Douluo's Wuhun Ruyi golden hoop stick

"The other party is not a vicious person, there is no need not to use hidden weapons as a training."

Before Tang San went on stage, the master warned.

Tang San nodded, thinking that since I have the Eight Spider Soul Bones and the Mysterious Heaven Skill, it shouldn't be a big problem to win, and I can do it without using hidden weapons.

Xiao Wu worried: "Brother, be careful."

Tang San smiled: "Don't worry, I won't be easily defeated."

Flender came back after receiving the betting money, patted Tang San on the shoulder, showing an encouraging look: "Come on, I bet you to win this time."

Tang San smiled helplessly, then went backstage to prepare for the competition.

"Don't worry, Third Brother will definitely not lose."

Ning Rongrong walked to Xiao Wu's side and comforted her. Xiao Wu clasped her hands on her chest and nodded slightly.

Dai Mubai was sent to treatment by Zhao Wuji, Ma Hongjun, and Zhu Zhuqing, and recovered.

Ten minutes passed quickly.

"Yes, both spirit fighters are invited to enter the arena."

"It has been eleven consecutive victories, and it is like winning a battle without defeat!"

"And Thousand-Armed Shura, who participated in the soul fighting competition for the first time in Soto City's Great Soul Fighting Arena!"

"A thirty-third level soul master with one white, one yellow and one purple soul ring!"

"A thirty-level soul master with two yellow and one purple soul rings!"

"Will the Fighting Buddha continue the invincible legend? Let's wait and see!"

The referee host is active in the atmosphere.

"Fighting and defeating the Buddha, fighting and defeating the Buddha!"

"Fighting and defeating the Buddha, fighting and defeating the Buddha!"

"The Buddha is victorious in battle, and he is invincible!"

The loudest words on the audience stage were the four words "Fight and Victory Buddha".

It seems that there are many fans and people who have won money because of the battle.

"Keep an eye on this fighting Buddha and make sure he looks good!"

The people from the Barack Academy on the audience stand were still there, and the one who spoke was the leader of the dozen or so, named Lovki.

This man's father was in charge of the Ministry of Education in the Kingdom of Barak and had considerable power.

He is now only at level thirty-nine with soul power and is no match for Hou Xiaoliu, so he plans to have people deal with this arrogant Hou Xiaoliu in private.

The point is, Hou Xiaoliu has made him lose a lot of money in two consecutive bets.

In this match, Luofuji was angry and bet on Xiaoliu to lose, which meant that Tang San would win.

Hou Xiaoliu and Tang San entered the arena one after another.

Neither of them spoke, they looked at each other.

"Tang San has many tricks and hidden weapons, so you can't be careless."

Hou Xiaoliu has played ten games, this time he is the most cautious, who made Tang San "fail" so much.

"Both sides, please release the martial soul and open the soul ring!"

The referee host was flying in the air with a magic device and said with a microphone.

Hou Xiaoliu (Fighting and Defeating Buddha) Wuhun Spear, one white, one yellow and one purple soul ring!

Tang San (Thousand-Hand Shura) has blue silver grass for his martial soul, and two yellow and one purple soul rings!

"What are you doing!"

"It's actually a useless martial spirit like Lanyincao, who dares to come to the soul fighting arena! Cao, I lost this bet!"

The person who had bet on Tang San's victory, when he saw Tang San's martial spirit, instantly became ill!

"unlucky!"

"damn it!"

"A useless martial soul like Lanyincao dares to fight souls!"

Luo Fuji of Barack College was even more furious: "These two people must not be let go, they must be taught a good lesson, otherwise the hatred in my heart will be difficult to solve!"

Now, Luo Fuji had a grudge against both Hou Xiaoliu and Tang San.

"Spirit fighting competition, start!"

The referee host announced.

"The first soul skill, entanglement!"

Tang San took the lead in attacking, wanting to test how much strength Hou Xiaoliu had left.

Several blue silver grass vines appeared on the Soul Fighting Stage and headed towards Hou Xiaoliu.

Hou Xiaoliu knew that Tang San, who was in his thirties, knew that the Wuhun Bluesilver Grass not only had a paralyzing effect but also had toxins and could not be entangled.

Moreover, once touched, Tang San could then activate the "parasitic" soul skill, which would only make him more passive.

With a swing of the spear, he cut off the approaching Bluesilver Grass, but new Bluesilver Grass vines continued to grow.

"The second soul skill is to change your form!"

The second soul ring appeared, and the second soul skill was activated. Many phantoms of Hou Xiaoliu appeared on the soul fighting stage, and it was impossible to tell the real ones from the fake ones.

And, it's fast.

pity.

Tang San has Purple Demon Eyes.

Extreme Purple Demon Eyes!

Tang San's eyes turned purple, seeing through the truth and falsehood, he controlled the blue silver grass to chase Hou Xiaoliu himself: "It's a pity that your phantom is useless to me!"

This sucks!

Hou Xiaoliu was very speechless, almost forgot that Tang San still had the "hook" of Ziji Demon Eye, so the confusing effect of shape-shifting couldn't be exerted.

However, the confusion effect was gone, but the speed of "Shape Shifting" still gave Tang San a headache, his Blue Silver Grass speed couldn't keep up.

"Isn't his soul power exhausted?"

The two sides started a situation of chasing after each other, and their soul power was exhausted.

"What is Fighting Victory Buddha doing? Why are you running? You are just destroying your martial spirit. What are you afraid of?"

"Hey, I'm afraid that the spirit power consumed in three consecutive battles is too great to recover in time. The opponent is a control-type soul master, so I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with!"

"Haha... isn't it arrogant to fight gods and Buddhas? If you fight three times in a row, no matter how much soul power you have, you will lose. Fortunately, I bought Thousand-Handed Shura and won!"

"It's too arrogant to defeat Buddha in a fight. Blue Silver Grass is also unexpected. The outcome is unpredictable!"

Some are worried, some are gloating.

"Xiao Gang, it seems that Tang San has a great chance of winning."

Flender was flattered, thinking that he was going to win again in this game.

The master disagreed: "The soul power of the fighting gods and Buddhas is unprecedented. In the competition of consumption, I'm afraid Xiaosan will not have the advantage."

Oscar was surprised: "It's been three fights in a row. Is he a monster after fighting?"

Ning Rongrong speculated: "Is there any way for him to quickly recover his soul power?"

Xiao Wu was confused: "Isn't it possible? He has used three soul skills, but they have no effect on restoring soul power. There is no medicine that can restore soul power in a short time, right?"

The master shook his head: "There are only ten minutes. There may be external objects that can quickly restore soul power within ten minutes, but they are rare. I believe more that this person has a strong soul power rather than the restored soul power.

However, whether the soul power is thick or not depends on the age of the soul ring, the other party is only a white, a yellow, and a purple three very young soul rings, it stands to reason that the soul power is not as strong as Xiaosan..."

It seems that the master is also very puzzled.

He didn't know that Hou Xiaoliu's powerful soul power came from a ten thousand year soul ring and a thirty thousand year soul ring.

On the Soul Stage.

Tang San also realized that Hou Xiaoliu was fighting with him to consume his soul power. He was still confident at first, but after more than ten minutes, he felt that the opponent was still able to handle it with ease, while his own soul power had been consumed by more than half.

If this continues, it will be bad for him.

"Strange, how much soul power does he have? Could it be that his soul skills consume very little soul power? Or is it that the soul power is far thicker than imagined?"

Tang San decided to adjust his strategy.

"The third soul skill, spider web restraint!"

The purple soul ring appeared, and the third soul skill was activated.

The spider web has a wider binding range and is easier to catch prey.

"The first soul skill, a little colder!"

When using the first soul skill with the support of the second soul skill, the body shapeshifting, the attack power is greatly increased.

break!

The spider webs were smashed by the spears one by one.

Breaking through the spider web, Hou Xiaoliu quickly attacked Tang San with his shape-changing shadow.

"Melee combat, I am not afraid!"

Xuantian Kung!

Xuanyu hand!

Tang San's hand turned gray-white, preparing to receive Hou Xiaoliu's spear attack.

Clang!

Xuanyu caught the incoming spear with his hand and crushed it.

Followed by.

Ghost Shadows!

Tang San used his body skills and approached Hou Xiaoliu.

Too much, so many hangs!

Hou Xiaoliu complained in his heart, and quickly distanced himself from Tang San by using Apparatus.

"You can't escape."

"Cobweb Bound!"

A large spider web fell from behind.

"Brother, you've done too much, isn't it a foul?"

This was the first sentence Hou Xiaoliu said to Tang San, but Tang San didn't understand it.

At this time, Hou Xiaoliu was bound by the spider web.