Douluo: Becoming a God from a Big Tree

"Come on, let me see your skills."

Ye Feng raised his hand slightly to signal the other party to take action.

Tang San's expression changed, and he immediately stopped saying anything. He saw the soul power in his body being released, and dark blue grass and trees appeared in his palms.

At the same time, a yellow soul ring rose from beneath his feet, which meant that the first soul ring he absorbed was at the hundred-year level, which was already very rare for ordinary people.

"Martial Spirit Blue Silver Grass, a level [-] plant weapon soul master, please give me your advice!"

Tang San said, he was still very confident in his abilities, at least he had few opponents among his peers.

Seeing this, Ye Feng was unmoved. He raised his fingers and said, "Stop talking nonsense, come on."

Seeing that the former didn't even show his martial spirit, Tang San suddenly felt dissatisfied. This was obviously looking down on himself, and he immediately said coldly: "You'd better be really capable, otherwise I'm afraid you're going to suffer a lot."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his feet move, and he rushed forward with quick and agile steps.This body technique alone has already surpassed many soul masters.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Ye Feng, and his fist containing soul power suddenly punched out and hit the opponent's head.

Seeing this, Ye Feng raised his hand to block it, and took advantage of the situation to draw out a sharp whip.This blow was full of force, and the strong leg strength caused a sound of wind, giving people an inexplicable pressure before it even reached the front.

Tang San was also slightly startled, he quickly raised his arms in front of him to block, and took two steps back before blocking.

Feeling the slightly sore and numb arm, he knew that the other party's soul power was definitely not inferior to his, and was even stronger.

Immediately, he no longer held back, and directly used his special skills, Xuanyu Hand and Ghost Shadow Tracer at the same time.With the blessing of soul power, afterimages were brought up.

If an ordinary person faced such an offensive, he would probably be beaten down before he could react, but for Ye Feng, it seemed a bit childish.

After all, he has been tempered by countless battles over the years and has dealt with various soul beasts. Even the lightning-fast Wind Demon Wolf can handle it with ease.

Compared to such spirit beasts, Tang San today is obviously still far behind.

His eyes flashed, and he calmly took a step back to avoid the sudden attack. At the same time, he used Cloud Hand to weaken the power of the opponent's fist.

The combat skills that have been perfected over hundreds of years have reached an almost perfect level.

Every time Tang San punched out, it was like hitting cotton. It had no effect at all and instead consumed a lot of energy.

In desperation, he had no choice but to distance himself again and resume adjusting his breath.

Looking at the former's still calm appearance, his face was a little ugly, and he said: "What method are you using to weaken my soul power?"

Ye Feng held his back with one hand and said: "Traditional Kung Fu emphasizes the transformation of strength."

"Huajin..."

Hearing this, Tang San's expression changed. The last time he heard this statement was in his previous life. He didn't expect that there would be people on this continent who had developed a method of fighting with soft restraint.

And looking at this situation, the opponent has already practiced this technique to a very high level, and he may not be an opponent in a close-quarters fight.

As soon as he thought of this, he immediately changed his fighting method and directly activated the power of his martial spirit.

"Blue silver grass, twine!"

The yellow soul ring suddenly flashed, and the tough blue silver grass stretched out from Ye Feng's feet, binding him tightly like a rope.

Immediately afterwards, I felt a strange paralysis spread.

"Boss!"

Seeing this scene, Xiao Chenyu and others couldn't help but be shocked. This is a century-old soul skill. For low-level soul masters, once they are hit, the battle can basically be over.

Seeing that the other party was trapped, Tang San also breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he put on his calm and confident expression and said, "You lose. My blue silver grass comes with the poison of the mandala snake. Even a great soul master can't break free in a short time."

Hearing this, Ye Feng chuckled and said, "That's not necessarily the case. This battle is not over yet."

Seeing that he was still unwilling to admit defeat, Tang San said: "Then you'll be offended!"

After saying that, he used the ghost shadow attack again, and the fist like cold jade went straight to the former's head.

Seeing that the other party was about to be cruel, Ye Feng's expression did not change, and he suddenly stepped on the ground, causing a burst of dust to fly.

Immediately, powerful soul power burst out, and the violent magical energy directly shattered the blue silver grass binding the whole body, breaking through the restraints in the blink of an eye.

At the same time, a shadow like a towering tree appeared behind itself, mysterious and majestic.

As the air wave fluctuated, Tang San, who rushed in front of him, was also thrown away and fell to the ground.

Ye Feng raised his hand and looked at the other party, and said calmly: "Martial spirit, dragon soul wood, sixteenth level control system war spirit master, please give me some advice!"

After the words fell, everyone was shocked: "Level [-], [-], this is a monster..."

I originally thought Tang was already perverted enough at level 32, but I didn't expect there was someone even more evil here.

This kind of genius should be taken away by Wuhun Palace. Isn't it fun to play pig and eat tiger in this small Notting Academy?

Tang San also showed a look of surprise. Although he knew that the person in front of him was very powerful, he didn't expect that he had already reached the sixteenth level. No wonder he could beat him under pressure.

But he still didn't understand why the opponent could launch such a powerful counterattack in an instant even though he was poisoned by Datura.It stands to reason that even a great soul master may not be able to achieve this level.

Just as he was doubting, Xiao Wu, who was watching the battle, widened his glasses with a look of disbelief on his face, covered his mouth and murmured: "This, this is Dragon Soul Wood... This kind of thing has been extinct for a long time, hasn't it?" ……"

Ye Feng looked at Tang San and continued: "Do you want to continue?"

"We haven't decided the winner yet, so of course we'll continue!"

Tang San replied with a slightly cold expression, he knew that he could not win using normal means, and if he wanted to defeat him, he could only use his trump card.

"My next attack may be dangerous, so be careful!"

Although he said the warning words in his mouth, the movements in his hands were a little faster. He took out various hidden weapons from the soul guide and used unique techniques to hit the opponent's vital points.

In the blink of an eye, all kinds of flying needles and sharp thorns were scattered like a goddess scattering flowers, each of which was deadly.

Even a great soul master might not be able to deal with such an intensive attack for a while.

Ye Feng was not surprised when he saw this. He raised his hand and waved, and a whip-like branch stretched out from his sleeve and struck forward quickly.

As the whip shadows passed by, the sound of air bursting continued to sound, and the various hidden weapons that came towards the face were actually blocked by invisible energy and fell to the ground one after another.

Tang San saw this but didn't stop. While using Ghost Shadow to continuously move around the former, he launched more hidden weapons to attack.

In just a few breaths, hundreds of hidden weapons struck from all directions, blocking all escape routes and making it inevitable...