, who was hiding in the dark, all had dull expressions on their faces.

How could he be the Soul King?

Isn't this scientific?

Finally breaking free from the sluggishness, Tai Lung looked hesitant. He began to regret a little, regretting his recklessness just now. He should have asked clearly before launching a challenge...

Although the soul ring on Yang Pojun's body is still white, Tai Long really doesn't have confidence in his level 57 soul power...

However, the heroic words have already been spoken. As the chief of Lanba Academy, if he just backs down in front of the dean and other students, he will have no shame in coming out again in the future...

so awkward……

Fight or fight?

so tangled……

"Can we start?" To be honest, Yang Pojun was a little disappointed with Tailong's performance.

This was just a sparring match, not a life-and-death fight. As a soul master, Tailong's performance was obviously unqualified.

Thinking back on when I challenged the Soul Saint and Soul Douluo at the level of a great soul master, I had never felt timid.

Only the belief in victory can unleash powerful strength. If you surrender before fighting, this competition is meaningless!

"But... it's alright..."

With his throat rolling and gritting his teeth, Tailong stammered and replied. Now, he could only rely on Yang Pojun to be just a showman.

However, Yang Pojun was destined to disappoint Tailong.

As soon as he finished speaking, Tailong noticed that Yang Pojun's whole aura suddenly changed. The gentleness just now was gone forever, and his piercing eyes instantly became sharp, as if he could see into people's hearts.

Looking into his eyes, Tai Long seemed to feel a real murderous intention...

This put Tai Lung under great pressure, and he almost gave up the duel and turned away.

However, this was only the beginning. Yang Pojun's momentum was still rising. Almost in a breath, his whole body was like a sharp blade.

Tai Lung felt like he was locked by a force of energy. His whole body felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his back felt like a snake was crawling across it. He felt like he was hovering on the edge of life and death.

Unconsciously, a layer of cold sweat broke out on my forehead!

"Ah -" In despair, Tai Long roared angrily and stopped looking at Yang Pojun's sharp eyes. The soul ring under his feet flashed suddenly, and then he suddenly pounced on him.

The green bricks on the soles of his feet cracked and cracked, and Yang Pojun's figure disappeared instantly...

"boom--"

"puff--"

The hard barrel of the gun hit his chest. Tai Lung felt burning pain and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

The battle broke out in an instant and ended in an instant!

A figure flew out like lightning, and then a figure followed.

The blood dragon soul-shaking gun was pressed against Tai Lung's throat, and the tip of the gun made a bloody gash on his neck.

Tai Lung was breathing heavily, like someone who was about to drown, and his whole body was soaked with sweat...

Tai Long raised his head and looked at Yang Pojun with a complicated expression: "I lost..."

"It's not shameful to lose to a soul king. Only when you know your shame and then be brave can you work hard!" Withdrawing his martial soul, Yang Pojun walked out of the classroom in low spirits.

Human tragedy!

It's a human tragedy!

Huang Yuan looked at Yang Pojun's back with all kinds of emotions in his heart, including jealousy, fear, and a hint of happiness.

Jealousy is of course because of his affair.

I'm afraid because this guy is so terrifying. He defeated level 37 Talon in one move!

As for being lucky?

Of course, it's because he is his teammate. The stronger his teammates are, the further he will go in the Soul Master Competition. The further he goes, the higher his reputation will be, and the more people will pay attention to him in the future.

This is definitely a dream for a poor soul master.

Jing Ling, who was hiding in the shadows, looked at Yang Pojun's back, with an inexplicable light shining in his eyes. With such a strong teammate, I'm afraid we won't have to play supporting roles in this Soul Master Competition anymore...

Compared to Jing Ling and Huang Yuan, Jiangzhu's mood at the moment was even more emotional. She stared blankly at Yang Pojun leaving quietly, Jiangzhu's eyes were shining.

He is so powerful...

Hey……

I'm afraid there's no hope...

Jiangzhu glanced at the three girls who left with a tasteful glance, and Jiangzhu's eyes suddenly became a lot more lonely...