Douluo blood dragon soul shock gun

The four people came to the martial arts arena, where the second elder had been waiting for a long time.

Looking at the frustrated Yang Pojun, the second elder glared at Yang Anbang, who was still gloating about his misfortune.

"Ahem, um, Brother Zhu, this is my father and the second elder of the clan."

Even though Yang Anbang is nearly forty years old, his liver still trembles a little when he sees his father.

Looking at the second elder who looked unkind, Yang Anbang shrank his neck, his expression changed, and he quickly introduced him to Zhu Jichen.

"Zhu Jichen has met his senior!"

"Zhu Zhuyun has met Grandpa Yang."

Zhu Jichen knew better than anyone else that the reason why Yang Anbang was beaten was definitely because of himself.

Therefore, as soon as he saw the second elder, he first lowered his posture.

Zhu Zhuyun was also a person who had seen the world. Although the old man in front of him looked rather fierce, he still had the courage to follow his father and salute.

The second elder raised his eyes and didn't want to pay attention to them, but he thought of what the clan leader said yesterday, so he responded expressionlessly.

"Well, I'm a guest from afar. Anbang, why don't you take two chairs?"

"No need to trouble Brother Yang, we can just stand. Please don't blame us for coming uninvited, senior."

Seeing that Zhu Jichen was still on the right track, the second elder's expression improved.

"It's better to sit and watch. It's still early and the trial is far from over."

They were talking here, and on the other side, Yang Pojun was already minding his own business and starting to warm up.

A few people sat down quietly. At first, Zhu Jichen pretended to be polite to the second elder. However, as Yang Pojun began to use the Yang family's spear skills arbitrarily, Zhu Jichen no longer had time to take care of the second elder. .

Seeing Yang Pojun's moves, Zhu Jichen couldn't help but frown on his handsome face.

The moment Yang Pojun released his martial spirit, Zhu Jichen's heart couldn't help but tremble slightly. It was obvious that Yang Pojun's martial spirit was not the inherited martial soul of the Po family, the soul-breaking gun.

Moreover, just from the appearance, Zhu Jichen knew that Yang Pojun's martial spirit was not simple.

Although it is not rigorous to judge the quality of a martial spirit based on its appearance, Yang Pojun's martial spirit is also a bit too gorgeous.

It was so gorgeous that Zhu Jichen had the illusion that it was not a martial spirit, but a carefully crafted work of art.

The beautiful gun body was as crystal clear as crystal. In the dim light, a blood-red dragon was faintly seen flying up and down. As Yang Pojun waved, it seemed as if it might escape from the gun at any time. .

On the sharp tip of the spear, there was a faint sound of thunder and lightning, which seemed to declare its extremely explosive destructive effect.

What surprised Zhu Jichen even more was that the moment the martial spirit appeared, Yang Pojun seemed to be a different person, and his temperament suddenly became sharper.

It looked like a beast ready to eat man, with firm eyes and a resolute expression.

After all, Zhu Jichen was also a soul emperor of over 60 levels, and he instantly felt a chilling aura coming towards him.

Although Yang Pojun did not use any soul skills, those exquisite moves made him feel a sense of decisive killing.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that this feeling was brought to you by a child who was only six or seven years old.

At this moment, Zhu Jichen already believed Yang Anbang's words.

It wasn't until the moment when Yang Pojun took back his martial spirit that Zhu Jichen sighed slightly in his heart, he was as graceful as a startled dragon, and he was dancing like a dragon and a phoenix.

It must be said that Zhu Jichen was fascinated by Yang Pojun's Yang family marksmanship. It turned out that martial arts could be made so vivid and lethal without the use of soul skills.

"Ready?"

Seeing Yang Pojun finish the warm-up training, the second elder nodded slightly and then slowly stood up.

Yang Anbang: “…………”

Seeing the second elder's expression of appreciation and satisfaction, Yang Anbang was completely speechless.

To be honest, his father still has such a charitable side?

Why didn't I find out after all these years?

Or did I pick it up?

"Second Grandpa, I'm ready! Let's start!"

After taking back his martial spirit, Yang Pojun puffed out his chest and stood upright in front of the second elder.

After such a long period of torture, Yang Pojun knew that in front of these old guys, he had better not look like a dead smile, otherwise, no matter how brightly he smiles, he will cry ugly in the end.

At this time, no one knew what Zhu Zhuyun was muttering in Zhu Jichen's ear. Zhu Jichen frowned slightly, then nodded and stood up.

"Senior Yang!"

"Ok?"

The second elder was obviously unhappy at being suddenly disturbed. He turned around and looked at Zhu Jichen expressionlessly.

Shocked by the second elder's momentum, Zhu Jichen felt a little guilty, but he still stepped forward awkwardly.

"Ha, um, senior, junior, I would like to make a suggestion, please don't mind, senior. I think Xiaojun is only seven or eight years old. My daughter has just advanced to become a great soul master. How about you, senior, take a rest today?" How about watching the battle from the sidelines and let me spar with Xiaojun?"

I don't know what happened to my girl today, but she suddenly wanted to spar with this guy.

But after thinking about it, according to Yang Pojun's age, no matter how talented he is, he is just a soul master. It is just right for Zhu Zhuyun to test the newly acquired soul skills and see if the flashy moves this kid just made are useful in actual combat. .

If the second elder in front of him takes action, it will probably be a one-sided crushing, and he will not be able to find out the details of this kid.

Therefore, Zhu Jichen stepped forward to speak despite the pressure brought by the second elder.

However, what made Zhu Jichen feel incredible was the second elder's attitude next.

I thought that the second elder would either reject it outright or accept it happily.

But unexpectedly, as soon as he said the words, the second elder said nothing and looked at him with a half-smiling look.

"Well, don't worry, senior. It's just a simple sparring match. It will never harm the child."

Zhu Jichen thought that the second elder was afraid that Zhu Zhuyun was careless and accidentally grabbed Yang Pojun, so he quickly explained.

"Actually, I feel it's better not to compare!"

The second elder looked at Zhu Zhuyun beside him and shook his head slightly.

"Uh……"

"Grandpa Yang, are you afraid that I will hurt him?"

Zhu Zhuyun looked at the second elder obediently with an innocent smile on his face.

"Do not……"

"Grandpa Yang, don't worry, I will definitely be gentler than you!"

"Yun'er! Don't be presumptuous!"

Hearing Zhu Zhuyun talk more and more enthusiastically, Zhu Jichen turned his head and scolded Zhu Zhuyun angrily for fear of angering the second elder.

"Is that what it is..."

After being yelled at by Zhu Jichen, Zhu Zhuyun lowered his head in grievance and muttered softly!

"In that case, Xiaojun, then you can spar with this girl. We can continue after the spar."

Seeing Zhu Zhuyun's aggrieved look, the second elder suddenly smiled, then looked back at Yang Pojun and said with deep meaning.

"Take it easy!"

"Don't worry, Grandpa Yang, I will do it."

Before Yang Pojun could answer, Zhu Zhuyun suddenly changed his face and ran over to answer.

Seeing Zhu Zhuyun's impatient look, the second elder raised his eyebrows, showing a very helpless look.

Although the second elder didn't know what Zhu Jichen's purpose was, it didn't matter. He believed that with Yang Pojun's strength, against a young girl who had just been promoted to a great soul master, the suspense of victory or defeat had long been lost. How long this little girl can hold on depends on Yang Pojun's strength.