Douluo's strange martial spirit

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Facing the wind blade coming towards her face, the woman showed no panic, completely lying on the ring, letting the wind blade fly past her.

After the wind blade passed, she saw that her limbs were exerting force at the same time, and she had completed the transition from avoidance to attack almost in an instant.

"The third soul skill, surrounded by lightning!" As the woman shouted, the purple soul ring under her body lit up.

Immediately afterwards, four balls of lightning surrounded her body, tilting and spinning.

The speed is so fast that it is staggering!

“Not bad, it integrates offense and defense, which is a bit interesting.

Whether the enemy attacks her or she attacks the enemy, opponents of the same level will be paralyzed for a short time.

If she could stimulate her muscles through electric current to increase her speed, then this skill would be even more perfect. "

Although Zhang Zheng likes to enjoy himself, he doesn't like to fight and fight to the death.

But these three years of entrepreneurial experience have given him rich combat experience.

Take the current Tang San as an example.

If it was a competition of skills, his Xuan Tian Kung, Xuan Jade Hands, Hidden Weapon Techniques, and Ghost Shadow could easily outshine Zhang Zheng.

But if it were to be a life and death fight, Zhang Zheng could rely on his rich combat experience to make him have to go head-to-head with him.

Even if Lao Zhang is at the same level now, he still has the ability to kill him.

Although he is young, his combat experience cannot be described as having experienced hundreds of battles.

You know, a year ago, when his chamber of commerce was established, Zhang Zheng would be assassinated almost every once in a while by assassins hired by other big businessmen.

Therefore, his vision, not to mention surpassing Titled Douluo, is actually not far behind.

Tang San's combat experience was gradually accumulated through his participation in various spirit fighting competitions.

As for his previous life, he was a cultivator and his theory was OK, but he didn't have much real fighting experience.

Otherwise, his talent would not have been discovered by the sect only after he was discovered and hunted.

Leaning on the sofa and looking at the two fighting below, Lao Zhang had lost interest in their fight.

No matter which way you look at it, it is the woman who has the advantage.

Unless she is the second force, giving up speed and the advantage of soul power to face the enemy head-on.

Otherwise, Zhang Zheng really couldn't find a reason why she lost.

Holding a cigarette in one hand, Zhang Zheng's hand had already reached into Angela's collar.

The little girl not only did not resist the master's actions, but instead blushed and tried her best to cooperate.

This is what she should do, there is no coercion or coercion.

Angela knew very well that if she refused, many peers would happily take her place.

Dong Dong Dong...!

Accompanied by a knock on the door, the voice of the Arena Manager's voice suddenly came in.

"President Zhang, your game is ready.

Lei Meng, forty-five years old, has a level offensive weapon soul emperor, martial soul: mountain axe.

If you feel he is not worthy of fighting you, we can move forward with the arrangement. "

No need to enter the door, the manager has already briefly introduced the information of Zhang Zhengyi's opponents at the door.

After introducing his opponent's information, he stood respectfully by the door, waiting for Zhang Zheng's reply.

"No, just him!

Tell him that as long as he can force me to use my martial spirit, I will lose!

If he can beat me, I personally will lose gold soul coins to him. "

As Zhang Zheng's voice came out, the manager breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and went out to make arrangements for Zhang Zheng in advance.

"Wait for me when I come back. Master will go out to have some fun first."

Taking his hand out of Angela's collar, Zhang Zheng rubbed her little head, and then walked to the waiting area unhurriedly.

The battle between soul emperors will naturally not be limited to the arena.

Because the strength has reached this level, many soul skills are very powerful, and the damage to the arena is even more shocking.

Slowly walking to the waiting area and seeing the tower-like yellow-haired man on the ring, Zhang Zheng rarely paid him any attention.

He has no less muscles than Zhao Wuji, and is nearly two meters tall.

Not to mention anything else, just that ferocious appearance can scare children.

"Yes, his aura is not weak. He looks like he has experienced hundreds of battles."

With a few random twists of his neck, Zhang Zheng walked into the arena with his hands in his pockets, accompanied by a crackling sound.

The arena here is like a Colosseum, surrounded by a wall nearly five meters high.

On the wall, there are terraced seats.

At the very back of the seats is the VIP room.

Different from the huge crowds in the arena just now, many of the audience here are well-known and well-informed people.

Compared to the small fights between the Soul Master and the Great Soul Master, they prefer the battle here.

As Zhang Zheng entered, a light film similar to a barrier rose on the wall.

Because the Soul Emperor's moves are relatively powerful, the Soul Fighting Arena has specially designed protective measures to protect the audience.

To put it bluntly, it is a large defensive soul guidance device.

As long as a soul master continuously injects soul power, and the soul power is sufficient, it will be difficult for ordinary soul saints to break it.

The aftermath of a simple battle is of course nothing to mention.

"Host, what do you mean? Is my opponent just a little kid?"

Seeing Zhang Zheng's height and his half-open face, Lei Meng was a little confused at first, and then became furious after being insulted.

This is a big spirit fighting arena, not a place for children to play house.

In his opinion, according to Zhang Zheng's age, he is already at level .

This is the Soul Emperor Arena. Letting him come and compete with him would not only cause him to die, but would also be an insult to himself.

"Big guy, don't be angry!

I am your opponent, the sixty-sixth level attack-type fighting soul emperor.

The manager should have told you!

As long as you can force me to use my martial spirit, I will lose today.

When the time comes, not only will you win the game, but I will also give you gold soul coins as a personal reward. "

As Zhang Zheng spoke, he took out his right hand from his pocket and pointed his fingers at Lei Meng.

Provocative means full!

"You! Level ?

Hahaha...!

Boy, this is the funniest joke I've heard this year.

Stop making trouble and go home to your mother for milk. Uncle has other things to do. "

Although this Lei Meng looks rough, he is not a bad person.

Although he could get gold soul coins for defeating Zhang Zheng, he didn't want to bully the children.

"You're a little brat, if I beat you to tears, will Lao Lei still be able to get around in the future?"

As long as he saw Zhang Zheng's age, Lei Meng would not be interested in this battle.

"court death!

Didn’t your previous teacher tell you that? Don't judge a soul master's strength based on his age. "

Hearing the laughter and boos from the audience due to Lei Meng's words, Zhang Zheng's face turned as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Host, start quickly, I won't beat this bastard to death today."

As he spoke, Zhang Zheng gathered his strength and stamped his right foot hard on the flat ground. With a roar, a medium-sized shallow pit appeared on the ground under his feet.

One of the scattered stones had already flown towards Lei Meng.

"Kid, I underestimated you."

Grabbing the flying stones, the contempt on Lei Meng's face finally disappeared, and he said solemnly.

Just a stomp of the martial soul can leave a shallow pit on the ground completely paved with rocks.

And judging from the power coming from the stone he grabbed, the opponent's physical strength was definitely much higher than his own.

"My name is Lei Meng, a sixty-seventh level soul emperor, with a martial soul mountain axe."

As he spoke, six soul rings appeared under Lei Meng's feet, yellow, purple, and black.

The standard soul ring configuration was evenly spread out under his feet from the inside to the outside.

At the same time, a long-handled double-edged ax appeared in his hand.

The main body of the ax is black, and the two sides are well-proportioned. The ax surface is covered with blood-red lines, and the ax blade flashes with a cold light, which is murderous.

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