Douluo's strongest god-level assistant

Wang Lu raised his right hand and waved, and ten long soul swords with golden halos suddenly condensed from around his body.

The hilt of the sword was pointed upward, and the tip of the sword pointed to the ground, spinning slowly.

The second thousand-year purple soul ring skill, gather energy to form a sword!

Because the soul beast that provided Wang Lu with the second soul ring was a golden spirit, it was blessed with metallic elements. Of course, it could also be blended with elements of other attributes.

It's just that with Wang Lu's current cultivation level, he can only integrate into one kind at most.

The power of gold represents sharp killing, and as soon as the soul skill takes shape, an invisible and sharp aura directly envelopes Liu Xin.

Feeling the pressure of the sharp aura coming from the surface of his body, which seemed to want to pierce his skin, Liu Xin clenched his teeth, pointed forward with the long stick in his hand, and the century-old soul ring ranked second on his body shone brightly.

The green core stick is the second soul ring skill in a century, and the stick has many shadows.

Once this soul skill is used, it will bring up numerous phantoms, and each phantom will carry [-]% of the power of Liu Xin's full blow.

There is a kind of continuous flavor that can be sacrificed with one stick.

If it were anyone else, they might be a little unprepared to face such an attack. After all, it is not an easy task to deal with the phantoms with [-]% strength.

Even if Liu Xin's initial stick was blocked, the phantom attack carried behind the stick would be enough to defeat him as soon as the old strength was gone and the new one was not born.

But Wang Lu had no such concerns.

Seeing the stick in front of him that Liu Xin was attacking with all his strength, Wang Lu stepped forward slightly, his index and middle fingers together like a sword and pointed forward suddenly.

The long swords that were originally spinning around him suddenly looked like ten obedient children. The sword tips were slightly raised, aiming at Liu Xin who was attacking, and flew away with a roar.

Ding~!

Ding Ding Ding ~!

The long stick in Liu Xin's hand and Wang Lu's flying sword collided immediately. Although both were made of condensed soul power, the sound of the collision was like the sound of gold and iron.

"This......"

"This is too strong. Is this really the power that a child of his age can possess?"

"Oh my God, even the captain was suppressed and was helpless!"

The fight between the two sides was witnessed by the soldiers standing behind Liu Xin, who all looked amazed and shocked.

You must know that although their captain's cultivation level is less than level [-] soul master, his strength has withstood the bloody baptism of the battlefield, and his combat experience is many times stronger than that of the kid opposite him.

However, the result now is that their captain seems to be at a disadvantage?

Indeed, if the quality of the martial souls were similar and the quality of the soul rings were not much different, Wang Lu might not be able to withstand Liu Xin's attack at all.

But the current situation is that Wang Lu is suppressing Liu Xin by taking advantage of the age of his soul ring and the quality of his martial soul.

Insufficient combat experience?The soul power level is five levels behind the opponent?

It doesn't matter, our soul ring has a long lifespan, and the attached attributes directly smooth out these gaps. In addition, mages have a natural advantage against warriors.

So the current situation on the field is that Wang Lu has a lot of time to use the ten flying swords to continuously launch attacks, while Liu Xin can only wave the long stick of martial arts and struggle to deal with it.

1 minutes.

5 minutes.

The 10 minutes passed quickly, and Liu Xin began to sweat more and more on his forehead.

The place where the two originally fought was in the middle of the road. As 10 minutes passed, Liu Xin had been suppressed by Wang Lu and retreated again and again. At this time, he was about to retreat to where his soldiers were standing. boundary.

Wang Lu had no fighting experience at all, so he could only rely on his martial soul and soul rings to defeat Liu Xin, but that was all.

There is not much difference in strength between the two sides. Liu Xin is even much stronger than Wang Lu in terms of soul power level. It seems a bit difficult to defeat him.

And with the passage of time, more than half of the soul power in Wang Lu's body has been consumed. If he continues to fight like this, Liu Xin may turn defeat into victory.

With a slight move of his hand, the ten long swords that were attacking Liu Xin quickly paused for a moment, and then they all flew back to Wang Lu.

"What do you mean?" Seeing this, Liu Xin waved his long stick in his hand and looked up.

"There's no point in continuing the fight like this. There's simply no big conflict between the two of us. How about we count it as a draw?" Wang Lu said.

"Yes." After thinking about it carefully, Liu Xin nodded and said yes.

Even if the fight continues like this, when Wang Lu's soul power is exhausted, he will definitely win, but that would be too ugly.

He has been suppressed and beaten all the time, and he waited until the opponent's soul power was exhausted before making a comeback. And the opponent was still a young child, so even if he won, it would be a weak victory and nothing worthy of praise.

Furthermore, he was almost forced by Wang Lu to the place where his subordinates were standing. Before Wang Lu's soul power was exhausted, he would definitely retreat a certain distance. Who would mention this battle in the future? , you will remember that he was forced to retreat again and again by a young child.

How will he lead his troops in the future?

It was also a big blow to his prestige.

So after considering various reasons, Liu Xin followed the steps given by Wang Lu and exited.

"Brother Tao, let's go." He raised his hand and waved away the soul swords condensed around him. Wang Lu turned around and looked at Su Yuntao and other deacons who had been standing behind him to watch the battle.

"You kid..." Su Yuntao smiled bitterly and shook his head without saying anything.

Although he has never fought against Liu Xin, it can be seen from the power of Liu Xin wielding his long stick just now that his strength is definitely higher than his own, especially the control of some details in the battle, which made him applaud.

But such a soul master who was stronger than him was suppressed by Wang Lu for nearly 10 minutes just now.

Is this the strength of a top level soul master with innate soul power?

Only now did Su Yuntao realize how outrageous his original statement that Wang Lu's martial spirit was an advanced elemental martial spirit was.

Once you obtain the soul ring, you will have such combat power, and with an innate soul power of level [-], it is definitely a top-notch martial soul.

"After a day of getting along with you, I found that I like you more and more, kid."

"Don't forget us when you go to the Wuhun Main Hall in the future!"

"That's right, get us there when the time comes."

"Go away, a guy like you still wants to go to the main hall? No one will even clean the floor in the main hall."

"Damn it, I can't just pretend that I didn't hear what you said, I'll challenge you if you have the ability!"

Looking at Wang Lu, who was surrounded by the Wuhun Palace deacon team like stars holding the moon, Liu Xin's eyes flickered slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"Boss, just let them go like this?" A soldier came over and looked at the retreating figures of the people in front of him with an indignant look on his face.

"Otherwise, are we really going to break up with Wuhun Palace?" Liu Xin glanced at him lightly, his eyes cold.

"Give me the order. Everyone is worried about this matter. They are not allowed to discuss it in public. If I find out, they will be severely punished. In addition, send someone to inform the people above that a talented young man has appeared in the Wuhun Hall of Notting City. .”