Douluo's dark martial arts

Pong!

The boots covered with black iron armor were hidden in the spewing purple evil fire. In Tiqi's scarlet eyes, Ma Hongjun's kick quickly magnified in his field of vision, but the hot flame wave was like the queen's whip. Although there was feeling on his face, it was limited to some emotion.

Tata open!

With the rapid rotation of his waist, Ma Hongjun launched a sweeping kick that was rounded and directed towards Tiqi's temple. The evil fire attached to his feet was also compressed on the front side that was about to be touched, preparing for the explosion behind.

Tiqi was immune to high temperatures, which resulted in the three soul rings on Ma Hongjun having almost no effect on him. On the contrary, the Xuantian Baolu given by Tiqi gave him a relatively more effective method.

bang~

A muffled sound was heard, and Tiqi, who was standing on the spot, raised his hand to receive Ma Hongjun's "sharp" kick. The moment his palm came into contact with the evil fire, the evil fire suddenly exploded, and the scattered fire light immediately covered Tiqi's entire head. engulf,

The huge explosion attracted people who were on alert not far away. When they saw that the sound was coming from the direction of Ma Hongjun, the tension on their faces quickly relaxed.

Immediately afterwards, Tiqi's plain voice came under the firelight. As the firelight dissipated, that fearful face was revealed intact.

"My brain is quite good. I use my metal boots instead of the soles of my feet and use my toes to make up for my shortcomings in kicking.

It's a pity that you were too lazy before. If you were more diligent, maybe your achievements now would be greater than Dai Mubai's. "

Kicking is like using fists in close combat. It is a combat skill that must be mastered by melee soul masters. Normally, the kicking point is nothing more than the sole of the foot, the instep, and the lower end of the tibia.

According to the nouns used by Tiqi in his previous life, they can also be called kicks, whip kicks, and sweep kicks.

Different force points have different purposes. Kicks tend to be point-breaking, which is very common in Chuanwu and Neon Kickboxing.

The whip kick is the signature of Sanda. The kick is fast enough and can be used to score points or perform some cold moves.

Sweeping kicks are the signature of Muay Thai. They emphasize strong and heavy power, and destroy the opponent's defense with a strong frontal force.

These are relatively common methods, but in less than two weeks, Ma Hongjun has found a method that is more suitable for him than these three.

Directly relying on the Xuantian boots on his feet, he relied on foreign objects to allow his fragile toes to hit with more power than kicking. For a person who has just practiced kicking, this can be regarded as using his brain.

"You monster!"

Ma Hongjun looked at Tiqi with an ugly face, who was reaching out to pat away the flames on his clothes. Although the other person was praising him, when the words reached his ears, they were no different from insults.

As he completed the Xuantian Technique and mastered more and more methods, he not only did not gain confidence due to the improvement of his strength, but on the contrary, he felt more and more desperate.

I want to ask who among the soul masters of the same level can be the opponent of this monster. Without opening the martial soul, he is immune to the effects of the three systems of ice, fire and poison, and his physical strength is comparable to that of a beast martial soul soul master.

After opening the martial spirit, he used terrifying melee suppression power. If he was accidentally sucked into the dark martial spirit, he might not even need to buy an urn.

"Don't be so desperate. You have to take your time when it comes to revenge. If it doesn't work, you can kill the mobs first, right?"

Tiqi let go of Ma Hongjun's soles and looked extremely tolerant towards the guy who wanted to kill him. He was as tolerant as if he had been taken away by a certain holy mother.

"Hey~ The boss is not a human being again, Oka, you have to be careful, don't die in the hands of this turkey one day,"

On the hillside not far away, Lafitte was in his usual responsible state. With his superhuman eyesight, he could clearly see the fight between Tiqi and Ma Hongjun.

Fan Oka, who was leaning on the tree trunk and watching the surroundings with his soul guide eyes, shrugged boredly and said disapprovingly,

"It's just a catfish. We should worry about those lazy Beast Legion. What are we worried about? Are we afraid that we will be killed by a young soul sect?"

Tiqi acquiesced in Ma Hongjun's attitude towards his subordinates. Not to mention the people around them, everyone knew about the beast mercenary army who stayed in Soto City for training.

This may be a characteristic of the evil camp,

If you were in the camp of other good people, this kind of operation would undoubtedly arouse doubts from many people. However, in the evil camp, even if you feel disgusted, you should keep your mouth shut.

"Now we are like sardines that have just been caught. Before the chaos, we really need one or two sea catfish to keep us alert at all times.

Otherwise, when the empire really gets into chaos, we are likely to suffer a big loss. "Van Oka squinted his eyes and secretly observed Lafitte's expression.

There is no dissatisfaction, or the dissatisfaction is suppressed in the bottom of the heart, and no one dares to try the consequences of resistance.

After the sparring session ended, Ma Hongjun turned around and flapped his wings before disappearing in front of Tiqi. Looking at the opponent's leaving back, Tiqi did not stop him.

Anyway, it will be the same wherever the other party goes. As long as Ma Hongjun wants to master Xuantian Baolu, he needs Tiqi to give him guidance now.

what?

Realize on your own?

Don't be kidding, if I give you a calculus book, it would take you several decades to learn it without any teacher?

Ma Hongjun's talent is certainly good. He can transform from a lazy good-for-nothing into a Phoenix God that most soul masters will never become. His talent in cultivation is visible to the naked eye.

However, understanding is different from cultivation. Xuantian Baolu is very complicated. Without Tang Sect's influence, it would be impossible for him to understand it thoroughly on his own.

"Okay, let's continue on our way. We'll arrive in Notting City before dark. Have you brought the paper figures I want to buy?"

Tiqi raised his hand to brush away the dust on his shoulders. As he spoke, San Juan had already arrived and replied in a dull voice,

"I've got everything, including the... 36-cup paper mannequin, and those paper mannequins with different styles of martial souls."

"What kind of martial soul mutation? That's called Beast Ear Girl, can't you have some taste?"

Teach rolled his eyes at San Juan in disgust, waved his hand and said,

"Then let's hurry up and let the convoy set off. It has been delayed for more than four months from Wuhun City to now. I am afraid that the transfer order from Tiandou City will be sent here soon."

Time flies really fast. Even if Tiqi wants to break through the seventy-level soul power in four months, it will be impossible.

The matter of breaking through the Soul Saint can only be considered after arriving in the far north. Although the time is very loose now, the only thing that can be done for him is to form an army of beasts and return to Notting City for a look.

"I don't know what it will be like in five years. I hope Tang San won't be too confident in the past few years, otherwise the feeling of falling from a high place will be terrible."

Tiqi looked at the crows flying in the sky, his cold teeth exposed at the corners of his mouth, but...

A piece of hot bird shit fell down, vomit! ! !