Chapter 447 People usually call me Shura

Facing the old man's question, Tang San's face covered with blue scales showed doubts just as he got up from the ground.

These three obviously strange spirits are placed here. He also showed the spirit rings just now, and asked if they were spirit masters?
"Old man, I didn't lie to you, before contacting the paladin, the old man was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person without soul power.

"The old man has lived for 67 years. From the age of 12, under the guidance of Tian Benmian, he started to contact soul masters and martial arts. He began to fight frequently with soul masters. At first, he lost more than he won.

"From the age of 40, you can master it, and you can easily fight against a fifty-level soul master.

"There are many soul masters who lost to the old man, and there are also many soul masters who won the old man.

"But soul masters like you..."

The old man saw Tang San's doubts, shook his head, his contempt was evident.

"It can be said that apart from a strong martial soul and the physical fitness that the martial soul gives you, you are not even as good as a thug raised by a nobleman!"

"What did you say?!" Tang San's blue scales almost turned red in an instant. God Shura said he was useless. He had nothing to say. ;
Wuhundian and most of the soul masters said he was useless, and he endured it, after all, he couldn't beat him.

How dare a former ordinary person call him trash?Still belittle him so low?
At worst, he is also a part of the lower ranks of geniuses!

"Do you want me to tell you about your shortcomings? In your first attack, you made a mistake that almost no soul master would make. When the opponent was prepared, and when the opponent's strength was unknown, the purpose of the attack was too obvious, and there was no follow-up. hand.

"For the first time, it can also be attributed to your overconfidence and contempt for others, which is also what you show from the bottom of your eyes.

"There are many young soul masters who feel that they are number one in the world and look down on others, and it's normal for you to be at your age.

"As for the second attack, no one with a little bit of combat awareness would make such a choice, so let's make it empty?"

The old man's gaze became sharp, looking at Tang San and the two beside him like sharp swords.

"What's the matter with the sky?!" Tang San laughed back angrily, an ordinary person without soul power commented on how the once supreme god king fought? !
"First of all, after the first round of fighting, you were pressed and beaten, which has already shown that the opponent is not easy to mess with. It is arrogant to start with such a big loophole for the second time;
"Secondly, the starting hand turns around and kicks? Abandoning your own chassis and blocking your sight at the same time, it's okay to use this kind of action to determine the outcome after confirming your own advantage, but you actually use it to start?
"Apart from being handsome and soul skills, what else is left in your mind?"

What sounded was not the old man's thick voice, but the mocking voice of God Shura in his mind.

"Have you ever thought about what you will do after dodging if the old man doesn't take your blow? Can you quickly stabilize your body and launch the next wave of attacks after landing?

"Have you ever thought about what to do if the old man sideways hit you on the waist after dodging?
"Before you sealed your soul power just now, your subconscious attack was a soul skill. The old man roughly guessed your previous fighting style.

"A fighting style that focuses on soul skills, supplemented by a small amount of movement.

"This kind of fighting style is usually created after the soul sage, who is no longer troubled by the lack of soul power, and is the exclusive fighting style of the soul master.

"Low-level soul masters, no matter how strong your martial spirit and soul skills are, whether you are a long-range attack soul master or a close-combat soul master, the fighting style is mainly based on punching and dodging, and the soul skills are used to increase the advantage and win the battle. use.

"Because soul power is always a fatal problem that plagues a low-level soul master. In a life-and-death battle, no soul master dares to let his soul power be exhausted."

Speaking of this, the old man seemed to think of something, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Of course, some soul masters who don't need to worry about soul power at a low level are not included."

Then the old man's expression quickly became indifferent again.

"Young man, you are just a soul sect, how did you develop this fighting style?

"Soul masters who only play in the group arena?"

Before Tang San could respond, the old man shook his head again.

"No, even a soul master who only fights in the group arena all the time will inevitably be assisted by fists and feet, and it is impossible to make such a choice without combat experience.

"Especially after mentioning that this is a boxing kung fu competition, as long as you are a soul master, you should react quickly.

"Your style that focuses on soul skills is almost etched in your bones to form an instinct.

"But your level shouldn't be able to support this kind of fighting style, so you are also a soul master who doesn't care about the consumption of soul power?
"Or, do you have experience as a high-level soul master? Even this high-level soul master should have a very long career, otherwise this instinct cannot be formed."

After the words fell, Tang San was startled suddenly, and the killing intent could hardly bear to flourish!

Let the old man guess, will he be able to guess the fact that he was reborn? !

"Forget it, trash, there's a paladin watching you up there.

"let me!"

At the same time as the voice of Shura God sounded in his mind, the stabbing pain came quickly.

Tang San didn't refuse, and quickly gave up control of his body. The two broken halberds had already made him understand that it was difficult to pass this level by himself.

God Shura is willing to help him, that's naturally the best.

"Oh?" Following Tang San's movement of standing up and straightening his clothes, the old man followed closely with a doubtful voice.

He felt that the strange-looking young man in front of him seemed different.

"Let me respectfully call you Huang Lao."

"Tang San" raised his head and looked directly at the old man, his face covered with blue scales was no longer ferocious, but gave people an extremely solemn feeling.

The fat body that looked like it made people laugh also emanated a trace of a master's demeanor strangely.

The big cat on the boulder fell in front of the old man in an instant, showing its alert posture, looking at "Tang San" warily.

He understood that the current "Tang San" is another person, a god king.

Not the old clown anymore.

"Don't be vigilant, I'm just happy to see Lie Xin."

"Tang San" ignored the big cat's guard, but looked at the old man behind the big cat with fiery eyes.

"You are welcome." The old man smiled, and stretched out his hand to block the big cat in front of him, "What should you call your Excellency?"

The old man has never lacked understanding of soul masters. Even if some things are unbelievable, they can only be explained in that way.

For example, the young man in front of him, whom he evaluated as inferior to a thug just now, has become another person in an instant.

"People usually call me Shura." Shura also smiled back, and then began to look around.

environment?A trace of spirituality doesn't matter.

He is looking for a weapon.

(End of this chapter)

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