Umbrella of Douluo continent

The audience looked at Su Muqiu who was wearing a mask. He had an average figure, but still looked a bit weak. Everyone was still somewhat confused about Su Muqiu's mask. Some people thought that he was afraid of losing face, so he put on the mask.

Fu San on the other side has strong limbs, broad shoulders, and a tall chest, as strong as steel piles.This is a thick-lined man with thick eyebrows, dark skin, broad shoulders, and a tall stature, standing like a stone tower.

Fu San looked at Su Muqiu who was slowly walking up and said, "Hey, little brother, don't be afraid, we are discussing friendship."

Su Muqiu said calmly: "Oh, I'm not afraid."

Fu San said: "Huh, let's let our strength speak for itself."

The host said: "The good sides can't wait any longer. I announce the start of the game."

Fu San was the first to reveal his martial soul. A heavy black iron sword floated in front of him, and three yellow, yellow and purple soul rings on his body rose from his feet.

Su Muqiu looked at Fu San's Black Iron Sword, and vaguely felt that this sword was so powerful and unusual. There was a faint red light in the deep black body of the sword.

Su Muqiu no longer hesitated and showed off her martial spirit Thousand Chance Umbrella, but the Thousand Chance Umbrella that came out stood on Su Muqiu's head in the form of a gun, with the same three yellow, yellow and purple soul rings rising from the soles of her feet.

The golden light instantly made the originally bright arena a bit dazzling.In Su Muqiu's martial spirit, there was a sound of dragon roaring in the shadow.Under such a powerful aura, even the Black Iron Sword felt a slight sense of oppression.

Fu San was not surprised. He rushed up and said, "Huh, just pretending, I'm on."

Su Muqiu looked at Fu San who was rushing towards him, and without any hesitation, he directly blasted him with a heavy cannon.

Seeing this, Fu San struck hard with the Black Iron Sword, and Su Muqiu's shell was directly split into two halves.There wasn't even a chance of explosion.

Seeing Fu San splitting the cannonball with his sword, Su Muqiu's eyes became serious, and her intuition told Su Muqiu that this person was difficult to deal with.

Fu San rushed up and said, "Little brother, is this your power alone?"

After saying that, Fu San stabbed Su Muqiu directly in the chest. Su Muqiu saw this and stepped away to dodge. However, how could Fu San give him a chance? He immediately swept his heavy sword across. Seeing that Su Muqiu couldn't dodge, he could only block it with the Thousand Manifestations Umbrella.

"Tap, tap, tap, tap."

After blocking it, Su Muqiu instantly felt some numbness and even a little pain in her arm.

Seeing that Su Muqiu was able to withstand it, Fu San slashed again. After Su Muqiu resisted again, her knees weakened and she couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground.

Fu San said honestly: "Hey, little brother, my black iron sword weighs ninety-nine and 81 kilograms, you can't bear it."

After saying that, he slashed at Su Muqiu again.After Su Muqiu heard what he said, she looked at the black iron sword that was attacking him, and struck the muzzle hard against the ground.Su Muqiu was bounced more than ten meters and successfully avoided Fu San's heavy blow.

Su Muqiu said in a cold voice: "It's my turn."

Su Muqiu once again fired gunfire at Fu San, but Fu San either dodged it or was cut off by him. It can be said that it had no effect.

Fu San said: "If this is all you have, then just admit defeat."

"Oh. Really?"

Su Muqiu fired at him again, but this time the shells were not one shot, but several consecutive shots without any pause.

Fu San obviously didn't expect Su Muqiu's martial spirit to be able to attack like this, so he could only dodge by moving around like crazy. However, for a powerful spirit master equipped with his own black iron sword, no matter how fast he was, Su Muqiu's attack coverage would not be enough. .

Although he resisted some, he was still blown to pieces.When the dust cleared, everyone saw a black-headed and dirt-faced Fu San, with many holes burned into his clothes.

"Cough cough."

Fu San coughed at the two of them, patted the dust on his clothes, and scolded: "Damn it, my new clothes."

Su Muqiu apologized and said, "Oh, I'm sorry."

Fu San said harshly: "If I don't beat you down, my surname will not be Fu."

Fu San rushed towards Su Muqiu again, and at the same time, the yellow light from the first soul ring behind him was injected into the Black Iron Sword. This time, Fu San was much faster than before, both in speed and strength.

It hit the ground where Su Muqiu had escaped, and a long crack appeared directly, with a trace of smoke rising from the crack.

Su Muqiu used Shadow Step to avoid Fu San's attacks, and from time to time she would bombard him with guns and cannons.

The entire arena was filled with the smell of gunpowder.

Liu Shihai said: "Why don't you, Third Brother, attack? It makes me anxious to death."

Sun Yuhao: "He is looking for opportunities."

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In the process of chasing Fu San, his physical and soul power were constantly being consumed. He also wanted to not use soul power, so that he could not keep up with the speed of the little guy in front of him.

This time Su Muqiu didn't shoot continuously. Behind him, the third soul ring quietly lit up.

Another cannonball flew out, but Fu San didn't pay attention, thinking that Su Muqiu's soul power was almost exhausted, so he could only fire it one after another.

However, Su Muqiu said two words to Fu San: "It's over."

Then Fu San looked at the cannonball that was fired at him, and was about to break it. After the contact, the cannonball exploded directly, and Fu San was hit hard. However, when he stood up with some difficulty, the previously exploded cannonball became Eight stabbing projectiles fell, and Fu San had no time to dodge.

Just like that, Su Muqiu was knocked unconscious by the explosion. Su Muqiu's third soul ring was also evolved by Zhulong when he was in the spiritual sea. Its age has evolved from 40 years to 3000 years. One can imagine the power of this soul ring. How big it will be, if you dare to attack it forcefully, you are simply courting death.

There were no cheers from the surrounding audience, who were all shocked by this sudden change. Fu San, who was still in the upper hand before, suddenly fell to the ground.

The host seemed to have seen this kind of scene too many times, and there was nothing strange about it. He walked up to the ring and said: "I announce that in this game, our fighting soul master Gunslinger won, with a record of one win and zero losses. Fu San's record, two Ten wins, six losses. Please go backstage to register your points."

Su Muqiu took back her martial spirit and walked down the stage leisurely. After leaving the stage, Chen Chen and the others surrounded her.

Chen Chen asked: "Lao San, is that your third soul skill?"

Su Muqiu looked at them with a smile and said, "It's one of my third soul skills. I have more than one third soul skill." Of course Su Muqiu would not bring one to herself that day when the red dragon entered the stone pillar in her spiritual sea. If he told them about the soul ring, he didn't think they would believe it.

Liu Shihai said speechlessly: "Why is it so perverted? It makes me look weaker."

Su Muqiu comforted: "Fourth, your existence is the core of our team. After all, I learned from the teacher that there is no auxiliary spirit that can add different effects at the same time like you."