Chapter 271: Show off your skills, I'll dodge

Tom slowly twisted his stiff cat head and looked at Shen An and Jerry with great resentment.

They are not kind, bullying an honest cat. Tom sobbed silently, stretched out his hand and wiped away another handful of small tears.

Yang Wudi also sighed slightly. He wanted to see Shen An's style, but Shen An actually retreated after seeing his eight soul rings.

In fact, even if Shen An faced him directly, he would hold back and would never really kill Shen An, but Shen An actually cowardly sold the cat to survive.

This made him a little disappointed. With such behavior, how could he cultivate the heart of a strong man.

'It seems that the destruction of the Black Tiger Sect was just a chance for Shen An. 'Yang Wudi thought.

How could Yang Wudi know that the heart of a strong man is far less fun than playing with a cat.

Shen An and Jerry had already sat on the small stool, picked up popcorn, and were ready to watch the show.

"Senior Yang, start quickly." Shen An saw that Yang Wudi hadn't made any move and hurriedly urged him.

Jerry nodded hurriedly on the side, he couldn't wait to see Tom make a fool of himself.

Yang Wudi. He suddenly felt like a street juggler, and Shen An was his audience.

Looking back again and seeing Tom trembling and almost unable to stand on his legs, Yang Wudi shook his head slightly, just a stupid cat.

'Forget it, it's a disgrace to my reputation to bully a stupid cat with my soul-breaking spear, I might as well pierce all its fur, which not only reflects my strength but also shows my style. '

Yang Wudi still has some confidence in how to pierce a cat with a long spear without hurting its life.

After all, he has been studying spearmanship for many years, and there is nothing else besides the spear, and all his cultivation is in the big spear.

"Little cat, this old man's gun is called the Soul-Breaking Gun. Once it is fired, blood will definitely be drawn. You must be mentally prepared."

Looking at the cowardly Tom, Yang Wudi couldn't help but feel a sense of evil interest and couldn't help but start to tease the cat.

Sure enough, Tom became even more cowardly when he heard it, and there was no part of his body that was not trembling, from teeth to nails.

"Get ready, I'll count to three!" Yang Wudi shouted again, and Tom was so scared that he shuddered.

"Three!"

Tom's breathing almost stopped, and his cat eyes stared at Yang Wudi's gun tightly, not daring to blink for a moment, for fear that he would be stabbed with several big holes if he didn't pay attention for a moment, and the cat would die.

"Two!"

"One!"

Shen An, who was eating melons on the side, looked solemn in an instant. He was not worried about Tom, but was impressed by Yang Wudi's extraordinaryness.

The moment the Soul-Breaking Gun was thrown out and the tip of the gun pointed directly at Tom's head, the whole person seemed to be integrated with the gun, and his body followed the gun without any unnecessary movements.

This shot was as fast as lightning and as swift as the wind.

This shot was dodged by Tom with a slight tilt of his head.

The confident smile on Yang Wudi's face suddenly froze. What the hell, how could his dignified Soul-Breaking Spear not even pierce a hair.

Tom looked at the four-foot-long spear head next to him, breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his cat claws from his meat pads, flicked it lightly, and made a crisp sound.

Then he threw a provocative look at Yang Wudi, that's it? Not that powerful.

Shen An and Jerry laughed beside him. Tom was like this, he loved to show off.

Yang Wudi's face instantly turned purple and red, and he shouted angrily: 'Come again! '

Seeing that his proud spear skills were ignored, Yang Wudi was furious, and the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand shook into countless black streams of light and stabbed Tom.

Tom's cat eyes were full of gun shadows, shaking his head and shaking his head, flashing all the gun lights.

Yang Wudi became more and more anxious, and had a little doubt about his own strength.

He is a Soul Douluo, but he can't even stab a cat?

He wanted to stab all the cat's hair, but what hair can he stab now!!!

"Hah!"

Yang Wudi shouted again, using his soul power, and his speed was countless times faster.

The Soul-Breaking Spear almost became an illusion, and Tom's cat head shook like a rattle.

Shen An wanted to laugh more and more, how come it looked more and more like a fake gun.

Just like the short video in a certain audio in the previous life, the flower spear stabbed the head, one person stabbed and the other dodged, like a juggling.

Yang Wudi may have realized that something was wrong, and decisively put away the gun and gasped, looking at Tom as if he was looking at a monster.

Tom, who didn't react, was still shaking his head.

"What breed is your cat?" Yang Wudi couldn't help but turn his head and look at Shen An and asked.

Shen An suppressed his laughter and said in an uncertain tone: "British short blue cat?"

No one knows what breed Tom is, this cat has been popular for a century.

Yang Wudi was stunned. What kind of breed is this? I have never heard of it.

Then Yang Wudi nodded seriously: "Well, no wonder, it is this kind of race. This makes sense. Otherwise, with my strength, I would have to poke a few holes in a hundred thousand year soul beast."

Yang Wudi's words made Shen An laugh. This old man was very face-conscious. He didn't believe that anyone in Douluo Continent had heard of the British shorthair blue cat.

Yang Wudi's face turned red. He thought, he found out that I was trying to save face?

"Shen An, I, Yang Wudi, mean what I say. The Titan matter is over. I have tried my best but still got nothing. I am worthy of my friend."

"However, you have severely injured Tang Hao and his son, so you are the VIP of my Po Yi clan. You are welcome to visit my Po Yi clan at any time. I will prepare good wine and food to entertain you."

Yang Wudi smiled and said.

Shen An also smiled. This Yang Wudi is truly a man of character.

Then he pressed down Tom's shaking head, and Tom's whole cat stopped abruptly like a vibrating alarm clock.

Only the head stopped moving, and the body was still shaking.

His eyes had turned into a whirlpool, and he was stunned by himself, and he was walking erratically in the same place.

Yang Wudi's mouth twitched. He didn't even touch a hair of this thing. Damn, shame!

"If there is a chance, I will definitely do it." Shen An clasped his fists and smiled.

"Then Senior Yang, let's say goodbye."

Yang Wudi, who was about to turn around and leave, turned around again and said with a little hesitation: "Shen An, the road ahead is bumpy, and there may be disasters. It's better to go to Xingluo first."

Shen An immediately understood that this was Yang Wudi reminding him that there were enemies on the way to Xingluo City.

"Thank you for your kindness, Senior Yang. I have my own plans." Shen An said.

Yang Wudi stopped talking. He had done his best to remind Tom of this. He put away his Soul-Breaking Spear, looked at Tom with a complicated look, and disappeared without a trace.

‘The Yu Clan and the Min Clan? ’

Shen An thought of these two clans. With the death of Titan and the arrival of Yang Wudi, the participation of these two clans would be inevitable.

However, he had nothing to fear. The strongest of these two clans were just Soul Douluo.

“Let’s see who is the calamity of whom.”