Douluo's martial soul Barrett

Same place, different time, different people.

Han Haotian and Song Lan stood looking at each other 30 meters apart.

The big hole here has been filled long ago. It has to be said that in the world of cultivation, it is quite easy to dig a hole or fill it.

"Song Lan, level 71 fighting spirit saint, martial spirit dragon scale spear."

"Han Haotian, level 39 fighting soul master, martial soul himself."

Song Lan regarded this competition as very formal and serious, and conducted it directly according to the formal martial arts challenge.

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"Wow! Did I hear you right? Brother Tian's soul power level is level 39? How did you do this?" Ma Hongjun said with a big mouth and an expression of disbelief.

Dai Mubai was also stunned on the spot, not knowing what to express for a long time. You must know that his current soul power level is only level 38.

Ning Rongrong couldn't help but stretched out her hand and pinched herself quietly to make sure she wasn't dreaming?

The two of them are about the same age. Not long after he reached level 29, the other party reached level 39?

Tang San's eyes were also full of confusion. They reached level thirty at almost the same time. Why was he only in his early thirties, while the other party was already level 39?

A group of people watching the match were making a lot of noise, but only Zhu Zhuqing stood aside quietly and did not participate. Apart from Han Haotian, she was the only one on the field who knew why.

After the master was stunned for a while, he stopped him and said, "Don't argue. Let's finish reading first."

Song Lan, who was on the court, also doubted whether he had heard wrongly, and deliberately picked his ears and said, "What level did you just say your soul power was?"

"Uncle Lan, you heard it right. I am indeed level 39, but we will talk about the specific reasons later. Let us finish this game now."

After saying that, Han Haotian's soul power surged all over his body, and the violent power and soul power merged together, causing the surrounding air to vibrate endlessly. The gravel on the ground continued to tremble, and was directly crushed into powder.

"Okay, let's do it." Song Lan shouted softly, stretched out his right hand, and then a domineering spear appeared in his right hand.

The entire spear is two meters long and is about the thickness of a baby's arm. The surface of the bright silver gun body is densely covered with dense patterns of young scales. The head of the gun is golden red. Under the sunlight, it shines with golden red light, like a golden gun. The giant red eyes were glowing with cold light.

The crimson red tassel is like a mighty dragon, majestic and majestic.

Seven soul rings, yellow, yellow, purple, black, and black, were floating quietly behind Song Lan.

"Dragon Scale: Traveling Wind!"

Song Lan gave a soft drink, and a vortex of wind appeared under his feet. Song Lan, who was stepping on the vortex and holding a dragon scale gun, was like Nezha stepping on a hot wheel. The distance of 30 meters was reached in an instant.

"Chong!"

Han Haotian's hand grasped the body of the dragon scale gun, and he felt cold and stinging. The dragon pattern on the dragon scale gun seemed to come alive and stabbed into Han Haotian's palm.

"Dragon Scale - Unparalleled!"

When Han Haotian grabbed his martial soul gun, Song Lan did not choose to disperse and reunite. Instead, he shouted softly in his heart, and then a deeply hidden soul power shot at Han Haotian like an arrow.

Han Haotian was shocked by the sudden soul power secret arrow. He quickly bent back and swept his feet towards Song Lan's legs.

After sending out a soul power shock wave from his mouth to blow up the soul power secret arrow, he put one hand on the ground and rotated his body 360 degrees to land steadily.

The moment he landed, he jumped back. Where Han Haotian landed, a thick gun-shaped soul power shot out from the ground, and a small hole appeared again on the ground.

After leaving Song Lan's attack range, Han Haotian breathed a sigh of relief, and then his eyes became extremely solemn.

Song Lan is different from Zhao Wuji. Most of Zhao Wuji's soul skills are to limit the opponent or enhance his own defensive attributes. Although he is a battle soul master, he is a defensive soul master.

Song Lan, on the other hand, is a fighting soul master in the true sense, focusing on his own strength, and all his soul skills are used for offense.

"Dragon Scale - Cage!"

Song Lan shouted softly, and saw four transparent gun shadows appearing around the dragon scale gun, and then shot rapidly towards Han Haotian's surroundings.

Four transparent gun shadows formed a square shape and penetrated Han Haotian's surroundings before Han Haotian's body moved, trapping Han Haotian in an invisible cage.

"Dragon scales - fearless!"

The moment Han Haotian was trapped, Song Lan's fourth soul skill attacked directly. The dragon scale spear came out directly, and the tip of the spear pierced Han Haotian with sharp soul power ripples.

Han Haotian, who was trapped in the cage, felt as if he was being pierced by thousands of gun shadows. His whole body was in severe pain and it was difficult to break free for a while.

At this moment, the dragon scale gun had arrived in front of Han Haotian, and Han Haotian's situation suddenly became extremely dangerous.

Zhu Zhuqingxiu clenched her fists tightly, raised and lowered her feet, and repeated the cycle. In the end, she still did not choose to take that step.

Xiao Wu and others on the side were all stopped by teachers from the academy and refused to let them pass.

They were so anxious that they continued to curse.

Song Lan didn't seem to notice that Han Haotian couldn't break free from the cage, and continued to poke forward with the dragon scale spear.

"Secret Technique—Soul Explosion!"

Han Haotian roared in his heart, and his whole body exploded with all-round soul power from the inside out. As a result, Han Haotian also took advantage of the situation and directly exploded the cage.

Stretching out his palm and grabbing the dragon scale gun fiercely, Han Haotian's veins on his arms rose and fell, and his eyes became dangerous.

Han Haotian opened his hand, let go of the dragon scale gun imprisoned in his hand, and said expressionlessly, "Uncle Lan, our decisive battle officially begins now."

"It should be so." Song Lan held the dragon scale gun in his hand and pointed at Han Haotian from a distance.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Haotian's body suddenly moved forward. After experiencing a wave of fatal desperation, his limit was broken again, and his entire physical fitness reached a new level in all aspects.

The speed doubled, and he was in front of Song Lan in an instant, punching out with the fist with the soul power glove.

Song Lan only had time to hold the dragon scale spear in front of him.

"boom!"

There was an explosion sound, and Song Lan's dragon scale gun was directly knocked away by Han Haotian's punch. He flew 50 meters away before he could stop.

And the moment he looked up, he found that Han Haotian was already waiting for him in front of him with a look of teasing.

"Uncle Lan, thank you for helping me." Han Haotian said lightly, and once again used the power generated by the soul blast to fly Song Lan away.

This time Song Lan failed to land firmly, but rolled twice on the ground.

The moment he stood up, Song Lan shouted angrily, "Dragon scales - the roaring dragon!"

He raised the dragon scale gun above his head with both hands and rotated it at high speed.

Accompanied by dragon roars one after another, a soul power vortex with a radius of tens of meters was formed around Song Lan, and the soul power vortex swept everything around him unscrupulously.

Only a small area where he was located remained calm.

Han Haotian's figure could not stand at all in the soul power vortex, and his body was swaying. If he hadn't forcibly stabilized his body, he would have moved with the rotation of the vortex.

And as long as his body dares to move in the direction of the soul vortex, he will inevitably be brought to Song Lan's side and then shot in the head.