Douluo Continent: Rainbow Dragon Martial Soul, Lin Yue Becomes a Love Rival?

Yun Ming even stole Ya Li from the Federation.

So what if we steal another Ocean Martial Soul?

You disagree?

Go talk to my Sky-Piercing Sniper!

"Yunming!!"

Chen Xinjie was so angry he felt like he was going to vomit blood.

They've been exposed.

So you're just dropping the pretense and not even bothering to act anymore, huh?

But unfortunately, he now possesses the useless martial soul Blue Silver Grass, making him completely helpless against Yun Ming.

He's so angry!

"this……"

Yunming drew his Sky-Piercing Divine Spear and his Four-Word Battle Armor, causing the Federation members to freeze in place.

That's the Sky-Supporting Douluo!

Facing the Sky-Supporting Douluo, the sense of oppression is absolutely unimaginable for ordinary people.

They dared not act and were at a loss.

"Goodbye, gentlemen. We won't see you off."

Yun Ming's expression darkened further, and he emphasized it again.

Nine spirit rings rose from beneath his feet, and the anti-air domain spread out, issuing a final ultimatum.

"Don't act impulsively."

Guan Yue continued to act as a peacemaker, but this time she was persuading Yun Ming.

Guan Yue looked embarrassed.

I never expected the situation to escalate to this point. It seems Yun Ming is about to completely break ties with the Temple of War.

"Hmph, Yun Ming!"

"You can leave, but give me back my martial spirit."

Chen Xinjie's forehead veins bulged, clearly showing his extreme resentment.

But he really had no way to deal with Yun Ming.

"What can you do if I don't pay it back?"

Yun Ming has made it clear that they took the Great Ocean Martial Soul and they are not returning it.

Shrek's domineering nature

This is vividly demonstrated at this moment.

In the past 20,000 years, hasn't Shrek taken enough? Has he returned any of it?

"You! You!"

"puff--"

Chen Xinjie pointed at Yun Ming, a sweet taste rising in his throat, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

Deceiving too much!

"good!"

"Yun Ming, you've got guts!"

"I'm leaving!"

"But before I leave, dare you let me call out Tang Wulin's name once!"

Chen Xinjie was overcome with anger, but he still retained his rationality. He was never the kind of brainless person like Long Yeyue.

In fact, the current situation was also within his plan.

"Should I call Tang Wulin?"

Alarm bells rang loudly in Yun Ming's mind.

Could it be that Chen Xinjie has some other means to contact the Great Ocean Martial Soul?

That won't do!

What if Chen Xinjie really manages to call back the Great Ocean Martial Soul?

Yun Ming was about to refuse,

But Tang Wulin spoke first:

"good!"

"If my Ocean Martial Soul is yours, senior, then call out to it and see if it responds!"

"If you agree, then it's yours, and you can do whatever you want with it!"

"If there's no response, then it's mine, and you shouldn't say anything more!"

Tang Wulin spoke loudly.

His confidence comes from Lao Tang!

"Wu Lin, let him call out. If this martial spirit answers even once today, I'll take his surname, Chen!"

Tang San made his statement directly.

Are you kidding me?

How could a mighty sea god like him not be able to control the sea spirit?

If the Ocean Martial Soul is really taken away by Chen Xinjie right under his nose, then Tang San might as well just take Chen Xinjie's surname.

His name is Chen San!

"good!"

Tang Wulin trusted Old Tang a lot; Old Tang was the one who got him this martial soul.

Since Old Tang has the means to steal martial souls,

Why would we be afraid of the owner coming back?

He was also a little annoyed with Chen Xinjie, so he decided to shut Chen Xinjie up properly.

Don't ever say he stole the Ocean Martial Soul again!

It was clearly Old Tang who stole it; it has nothing to do with him...

"Wu Lin!"

Yun Ming immediately became anxious.

They're just kids, young and impetuous, unaware of their own limitations. Why risk a sure win?

They just wouldn't let Chen Xinjie call.

What can he do?

Can they really act recklessly under the mighty spear?

"Wu Lin, you acted impulsively."

Yun Ming was surprised that it was Tang Wulin who would undermine him, and his feelings became complicated.

His Majesty,

We were ready to fight to the death, why did Your Majesty surrender first?

"Master, I wasn't acting impulsively!"

"The Martial Soul is right here; whoever tells it to leave, it belongs to them!"

Tang Wulin stepped out from behind Yun Ming and stood in front of Chen Xinjie, looking radiant.

"Something's not right..."

Wang Jinxi muttered something to himself.

Lan Xuanyu has already enabled team voice chat using the Dragon Ascension Pillar, and the Dragon Clan team is now on the same channel.

"Wu Lin, with the Pavilion Master here, no one can take your Ocean Martial Soul away. Don't be impulsive!"

Xie Xie also anxiously tried to persuade Tang Wulin.

"Brother, listen to my teacher."

Na'er's voice was trembling with tears.

"Everyone stay calm and have faith in Wu Lin."

Monsoon Wind wasn't in a hurry at all; in fact, he almost laughed.

Chen Xinjie has gone mad.

To be able to call out the Great Sea Martial Soul right under the nose of the Sea God Tang San.

Isn't this like showing off one's limited skills before an expert?

He just wanted to see what other crazy things they could do.

Tang Wulin did not respond to anyone, but he felt a warmth in his heart at Ji Fengyu's trust.

Brother Ji is the best!

Always believe in his decisions and have no doubt about them.

"Tang Wulin, how can you be so shameless?"

"You stole someone else's martial spirit, but you're too cowardly to admit it and expect me to take the blame?"

"And gloating?"

"Are you even a man?!"

Gu Yue had been waiting for this. As soon as Lan Xuanyu turned on the team voice chat, she unleashed a barrage of attacks, giving Tang Wulin a good scolding.

That damned Tang Wulin!

Still trying to scam her?

What a beast!

Fortunately, she managed to get her revenge. She was initially disappointed that Tang Wulin was alright, but Tang Wulin had acted recklessly, giving Chen Xinjie room to maneuver.

Gu Yue wanted to see how Tang Wulin would handle this situation!

"Gu Yue, shut up!"

"I'll deal with you later."

Tang Wulin didn't respond to anyone, but he couldn't stand Gu Yue and started hurling insults at her.

"Xuanyu, quickly turn off the team voice chat."

Ji Fengyu's eyelids twitched, and he said speechlessly.

The Golden Dragon King and the Silver Dragon King are about to start arguing!

"Cough cough."

Lan Xuanyu quietly gave Ji Fengyu an OK sign and turned off the team voice chat.

The battle between Tang Wulin and Gu Yue immediately came to an end.

At this moment, Tang Wulin had no time to pay attention to Gu Yue.

"Good lad!"

"They have backbone and ambition!"

Chen Xinjie laughed in exasperation.

That's incredibly arrogant!

That Tang Wulin is so arrogant!

They took his martial spirit and let him call out whatever he wanted, did they really think he had no power?

"Yun Ming, this young man has such backbone, don't back down!"

Chen Xinjie took a step forward, and his whole body radiated blue light.

Wave~~

An invisible ripple spread out from him, and a set of blue armor emerged from Chen Xinjie's skin.

Four-word battle armor!

Chen Xinjie's Four-Word Battle Armor!

However, this four-character battle armor did not suit Chen Xinjie; on the contrary, it felt out of place.

Moreover, Chen Xinjie's expression seemed somewhat strained.

Without the Ocean Martial Soul,

With his Blue Silver Grass martial soul, he was completely unable to control the original four-word battle armor and could only barely activate it.

But that's enough.

"The sea!"

Chen Xinjie shouted, his voice traveling through the four-character battle armor to Tang Wulin.

He planned to use the four-word battle armor...

Recall the Martial Spirit of the Great Ocean!

With his connection to the Ocean Martial Soul and the Four-Word Battle Armor, this is absolutely possible.

But what Chen Xinjie didn't know was...

There is a god within Tang Wulin!

Tang San, the Sea God!

Tragic outcome...

call out!

Chen Xinjie's calls went unanswered, and even his four-word battle armor abandoned him.

It flew into Tang Wulin's sea of ​​consciousness!