Douluo: Yun Ming in the Spirit Hall Era

Chapter 178 Qingtian and Panlong

Yun Ming did not feel much about the soul power fluctuations of Demon Subduing Douluo, which was even more solid than Tang Xiao's. He only had the other party's martial soul in his eyes.

Looking at the stick in the Demon-Subduing Douluo's hand, which had a dragon pattern on it and was of ordinary style, but whose momentum was no less than that of the Clear Sky Hammer, Yun Ming thought in his heart.

"It's been a long time since I last saw the Panlong Stick!"

The Panlong Stick is the top-level weapon spirit, and is also the inherited spirit of the Qiangu family, the descendant of the master of the Spirit Transmission Tower 20,000 years later.

The Panlong Stick got its name because of the Poxie Dragon attached to its martial spirit. This is a very special dragon. He is not even controlled by the Dragon God, and is an outlier among the dragons. He was born and raised by nature, and is condensed by the righteousness of heaven and earth. It can be said to be a dragon, or it can be said that it is not a pure dragon at all. But it has the characteristics of breaking some evil. No matter how powerful the enemy is, the Poxie Dragon will bloom with an unyielding spirit, often allowing the owner of the Panlong Stick to exert strength beyond his own.

In the previous life, when Yun Ming was alive, this lineage was extremely glorious. The quasi-god-level Zhan Tian Douluo, Qian Gu Dieting, and the semi-god-level Chuan Ling Douluo Qian Gu Dong Feng were the legendary father and son of the soul master world at that time! Add to that a mutated martial soul, Purgatory Douluo and Qian Gu Qing Feng, who became true gods 10,000 years after Yun Ming's death, and the family's fortune is evident.

If it weren't for Tang Hao, the lord of the plane in later generations, who disrupted the order of the human world and judged good and evil based on his selfish motives, this clan might have continued to prosper.

Seeing Yun Ming staring at his martial soul so seriously, the Demon Subduing Douluo said with some pride.

"Boy Yun, you have some knowledge! You know how powerful my Panlong Staff is."

Yun Ming was awakened by the words of the Demon-Subduing Douluo and came back to his senses, his eyes looking dim.

"Yes! The Panlong Stick is famous all over the world. I am naturally aware of its power."

Yun Ming didn't say the second half of the sentence. He knew that the Panlong Stick was extremely powerful and had a very high upper limit, but did the people of this era, including the two priests of the Spirit Hall, know about it? They didn't know! He wanted to see what level the current Panlong Stick users were at.

Hearing Yun Ming's praise for the Panlong Stick, the Demon-Subduing Douluo looked at Yun Ming more favorably and spoke.

"That's a little off topic, but you're lucky to be able to witness its power with your own eyes."

"Come on! I feel your martial spirit is also very extraordinary. Let me see it!"

After saying this, the Demon Subduing Douluo leaned his blood-red staff on the ground, waiting for Yun Ming to make his move.

Yun Ming was not polite either. He raised his spear and prepared to strike.

"In this case, please be careful, senior."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Ming exerted force on his feet and flashed towards the Demon-Subduing Douluo. The tip of the Sky-Bearing Spear glowed coldly as it stabbed towards the Demon-Subduing Douluo's chest.

Seeing Yun Ming's shot so naturally, the eyes of the Sixth Lord Qianjun Douluo who was watching from the sidelines lit up.

The stick and the spear are both part of the Eighteen Martial Spirits, one of the Nine Long Spirits. Although their main focuses are different, they both belong to the type of practicing both skills and strength, and using both hardness and softness, and have many similarities.

An expert can tell the quality of a shot with just one move. Yun Ming's spear was natural, like a dragon emerging from water, extremely beautiful and spiritual. Even Qianjun Douluo, who had studied stick techniques for many years, could not find fault with it.

When the Demon-Subduing Douluo saw Yun Ming's shot, he was overjoyed and shouted loudly.

"Well done!"

He raised the Panlong stick in his hand and poked it hard.

“Ding——” An invisible air wave surged out from the junction of the gun and the stick, and crossed time and space to cause the Qingtian Spear and Panlong Stick to clash again.

Seeing that his attack was blocked, Yun Ming put away his gun, which turned into an afterimage and rushed towards the Demon Subduing Douluo again.

Looking at Yun Ming's gun shadows that were like a violent storm but not at all chaotic, the Demon Subduing Douluo was delighted and made another move to resist.

“Ding ding ding ding.”

The Panlong Stick flew up and down on the Demon Subduing Douluo, poking and flicking, catching Yun Ming's guns one by one. The gun and the stick kept clashing rapidly in the air, creating a series of dazzling afterimages.

Qian Daoliu, Jin E and the remaining priests watched the two men's lightning-fast fight with increasingly serious expressions on their faces. Their evaluation of Yun Ming continued to rise, far exceeding the upper limit of their psychological expectations.

Gun skills are not about soul power cultivation. In addition to long-term hard practice, it also emphasizes comprehension. Yun Ming, at such a young age, has shown them such a high level of top-level gun skills. How could they not take it seriously?

The Sixth Priest, who was surprised by Yun Ming at first, saw that Yun Ming's shooting skills were getting better and better, and asked Qian Daoliu.

"Brother, can you see through this boy's level of spearmanship?"

Qian Daoliu stared intently, then uttered four words.

"The skills are close to the Tao!"

When the worshippers heard Qian Daoliu's high evaluation of Yun Ming, they couldn't help but gasp.

When Yali saw the surprised expressions of the old men, her expression remained unchanged, but the villain in her heart still stood proudly with her hands on her hips.

“Ding ding ding ding.”

The two continued to fight quickly. Through this brief confrontation, Yun Ming could see that the Demon Subduing Douluo's stick skills were quite good. However, he was probably still holding on to his senior's posture and never took the initiative to attack, but just passively resisted. This made Yun Ming unable to see his comprehension of the Panlong Stick!
If Jiang Mo knew what Yun Ming was thinking, he would definitely yell at him. Although he had this idea at the beginning, did he not want to fight back later? He had no chance!
Yun Ming fired his gun faster and faster, and at increasingly tricky angles. After the next thirty moves, he wanted to fight back, but he had no chance.

There was no other way. When Yun Ming thought about facing off against the owner of the Panlong Stick martial spirit, he became more and more excited to shoot, and he didn't know why.

After Yun Ming made a hundred tentative moves, he tapped his feet lightly, stepped back, and said to the Demon-Subduing Douluo opposite him.

"Senior, I will stop here. Let me see your understanding of martial spirit!"

After he finished speaking, the Sky-lifting Divine Spear in Yun Ming's hand shone with golden light, and a spear light that was condensed to substance began to flow on the Sky-lifting Divine Spear.

Just as the Demon Subduing Douluo breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that the boy opposite him wanted to attack again, so he did not dare to be careless anymore.

There was a bright red light on the Demon Subduing Douluo's long staff, and a faint dragon roar sounded in the hall. Yun Ming suddenly felt that the Demon Subduing Douluo's power soared again.

Feeling the blessing of dragon power, Jiang Mo regained his confidence and looked at Yun Ming who was standing opposite him.

"In that case, you better watch out!"

After saying this, he went forward with a stick in his hand.

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