Douluo: Qianxunji's Happy Life

On the duel ground.

Qianxunji and Guangling Douluo summoned out their own martial spirits, the six-winged angel and the Guangling divine bow.

Guangling Douluo held the Guangling Divine Bow and aimed it at Qianxunji. He flicked the bowstring and then let it go. "Pope, as your elder, you should make the first move."

"OK then."

Qianxunji was about to take action when he suddenly felt a sense of crisis. His head tilted sharply and a blood mark appeared on his cheek.

"Silent Arrow, Uncle Wu."

"This is called all is fair in war, Pope. You saw me pull the string, so how could I not have launched an attack?"

Guangling Douluo said with a smile, and raised his left hand at some point, and a thumb-sized ice crystal arrow was spinning under the influence of his fingers.

"Pope, be serious. I won't let you off the hook."

Qian Daoliu had communicated with Guangling Douluo before, telling him not to let Guangling down, otherwise he would practice with Guangling himself.

Qian Daoliu gave this warning obviously because he was a little nervous after what Qian Xunji said. If Qian Xunji really lost to Tang Hao, who was a generation younger than him, then the six-winged angel would really lose face.

"Well."

The angel soul power gathered on his face, and the injuries on Qianxunji's face recovered. The fifth soul ring under his feet lit up, and the flame turned into a holy sword and fell into his hand, the Holy Sword.

"Then you have to be careful, Uncle Wu."

Qianxunji turned his wrist and swung the Holy Sword. The Holy Sword was waving in the air. A golden sword mark appeared in the air, emitting an extremely hot temperature.

"Is this, the Seven Killing Sword Technique? No, it's just that this kid Huoyan Ji'er has some ideas." In the worship hall, Qian Daoliu's mental power spread out, and he was observing the battle here. With his eyesight as an Extreme Douluo, he could see through Qian Xunji's methods at a glance.

Qian Xunji came through time halfway. He was okay at practicing swordsmanship, but it was impossible for him to have the same understanding of sword as Jian Douluo. Not only did he not have enough time, but his mind was too messy and he lacked concentration. Therefore, he changed his thinking and used fire instead.

"Uncle Wu, take this."

Qian Xunji used the sacred fire to form the word "天", and then swung the sword in time, slashing out several golden sword auras. These sword auras were not very powerful, but they were fast, carrying hot flames and slashing towards Guangling Douluo.

"Well done, first soul skill, ice explosion!"

The first soul ring under Guang Ling's feet lit up, and an ice-blue arrow shot out. The ice-blue arrow collided with the flaming sword energy and exploded instantly. Ice particles flew everywhere, and the energy objects that the ice particles touched were frozen one after another.

Guangling Douluo's first soul skill is a control soul skill, which is mainly used for freezing, controlling the soul master's movements, and attacking. Qianxunji's angel flame and sword energy are all covered by ice. With this layer of ice as a barrier, it won't hurt much when it hits the soul master.

Facing the freezing flames and sword energy, Guangling Douluo simply used his soul power to transform into a shield which was easily deflected. His fingers kept pulling the bowstring, and in just a blink of an eye, several arrows shot towards Qianxun.

These arrows are controlled by Guangling Douluo's mental power and will turn slightly and make an arc. After all, even a Titled Douluo has limited mental power.

However, no matter how he turned, these arrows were aimed at only one thing. Qianxunji flapped his wings behind him and dodged the arrows.

"High explosive penetration!"

A soul ring under Guangling Douluo's feet suddenly lit up, the bowstring was pulled, and an extremely swift and unavoidable arrow shot out. Qianxunji immediately swung his sword to cut it off. The blade collided with the arrow, and an astonishing force came from the sacred sword.

Qianxunji's arm and the sacred sword began to vibrate slightly, and there was a cut on the blade the size of half a little finger.

"Fifth soul skill, the ultimate in depth."

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the fifth soul ring under Guangling Douluo's feet lit up immediately, and his left eye covered with ice crystals opened. Dozens of ice-blue arrows shot out from the Guangling Divine Bow at the same time. The ice-blue arrows seemed to have life and shot towards Qianxun from all directions at the same time.

"The field of angels."

Qian Xunji immediately used his own domain, and the golden domain covered the dozens of flying arrows. Under the sacred power contained in the angel domain, the speed of the ice-blue flying arrows was weakened several times, and then one by one they were purified.

After purifying the Ultimate Infernal Affairs, Qianxunji narrowed his eyes slightly. Could it be that without the domain, the angel domain with a hundred thousand year soul ring configuration could not defeat a Titled Douluo of level 96?

No, a domain can only be used to fight against a domain. The domains carried by top-level martial spirits and the domain of the God of Death can compete with the domain of angels, so it is not a problem of domain.

The six-winged angel has a perfect panel. As long as he makes good use of it, he will be able to defeat any martial spirit. The attack power of the Light Feather Divine Bow is no less than that of the six-winged angel, and it is a long-range attack.

Guangling Douluo's cultivation is two levels higher than mine. If I want to defeat him without using my domain, I must find the weakness of Guangling Divine Bow. That weakness is Guangling Douluo's fragile defense without the protection of his martial spirit!

"Pope, why don't you use the angel realm?"

Guangling Douluo was a little confused when he saw Qianxun quickly dissolve his Infinite Ultimate and then disperse his domain.

Qianxunji smiled faintly, "That's because I can defeat Uncle Wu without the domain, and Uncle Wu is ready."

36. Chapter 36 Kite Style

36.

"How arrogant! Let me see how you can defeat me." Some anger also appeared on Guangling Douluo's face.

In the worship hall, the worshippers felt the fluctuation of soul power in the back mountain and woke up from their retreat one after another. They were all old men over eighty, one hundred, or one hundred and fifty years old. They were almost all devoted to pursuing a higher realm, and their emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness had decreased a lot.

But seclusion is boring. Apart from family matters, fighting is the spice of life. When they heard that Qianxunji could defeat Guangling Douluo without using his domain, they became interested.

The six-winged angels are strong, but all of them, the soul masters who have broken through to the Titled Douluo and entered the Worship Hall, are geniuses and have strong martial spirits.

Qianxunji raised his arm and moved his wrist, and the Holy Sword was thrown out at a high speed, shooting towards Guangling Douluo with a fierce golden flame. At the same time, the first soul ring under Qianxunji's feet lit up, and the golden soul power gathered on his fist to form a golden shield - Angel Assault.

"That's it? Sixth soul skill, Ice Crystal Shield."

The sixth soul ring under Guangling Douluo's feet lit up, and a pair of wings formed by ice crystals appeared behind him. He raised his bow and arrow, and the ice-blue soul power turned into a shield.

The large flame brought by the Holy Sword collided with the Ice Crystal Shield, making a loud explosion. The densely packed ice crystals on the Ice Crystal Shield showed a crack and blocked the impact. After all, the Holy Sword was thrown out by Qianxunji and did not contain much soul power.

The Ice Crystal Shield in Guangling Douluo's hand was still raised, and was about to collide with Qianxunji's Angel Assault. It went without saying that the Angel Assault could not defeat Guangling Douluo's Ice Crystal Shield.

The priests had a vague guess about the subsequent battle. That was when the eighth and ninth spirit rings lit up, and Qianxunji and Guangling Douluo began to fight. If Qianxunji's previous confidence was true, then it was estimated that the hundred thousand year spirit ring gave him an extremely powerful spirit skill, with which he could defeat Guangling Douluo.

Regarding the power of the hundred thousand year spirit ring, in addition to Golden Crocodile Douluo, the other priests also began to become curious. After all, none of them had seen the power of a hundred thousand year spirit ring, and Golden Crocodile Douluo would not use the hundred thousand year spirit skills when practicing with them.

Qian Xunji's train of thought is naturally different from those of the worshippers. In his opinion, the use of the ninth soul skill is either to reach the killing line and destroy the opponent in one fell swoop, or it is the prince's fighting method.

At the moment when the angel assault was about to collide with the ice crystal shield, the second soul ring under Qianxunji's feet lit up.

Angel's Wings, the body becomes illusory, immune to all physical attacks, and 50% of energy attacks. The effect is similar to the soul skill Void that Xiao Wu sacrificed to Tang San.

Qian Xunji used the Void Soul Skill to penetrate Guangling Douluo's ice crystal shield and Guangling Douluo's body.

This is distraction control!

Guangling Douluo came to his senses, and just as he put away his sixth soul skill and was about to fight back, a sword was already on his neck. This sword was not a sacred sword, but a sword that Qianxunjie casually condensed with his soul power. The angel's attack on his right fist was also dispersed by him. After all, he couldn't really beat up the worshiper. He was one of his own family, and if he was injured, he would need treatment.

"Uncle Wu, you lose."

The fact that a Titled Douluo could be surrounded and beaten by a hundred thousand year old army until his soul power was exhausted and he was stabbed to death by a spear shows that the Titled Douluo has lost his soul power and his physical strength is not much stronger than that of an ordinary person.

Qian Xunji's angel soul power also has the effect of purifying soul power. The sword is placed on the neck of Guangling Douluo, who uses the weapon spirit, which means that Guangling Douluo has no chance of turning the tables.

"I lost. I didn't expect distraction control could be used like this."

Guangling Douluo sighed. A Titled Douluo has nine soul skills. After using the seventh, eighth, and ninth soul skills once, there is not much soul power left. There is also a cooling time for the use of soul rings. Therefore, except for the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, basically no big family will take the skill of distraction control seriously. This time he was really defeated by distraction control.

Qianxunji comforted him, "The effectiveness of a unique skill depends mainly on the person using it and when. If Uncle Wu is prepared, my tactic will definitely not work."

"Fourth Uncle, it's your turn. I know you are watching the battle here. Come on." Qian Xunji returned to the duel arena and shouted towards the worship hall. Guangling Douluo no longer had the idea of ​​retreating for a moment, but stood at the edge of the duel arena, ready to watch the next battle.

Qianxunji suddenly looked up.

"Oh!"

In the sky, a burly figure appeared like a fortress, with a sharp sound of breaking wind, and stomped his feet heavily on the ground. All of a sudden, the black granite floor where he stepped on actually quietly cracked into some tiny gaps. The moment he landed on the ground, Qianxunji also felt very clearly that the ground trembled violently. A rough voice sounded in the smoke.

“Hahaha, Pope, I will not make the same mistake as Guang Ling did before. The sword formed by your soul power cannot break my fur.”

A rough voice sounded. It was naturally from one of the four worshippers, the Lion Douluo. The worshippers in the worship hall addressed each other as brothers, and the ranking was determined by strength.

The nine soul rings under Qianxunji's feet lit up again, and the six-winged angel martial spirit appeared behind him.

Lion Douluo was stunned, "Pope, you just fought with Guang Ling, don't you need to recover?"

Qianxunji shook his head and smiled faintly: "No need, to put it bluntly, Fourth Uncle, I can defeat you more easily than I can defeat Fifth Uncle."

"Then I will see how you, Pope, defeat me."

When the Lion Douluo saw Qian Xunji's look of confidence in him, anger appeared in his eyes. His martial soul was the flaming lion, and under the influence of the lion, the king of beasts, he was very playful when he was young. But the arrogance brought by the king of beasts and the arrogance brought by practicing to this realm made his arrogance far surpass that of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus clan.

Nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple and five black, lit up under the feet of the Lion Douluo, and turned into a huge lion the size of a small mountain, with a mane on its neck and flames burning all over its body, including its tail.

In the duel arena with a radius of 200 meters, the size of the Lion Douluo occupies a full one-fifth of it.

Qianxun quickly soared into the air, gathering his soul power in his fists. Without using any soul skills, he threw out a series of golden fist marks.

The Lion Douluo raised his huge arms and blocked all the fists aimed at his head.

"This kind of soft attack has no effect on me."

After resisting a wave of attacks, Lion Douluo also took off into the air and pounced towards Qianxunji. The angel soul power would purify the soul power in the soul master's body. Lion Douluo blocked several punches of Qianxunji, and the angel soul power flowed into the body through his arm, and part of the soul power had been purified.

Facing the huge lion paw coming from Lion Douluo, Qian Xunji fluttered his wings behind him again and retreated. Lion Douluo's attack missed, and then another golden fist mark came and imprinted on Lion Douluo's body. The power was not great, but all the angel soul power was injected into Lion Douluo's body, and the soul power in his body was dissipated at a faster rate.

From the perspective of the priests, Qianxunji seemed to be circling with Lion Douluo. Lion Douluo could not catch up with Qianxunji at all. Every attack was dodged by Qianxunji who was circling and retreating, while Qianxunji's long-range attacks could basically hit Lion Douluo.

This is the kite-flying style of play. When your speed and attack range are both higher than your opponent's, you can be easily pulled to death.

Chapter 37: Teach Qianxunji a Lesson

37.

"Third soul skill, Lion Flame Wave!"

The third soul ring under the Lion Douluo's feet lit up, and he opened his mouth wide. The raging flames gathered in his mouth and spurted out. The flames did not spurt out in the form of a fireball, but in the form of a beam of light, like a shock wave.

Qianxunji dodged immediately, twisting in the air in an S shape, avoiding the third soul skill of the Lion Douluo.

The Lion Douluo rushed forward fiercely and slapped down with another palm. The air was filled with sonic booms, but Qianxun Ji turned into a golden meteor and still dodged it. At the same time, he punched out again. The Lion Douluo's mountainous body had no place to hide. He was hit by the golden fist mark, and part of the soul power in his body was purified again.

After a round of fighting, Qianxunji was uninjured, and the Lion Douluo was also uninjured, but the flames burning on the Fiery Lion were not as fierce as before. This was because a large part of the soul power in the Lion Douluo's body had been purified. If this continued, the Lion Douluo would definitely be exhausted to death by Qianxunji. This was when Qianxunji had not activated the Angel Realm, otherwise the purification would have been even faster.

"Pope, you've gone too far. If you have the guts, don't hide. Fight me head on!"

"Then Fourth Uncle, take this, first soul skill, Angel Assault."

The golden soul power gathered on Qianxunji's fist to form a golden shield, and Qianxunji turned into a golden meteor and attacked the Lion Douluo.

"First Soul Skill, Lion Explosion!"

The blazing flames also gathered on the Flame Lion's fist, and the highly compressed flames made crackling sounds from time to time.

The two fists collided with a loud bang, golden light and flames scattered, and the temperature around them increased by dozens of degrees.

In the flames, a golden light flew out and traveled hundreds of meters in the sky before stopping. This golden light was naturally Qianxunji. Qianxunji flipped in the sky for a while before stopping. The blood in his body surged and his throat felt a sweetness.