Douluo: My Wuhun is actually myself

"Boom boom boom!!"

Sounds like a violent storm continued to sound.

The onlookers were frightened.

The shadows of Song Wuque's legs were ever-changing. Every time he kicked, Dai Mubai took a step back, touching everyone's hearts.

"This is not a soul ring skill, this is... a self-created soul skill."

After watching for a moment, Tang San was shocked.

The force of Fengshen's legs was long and continuous, and the attacks were like mercury pouring down the ground, penetrating into every hole, making Tang San's eyelids twitch wildly.

"Not only does this person have a perverted combination of soul rings, but his self-created soul skills are also terrifying. I don't know what kind of heaven-defying soul skills his two soul rings have. If I turn against this person, he will definitely be my lifelong enemy. "

"But if I use a hidden weapon to catch him off guard, I'm [-]-[-]% sure of killing him here. If I practice the top five hidden weapon techniques in the Tang Sect, I'll still be able to fight."

"If I make another one of the top ten hidden weapons in the Tang Sect, I can say that I am [-]% sure of killing him."

Tang San thought about his trump card, narrowed his eyes, and felt that he was good again.

But that's just what he thinks. Who knows what the reality is.

Ning Rongrong who was on the side pushed Xiao Wu and said with a smile: "Xiao Wu, what do you think of Song Wuque?"

Xiao Wu was stunned and said: "It's very strong. Although he is a second-level soul master, he forced Dai Mubai, who was level 37, to fight. If he were at the same level, Dai Mubai would definitely be killed instantly by him. There is no way The power to fight back.”

"You're right, but that's not what I'm talking about. What I'm asking is whether you think he's handsome." Ning Rongrong said.

"Hey, you're not attracted to him, are you? But you've seen his relationship with Zhu Zhuqing, right? They are lovers, you have no chance." Xiao Wu blinked her big eyes and smiled.

"That's because he doesn't know my identity. As long as I show my identity, he will definitely like me. I have thought about it. I want to compete fairly with Zhu Zhuqing and win Song Wuque." Ning Rongrong said confidently.

"Uh..." Xiao Wu was speechless now, not knowing how to answer her words.

Is she really a little witch who does something she knows is impossible?

But to be honest, Ning Rongrong was really moved.

She was born in the Qibao Glazed Sect, and her martial spirit is the Qibao Glazed Pagoda.

The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect is the richest sect in the entire continent, and the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda is recognized as the most powerful auxiliary martial spirit in the entire continent.

However, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Pagoda has a fatal weakness, that is, it has no fighting ability.

If enemies get close to you, killing them is like killing a chicken.

Therefore, the Qibao Glazed Sect has a sect rule.

For direct disciples, the requirement for choosing a mate must be a powerful fighting soul master.

Only powerful war soul masters can provide them with better protection and ensure their safety.

The appearance of Song Wuque undoubtedly brought a big impact to Ning Rongrong.

Song Wuque is handsome, has an abnormal combination of soul rings, and has superb fighting ability.

All conditions met Ning Rongrong's requirements for choosing a mate.

He is simply the perfect boyfriend, who wouldn’t love him?

Hum, if Song Wuque becomes my boyfriend, my father, including Grandpa Jian and Grandpa Bones, will definitely be very happy.

Hee hee hee!

As she thought about it, Ning Rongrong couldn't help but laugh.

Looks like a nympho.

At this time, she was already thinking about giving Song Wuque two buffs to help him fight.

And the battle, of course, continues.

Zhu Zhuqing's second soul ring glowed.

The Netherworld Hundred Claws shot out instantly and swept towards Ma Hongjun.

The attack power of the Netherworld Hundred Claws is extremely strong and has a penetrating effect. It is also extremely fast and has heavy claw shadows.

Ma Hongjun, who had consumed a lot of soul power, was hit continuously and his body was covered with scars. His body was blown away like a broken sack and fell to the ground, raising a large amount of dust.

At this time, Ma Hongjun looked very miserable, with scars and blood dripping all over his body. Even his arms had bright red blood falling continuously and flowing into the dust.

Zhu Zhuqing's consumption was also not small. She was panting, her forehead was dripping with sweat, and the clothes on her right arm were burned by Ma Hongjun's phoenix flames, revealing her jade-like skin.

The clothes on the lower abdomen were also burned with a fist-sized hole, and the spring light was looming.

But compared to Ma Hongjun's miserable situation, her situation was nothing.

It's not that Zhu Zhuqing's fighting ability is that much better than Ma Hongjun's.

Mainly because Ma Hongjun's soul power had been consumed by Song Wuque before the battle. Therefore, this battle could not be regarded as a fair battle from the beginning.

If Ma Hongjun was in his prime, it would be hard to say whether he would win or lose.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Ma Hongjun, who had fallen into the dust and hadn't gotten up for a long time, and said coldly: "You lost."

Ma Hongjun was silent.

He experienced two failures in one day, and his mentality had already collapsed.

Seeing that Ma Hongjun didn't respond, Zhu Zhuqing was too lazy to talk to him anymore. He walked aside and looked at the battle between Song Wuque and Dai Mubai.

Ma Hongjun looked at Zhu Zhuqing's back with resentment in his eyes, and thought of countless bold ideas in his mind.

But now he is covered in scars, and the top priority is to stop the bleeding. If the bleeding is allowed to continue, someone will die.

"Damn it, I have to go find Xiao Ao."

Ma Hongjun got up, glanced at Zhu Zhuqing fiercely, and then looked at Song Wuque, who was fighting with Dai Mubai, with some fear in his eyes, and limped toward the dormitory.

Tang San watched him leave, with no intention of stepping forward to help. He wanted to stay here and watch the battle between Dai Mubai and Song Wuque.

Tang San believed that watching the battle between two strong men was far more meaningful than helping the classmate he had just known for two days.

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"The first soul skill: White Tiger Body Barrier!"

Dai Mubai was kicked so hard that his blood surged. He shouted loudly and his first soul ring lit up at the same time.

A circle of white light enveloped him, forming a transparent protective shield.

Song Wuque's kicks hit the protective shield like raindrops, but he couldn't get any further and was completely blocked by the protective shield.

Immediately afterwards, Dai Mubai's second soul ring also lit up, and a huge white light condensed instantly. With a tiger roar, a ball of milky white energy spurted out from Dai Mubai's mouth.

The milky white energy ball was extremely fast and shot towards Song Wuque in mid-air.

It was Dai Mubai's second soul skill: White Tiger Fierce Light Wave, a long-range attack skill with powerful power.

In view of Dai Mubai's powerful soul power of level 37, Song Wuque did not dare to take on the white tiger's fierce light wave.

He stepped forward with his legs in the air, riding the strong wind and moved several meters across the air. He jumped and landed gracefully on the ground.

Immediately afterwards, the first soul ring and the second soul ring on Song Wuque's body shone brightly at the same time.

The first soul skill: soul power increase.

Song Wuque's soul power surged by 100% in an instant. The golden aura on his body was suffocating, and the billowing air waves made Dai Mubai's pupils shrink.

The second soul skill: agility increase.

Soul skill effect: Within 20 seconds, the agility attribute increases by 100%. Every time the soul power increases by 1 level, the lasting effect can be increased by 1 second, and the agility attribute increases by 1%.

When the two skills were used at the same time, Song Wuque's soul power suddenly exploded, and his speed also surged. Both speed and strength reached an astonishing level.

"The fourth style of Fengshen Kick: Thunder, Li, Wind, Xing!"

Song Wuque shouted loudly, and his legs shot out, as fast as thunder, and his legs were like strong wind, and kicked Dai Mubai.

It was like a bolt of lightning struck.

The light shines.

Dai Mubai was stunned, the white tiger's protective barrier instantly shattered, and his body was kicked up with a loud bang.

Following the sound, Dai Mubai spat out a large mouthful of blood, his head went blank, and his body was smashed ten meters away like a stone. Where the body landed, a wooden house collapsed and exploded, sawdust flying, and smoke filling the sky. Flying.

The sound of "crack, click, click" kept ringing. It was not known whether the wood was broken or Dai Mubai's bones were broken. Countless wooden boards and beams directly buried Dai Mubai underneath.

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