Douluo: My martial spirit can cultivate

Chapter 40 Dress up as a pig and eat a tiger
Tai Long said arrogantly; "Don't be so crazy when you talk, kid, be careful when you get slapped in the face."

Yan Ming showed a smirk and said, "The last grass on the grave that dared to shout in front of me was already two meters high, so you should worry about yourself."

Tai Long glanced at Xiao Wu, and found that Xiao Wu didn't even look at him, he clenched his fist and said, "Come on, let's go to the academy arena and see if I don't beat you up."

Tyrone turned and walked ahead, heading for the arena in Academy Square.

Yan Ming walked unhurriedly to the arena.

Xiao Wu quickly finished the food on the table, wiped her mouth and followed Yan Ming's pace.

Xiao Wu pulled Yan Ming's hand and said, "You don't really want to beat him out of shit, do you? With your strength, I'm afraid you can kill him with one punch."

Yan Ming said, "Just teach him a lesson, how could I beat him to death, just play with him."

Xiao Wu said, "Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, I'm talking about people like you, but I like it."

Tai Long, who was walking in front, glanced at the two talking and laughing behind him, gritted his teeth, and secretly said: Just wait to be punished by me.

After arriving at the arena, Tai Long and Yan Ming took the stage respectively.

Many people around recognized Tai Long. After all, Tai Long was relatively famous in the academy, and they all gathered around the arena to watch the show.

"Isn't this Tai Long? This time he has some reason to compete."

"Who knows, after all, Tai Long is a well-known troublemaker in the academy."

"Look at his opponent. This kid looks pretty good. It seems that Tai Long will definitely hit him in the face."

Xiao Wu heard that the people around her were not optimistic about Yan Ming, so she smiled and secretly said; if Yan Ming was violent, it would be quite scary, and she could see clearly what Tang San was beaten up back then.

Tai Long summoned the martial soul, and three yellow, yellow and purple soul rings appeared all over his body, and said, "Tai Long, the powerful orangutan of the martial soul, the 37th-level war soul master."

Yan Ming thought for a while and then said; "Yan Ming, Wuhun Ruyi Golden Cuff, Level 37 Battle Soul Lord."

Seeing that Yan Ming didn't summon the martial soul, Tai Long said angrily; "Boy, why don't you summon the martial soul? Are you looking down on me?"

Yan Ming said casually; "It's not that I look down on you, but I'm afraid that you will die after I use my martial soul."

Tai Long snorted and didn't believe Yan Ming's words at all, the second soul ring flickered, "Soul skill, explosive power."

Tai Long punched Yan Ming's head.

Yan Ming started a Tai Chi pose, and when Tai Long's fist came in front of him, he held the fist with one hand, then turned sideways and hit Tai Long's chest with the other hand.

"boom."

Tai Long retreated again and again from this punch, clutching his chest and said, "What kind of soul skill is this?"

Yan Ming said; "Conquer strength with softness, create your own soul skills, Tai Chi."

Xiao Wu in the audience understood the meaning of Yan Ming's words, she was teaching herself these moves, otherwise Yan Ming wouldn't talk nonsense in the competition.

The students watching around the arena were also amazed again and again.

Unconvinced, Tai Long waved his fist and attacked Yan Ming again, the first soul ring flickered "Soul skill, the power of the rock."

Tai Long secretly thought; the defense of the whole body has been improved, so I don't believe that this kid can still hurt me.

Yan Ming raised his hand to defuse Tai Long's fist with soft strength.

Tai Long felt as if his fist had hit the cotton, and he couldn't use any force at all.

Xiao Wu in the audience watched with gusto, this Tai Chi combined with her own soft skills is like a tiger with wings added.

Tai Long's first and second soul rings flickered all over his body, "Combined soul skills, dominant body."

Tai Long secretly said; the defense of the first soul skill, and the enhancement of the power of the second soul skill, I don't believe you can resolve it.

Seeing this situation, Yan Ming felt that Tai Long wasn't too stupid, he knew how to overcome all dharmas with one force, but his own Tai Chi was just something he had figured out to play with, and it wasn't real Tai Chi.

A golden thunder and lightning appeared in the palm of Yan Ming's right hand, "I created my own soul skill, thunder in the palm of my hand."

"boom."

With one palm and one punch, a small air wave was generated.

Tai Long was pushed back dozens of meters away, clutching his numb arm, now he understood that this kid in front of him was not an ordinary person, his martial soul was useless, and he created his own soul skills one after another.

The students watching from the audience were all cheering.

"Tai Long hit the iron plate this time, Yan Ming cheers, beat him flat."

"Tai Long, you trash, can you do it?"

"This competition is really exciting."

Yan Ming lacked interest, felt that beating like this was meaningless, and said, "I'm going to use my strength next, you have to take the beating."

A step appeared in front of Tai Long, "Lushan Shenglongba," and the uppercut hit Tai Long's chin firmly.

Before Tai Long could react, he felt a gust of wind in front of him, and suddenly felt a sharp pain in his jaw, and he ascended to heaven inexplicably.

Yan Ming jumped up and appeared on top of Tai Long, "The crow is flying," and stepped on Tai Long's stomach with both feet.

"boom."

Yan Ming stepped on Tai Long and fell from the sky with such force that even the arena was smashed into cracks.

"Cough cough."

Blood spit out from Tai Long's mouth, obviously suffering from a lot of internal injuries.

This set of combos was performed very quickly by Yan Ming, and the students watching from the audience saw that Tai Long had just ascended to the sky and then quickly fell from the sky, all of which happened in a short moment.

Yan Ming kicked Tai Long in the stomach again, sending him flying.

Tai Long kept rolling on the ground like a ball, got up from the ground unsteadily, and said, "I haven't lost yet, I'm coming."

Yan Ming had lost his patience, and said impatiently; "If you don't want to be seriously injured, just admit defeat honestly, and I won't show mercy from now on."

Tai Long looked at Xiao Wu in the audience, and found that Xiao Wu had been looking at Yan Ming all the time, and he hadn't even looked at him directly, and he felt annoyed in his heart.

"I don't believe it, I can't beat you, the third soul skill, Fighting Charge." Tai Long shouted.

Crossing his hands in front of his chest, he slammed into Yan Ming with all his strength, the speed can be described as extremely fast.

Yan Ming raised his leg and kicked him sideways.

"boom."

This blow was so powerful that Tai Long was directly kicked out of the arena.

Yan Ming said: "You know you can't win, but you still want to go forward. You are not fighting but stupid."

The students around the stage felt that what Yan Ming said made sense.

Yan Ming stepped off the arena, came to Xiao Wu's side, and said to the people around him, "Go and call the people from the infirmary to heal these two idiots."

A few enthusiastic students picked up Tyrone and ran to the medical room.

Xiao Wu hugged Yan Ming's arm and said, "Let's go, accompany me to class."

Yan Ming smiled and said, "It's hard to find time to accompany you, but you want me to accompany you to class."

Xiao Wu pursed her lips and said, "You don't like to go shopping with me, so I can only let you go to class with me."

Yan Ming had no choice but to accompany Xiao Wu to class.

(End of this chapter)