Wu Changkong is almost disfigured

Chapter 26 Wu Changkong is almost disfigured

After entering the state of concentration, Tang Wulin was particularly sober. He knew very clearly that if he retreated, the left-hand hammer would not be able to reach the teacher.

Therefore, the left-hand hammer swung suddenly let go and let it fly out of its hand. Go straight to Wu Changkong and smash it.

Wu Changkong shook the wooden sword in his hand casually and slashed his left hammer horizontally.

Wu Changkong's martial soul was originally a sword. He pursued the realm of breaking all laws with one sword. Therefore, no matter what the enemy's attack is or who the enemy is, he only relies on the sword.

But this time he suffered a loss.

When the hammer and sword collided, Wu Changkong felt that a strong force came from the wooden sword in his hand. Although it was incomparable to his power, he did not release his martial soul now, and only used a small part of his soul power. I suddenly realized that my wooden sword could not bear it anymore.

Before he could inject more soul power, two layers of power came from the wooden sword one after another. At the same time, a familiar stun was coming again, and Wu Changkong was lost in his mind.

"Crack!" The wooden sword broke and the Qian Forged Silver Hammer smashed towards his head.

"Teacher Dance!"

Seeing that Qianzhuan Shenyin Hammer was about to blow Wu Changkong's head, Tang Wulin couldn't help but shout.

Maybe it was the sense of crisis between life and death, or Tang Wulin's roar awakened Wu Changkong. Wu Changkong finally woke up when the Qian Forged Silver Hammer approached his face.

When he saw the Qian-forged Silver Hammer that was only a little bit close to touching his face, he finally burst out!

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black! Six soul rings emerged from Wu Changkong's body. At the same time as the soul power burst, the Qian Forged Silver Hammer's rush stopped, and a long sword appeared in his hand at some point. Wu Changkong used his sword to drive Qian Forged Silver Hammer and fly.

The seemingly small forging hammer landed on the ground and made a huge roar, which shocked Xie Xie and Gu Yue, who were about to come to support him.

Not only was he surprised that Tang Wulin actually forced Teacher Wu away, but he also interrupted his wooden sword, and even more shocked that Teacher Wu was also a soul emperor on the Sixth Ring Road!

"Stop! You won this competition." Wu Changkong raised his hand and stopped Gu Yue and Xie Xie who were about to continue taking action. When he used the martial soul, he had actually lost.

To be honest, Wu Changkong was actually a little sweating. After he first got Nan Fusheng's soul skill, he concentrated his mental power.

In his opinion, with his six-ring soul emperor level mental power, even if Nan Fusheng's soul skills are a bit weird, as long as he is prepared, a soul master's first soul skill is not worth worrying about.

But unexpectedly, he almost capsized in the gutter. Nan Fusheng actually used his soul skill when he was broken by Tang Wulin's thousand-forged silver hammer and successfully caused him to fall into a state of loss of mind. When the thousand-forged silver hammer approached him, he was about to break his soul. When he was on his face, he subconsciously used his martial soul.

Otherwise, if you get hit by that hammer, your head will not be blown out.

He also has to lie in the hospital for at least a while. His face will never be preserved anyway. The cold and arrogant male god also needs to be respectful. If he is sent to the hospital by these children, he doesn't know if he has the face to come back to teach them.

"Oh, we won, we beat Teacher Dancing."

Xie Xie was shouting excitedly, and the three of them smiled. After all, Teacher Wu is a Six Ring Soul Emperor! Even if there are some tricks, if you win, you will win.

Wu Changkong beside him looked at Xie Xie who was shouting loudly, and had already secretly kept a small notebook for him in his heart. He must work hard on Xie Xie in the future.

The whole competition was not very effective, but not much. Finally, when he attacked Tang Wulin, he even dragged Gu Yue down, making her unable to support her. After winning, she still shouted here, for fear that others would not know that he would win. Like.

Xie Xie, who was beside him, didn't know that he had been recorded by Wu Changkong, but he instinctively felt a chill.

"Nan Fusheng, use your soul skill on me again." Wu Changkong said to Nan Fusheng.

"Okay." Nan Fusheng didn't say nonsense, and directly used the stealing to Wu Changkong.

As the light symbolizing the ten-year soul ring flashed, Wu Changkong held his breath and focused his mind, staring at Nan Fusheng tightly, and another trance was accompanied by.

"Nan Fusheng, do you mind talking about your own soul skills?" Wu Changkong said directly to Nan Fusheng that asking the soul master's soul skills is a taboo.

Unless he is a partner with a good relationship, he usually won’t ask, so Wu Changkong asked Nan Fusheng for his opinion.

"Well, Teacher Wu, my first soul skill: deprivation of time can deprive others of their consciousness for a period of time, depending on the strength and mental power of both parties.

The stronger the opponent's strength, the shorter the time I can control it. As for the range, it can be used as long as the opponent is within my sight or under the locked mental power. "Nan Fusheng said half true and half false.

"Can you deprive others of your consciousness of soul skills? Can a soul master control my soul skills for a short period of time? It seems that his martial soul may be even stronger than I thought, Time Worm? Time? Is it?”

Just as Wu Changkong was thinking deeply, he saw the thousand-forged silver hammer that broke his wooden sword.

"Your hammer is weird."

Wu Changkong came to his senses and looked at Tang Wulin who was recycling the hammer. Nan Fusheng's soul skills did control him before, but Tang Wulin's hammer played a final role.

Tang Wulin said: "This is a sunken silver hammer, which will be heavier than an ordinary forged hammer."

"How heavy is it? Let me see." Xie Xie was very interested in the hammer that could break Teacher Wu's wooden sword. He ran over quickly and grabbed the thousand-forged silver hammer in Tang Wulin's hand.

"Dang!" The second the silver hammer left Tang Wulin's hand, it fell directly to the ground. The huge inertia caused Xie Xie to fall flat on his face.

"Ouch!" Xie Xie cried out in pain, "What is this thing of yours? Why is it so heavy?"

Wu Changkong walked over and picked up the thousand-forged silver hammer, and couldn't help but be moved. No wonder his wooden sword was broken. The weight of this hammer...

"A single handle is about 150 kilograms."

Wu Changkong said: "Just now, there were three forces coming from it. Is this your control or something else?"

Tang Wulin hesitated for a moment and said: "It's the ability of the hammer itself. After the metal is forged a thousand times, it will produce some uncertain special effects. My silver hammer also has it, called the stacking hammer."

Although Wu Changkong didn't know how to forge, he could see the preciousness of this pair of thousand-forged silver hammers. He nodded slightly and said, "You are very talented in forging? I checked and found that Mu Xi, who is going to compete with you in forging today, is the daughter of the president of the Donghai City Forging Association."

"Well, I am a forger." Thinking of the courtesy he received in the Forging Association, Tang Wulin felt much better.

Wu Changkong's eyes showed a thoughtful look. He raised his hand and said to Tang Wulin, "Come, hold my hand."

"Pull me with all your strength, let me feel how strong your strength is." Wu Changkong said.

"Oh." Tang Wulin responded, took a deep breath, exerted force with both arms, and pulled back.

Wu Changkong was well prepared this time, and the whole person stood there motionless like a nail.

Tang Wulin's face gradually turned red because he was going all out. Although Wu Changkong did not move, the faint soul power fluctuations on his body showed that he was not so relaxed. At least he needed soul power support to avoid being pulled by Tang Wulin.

"Okay." After a moment, Wu Changkong called a halt.

Tang Wulin then stopped his strength.

A strange look flashed across Wu Changkong's cold face, and he patted Tang Wulin on the shoulder, "The four of you will fight together in the promotion match. If your strength can reach this level, then our tactics will be interesting."