Douluo V: I, One Punch Man, am invincible starting from Jie Hu Xiaowu

Shi Mo lowered his body and crouched down, preparing to punch Qin Liang in the chest like a normal person fighting.

"Wait!" Qin Liang waved his hand.

Shi Mo suddenly lost all his patience and yelled: "You kid, what's wrong?"

Facing his roar, Qin Liang still smiled broadly.

"You really don't use your soul skills? You just rely on your soul power to hit me? You have to know that if you punch me with a level 37 soul power, that's 30 soul gold coins."

It's not that Qin Liang underestimated him. As a level 37 soul master, he didn't need to use the invincible golden body at all.

Shimo: "..."

"Okay, you are arrogant enough. I am really beginning to like you. Forget it, I won't use all my soul power. I will spare your life."

Shi Mo stopped crouching and struck Qin Liang's chest with a punch.

"boom……"

The huge impact force collided, and a huge sound of flesh and flesh collided.

That's it.

The scene of Qin Liang lying down that Shi Mo wanted to see did not appear.

[Swallowing the Xuanwu Turtle’s talent Xuanwu True Body Defense, the defense performance is improved by two levels]

Qin Liang still had the same smile on his face, lowered his head and blew on his chest, as if he wanted to blow away the dust on his chest.

"Brother, it's not that good. The Soul Lord from before at least scratched my itch. You..."

He desperately wanted Shi Mo to use all his skills. The Xuanwu Turtle was a martial spirit comparable to the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, and it was also defensive.

He expected that Stone Mill would allow the Invincible Golden Body to advance to the next level.

Dugu Yan was happy underneath.

"Shimo, people say you're not even qualified to tickle him."

No matter how thick-skinned Shi Mo is with his "tortoise face", he can't stand being belittled like this by the soulless Qin Liang.

Strong soul power fluctuations rippled instantly.

Three circles of soul rings, two yellow and one purple, rose into the air.

Stone mill, cruel heart.

He gritted his teeth and said in a cold voice: "Boy, take back the contempt you just showed me and apologize to me. I can take back your soul skills."

Qin Liang decided to stimulate him again.

The smile on his face disappeared, a cold smile appeared on his livid face, and his tone showed undisguised disappointment.

"I had some expectations for you before, but I couldn't believe it. That's it."

"So what if I use all my soul skills?"

"Why don't you just tickle me?"

Shi Mo's rage was enough to mobilize all the power in his body into one punch.

One punch.

Before the punch came, the huge turtle's back had already spun around and cut Qin Liang's chest fiercely. Then, carrying the terrifying power of a sonic boom, Shi Mo hit Qin Liang's chest solidly with a punch.

On the stage, a strong wind blew up because of his punch.

Yu Tianheng shook his head in the audience and sighed: "A soulless person with such defensive power can be regarded as a genius. It's a pity that even if Shi Mo's punch can't kill him, he won't live long. "

Ye Lingling quietly walked a few steps to the stage.

She was worried about Qin Liang for some reason and was ready to heal him.

They did not know the specific circumstances of Qin Liang's challenge in Soto City these days.

But they knew how powerful Shi Mo's full blow was.

It is impossible for an ordinary person without soul power to receive Shimo's full blow.

The ending is always unexpected.

Qin Liang still stood there with his tied hands behind his back.

The chest of the shirt was in tatters.

The basalt tortoise shell that had just been stone-milled cut his shirt into several pieces of ragged cloth.

Nothing more.

There were no other injuries on Qin Liang's body.

Still standing there without any fluctuation in soul power, but the coldness on his face became even stronger.

Shi Mo had just punched with all his strength, and the Invincible Golden Body had no intention of advancing.

He said coldly: "Brother, can't you use some strength? Isn't this a waste of everyone's time?"

"what……"

Shi Mo fell into a state of madness, swinging his left and right fists in succession, hitting Qin Liang one punch after another.

No ordinary person can hit sandbags as fast as he does.

The faster he typed, the sweeter Xiaowu's voice was as he counted the numbers.

After all, every punch is worth soul gold coins.

"33...55..."

Mo Mo couldn't stand underneath. That was his younger brother. Where can he find so many soul gold coins to pay the bill?

Do the members of the Grand Fighting Team really want to default on their debts and run away?

"Boss Yu, we can't let the stone mill go on anymore, I have no money!"

Before Yu Tianheng could say anything, Lonely Goose moved.

The green phosphorus snake flew up to the table, rolled up the stone grinder, turned around and threw it in front of the graphite.

"Don't stop me, I will beat him to a pulp!"

Shi Mo kicked him and said angrily: "How about a spanking? Look at how many punches you've had."

Xiao Wu walked back and forth at the front of the stage holding a sign with both hands high, with a few huge words written on it: 68 punches.

Shi Mo suddenly hesitated: "Did I just punch him so many times?"

"Think carefully about where you can get so many soul gold coins to settle the bill!"

68 punches, 30 soul gold coins per punch, that is 2040 soul gold coins.

What's even more irritating is that Qin Liang, who is already topless, is sighing and shaking his handsome head.

"Oh, why are they all trash?"

"Can't a reliable soul master help me experience what it feels like to be beaten to the ground?"

This pretense made Lonely Yan very angry.

He jumped onto the stage.

"Boy, you are very arrogant. Let me ask you, is there no restriction on the use of soul skills for every punch?"

Meng Yiran stopped in front of Qin Liang, his voice colder than Lonely Goose: "My brother just got punched 68 times and needs to take a rest. You..."

Qin Liang waved his hand, squinted at Lonely Yan's towering chest and said, "It doesn't matter, you are here to compete in the Great Soul Arena, right? You seven, there is no limit to the number of times, you can come as you like!"

Ye Lenglen said softly from below: "Boss Yu, are we being despised again?"

Yu Tianheng snorted and remained silent.

The Royal Dou Team has suffered a huge humiliation this time. A mere ordinary person without any soul power has already forced their vice-captain to come forward.

Qin Liang stared at his chest, Lonely Yan was unhappy, and seemed unable to say anything.

You are dressed so revealingly and people stare at you. What else can you say?

He gritted his teeth and prepared to punch.

Meng Yiran stopped in front of Qin Liang again: "You can fight if you want, but first settle the previous 2040 soul gold coins."

"I……"

Lonely Yan has never suffered such resentment in his whole life, so he took out a money bag and threw it over.

"Ten thousand soul gold coins, get out of the way!"

She, the granddaughter of an old poisoner, is really rich.

The two brothers Shimomomo and Shimo below breathed a sigh of relief. On the other hand, Lonely Yan on the stage waved his hand and punched Qin Liang in the forehead.

As expected of the granddaughter of the old poisoner, she is quite sinister.

A punch hit Qin Liang firmly on the forehead. Qin Liang's life was fine, but his head felt a little dizzy.

[Swallowing green phosphorus and purple poison, poison attribute evolution, mysterious jade body evolution]

Dizzy, dizzy, the harvest is still quite big.

However, Lonely Yan's next punch made Qin Liang break into a cold sweat.

Her punch went straight to Qin Liang's lower body.