Douluo: I don't need Wuhun to fight you

"Are you a soul master?" Tang San called out with eyes full of anger, "If this is the case, then use the soul master's method to solve the problem!".

"Okay!", Wang Lin was expressionless, and his pupils were filled with coldness after the Overlord Color was activated.

With a twist of Tang San's wrist, two spirit rings floated down on him one after another.

Yellow, yellow.

The two soul rings spun rapidly on the soles of his feet, and in his hands, a thick blue silver grass emerged quietly and grew rapidly.

"Tang San, a level 29 weapon soul master, Wuhun Blue Silver Grass!", Tang San sternly said, "Call out your Wuhun!".

Wang Lin pulled off the one-ton black gloves and said with a smile, "Come here directly, I don't need Wuhun to fight with you!".

After listening, Tang San was taken aback, somewhat humiliated.

Dai Mubai, who was watching the battle from the sidelines, sneered at Wang Lin's arrogance.

He had just fought Tang San, if he hadn't had the third spirit ring, he would have been almost defeated by Tang San as a level 37 spirit master.

Dai Mubai hugged the two beauties and sneered while shaking his head, "That arrogant soul master must be looking down on useless martial souls like Lan Yincao...".

"You don't need Wuhun to fight Tang San, soon he will know what it means to be slapped in the face~~" With a thorny long sigh, Dai Mubai continued to be intimate with the two beauties.

He seemed to have already guessed the outcome of this spirit fight.

"Are you underestimating me?" Tang San found out, it must be because the martial spirit he used was Blue Silver Grass, so he was looked down upon by the strange man in front of him.

"There are no waste spirits, only waste soul masters!".

After all, Tang San waved his arm, the first spirit ability 'Entwining' was activated quietly, and countless thick blue and silver grass rushed in all directions, all attacking Wang Lin.

Wang Lin doesn't dodge or dodge, this time he really doesn't plan to use Wuhun, nor does he use the seven heaven-defying abilities.

He wanted to fight Tang San as a Blue Star, with only four tons of protective gear on his body, and the combat experience he had trained in the Great Soul Arena.

Facing the countless blue and silver grasses rushing towards him, Wang Lin wasn't nervous at all.

He stood on tiptoe, bounced left and right, and then clenched his fists, a fist wind like a wind blade burst out, instantly stirring up a strong storm, cutting all the blue silver grass coming from all directions.

Countless fragments of blue silver grass fell from the sky.

When a severed Blue Silver Grass fell under Tang San's feet, Tang San realized it.

This strange man is not arrogant.

"My Blue Silver Grass is tough enough to withstand Dai Mubai's White Tiger Claw, but it will be easily crushed by a fist wind?".

Looking at the fragments of blue silver grass constantly falling down, Tang San's eyes widened.

But he didn't fall into consternation for too long, the battle experience of the two worlds allowed him to quickly adjust his state.

Xuantian Kungfu, Xuanyu Hand, Ziji Demon Eyes and other unique skills of the Tang Sect were performed together, and Tang San flashed in front of Wang Lin with a strange speed that did not belong to a control-type soul master.

Controlling the crane and catching the dragon, with a silent recitation, Tang San's hands turned into sapphires exuded a cold air. He nimbly grasped Wang Lin's hands, trying to throw Wang Lin high.

Just when Tang San was about to throw Wang Lin into the air, he froze.

"It can't be pulled?", and continued to exert force, but still failed to shake Wang Lin in the slightest.

Wang Lin has protective gear weighing up to four tons, and Tang San, whose body is not yet fully developed, has a low spirit power of level 29.

No matter how hard Tang San tried, he couldn't throw Wang Lin up.

In desperation, Tang San had no choice but to throw Wang Lin over his shoulder, smashing Wang Lin to the ground.

The next second, Tang San was stunned again, still unable to move! ?

Is he wearing super heavy armor?

In panic, Tang San began to analyze, when he suspected that Wang Lin was wearing heavy armor, he denied this conjecture again.

Because the clothes on Wang Lin are no different from those worn by ordinary people.

Just when Tang San couldn't figure it out, Wang Lin kicked Tang San's back.

The one-ton-high leggings fabric, under Wang Lin's sudden kick, can imagine the power it exploded.

I saw Tang San flying upside down, hitting the wall heavily.

"Little San! Brother!", Xiao Wu eagerly ran to Tang San's side and helped him up, "Brother~".

Wang Lin clapped his hands, "Do you still fight?".

"Hit!" With a loud shout, Xiao Wu immediately possessed her spirit, and her first spirit skill 'Waist Bow' was activated suddenly.

With her agility, she rushed towards Wang Lin.

In the blink of an eye, Xiao Wu flashed behind Wang Lin, and was about to clamp Wang Lin's neck with scissor legs to maximize the power of the waist bow.

However, in the face of Xiao Wu's sneak attack, Wang Lin had already prepared for it.

He squatted down lightly, as if he had predicted in advance, and directly avoided the legs caught by Xiao Wu.

Wang Lin stood up abruptly, and hit Xiao Wu's waist with a roundabout kick. The terrifying kick sent Xiao Wu flying against the wall.

This time, Xiao Wu's small body made a big hole in the wall.

Seeing this scene, Tang San was like a crater about to erupt, "Xiao Wu----------".

The high-pitched roar was deafening, he no longer cared about it, and took out several thin silver needles from the soul guide at his waist.

Xuanyu hand, Ziji Demon Eye activated, Tang San kept throwing out these thin silver needles with strange techniques.

Countless thin silver needles flew towards Wang Lin like a swarm of bees.

Following Flender's example, Wang Lin raised his hand and waved a translucent wall of soul power condensed.

The improvement of his soul power is almost always in battle, while improving the control of soul power slowly.

The density of the soul power is extremely full and thick. Among soul masters of the same level, there is absolutely no one with more domineering soul power than Wang Lin.

This kind of domineering soul power, the soul power wall condensed is also very strong.

Wang Lin is a soul master of level 38, and has a terrifying configuration of yellow, purple and black soul rings.

Tang San, a level 29 great soul master, is just Huang Huang's standard match.

Even if the thin silver needle he threw had an increase in soul power, it was impossible to penetrate the wall of soul power sacrificed by Wang Lin.

Sure enough, the thin silver needles hit the translucent wall of soul power like a rainstorm, and finally fell to the ground one after another, making a metallic sound.

Seeing that the thin silver needle's sneak attack was ineffective, Tang San immediately used Ghost Shadow Mistracking to get behind Wang Lin with strange steps.

With a leap, a poisonous iron needle suddenly popped out of Tang San's shoe, kicking Wang Lin's side shoulder viciously.

The overlord's color was cast, and the extremely deterrent overlord's color turned into circles of ripples, which quickly spread outward, impacting Tang San's soul, and at the same time, the physical attack of the overlord's color shattered the vicious iron needles under Tang San's feet.

Wang Lin landed a roundabout kick on the side of Tang San's face, and there was a muffled sound, which made Tang San's facial muscles shake again and again, and the dentary bones were about to be broken apart by this roundabout kick.

Vomiting a few mouthfuls of stomach acid, Tang San staggered to the ground covering his side face, took a few steps back to stabilize his figure.

Tang San had undergone special training in the Tang Sect, even though he was beaten so embarrassingly, he still didn't give up the chance to attack.

He is like a wild beast, he will not stop attacking until he kills the opponent.

No matter how ruthless and merciless, a method that can put your opponent to death is a good method!

Thinking of this, the sleeve arrow hidden in Tang San's arm quietly shot out without any warning, straight to Wang Lin's heart.

This sleeve arrow is highly poisonous, and it is shot from the dark, so it is impossible to defend against it, even if

Wang Lin's Sharingan opened, and the rapidly spinning Sangouyu captured the flight path of the Xiujian.

He took out a special pistol from his waist pocket, and loaded a golden bullet into the special pistol with Qi training technique.

The button of the transmitter was turned, and a golden light burst out from the muzzle of the gun, flashing towards the flying poisonous sleeve arrow.

Keng--------

The sleeve arrow, which was also made of metal, collided with the bullet quickly, producing a harsh metal collision sound.

Immediately, the sleeve arrows that resisted the bullets were shattered one by one by the bullets, and finally flew into Tang San's right shoulder.

A pool of bright red blood splashed out, Tang San's right shoulder was hit by a bullet.

The force of the bullet knocked Tang San back a few meters, and he fell to the ground.

While moaning, Tang San clutched his right shoulder and rolled on the ground, screaming heart-piercingly.

Wang Lin's gun was aimed at Tang San's heart, and his index finger had already rested on the button of the transmitter. With just one thought, Tang San would be shot to death.

The transmitter button was pressed, a golden light came out from the muzzle of the gun, and flew towards Tang San's heart, like lightning flashing, extremely fast.