Chapter 527, Soul-Breaking Spear

"These, these fairy grasses are all yours?" It took a long time before Yang Wudi came back to his senses and said in disbelief, "Where did you get these things?"

"Senior, please rest assured. I got all these herbs from legitimate sources. There will never be any problems." Qi Ling said with a smile, "If senior can win, senior can choose any three of these herbs. I will All can be given to seniors. "

Yang Wudi said in surprise: "What? You said that I can choose three of these fairy grasses at will? Boy, you have to think clearly!"

"I, Qi Ling, will never break my promise!" Qi Ling said with a smile.

Seeing Yang Wudi's extremely excited expression, Ma Hongjun on the side couldn't help but secretly said to Oscar: "It's over, this old man is tempted! Sure enough, no matter how cunning the fox is, he can't escape from the hands of the old hunter, Boss Qi!"

Oscar also said: "Putting so many fairy grasses in front of me makes my heart move! Boss Qi is a conspiracy, a conspiracy that no one can refuse."

In the end, Yang Wudi couldn't stand the attraction of these fairy grasses, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, kid, I'll make a bet with you! If you win, all of my Po family will join your Longhua clan, no words whatsoever!" "

"It's a deal!" Qi Ling said with a smile, "Senior, please take action!"

Seeing that the two had reached an agreement, everyone couldn't help but step back to give them room to compete. Although Tai Tan and others were absolutely sure of Qi Ling, Yang Wudi's soul-breaking gun was different from other souls. His expression became serious for a moment.

As the cold soul power emanated from Yang Wudi's body, his martial soul soul-breaking gun instantly appeared in his hand. The spear was completely black and exuded a cold luster.

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At the same time, two yellow, two purple, four black, and eight soul rings also appeared on the soul-breaking gun, shining up and down around the two-foot-long spear, blooming with incomparable brilliance.

"Level 82 attack-type Soul Douluo, Yang Wudi, Wuhun Soul-Breaking Spear!" Yang Wudi held the gun in his hand, and his whole aura changed instantly, as if he had transformed into a spear, with an unstoppable sharpness.

"Boy, summon your martial spirit. Let me see what kind of capital you have. How dare you make such a bet with me!" Yang Wudi said.

Qi Ling smiled, the Divine Dragon Emperor Soul Seal on his right hand lit up, and the majestic and vast soul power surged out instantly, making Yang Wudi immediately change his expression, do you have the aura of the Soul Emperor? Is there a Soul Emperor like you?

But Yang Wudi's shock was far from over. When the phantom of the Dragon Emperor fell from the sky and possessed Qi Ling, and then his six soul rings lit up one after another, Yang Wudi's mouth opened wide again, and he began to feel Come on, these fairy grasses don’t seem to be that easy to get.

"Qi Ling, level sixty-eight fighting soul emperor, martial soul dragon emperor, please give me some advice!" Qi Ling stood with his hands behind his back and said to Yang Wudi.

Like everyone who saw Qi Ling's martial soul for the first time, Yang Wudi looked at Qi Ling's two bright red soul rings and said in shock: "Are you really the Soul Emperor? What Soul Emperor has two hundred thousand years? A soul ring?"

"It's just good luck. In addition, I want to tell senior first that in addition to these two soul rings, I also have four soul bones, and they should all be more than 100,000 years old." Qi Ling said with a smile, "So senior Don’t worry, just try your best.”

Yang Wudi finally understood that he was facing a weak Soul Emperor, but he was clearly a terrifying monster! With such a configuration, I have no right to look down on Qi Ling anymore. I should be the one who is at a disadvantage.

But despite this, Yang Wudi had no intention of backing down. He was not interested in fighting weak opponents. The soul-breaking gun became stronger when it encountered strong opponents. The more powerful opponents it fought, the more it could unleash its infinite potential.

So after a brief moment of surprise, Yang Wudi focused all his attention on the spear in his hand. His entire energy and energy were concentrated on one point. No matter what happened in front of him, he could not divert his attention. force.

Qi Ling looked at Yang Wudi's absolutely concentrated state and couldn't help but secretly praise him in his heart. It is this will that is not moved by external objects that is the strength of the Soul-Breaking Gun of the Broken Clan.

The powerful concentration allowed Yang Wudi to use all his strength in attacks without wasting any of it. Not to mention the level of Contra, not even ordinary Titled Douluo dared to underestimate him.

With respect for Yang Wudi, Qi Ling pulled out the Xuanyuan Sword at the beginning of the battle. The sword's intention filled all the space like running water, and the Xuanyuan Sword Realm expanded accordingly, shrouding Yang Wudi in it.

But then Qi Ling was surprised to find that Yang Wudi, who was in the Xuanyuan Sword Realm, was not affected by his own sword at all. This was the first time such a thing had happened!

His completely concentrated will excluded all Qi Ling's sword intent, unable to interfere with him in the slightest. He is like a stubborn stone in the river. No matter how you wash away and attack me, I will not move. Keep your true heart.

"Sure enough, the soul-breaking gun lives up to its reputation." Qi Ling praised.

"Thank you, take the gun!" Yang Wudi said, and stabbed Qi Ling with a gun. The moment he took out the gun, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the soul-breaking gun, and he suddenly developed an extremely powerful momentum, which was unstoppable. Go forward.

Qi Ling's attention was locked on the tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear the moment it was launched! The Soul-Breaking Spear was indeed powerful, but this power was gained through absolute concentration, that is, all of Yang Wudi's strength was now concentrated on the tip of the spear.

As a result, as long as Qi Ling stared at the tip of Yang Wudi's spear, he would not have to worry about him attacking him from other places, which would instead disperse Yang Wudi's strength and greatly break his spear.

With concentration, Qi Ling concentrated all his sword intent on the tip of the Xuanyuan Sword and stabbed at the Soul-Breaking Spear, intending to compete head-on with Yang Wudi.

"Qi Ling's approach is not wise!" Niu Gao, who was standing by, saw this and couldn't help but worry, "Spears and swords are not the same weapons. A frontal attack is obviously using one's own weaknesses to defeat the enemy's strengths!"

Niu Gao, who almost never uses weapons, knows this truth, so Qi Ling must know it. So what he has to do is not to resist Yang Wudi from the front, but to divert his attack.

Facing the extremely focused Yang Wudi, it is naturally not an easy task to divert his attack. At this time, the two sides are competing to see who has a stronger will and whose attack is more accurate.

In the end, Qi Ling succeeded. After all, it was much simpler to just divert Yang Wudi's attack route a little bit. Yang Wudi's first shot was resolved by Qi Ling.