Douluo's martial soul Barrett

"The first game of the third round of the qualifiers, the Shrek Seven Monsters vs. God's Team, the game begins!"

Following the referee's loud shout, Tang San and the other seven people all moved in an instant. Dozens of thick blue silver grass suddenly appeared, all moving towards Han Haotian in the center.

In an instant, it was wrapped around Han Haotian's wrists and ankles. At the same time, Dai Mubai let out a breathtaking tiger roar, and slapped Han Haotian directly with his huge tiger palm.

"Boom--" At this moment, Han Haotian, who was entangled in the blue silver grass, suddenly heard an explosion outside his body, and then Tang San saw a scene that made him unbelievable. His extremely tough blue silver grass After being blown apart, Han Haotian regained his ability to move. He first exchanged palms with Dai Mubai, then leaned forward to avoid Xiao Wu's sharp kick.

Xiao Wu and Jing Ling quickly approached each other again, and a shout sounded out. Xiao Wu used her teleportation ability to come directly behind Han Haotian. However, before she could wrap her legs around Han Haotian, Han Haotian's back Another explosion sounded.

"Ah--" Xiao Wu screamed and flew backwards. Tang San quickly used the bluesilver grass wrapped around his waist to pull him back. Jing Ling was not so lucky, and his offensive was blocked. Not only did he block it, but Han Haotian raised his palm and slashed directly at his neck. Jing Ling groaned and softened with unwillingness in his eyes.

After a round of offensive, Tang San and others were instantly reduced by one person, and Jing Ling immediately lost its combat effectiveness. This scene could not help but shock all the spectators watching. Even Tang San and others were shocked. It was too fast. He had just killed the little boy. Wu pulled back and Jing Ling was knocked unconscious at the same time.

Dai Mubai once again joined hands with Huang Yuan to rush over, but this time Han Haotian decided not to sit still and wait for death, but chose to take the initiative to attack. With a dive, Han Haotian slapped Huang Yuan away with one palm, and his wolf claws Caught on Han Haotian's body, it has no lethality at all.

"White Tiger King Kong Transformation!"

Dai Mubai's face changed, and he used his third soul skill in an instant. In an instant, Dai Mubai's figure became even bigger, and his even bigger tiger palm collided with Han Haotian's right fist, and their bodies simultaneously There was a shock, but the next moment Dai Mubai flew backwards, while Han Haotian didn't move at all.

There is already a gap in strength between the two. Although Dai Mubai's physical attributes have been greatly improved after using soul skills, compared to Han Haotian, he still seems to be unable to do what he wants.In terms of soul power, Han Haotian was even better than him.

As for Ma Hongjun's Phoenix Fire Wire, it was directly blown up in mid-air by Han Haotian's soul bomb. Without the Phoenix Fire Wire, he was undoubtedly just another Oscar to Han Haotian.

"That's it." Han Haotian's eyes narrowed slightly. He was not going to waste any more time. Now that he was strong enough to participate in this Soul Master Competition, he could be crushed. These teams did not pose any threat to him at all.

"Boom---" A blast sounded, and Han Haotian's figure disappeared directly from the spot, turning into a black phantom. "Bang, bang, bang------" only seven dull collisions were heard, Han Haotian returned to the original place again, while Tang San and the others all fell to the ground, with horror and disbelief on their faces.

Especially Tang San, even though he used his special pupil technique, he could still only see a black shadow flash past. Immediately afterwards, he felt that he had lost the ability to resist, and the soreness and numbness in his body made him Involuntarily he fell to one knee on the ground.

"God's Team!"

"God's Team!!"

"GOD TEAM!!!"

The audience in the auditorium all cheered loudly for Han Haotian. Although they could not understand what happened just now, they could see that Han Haotian had won again, and it was another opponent they thought was very powerful, and It was still a crushing victory, which was enough.

On the Soul Stage.

"Hey, Brother Tian, ​​are you too harsh?" Oscar said with a bitter face.

"Is this still heavy? That only means that your body is too weak, Xiao Ao. You need to exercise more, otherwise I think Jiangzhu will get rid of you sooner or later." Han Haotian rolled his eyes angrily.

"..." Oscar stopped talking completely.

"Brother Tian, ​​how much strength did you use?" Tang San suddenly raised his head and asked with burning eyes.

"What do you think?" Han Haotian chuckled, then looked at Xiao Wu who was looking at him angrily, rolled his eyes and said: "Don't look at me like that, I treat you very well, but I can't treat them very well. They all kicked you down without leaving a trace, I just patted you."

"Hmph!" Xiao Wu snorted and said dissatisfied: "I don't care, you just hit me. If I don't go to Zhuqing to sue you, let her punish you severely."

Han Haotian shrugged and said it didn't matter.

At this time, the referee loudly announced: "In the first match of the third round of the qualifiers, the Shrek Seven Monsters played against the God's Team, and the God's Team won!"

Following the referee's announcement, the cheers from the audience almost lifted the roof of the big spirit fighting arena, and it was completely boiling.

In the contestant area, almost everyone has made a decision, including their team leaders, who have unanimously decided that if they encounter this person in the subsequent battle, they will choose to abstain and use abstention to ensure that they can participate. In the subsequent games, if you still thought this was a sending team before the start of the competition, then no one will think so anymore. How can this be a sending team?This team is going to eat people!

They even think that this team is the most powerful contender for the championship of this continent-wide senior soul master elite competition, if Wuhun Palace cannot send a stronger team to participate.

"The gap is quite big. How did Xiaotian do it? Why is the gap getting bigger and bigger? It used to be a stalemate for a long time, but now it collapses at the first touch." Flanders pushed up the glasses on his face, looking incomprehensible .

"His application of soul power is really amazing, but this also depends on the strength of his body. His body can support him to compress the soul power. Otherwise, if the control is not good, the compressed soul power will be injured first. To himself." The master frowned slightly.

Judging from the process and results of this game, Tang San alone as a control-type spirit master is not enough, unless he uses his Clear Sky Hammer spirit, and Zhu Zhuqing must also play. It should be better if the agility attack type soul master is present, but it is still a bit difficult to win.

"These little guys may be hit now, I hope they won't be affected too much." Liu Erlong looked at the expressions of Tang San and others on the soul fighting stage, and found that all of them had heavy faces and a sense of Feelings of isolation.

"They definitely won't. I believe them. Failure is not terrible. Failure will only make them grow faster." The master said calmly.

"Zhuqing, how did Brother Tian practice? Isn't this growth rate too scary?" Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and asked Zhu Zhuqing in disbelief.

To be honest, she was shocked. She felt that if she came on stage, she would probably be lying down for a second, and she might not even be able to use her soul skills.