Douluo: My Martial Spirit is a Heavenly Beast

Chapter 168 Soul Master Elite Tournament Finals ([-])
"Seven Treasures turn out Liuli—one is strength, and the other is speed!"

"Hey! I have a mushroom sausage!"

"Huo Wu, prevent the opponent's other team members from sneaking up!" Tang San said, then ate the sausage and took off.

the other side.

Dongfang Yu and the others just watched quietly, without any intention of making a move.

Yan's martial soul is already powerful, and with the addition of celestial grass, Shrek even has some people whose martial soul is not as good as his, such as Huo Wu and Zhu Zhuqing.

Coupled with his level of suppressing the Shrek people in two or three major stages, if you take ten thousand steps back, even if you can't win, you can still retreat unscathed.

Seeing the Shrek people bombarding Yan violently, the Wuhun team should have a good time watching it.

Pope on stage.

Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, then glanced at Bibi Dong where the old god was present, "Is His Majesty the Pope not worried at all?"

"Presumably the Pope has already made arrangements." Dai Tianfeng took a sip of tea and said sourly.

Bibidong kept looking at Taichung, in fact, not only the Wuhun team didn't take Shrek seriously, she didn't take Shrek seriously either.

Some mere soul masters and soul sects, although they were lucky enough to reach the finals.But she believed that any one of her two disciples alone could defeat them.

Even if there is an accident, it is within the controllable range. After all, the Wuhun team is not comparable to the "trash" teams like Xingluo.

offstage.

Yu Xiaogang looked at the stage solemnly, gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, the opponent hasn't exerted all their strength so far."

"Oh, the Wuhun team really deserves its reputation." Flender sighed with a sad face.

The previous Wuhun teams were also very strong, but this year's Wuhun team is hopeless.

Liu Erlong asked: "Xiao Gang, can Xiao San and the others win?"

"Hey! I'm afraid it's very difficult. Although Xiao San and the others can use the seven monster fusion skills, Xiao San can also temporarily use the martial soul avatar, but don't forget that the other six team members of the opponent have not made a move so far. Especially Captain Dongfang Yu, although he is only a soul king on the surface, I always feel that he is the strongest." Yu Xiaogang said helplessly.

"This... Anyway, defeating Xing Luo and other teams can win the younger generation. Why don't you let Xiaosan and the others give up?" Liu Erlong suggested, losing the game is a small matter, and they are afraid of the opponent's ruthless hands.

"It's not that I haven't persuaded them, but they all refused." Flender shook his head slightly.

"This……"

"I don't know why, but my right eyelid keeps twitching." Yu Xiaogang frowned.

On the stage.

Yan erupted with a powerful spirit power, instantly knocking Tang San and the others back.

Immediately, an incomparably domineering aura surged around her body!

This is the aura of the soul emperor level, and he is ready to take it seriously.

"You're courting death!" Yan clenched his fists, thinking what he was going to do with a majestic soul emperor surrounded by a few little mice?If he doesn't lose his temper, he really treats him as a sick cat.

"Sixth Soul Skill - Refining Flame Bomb!"

boom! !

Facing the artillery shells bombarding him and the others, Tang San's expression turned ugly.

"Dodge all, invincible!"

"boom!"

The arena was damaged by Yan's bombardment a lot, and the flame-refining bombs just followed the figures of Shrek's people and attacked along the way, continuously.

Yan's soul power seemed to never dry up, and he bombarded desperately, turning the game into a one-sided massacre by himself!

Not far away, Dongfang Yu's face turned dark.

Really impatient, Tang San was obviously consuming Yan's soul power, the key was that Yan was fooled.

But Yan was also responsible for being fooled by him, it was because he came back late and didn't tell Yan, Xie Yue and others about Tang San's insidiousness, maybe everyone didn't take it seriously.

But the facts have proved that the child of destiny is the child of destiny. Even without chance and jelly, he still made it to the finals, and he has all the fusion skills he should have.

Dongfang Yu couldn't help feeling that God was unfair, he tried so hard to grab Tang San's chance, he also took the fairy grass, and killed Xiao Wu, but the ending still remained the same.

If it wasn't for him, the Wuhun team might still lose. Although this conjecture is outrageous, he has seen even more outrageous things.

"Yan, they are waiting for work to consume your soul power, come back." Dongfang Yu said.

Yan didn't stop attacking, and shouted: "So what? Let's see how I defeat them!"

"Yan! Come back!" Hu Liena on the side also spoke.

Hearing this, Yan immediately stopped attacking.

Dongfang Yu: "..." The captain's words are not easy to use, right?
On the stage.

"Want to leave?" Tang San smiled coldly, then shouted at Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing: "Boss Dai!"

"Understood!" Dai Mubai responded.

"Zhuqing, Martial Soul Fusion Technique - Nether White Tiger!"

Yan, who was just about to retreat, immediately felt a strong sense of oppression, which made him stop involuntarily.

"What!" Yan's mouth twitched.

After using the martial soul fusion technique, the opponent unexpectedly exploded with the strength of a high-level soul king. You must know that the opponent is only a soul sect and a soul master.

And he lost about one-third of his soul power, maybe he can suppress or even defeat this martial soul fusion skill, but the opponent still has a few teammates watching.

According to the characteristics of the mice, once he is restrained by this martial soul fusion technique, the group of mice will definitely attack him together.

"Wang Wang!"

A huge white tiger appeared gracefully. The white tiger was transparent, with white fur and black stripes, and purple eyes. The tiger eyes stared coldly at the helpless Yan.

"The Nether White Tiger Breaks!"

The Nether White Tiger emitted a white wave of intense light from its mouth, heading straight for Yan's face!
"Fifth soul skill—Feisha Kuangyan!"

The collision of two energies, one red and one white, shocked the audience!

The power produced by the simultaneous explosion of these two soul skills is no less than that of the soul saint's attack.

"Come on, Shrek!!"

I don't know who made a booing, and then more people booed.

"Come on, Shrek!! Come on!!"

Hearing the sound that swept the audience, Bibi Dong stood up with a cold face, and immediately gave the pope a scepter!
A coercion belonging to Title Douluo covered the audience, and many people fell from their chairs in fright.

The audience suddenly fell silent, and no one dared to make noise anymore, because they felt that a terrifying monster was staring at them.

A little carelessness, I am afraid that the liver and gallbladder will be torn apart!

"The Pope's crown is indeed majestic." Dai Tianfeng smiled lightly, resisting the uneasiness in his heart.

"Hmph!" Bibi Dong sat down again with a cold face.

Ning Fengzhi gave a refined smile, and continued to watch the game, completely oblivious to the fact that a little cold sweat had appeared on Chen Xin's forehead beside him.

On the stage.

Dongfang Yu glanced coldly at the audience in all directions.

Some people just want to see the gods fall from the altar, because they can never get up.

When Nether White Tiger and Yan Zhan were evenly matched, Tang San was ready to move.

"Second Soul Skill - Holy Light Spike!"

At this moment, a lot of golden light blades suddenly condensed in the midair of the arena.

In the next second, they all fell towards the Nether White Tiger's position!

……

(End of this chapter)