In Douluo, I became General Thunderbolt

With the spear in hand, Yang Wushuang's original cowardice disappeared, and his black eyes were full of seriousness.Although he is the youngest in the family, he is an out-and-out fighting maniac.

Just as Yang Wudi is obsessed with refining various medicines, he is obsessed with fighting, and he will not slack off as long as it is related to fighting.

It can be said that fighting is everything to him.

The yellow soul ring was always on, and the fluctuations in soul power were also very strong, but Yang Wushuang was not in a hurry to attack Mo Xiaojiu, and the cold tip of the spear was pointed at Mo Xiaojiu.

"You have consumed too much, so it would be unfair for me to strike first."

Yang Wushuang's voice was very childish, a bit like a female voice, so it sounded very nice. Mo Xiaojiu was stunned for a moment. She really didn't expect Yang Wushuang's voice to be so... soft.

"Then I'm welcome."

Mo Xiaojiu released his martial spirit calmly and unhurriedly, the long sword dream appeared with one heart, and the yellow soul ring shone.

The first soul skill: Divine Transformation·Evil Eyes Opening.

Yang Wushuang always held the soul-breaking gun tightly with a calm expression. All emotional changes seemed to have completely disappeared. Mo Xiaojiu could feel that Yang Wushuang's essence, energy, and spirit were completely condensed in his dark gun. Above the iron gun.

At this moment, Yang Wushuang straightened his back, and his body and soul were integrated into one body.

When Mo Xiaojiu came to him, he kicked the barrel of the gun, swung the spear forward, and pointed the tip of the gun at Mo Xiaojiu. The momentum of the gun went forward, and Yang Wushuang also moved forward with the spear, without any protection for himself. .

The Soul-Breaking Spear, the most important thing is momentum, it cannot be broken or established!

Mo Xiaojiu truly experienced what it meant that a bit of cold light arrived first, and then the gun came out like a dragon.

The spear seemed to pierce the air, and the sound of the strong wind filled his ears. Mo Xiaojiu was suppressed by Yang Wushuang and could not get even half a step closer to him.

The first soul ring continued to shine, and a trace of doubt flashed across Mo Xiaojiu's pretty face. Could it be that the soul skills attached to Yang Wushuang's first soul ring were also passive skills?

Otherwise, why would every shot be so powerful...

Mo Xiaojiu ducked down to avoid Yang Wushuang's spear thrust. The powerful soul power fluctuated. Mo Xiaojiu held the dream in hand and slashed towards Yang Wushuang with all his heart. However, Yang Wushuang did not retreat but advanced.

Isn't he afraid of me?

This is Mo Xiaojiu's only thought at the moment.

The long knife struck Yang Wushuang, but he was unharmed. On the contrary, Mo Xiaojiu was staggered by a sudden burst of momentum.

What just happened?

The first soul skill: Shock.

A burst of explosive energy bursts out from the body, which can shake off the opponent's restraints that are not strong enough, and make one's own momentum reach its peak in this explosion.

Mo Xiaojiu clearly felt that in the face of that terrifying momentum, his body became sluggish, and in his consciousness, it seemed as if he had been penetrated by that terrifying spear.

"Whose child is this? I thought that Tang Hao was already the strongest among the younger generation. I didn't expect that there was someone stronger than him." The White Tiger Sect's Guest Qing of the Lower Fourth Sect said, "Is it possible that Tang Hao's talent is too high?" Was it blown out?"

The lower four sects were already at odds with the upper three sects. How could they let go of this opportunity to add insult to injury and use their words to gain advantage?

Tang Hao just sat cross-legged to recover his soul power. Now, he was not interested in anything. He just wanted to absorb all the experience of today's battle, and then strive to become stronger in the next battle.

Yang Di watched the fight between Mo Xiaojiu and Yang Wushuang and nodded secretly. The most talented among the younger generation of the Po clan was Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang brothers, and both of them were obsessed with the Yang family's two special skills.

Yang Di hopes that in the near future, these two brothers can lead the Po Yi Clan to another peak together. After leaving the Haotian Sect, they need to be strong to gain a foothold on the Douluo Continent, and they are the future.

Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang are seven years old this year. Their martial arts awakened one year earlier than Mo Xiaojiu and Tang Hao. They are much better than Mo Xiaojiu and Tang Hao in terms of combat experience.That's why it seems to be stronger than Tang Hao and Mo Xiaojiu.

boom--

Yang Wushuang's shoulder hit Mo Xiaojiu hard. At such a close range, Mo Xiaojiu only had time to raise the lightning to protect him. The energy of the explosion collided with the shield formed by the lightning. It only took an instant. It shattered instantly, a trace of pride flashed in Yang Wushuang's eyes, and he did not stop there. Since the impact worked, he would take this opportunity to decide the outcome.

To be finished!

In order to stop Yang Wushuang, Mo Xiaojiu had to use his strongest means. The eyes of thunder and evil rays on his head became dark, and Mo Xiaojiu's momentum immediately overshadowed Yang Wushuang.

Mo Wengui in the audience clenched his fists. Although this move was not allowed to be used in this grand ceremony under his instructions, Mo Wengui was very convinced that if Mo Xiaojiu received that impact, it would really be possible. If you are seriously injured, the next game will become more and more difficult.

Yang Wushuang also noticed that his momentum was suppressed by Mo Xiaojiu. Just when he was about to distance himself to see the situation, he suddenly found that he could not move.Yang Wushuang's limbs were entangled in purple lightning at some point, and he couldn't break free even if he turned his soul power output to the maximum.

Was it the collision just now?

The blade of Meng Yixin hung in Yang Wushuang's erection, and the referee's voice came slowly.

"Mo Xiaojiu Sheng of the Mo family!"

The referee's voice fell, and Mo Xiaojiu also put away his martial spirit. Yang Wushuang returned to his previous timid appearance and looked at Mo Xiaojiu.Even though Mo Xiaojiu, who had lived for two generations, was almost uneasy when he looked at Yang Wushuang's clear eyes that seemed to see through everything.

Yang Wushuang asked curiously: "Did you break the purple shield just now yourself?"

"Yes."

Yang Wushuang said nothing more and walked towards the audience.

In the audience, Mo Wengui felt that he was losing face.Because he was also deceived by Mo Xiaojiu, he couldn't even listen to the boasts of other sects around him.

As soon as Yang Wushuang went down, Yang Wudi came up.

Although the two brothers are twins, it is completely unbelievable based on their appearance.

If Yang Wushuang showed cowardice, then Yang Wudi, just like his name, had his invincibility written all over his face, and he unswervingly believed that he was invincible.

"You can release the martial spirit."

They both have soul-breaking gun spirits, and they also have a yellow soul ring, but the auras emitted by Yang Wudi and Yang Wushuang are completely different.

Although Yang Wushuang would launch an attack without hesitation, Mo Xiaojiu felt that he was rational.When Yang Wudi held the spear, Mo Xiaojiu felt that Yang Wudi was crazy.

Mo Xiaojiu could clearly feel that strong desire to attack even if he was dozens of meters away.

"Game start!"

As soon as the referee gave the order, Yang Wudi's body moved.Mo Xiaojiu swung his sword and slashed out a purple thunderbolt. Yang Wudi slammed into him and then thrust out with a spear. Mo Xiaojiu could feel his strong will to have no hesitation.

So no matter what, it was impossible for his body to stop. Even if his body stopped, he still had to complete his attack.The spear and the long knife connected. Yang Wudi slapped the tail of the spear with his left hand. The spear suddenly accelerated and rushed towards Mo Xiaojiu's chest. This spear was full of killing aura.

What a terrible shot.

The tyrannical energy and the terrifying spear instantly pierced through Mo Xiaojiu's blockage, and the tip of the spear was already in front of Mo Xiaojiu.

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