Chapter 342 Ten Thousand Years Soul Ring
The spirit of the soul-breaking gun appeared in his hand, followed closely by the eight spirit rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple and black.
"Boy, don't blame me for not warning you. It's too late to admit defeat now, otherwise my soul-breaking gun won't have eyes when the competition begins!"
"Master Yang Wudi, how can there be any reason to be timid before fighting?" Qi Tian did not flinch at all.
Compared to Tang San, Yang Wubai's attitude towards him was pretty good. After all, they had no grudges before, and Qitian was still here to deliver something.
"Okay." Yang Wudi laughed, and the soul-breaking gun played like a gun in his hand.
"Yang Wudi, a level 82 power attack type fighting spirit Douluo."
Qitian rolled up his sleeves, and bloody Shura patterns appeared on his fists, as well as golden soul power fluctuations.
"Since you are an elder, there is no need for me to report my soul power level."
The next second, seven soul rings of yellow, purple, black, red, and orange lingered around him.
"One hundred thousand year soul ring!" Everyone in the Po clan was shocked.
"A nineteen-year-old soul saint, and two hundred thousand year soul rings, what is the background of this kid." Yang Wudi murmured in his heart.
With Qi Tian's strength, he must have a strong background. If he hurt Qi Tian in the next competition, the Po clan might suffer retaliation. Fighting with fear of hands and feet is not what Yang Wudi is good at.
Tianmeng Glacier's voice sounded, "Qitian, this person is very powerful. His eyes are very focused, and any subtle movement you make may not escape his sight. In comparison, this guy's soul power level is low. Otherwise, it will definitely be more difficult than Chen Zhi’s. ”
The Ice Emperor continued: "I seem to have heard of martial arts such as the Soul-Breaking Gun. The power of this martial spirit lies in its penetrating power. Your current soul power level is not enough to use the full power of the Ice Emperor's armor. Strength. Don’t use your body to resist, avoid if you can.”
Qitian nodded slightly.
Of course he knew everything about Yang Wudi. But Ice Emperor and Tianmeng Glacier were able to analyze Yang Wudi's strengths in a short period of time, which was enough to prove their knowledge.
"Boy, you have the strength to fight me." After thinking about it, Yang Wudi decided not to hold back.
If Qi Tian can defeat him at such a young age, it will be enough to prove that the Elemental Sect will be extremely powerful in the future. Taking refuge in this giant tree early is also beneficial to the Po clan.
Yang Wudi stepped forward with his gun, and the tip of the gun hit Qi Tian's chest.
The gun shot out like a dragon, and its powerful momentum caused the surrounding air to quickly separate, creating bursts of air explosions.
"The first soul skill, Shenglong Fist!"
While turning sideways to avoid the tip of the spear, Qi Tian threw an uppercut.
As the dragon roar sounded, Qi Tian raised the soul-breaking gun and punched Yang Wudi again, hitting Yang Wudi's lower ribs.
"What a strength!"
Yang Wudi raised his eyebrows and at the same time put away his gun and retreated.
After the first round of confrontation, Qi Tian had a slight advantage.
"How is it possible? The head of the family is a Soul Douluo. How could he suffer at the hands of the Soul Saint?" Many disciples of the Po Zhi Clan couldn't help but ask.
Some older family deacons explained: "This is the bonus of a hundred thousand year soul ring! How on earth did this young man absorb a hundred thousand year soul ring over his years?"
A soul master with a hundred thousand year soul ring is almost the most powerful being at his level.
Even though Qi Tian was only level seventy-five, with the blessing of two hundred thousand year soul rings, ordinary Contras were really no match for him.
However, Yang Wudi is no ordinary Contra!
"The first soul skill, shock!"
The soul-breaking gun drew a perfect arc in Yang Wudi's hand, and the gun tip hit the ground.
The ground of the entire martial arts arena trembled.
Qitian used Qingyun Step at his feet, took a few steps back, and gradually stabilized his figure.
"The second soul skill, Toru!"
A flash of red light flashed in Yang Wudi's eyes.
Kicking out his right foot, the soul-breaking gun rose from the ground. The tip of the spear was aimed at Qi Tian's chest and stabbed out suddenly.
"Don't think about defense, you have to fight head-on." Ice Emperor's urgent voice sounded in his mind.
Qi Tian nodded in his heart, and the black soul ring under his feet suddenly lit up, "The fifth soul skill, Thunder Explosion Fist."
His fists were as fast as thunder, and he fired several punches in succession, forming a lightning stance in front of him.
Yang Wudi felt the power of the thunder and lightning, and threw the soul-breaking gun with his right hand.
It's now!
There was a flash of light in Qi Tian's eyes, and the flight path of the ring-breaking gun was like a slow-playing movie in his eyes.
Stretching out his hands, Qi Tian suddenly caught the soul-breaking gun!
"The third soul skill, explode!"
An explosion flashed at the tip of the gun!
Qi Tian's reaction was quite quick, and the Saratan giant turtle's need rose instantly, blocking most of the damage.
"Boy, you are very good." Withdrawing the soul-breaking gun, Yang Wudi stood with the gun.
The combo he just executed would have caused confusion to any Contra. Qi Tian relied on his own strength to resolve his offensive.
After the second round of fighting, Qitian did not suffer a loss!
"Next, don't blame me for not giving you a chance." Yang Wudi's eyes glowed with red light.
"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"
The skin of Zhao Yun from King Pesticide!
Qi Tian complained in his heart, it was actually Yang Wudi's actions that were somewhat similar.
"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"
The orange-red soul ring lingering around Qitian suddenly lit up, and the powerful pressure of the soul ring could be felt throughout Longxing City.
"That's the Po Clan's residence. What's going on?" On the streets in the city, many eyes were looking in the direction of the Po Clan's residence.
"Is this a hundred thousand year soul ring? It's such a powerful pressure!"
Some people were surprised, while others were thinking about something.
In a teahouse in the city, several medicinal merchants were sitting together.
"I think the Po clan has offended a certain strong man. Since the hundred thousand year soul ring has been revealed, this strong man must have vowed to kill all the Po clan."
"Guild presidents, let's wait first. When the sound of fighting disappears, we will immediately rush into the Po clan's mansion. Whoever grabs the medicinal materials will belong to him. Before leaving, we all will make a fortune. ”
"What a great idea. I'll arrange the people right away and take action at any time."
Businessmen are profit-seeking, regardless of the fact that they have made a lot of money relying on the medicinal materials of the Po Zhi clan. But when it comes to matters of their own survival, their goals are surprisingly consistent.
A dead Taoist friend is not a poor Taoist.
Plus, they're going to give it a good kick.
……
"The fourth soul skill, press!"
The soul-breaking gun hit his head, Qi Tian crossed his arms to block it.
No matter how hard Yang Wudi tried, the soul-breaking gun couldn't press down even an inch.
Qi Tian, the Soul Saint, was definitely the strongest Soul Saint he had ever seen.
"Boy, there's no point in continuing the fight like this. Let's decide the outcome with one move!" After that, Yang Wudi drew his gun and retreated.
Qitian replied: "Why not!"
"The Eighth Soul Skill"
Yang Wudi jumped up, his figure briefly suspended in the air, and the aura of Contra completely exploded!
