The odd number of Douluo

Chapter 384 Experiment
"There is more than enough offense and not enough defense."

"Although you have given up all defenses and created unique attack power, if you meet a soul master with strong perception and reaction like me, you will instantly fall into a disadvantage."

"Haha, what Lei Douluo said is true, but Mr. Yang has devoted his whole life to researching attack methods. If I were asked to study defense again, it would be putting the cart before the horse."

Yang Wudi nodded as if agreeing, but he still didn't agree with Zhao Xuan's point of view. Holding guns in both hands, he slammed down on Zhao Xuan fiercely.

The body deflected slightly, Yang Wudi's heavy blow was completely missed, and a deep ravine was formed on the ground, adding a wound to the ground.

Frowning slightly, a look of helplessness appeared on Yang Wudi's face. Just as Zhao Xuanruo said, if he meets such a soul master with excellent perception and response, unless his offensive is faster, it will be difficult to cause him harm.

It's a pity that all his energy was focused on the "thorn", but he had much less control over his speed.

If he can be as aggressive as fire and as swift as the wind, then his path will be truly invincible.

Zhao Xuan's constant dodging gradually made Yang Wudi feel annoyed. It's like you've accumulated all your strength, but you punched the cotton with a punch, and you have nothing to do.

"I also ask Lei Douluo to teach me the power of attack!"

Yang Wudi said suddenly.

Zhao Xuan was slightly taken aback, then nodded with a smile: "Okay."

The dazzling spear struck from a distance like a meteor, Zhao Xuan didn't dodge, and stood there with a smile on his face.

Yang Wudi frowned, not knowing what Zhao Xuan was planning, but according to his own observation and perception, there was obviously no ambush.

what happened?

While he was wondering, his long spear had penetrated Zhao Xuan's chest, and that real touch was definitely not a fake body.

Yang Wudi suddenly came back to his senses, staring at Zhao Xuan who was still smiling with wide-eyed horror, and suddenly felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet to his forehead.

Not only him, even the few people in the distance were scalp numb.

"Don't move. Although Hall Master Yang is powerful, he can't hurt Zhao Xuan."

Tang San stretched out his hand to stop the few people who were about to rush over, his eyes were purple, staring closely at the two people in the distance.

"But……"

Tai Tan was in a hurry and looked into the distance nervously. Yang Wudi pierced Zhao Xuan's chest with a spear in his hand, and the splash of purple-gold blood was so real and magnificent.

And Yang Wudi was equally dazed. The purple-gold blood on Zhao Xuan's chest flowed down the spear to his palm. The purple-gold blood was like flowing golden sunlight, extremely gorgeous and sacred. When it touched his palm, he faintly felt a tingling sensation. Painful feeling.

"This this……"

Yang Wudi looked incoherently at Xiang Zhao Xuan in front of him, feeling at a loss for the first time, his mind was blank.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

In front of him, Zhao Xuan, who was pierced by the soul-breaking gun, looked calm. He looked down at the wound pierced by the soul-breaking gun, and murmured in a low voice: "Although it is only a superficial rule, it can already cause me harm, but The effect... is better than nothing."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Xuan's aura suddenly sank, and Yang Wudi in front of him felt a huge pressure pressing down on him, and immediately a strong repulsive force came from the other end of the soul-breaking gun that he was holding tightly in his hand, breaking the entire body. The soul gun ejected from Zhao Xuan's chest.

The purple-gold blood sprinkled all over the sky, extremely bright, sacred and extraordinary.

But at the moment when the soul-breaking gun came out of the body, Zhao Xuan's wound suddenly filled with a stream of data, and the original pierced area recovered in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Yang Wudi who was staring blankly in front of him, Zhao Xuan said apologetically, "I'm sorry to test the new ability."

After a long time, Yang Wudi came back to his senses, licked his lips, and then sighed, suddenly there was an aura called decadence on his body.

Even if he took the initiative to hit him, he still couldn't cause much damage to him. Is Title Douluo really that powerful?

"Master Yang, are you ready?"

Seeing that Yang Wudi was a little absent-minded, Zhao Xuan, who was ready to go, couldn't help asking.

"Get ready, Great Elder please."

Yang Wudi took a deep breath, then fixed his gaze on Zhao Xuan.

"Well."

Zhao Xuan nodded. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the aura of his whole body suddenly gathered together. With the rush of blood in his body, all the power gathered, and Zhao Xuan also took advantage of the momentum and slammed a punch forward.

"Duh!"

Standing in the distance, Yang Wudi's eyes glowed brightly, and he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart: "What a powerful punch!"

At the same time, the eighth soul ring on his body also flickered, and the soul-breaking gun in his hand became darker and darker. In the faint, everyone present seemed to hear a faint dragon chant.

Tang San and the others are now in the distance, staring intently at the battlefield, the strong wind from the two of them will make their clothes rattle.

Lou Gao, who was protected by Tang San, swallowed his saliva, is this a battle at the Title Douluo level?
Tai Tan and the others were also shocked. This kind of fighting power has far surpassed them. Tai Tan couldn't help but murmured: "The old goat's path is much stronger than ours."

Amidst the sound of the wind and the dragon's chants, Yang Wudi suddenly stepped forward, the dazzling white spear light scorching people, and then the black long spear turned into a black dragon, holding the white spear light in its mouth, roaring away along the front.

"hold head high!"

The dragon's chant shook the whole field, and this pose is also Yang Wudi's eighth soul skill - Rulong.

The white air waves caused by the gun dragon and Zhao Xuan's fist strength intersected, and there was a sudden explosion that resounded through the world, and the whole world was surging with wind and sand flying wildly.

Under the strong wind, even the heavy-bodied Tai Tan and Niu Gao couldn't help but lose face, and the strong wind made them retreat too.

"I'm going, this old goat has exploded!"

With the burst of soul power, Tai Tan steadied his footsteps, but couldn't help complaining.

"But his situation is not good." Niu Gao beside him murmured looking into the distance.

At the point of confrontation, Yang Wudi was holding a pitch-black soul-breaking gun in a stalemate with Zhao Xuan's fist. The strong wind generated by the collision between the two blew his cheeks, tearing several bloodstains.

What was even more frightening was that his hands were trembling from the violently shaking spear, his entire arm was flushed red, and his blood vessels were exposed.

Zhao Xuan couldn't help frowning, and said in a voice: "Why does Hall Master Yang have to work so hard?"

Yang Wudi's long hair was flying, and the wind was blowing in his ears, but he turned a deaf ear to it, and said in a deep voice, "One of us is never timid."

After finishing speaking, the veins on his forehead were exposed, his teeth were clenched tightly, and he firmly held the barrel of the Soul Breaking Gun, shouting: "Break it!"

"boom!

The turbulent air flow moved around, and the yellow sand rose tens of feet, filling everyone's sight.

(End of this chapter)