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Chapter 1378 Golden Dragon Spear
He really doesn't have any energy radiation type attacks.

Therefore, if Dai Yuchen could maintain that state all the time, Tang Wulin would really have no way to deal with him.

Dai Yuchen was not surprised by his retreat. He smiled and suddenly a wooden sword appeared in his hand.

"How about it? If you agree, I can promise you that I won't use the Tunxu technique to cheat."

Tang Wulin glanced at the wooden sword in his hand and said, "Aren't you a spirit master?"

Dai Yuchen: "No. I am a seeker of magic."

As soon as he finished speaking, he said "Oh".

“You may not know the detailed classification of these because this term is not officially used by the outside world.

“Generally speaking, those who develop martial spirit abilities are called Sky Chasers, and those who are good at practicing various spells are called Spell Seekers.

"Finally, people like you who add spirit rings to martial spirits are called spirit masters.

“These three professions are collectively called monks.

“As a magic seeker, I can use many spells.

"You can understand it as, I know many kinds of soul skills, even if the properties they display are unrelated to each other.

"Just like"

He smiled, and then the sword caught fire.

With another casual wave, a blazing fireball flew rapidly towards Tang Wulin.

Tang Wulin's pupils shrank and he changed his steps, barely avoiding the swift flames.

But the next second, he saw Dai Yuchen standing behind him with a sword in his hand, his left hand pointing the sword at his chest.

Then he seemed to murmur something.

Then, Tang Wulin felt a slight pain in his brain.

Fire attacks and mental attacks?

No, isn’t the seeker so omnipotent?

Dai Yuchen did not use any very strong mental attack techniques, his purpose was just to let Tang Wulin know that he had many abilities.

In a pure soul skills competition, Tang Wulin could never beat him.

He looked at Tang Wulin and smiled slightly.

Then he casually drew his sword and slashed a beam of sword light towards Tang Wulin.

The sword light was sharp and easily cut off the Blue Silver Emperor vine growing on the side of Tang Wulin.

The sword light almost brushed past Tang Wulin's face, and Tang Wulin could still feel a slight stinging pain on his skin.

He looked at Dai Yuchen with a serious gaze.

Dai Yuchen held his sword behind his back and made a "please" gesture to him with his left hand.

He smiled and said, "Come on, let's have a martial arts competition."

Tang Wulin pursed his lips tightly and retracted the Blue Silver Emperor and the spirit ring.

Dai Yuchen curled the corners of his lips slightly, and the next second, a huge white tiger shadow suddenly appeared behind him.

There seemed to be many stars in the body of the white tiger phantom.

Then a tiger roar was heard, and Dai Yuchen rushed in front of Tang Wulin in an instant, slapping him with the wooden sword.

A large number of Blue Silver Emperor vines instantly grew out from the side of Tang Wulin, blocking Dai Yuchen's wooden sword.

He himself immediately stepped on the ghostly trail and slipped away.

Then he shouted at Dai Yuchen in dissatisfaction: "This is not fair, I don't have a weapon!"

"Oh?" Dai Yuchen's blue eyes were covered by the faint light for a moment, and he smiled, "But I think you have it."

Then, he flashed in front of Tang Wulin again and hit him with the wooden sword again.

Tang Wulin followed suit, first using the Blue Silver Emperor to intercept his sword, and then using the Ghost Shadow Technique to distance himself from him.

Then he let the Blue Silver Emperor wrap around Dai Yuchen, intending to restrict his movements.

But the Blue Silver Emperor missed and passed through Dai Yuchen as if he were air.

Tang Wulin was a little annoyed: "Aren't you just playing tricks?"

Dai Yuchen raised his sword and pointed it at him: "We said it was a contest of martial arts. Take out your weapon."

Tang Wulin went crazy: "I told you I didn't do it!"

At this time, the Golden Dragon King who was floating beside Tang Liu asked a question.

"My Lord, what is the martial spirit of that blond boy? Why did I feel the pressure just now?"

In this universe, apart from the master who has the appearance of a true dragon, there is only one beast that can make the Golden Dragon King feel oppressed, and that is the Dragon God.

But judging from the white tiger shadow that appeared behind Dai Yuchen just now, his martial soul is obviously not of the dragon type.

It certainly couldn't be the Dragon God. Tang Liu curled his lips and answered him: "It's the White Tiger."

"White Tiger? But how is that possible?"

The Golden Dragon King was even more confused.

Tang Liu had a smile on his face.

It’s the White Tiger for sure.

But it was the white tiger in the sky.

On the court, Dai Yuchen was chasing Tang Wulin, and Tang Wulin kept dodging.

After all, his soul skills couldn't hit Dai Yuchen, and Dai Yuchen took advantage of his wooden sword with his bare hands, making it difficult to get close to him.

As a result, Tang Wulin really had no way to deal with Dai Yuchen for a while.

While dodging continuously, Tang Wulin recalled the only basic shooting technique he knew.

She pursed her lips, and an idea came to her mind uncontrollably.

If only he had a spear now.

However, at the moment this thought came to his mind, he suddenly felt a heat between his eyebrows, as if something was coming out from there.

In the eyes of Dai Yuchen and others, a small golden diamond-shaped mark suddenly appeared between Tang Wulin's eyebrows.

Dai Yuchen curled his lips and swung his sword directly at Tang Wulin's head.

Tang Wulin's pupils shrank and he subconsciously raised his hand to block.

But as soon as the hand was raised, countless tiny golden spots of light emerged.

Then a golden spear formed in his hand.

The golden spear was held across his head, just blocking Dai Yuchen's wooden sword.

Then in the next second, a shock wave came from the golden spear, knocking Dai Yuchen back.

Tang Wulin therefore had some time to look at the golden spear that appeared out of nowhere in his hand with some shock.

The Golden Dragon King, who was watching the battle on the side, subconsciously scratched his dragon body with his claws.

The golden color of the spear looked familiar.

However, it is difficult to tell the material of this gun. It is neither gold nor iron, and it does not feel like metal.

It looks a bit like wood.

But the gun body was shining with a metallic luster, as if it was sharp enough to pierce through everything easily.

Tang Wulin subconsciously glanced in Tang Liu's direction, and then he spotted the Golden Dragon King standing next to Tang Liu, looking as if he was in a state of annoyance.

Although I don’t know how he could see this expression on the dragon face of the Golden Dragon King.

But Tang Wulin also discovered that the gold color of this spear was exactly the same as the gold color of the Golden Dragon King.

So, could it be related to Lielie?
"Look."

Dai Yuchen's voice attracted Tang Wulin's attention again.

Tang Wulin saw that he curled his lips.

"I told you you have a weapon."

Tang Wulin paused, spun his gun, and then poked it to his side. He looked at Dai Yuchen without saying a word.

Dai Yuchen held the wooden sword and hooked his finger at him with a smile.

He smiled provocatively, "Come on."

Tang Wulin's eyes darkened, the tip of his gun dragged on the ground, and he suddenly took a step forward and rushed towards Dai Yuchen.

The tip of the golden spear created fierce sparks on the ground.

Dai Yuchen looked at Tang Wulin, who had obviously become much more confident after picking up his weapon, smiled slightly, and strode forward with his sword raised.

But just as the weapons in the hands of the two men were shining and they were swung out with force and were about to collide.

A pair of hands reached out from the side.

He raised one hand and grasped Dai Yuchen's sword between his fingers.

He pressed down with one hand, and his fingertips lightly touched the tip of Tang Wulin's gun.

A blue light flashed.

In this way, no matter how hard the two men tried, they could not move their weapons forward even a little bit.

Tang Liu, who tried to stop the two, curled his lips slightly.

The voice is clear and mellow, in two words, nice.

"Okay, the competition ends here."