Douluo: My Martial Soul is a card

Chapter 13 Poor means tactical penetration, rich means fire coverage

"Teacher, why does it only chase Xiao Lu?" Looking at the scene next to him, Tang San asked in confusion.

"I don't know the reason." The master shook his head. He has studied martial arts for so many years, but he has never encountered such a situation. "Save people first."

In any case, Tang Lu was also brought out by him, and he couldn't be allowed to die in this Soul Hunting Forest, otherwise he would be to blame for his death.

Thinking about what Tang Lu said when he set off, that he needed to find more soul masters together, a trace of bitterness appeared in the master's eyes. It turned out that without them, it would be really difficult for him to even help someone obtain the first soul ring.

Taking a deep breath, the master raised his hand and threw a few white radishes to Luo Sanpao, and then one of the soul rings on Luo Sanpao's body suddenly flashed.

"Farting is like thunder, banging the sky and breaking the earth!"

boom-

The Mandala Snake, who was chasing Tang Lu, did not expect that this group of prey would dare to sneak up on it. One who didn't notice was hit by Luo Sanpao's soul skill, and the huge snake body was directly bombarded and moved horizontally for a distance of several meters.

"Fizz!"

The tail twisted and twisted on the ground, and the mandala snake stood upright again. A pair of blood-red eyes stared at Luo Sanpao, and a tail whip whipped him.

"Hey!"

Luo Sanpao's chubby body was thrown flying in an instant, and then was grabbed by the mandala snake, and a pair of red eyes suddenly shone with a dazzling red light.

With a scream, Luo Sanpao turned into purple light and returned to the master's body. Seeing the cold light from the cold red vertical pupils, the master's face instantly turned pale.

Finished!

The Mandala Snake was successfully attracted by Luo Sanpao, and Tang Lu was fine immediately. He stopped to take a breath, and raised his eyes to look at the Mandala that was quickly moving towards Master Tang San. Snake, Tang Lu was annoyed.

He has grown so big, he has never been so embarrassed as he is today, being chased by a snake!
At this moment, all panic and fear were thrown aside by him, and what was in his heart was the anger after being humiliated in front of others.

333444 came out of his hand, and a one-meter-sized flying card quietly floated in front of Tang Lu.

The flying card is Tang Lu's martial soul, which is closely connected with his consciousness. With a thought in his mind, the flying card quickly carried Tang Lu's body and flew towards the mandala snake.

Stretching out his hand to grab, Tang Lu held the remaining 190 four cards in his hand, 345767 straights, 334455 consecutive pairs, and threw them towards the mandala snake in front of him like no money.

In the dark night, a little cold light came first, and then the cards flew like flying.

ding ding ding-

A series of chirping sounds of gold and iron resounded in the night, accompanied by countless sparks splashing.

"Fizz!"

The scale armor of the Datura Snake has amazing defensive power, and almost all of Tang Lu's cards were bounced away.

However, there was still some damage. Although it did not cause any substantial damage, it made the Mandala Snake feel pain.

The figure that was moving quickly towards the master Tang San suddenly stopped, and the Mandala Snake stared at Tang Lu who was riding on the flying card with the cold triangular eyes, and rushed towards him.

After all, it was only a hundred-year-old soul beast, and its spiritual intelligence was not high, so Tang Lu easily pulled away all the hatred.

Seeing that Shunzi and Lian Duohua's attack was not very effective against the Mandala Snake, Tang Lu resorted to the strongest attack method he could use so far, the bomb!

Because the smaller the cards, the higher the probability of drawing them, Tang Lu had a lot of number cards except 2, which accounted for almost three-quarters of all the stored cards.

There are not two bombs with big cards, but there are still quite a few bombs with number cards.

Moreover, the flying speed of the flying card is faster than the moving speed of the mandala snake, so there is no need to worry about it being able to catch up with itself.

The left hand is 33334444, the right hand is 55556666, Tang Lu sent a bomb burst.

Boom boom boom!
If you are poor, you will be interspersed with tactics, and if you are rich, you will be covered by firepower. The truth is within the range, and there are ashes under the artillery fire.

Under the night sky, the flames of the explosion flickered, and there were loud roars, which were also mixed with the painful neighing of the Datura snake.

With the defensive power of the Datura Snake scales, one or two bombs may not be of much use, but twenty or thirty bombs are bombarded continuously, even if the Datura Snake is a scale-like soul beast known for its defense, it can't help being bruised at this time. The bleeding didn't stop.

The ground within ten meters around has sunk five or six meters, and the ground is scorched black. The mandala snake is lying limply on the bottom of the pit, and the luster has disappeared from the blood-colored pupils at this time.

Yu Kai stopped at the edge of the deep pit with the flying card, stretched his head to look at the dying mandala snake, Tang Lu spat at the bottom of the pit disdainfully.

"Come on, come and chase me again, if you give me cowhide again, if you don't give me some color to see, you really don't know how many eyes Prince Ma has!"

Seeing this scene, Tang San was not surprised at all. After Tang Lu's martial soul awakened, almost everyone in the entire Saint Soul Village had seen the power of his martial soul, and the shorter hill at the back was the best proof.

Tang San is familiar with Tang Lu, but Grandmaster is not!

Seeing that there was no movement here, the master hurried over to check the situation, just in time to see the picture of Tang Lu spitting at the bottom of the pit, looking down at the dying mandala snake covered in scars, the master was confused.

A tenth-level soul warrior who has just awakened his martial soul and has not obtained a soul ring, faced a centenary-level mandala snake known as a rookie killer. , Is he really out of date, or has the world changed?

Thinking of the scene of Luo Sanpao being whipped away by the mandala snake's tail, and then looking at the mandala snake lying on the bottom of the pit, the master showed a complicated expression.

Is this the child of the big brother who is known as the youngest titled Douluo in the mainland?

The big guy's world is really scary!

Suddenly it seemed that he had thought of something, and the master's face, which had been hit a little bit, suddenly exuded an inexplicable brilliance. "Little San, hurry up, this one-hundred-year-old mandala snake is just right for your Blue Silver Grass's first soul ring, kill it quickly before it dies!"

"But teacher, my martial spirit is plant-type, and this mandala snake is a beast-type spirit beast, not the same species, won't absorbing its spirit ring cause attribute conflicts?" Tang San asked.

"Who said that plant-type martial spirits can only absorb the spirit rings of plant-type spirit beasts? I have studied the ten core competitiveness of martial spirits, and I can already give a clear conclusion. As long as the type is suitable, there is no problem at all. Yes." The master's eyes sparkled.

"Good teacher, I'll listen to you." Although he was still somewhat puzzled, Tang San still chose to trust his teacher's judgment.

Seeing Tang San holding the dagger given by the master and walking step by step towards the mandala snake at the bottom of the pit, Tang Lu curled his lips and sat down on a stone beside him.

In the battle with the Mandala Snake just now, the [-] cards he stored have been out of ten, and now he has to draw some out for emergencies.

……

ps: Please collect and recommend tickets!

(End of this chapter)