Douluo Warriors: Thunder Warriors

The two hundred-year soul rings are all amplifying soul skills, so the remaining ten-year soul rings should be offensive soul skills. This is also the helplessness of most civilian soul-flowing masters.

Sure enough, the Black Bull brothers launched their first soul skill, Horn Strike, during the sprint.

The horns on the top of the head were instantly wrapped with an outer layer of soul power, forming a pair of huge soul power horns. With the sharpness of the horn tips, Yang Zhen had no doubt that any three-soul soul master would not be poked out with a hole when hit like this. Unless you are a defensive soul master and use soul skills to defend.

"Boss Dai, light wave!" Yang Zhen shouted.

Dai Mubai understood, his second soul ring lit up, he opened his mouth to gather his soul power, roared like a tiger, and spit out a wave of white tiger light.

The white tiger's fierce light wave hit the black bull brothers head-on. The speed was too fast for them to dodge.

"Roar!" Brother Black Bull shouted in pain, lowered his head and pushed the horns on his head towards the light beam, holding on tightly without retreating.

You are true brothers!

Dai Mubai roared low, activated the White Tiger Vajra Transformation, stretched out his palms, and stamped heavily on the ground with the soles of his feet. He stepped on the ground with great force, and with the help of the reaction force at that moment, he rushed towards one of the Black Bull brothers.

The light dissipated, and the Black Bull brothers were in a state where their old strength had dissipated and new strength had not yet emerged. Dai Mubai rushed towards them and pushed one of them away. He turned around and slapped the remaining one with his tiger palm. After smashing the man straight to the ground, the man still wanted to struggle, but how could his strength at this time resist Dai Mubai, who had activated the White Tiger Vajra Transformation?

"Brother!" The black bull soul master who was shot away saw that his elder brother was in crisis and wanted to quickly come back to help, but...

"Your opponent is me!" Yang Zhen had already activated his first and second soul skills at this time, and quickly rushed to within two meters of the opponent. The Fangtian painted halberd in his hand flashed with thunder, and he used the momentum of the rush to move towards the opponent. Shoulder stabbing.

The first soul skill: Horn Strike!

At the critical moment, he quickly used his first soul skill, and the giant horn of soul power above his head crashed into the Fang Tian Painted Halberd swung by Yang Zhen.

The Black Bull Soul Master fought hard!

It’s not wrong at all to say that you are serious. You didn’t see anything attached to my martial spirit. Do you think it is a special effect or a nice decoration?

Yang Zhen suddenly changed his moves and used the crescent blade of Fang Tian's painted halberd to jam the black bull soul master's huge soul horn. Using this as a leverage point, the halberd firmly supported his fast-moving figure. Stand quickly in front of him.

"Ha!" Yang Zhen increased the output of his soul power, and the Fang Tian Painted Halberd in his hand burst out with bright lightning, rushing past the intersection between the two people, flowing from the corners of the Black Bull Soul Master to his whole body.

The Black Ox Soul Master seemed to be wrapped in a ball of thunder and lightning. His whole body was twitching and paralyzed by the electricity, especially since the part where the two parties came into contact was right next to his brain. If the electricity continued like this, he would probably become a fool.

A black shadow lit up in front of the Black Bull Spirit Master, and kept approaching him in his eyes. At this time, he had no defensive posture. He was instantly hit in the face. The force was not great, but the location where he was hit was sensitive, and his body naturally Arch backward.

Yang Zhen had withdrawn Fang Tian's painted halberd at this time, swung the end of the halberd and hit the opponent in the face. The last step was to kick the opponent with all his strength, hitting the opponent's abdomen.

His eyes widened, and he felt as if he was about to spit out his gall. The opponent fell back uncontrollably and was kicked off the soul fighting platform.

Yang Zhen looked back and saw that Dai Mubai had also knocked another Black Bull soul master unconscious.

The tactics of these two black bull soul masters are in one word: reckless!

There are many ways to restrain them, but for Yang Zhen and Dai Mubai, two people with high attack and defense, it couldn't be simpler. It's just crushing by strength. Alas, there is no sense of game experience!

In short, Thunder White Tiger won the first battle.

Flanders, who was standing in the stands, nodded slightly. He was noncommittal about Dai Mubai's performance, which was quite satisfactory. However, it was Yang Zhen's performance that made him a little brighter.

Although Zhao Wuji had already reported to him the specific strength of this freshmen class yesterday, Yang Zhen's actual combat ability today was still a bit beyond Flanders' expectations.

This boy's ability to use martial arts is very good. It is not limited to the restraint of soul skills. He does not have the traditional spirit master style of relying solely on the power of soul skills to determine the outcome. The battle just lasted for a short time, but Flanders could still see it. Yes, he reacts very quickly in close combat.

"Easy!" Yang Zhen waved his hand to disperse the spirit, reached out and punched Dai Mubai with his fists as he walked over, and walked off the spirit fighting platform side by side.When Dai Mubai went straight back to the stand, Yang Zhen disappeared with the excuse of going for convenience, and Tang San and Xiao Wu officially started their first spirit battle.

On the other side, the host on the field made the opening remarks as usual and started a new spirit battle, "Now let's move on to the next one-on-one spirit battle between the soul masters. They are the fledgling Yao Gong and the one who has won two games in a row. The mad tiger showdown, let us wait and see.”

Crazy tiger?

Yang Zhen, who deliberately changed his clothes, wore a mask to hide his identity, and secretly registered as a demon bow, heard the name, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly. What a great name. What a waste of a name to come up with. With a name, doesn’t this directly tell your opponent what your martial spirit is and what you are good at!

On the soul fighting stage, he was dressed in a rough cloth jacket with a black mask, Yang Zhen holding the Heavenly Punishment in his hand, and a small quiver specially tied to his thigh, containing the killing arrow.

Opposite him stood a young man who looked to be in his early 20s. He was tall and somewhat tiger-headed, but his muscles were streamlined and his eyes were quite ferocious.

This person's martial spirit is not the simplest animal martial spirit, the saber-toothed tiger martial spirit. It is already considered an intermediate martial spirit. It seems that this person should be a disciple of the academy in Soto City.

The ensuing battle ended so quickly that the audience did not expect it. Kuang Hu directly activated his soul skill and rushed over. The boy holding the bow was still standing there.

Just pack an arrow, how much you look down on me!

Kuang Hu quickly activated his first soul ring, and after his strength increased, he strode forward.

"Don't be impulsive!" On the sidelines, a friend of the Mad Tiger Soul Master seemed to speak quickly, trying to stop his partner's reckless move, but unfortunately, it was too late.

The corner of Yang Zhen's mouth curled up, his eyes filled with red light, he raised the bow with his left hand, and pulled the string with his right hand. His soul power condensed into an arrow and shot out instantly!

With a whoosh, there was an explosion and it shot towards the mad tiger.

Damn it, what the hell, this arrow is flying so fast!

Kuang Hu quickly activated his second soul ring, and after increasing his speed, he wanted to avoid the blow, but Yang Zhen wanted him to dodge the arrow.

Whoosh, after Yang Zhen shot the first arrow, he immediately shot another.

The first arrow was dodged, but the second arrow followed closely behind it. Kuanghu failed to dodge and was hit directly on the right shoulder.

Kuanghu could only see a flash of red shadow in front of him, and there was a burning pain on his right shoulder. The pain was constantly reminding him loudly.

"If you don't believe in evil, you can try to resist. I can shoot you in the shoulder, or I can shoot you in the throat!" At this time, Yang Zhen, who was standing far away from him, deliberately lowered his voice and said.

Archery·Predictive Arrow!

Kuang Hu lowered his head and glanced at the bloody hole on his shoulder. He knew that even if he was unwilling to give in, he would lose this soul battle!

I couldn't dodge, it was too fast, I could only see an afterimage, and I was hit by an arrow. If the other party hadn't been merciful just now, and the arrow had hit the shoulder instead of the throat, then tonight I would...

"I surrender!" Kuanghu said to the referee on the sidelines with his head down.