Douluo: Starting from the Nine-Curved Vine Dragon

Chapter 127 Lin Rong VS Yang Wudi

Hearing these words, Lin Rong remained unmoved and said seriously:

"Uh, Patriarch Yang, you seem to have made a mistake. I never said I would give you the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product!"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly froze.

Yang Wudi raised his eyebrows, looked at Lin Rong unkindly, and said angrily:

"Then why did you take it out? Are you trying to show off in front of me?"

"No." Hearing this, Lin Rong shook his head and replied:
"I didn't say I would give it to you, but I also didn't say I wouldn't give it to you!"

This ambiguous statement made Yang Wudi, a straightforward person, somewhat confused, and he asked in confusion:

"What do you mean?"

"This fragrant and beautiful fairy product, are you going to give it to me? Or not?"

After listening to Yang Wudi's question, Lin Rong said concisely:

"It's very simple. Let's fight. If you beat me, the fragrant Qiluo fairy product will be yours."

"But on the other hand, if you lose to me, you will have to lead the Pozhi clan to submit to me."

"Therefore, whether or not you can obtain the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product actually depends on whether you, Clan Leader Yang, can defeat me."

"Fight with me? You?" Yang Wudi looked at Lin Rong in front of him in confusion and said:
"You didn't say something wrong, did you? How old are you? Can you take a shot from me?"

"If it was your old butler who has the cultivation of Soul Douluo, it would be okay. As for you, you still need to practice for a few more decades before you are qualified, if I am not buried by then!"

In response to this, Lin Rong sighed slightly in his heart.

His appearance of being less than eleven years old is so deceptive. Before seeing his true strength with one's own eyes, no one would believe that a child less than eleven years old could fight against Contra.

There is no point in saying more. Instead of explaining anything, it would be more convincing to just show the spirit ring.

So, without saying much, Lin Rong released his soul ring and displayed it in front of Yang Wudi.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, a total of six colorful soul rings appeared on Lin Rong one after another in front of Yang Wudi's astonished eyes.

Out of the unique pre-battle etiquette of Douluo Continent, Lin Rong reported his name and soul power level:
"Lin Rong, level 66 control-type combat soul emperor, please give me some advice!"

"Good boy!" Yang Wudi's eyes were filled with fighting spirit, he stood up and said:
"No wonder I was wrong. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I would never have believed such a thing, a Soul Emperor who was less than twelve years old."

"Want to fight? No problem. I promise you."

"If you win, I will lead the entire tribe to submit to you without hesitation."

"But if I win, you must remember to give me the Youxiang Qiluo Immortal Product. Don't break your promise."

"Then let me see what makes you dare to fight me? The cultivation of this Soul Emperor is far from enough!"

As he spoke, Yang Wudi took a few steps back and then stretched out his right hand.

There was a flash of light, and a pitch-black spear with a cold luster appeared in his palm.

This spear is twelve feet long in total, of which the spear shaft, which is as thick as an ordinary person's arm, is only eight feet long, while the wide spear tip is a full four feet long.

Two yellow, two purple, and four black, eight soul rings with the best matching ratio appeared on the gun body at the same time, shining up and down around the two-meter-long spear in Yang Wudi's hand, shining brightly.

"Yang Wudi, level 81 strong attack soul fighter."

In the original novel, Yang Wudi's soul power level was eighty-two, but Tang San was already twenty years old at that time.

At present, there are still nine years before that time.

It was also mentioned in the original book that Yang Wudi was obsessed with refining medicine and poison, and thus slacked off in the cultivation of his soul power. Among the four patriarchs of the four single-attribute clans, his cultivation was the lowest.

Before the Haotian Sect went into seclusion, the patriarchs of the four single-attribute clans all had the cultivation level of Soul Douluo.

In at least twenty years, Yang Wudi only improved his soul power by one level. Lin Rong didn't know what to say about this.

Holding the spear tightly in his hand, Yang Wudi did not launch an attack immediately.

He considered himself an elder, and his soul power was 15 levels higher than Lin Rong's. Naturally, he was generous and waited for the other party to attack first, and it would not be too late for him to counterattack.

"Soul-breaking Spear, let's see whose spear is stronger!"

A blue-gold light shone, and a spear that was completely blue and had golden patterns on it appeared in Lin Rong's hand.

"Hmm? Didn't you say you are a control-type soul emperor? Why isn't your martial soul the dragon soul vine of your Lin family?"

Seeing this, Yang Wudi was suspicious:

"Could it be that you, like the Spirit Hall's Pope, also have twin spirits?"

In response, Lin Rong just smiled calmly and said:

"This spear is not a martial spirit, but an external spirit bone."

"As for my martial spirit, Patriarch Yang will see it later."

As he spoke, Lin Rong's first soul ring, third soul ring, fourth soul ring, and fifth soul ring, a total of four soul rings, shone at the same time.

The Nine-bend Vine Dragon hidden in his sleeves was split into two under the effect of the fifth soul skill, Dragon Soul Clone, and turned into two dragon souls that wrapped around his arms under his clothes.

Double dragon soul awakening, double blue river shining in the blue sky, double dragon roar in the thunder world.

Under the amplification of the three major soul skills, Lin Rong's own aura instantly soared, surpassing Yang Wudi, the soul douluo on the opposite side.

I didn't choose to release the talent field, because if I did that, the 20% increase and decrease of all attributes would make this battle very boring.

On the opposite side. After Yang Wudi learned that the blue-gold spear was an external soul bone, a trace of surprise and envy flashed in his eyes.

But soon, he poured all his emotions into the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand, and no emotion appeared on his face anymore.

Seeing that Yang Wudi was unwilling to launch an attack first, Lin Rong did not hesitate and swung the Emperor's Holy Spear forward.

The height difference between the two made the scene seem a little ridiculous.

But Yang Wudi's emotions did not fluctuate at all. He just looked at the "gun skills" full of flaws in front of him, and gripped the Soul-Breaking Spear tightly and thrust it hard.

Hey~
The two spears collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

Seeing that the spear in Lin Rong's hand was not knocked away by him, Yang Wudi remained calm, and instead swept the spear horizontally, with the tip of the spear quickly attacking Lin Rong's neck.

Hey~
There was another crisp sound.

The tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear failed to cut Lin Rong's neck, but hit the dragon scales of a green real dragon that suddenly appeared on his neck.

After two unsuccessful attacks, the first soul ring on Yang Wudi lit up.

First soul skill: shock!

A sudden burst of explosive energy burst out from Yang Wudi's body, which pushed Lin Rong in front of him back a few steps. His own momentum also reached its peak under the effect of his soul skill.

Immediately afterwards, the second and third soul rings lit up at the same time.

Second soul skill: penetrate!
The third soul skill: Explosion!

A layer of black light suddenly burst out from the tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear. Yang Wudi held the spear, pushed hard with his feet, leaped forward, and stabbed forward without hesitation.

Lin Rong had read the original novel, so he naturally knew the effects of Yang Wudi's second and third soul skills.

A percentage-enhanced penetration, a stab into an enemy will produce an effect similar to a chain explosion of dark energy in his body.

Faced with Yang Wudi's attack, Lin Rong did not intend to dodge.

With the life dragon soul of the Vine Dragon Realm, any injuries suffered by oneself will gradually be transformed into vitality to restore oneself.

Therefore, what Lin Rong is least afraid of is exchanging injuries with his opponent.

The spirit attachment was activated, and the Nine-bend Vine Dragon that was differentiated from the dragon soul clone turned into a green stream of light and merged into the Emperor's Holy Spear, forming a green dragon-shaped pattern on the spear shaft.

The power of space and thunder attributes burst out, and silver and purple light flowed on the tip of the gun.

The next moment, the tips of the guns of both sides collided with each other, and a huge air wave erupted, overturning the tables and chairs in the living room.

boom!
The floor beneath their feet cracked, and the huge recoil force caused the knuckles of their hands to break, and blood flowed onto the ground through the cracks.

The difference is that the shadow of a green real dragon is surging on Lin Rong's body.

Half a second later, before the blood even started to flow out of the crack, the small wound on the palm of the hand had completely healed.

At the same time, at the tips of the two spears, the black light of the Soul-Breaking Spear blended with the silver, white, blue and purple light, determined to determine which one was superior.

However, the black light of the Soul-Breaking Spear came from Yang Wudi’s third soul skill.

How can a soul ring and soul skill that is more than a thousand years old contend with the two elemental forces of space and thunder?

In just half a breath, the black light of the Soul-Breaking Spear was wiped out.

Seeing that he was at a disadvantage after the stabbing attack from both sides, Yang Wudi used his first soul skill again to repel Lin Rong.

Immediately afterwards, the seventh soul ring on the Soul-Breaking Spear suddenly lit up.

Seventh soul skill: the true form of the soul-breaking gun!

After unleashing the martial soul's true form, a pitch-black glow quickly spread from the tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear.

Not only did it spread to the entire body of the Soul-Breaking Spear, but even Yang Wudi, who was holding the Soul-Breaking Spear, was painted the same dark color as the Soul-Breaking Spear.

The size of the Soul-Breaking Spear in the form of the Spirit's True Avatar did not change, but there was an extra circle of black flames surrounding the outer layer of the spear, like a black devil fire from hell, eerie and terrifying.

Invisible air waves were released from Yang Wudi's body, shattering the wooden floor at his feet.

A solemn and murderous atmosphere filled the entire living room.

Yang Wudi, who was so excited, had forgotten that this was just a gamble, not a life-and-death battle.

The last pitch-black ten-thousand-year soul ring surrounding the Soul-Breaking Spear lit up.

The seventh soul skill, the martial soul's true body, and the eighth soul skill representing the soul douluo's cultivation, meant that Yang Wudi did not hold back at all at this moment, but used all his strength to attack.

Seeing this, Lin Rong narrowed his eyes into a line.

In the battle between him and Yang Wudi, he maintained four soul skills at all times.

The collision just now had already consumed 20% of his soul power.

This is not a forest, but there are not so many ancient trees for him to draw life energy from to restore himself.

If he delays any further, the situation will become unfavorable for him.

Therefore, Lin Rong originally planned to end the battle quickly, and Yang Wudi's behavior at this moment was in line with his wishes.

Then he injected the remaining soul power and part of his mental power into the Emperor's Holy Spear, and the blue-gold spear body suddenly burst into dazzling light.

"Now that we have come to this, let us decide the outcome with one move!"

(End of this chapter)