The Peerless Dragon of Tang Sect Shocks the World

Chapter 27 The silver gun emerges

Tang Gang narrowed his eyes and his expression became calm.

"Okay, just listen to Young Master Jiang!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the muscles of the young Soul King's body bulged, and a huge black hammer suddenly appeared in his hand.

Like Tang He before, the long-handled hammer saw the storm swell, and its diameter soon reached five meters.

But the energy contained in it is far beyond what Tang He can match.

Thin black and red lines floated on the surface of the pitch-black hammer, and the compressed space made a 'gurgle' sound.

Jiang Shuo suddenly had a thought in his mind and turned his eyes.

A window opened on the third floor of Haotian Castle.

Four figures appeared in his eyes.

Among them were his father Yuanshi Douluo, mother Chen Yuan, and two middle-aged strong men with exaggerated physiques, probably Niu Tian and Tai Tan. The four of them stood in front of the window together, but their expressions were different.

The young man's eyes moved, and he seemed to sense a hint of pride and pride on his father Jiang Yuanshi's face.

There is also the relief and worry on the mother's face.

Tang He is not as good as Tang Gang, one is a Soul Sect, but the other has firmly entered the Soul King and truly possesses a ten thousand year soul ring.

Moreover, it was understandable that Tang He lost. If Tang Gang also lost, the Haotian Sect would lose all face.

Jiang Shuo had some concerns in his mind, and the dark purple thunder on his body did not continue to strengthen.

But suddenly a gray halo flew out from the end of the silver gun.

The gray air surged up all over his body and grew larger in the wind, covering the entire stone platform in an instant, including Tang Gang.

‘Swish’ Jiang Shuo’s feet flashed and he was the first to move.

There is an afterimage on the field that cannot be captured or located.

Tang Gang was shocked and quickly moved the Haotian Hammer in his hand.

The majestic force exerted by the giant hammer made his feet as heavy as rocks, and every step he took made a 'dong-dong' sound.

The gray flow did not completely obscure the view, and the disciples under the stone platform could also watch the battle.

But they were confused.

Aren't you talking about war? Then why is Young Master Jiang missing?

However, before the doubts were settled, suddenly, a cold light suddenly approached Tang Gang's chest with a 'whoosh' sound.

The young strong man's eyes narrowed, and he stretched out his thick palms to grab them.

The next second, the tip of the gun stopped.

Caught by Tang Gang's luck.

A smile appeared on his face and he said secretly: "That's all."

If you don't have enough strength, no wonder you have to use your body skills. If you face the enemy head-on, you can decide the outcome with one strike.

Jiang Shuo's silver spear failed to move forward, but he had no intention of breaking free. Instead, he blasted out a thunderbolt, which hit Tang Gang's left palm with a "swish" sound.

As soon as they touched each other, the strength from the two people exploded at the center point and was transmitted to each other's body.

Jiang Shuo took six steps back and Tang Gang took three steps back.

But the dark purple thunder followed the palm of his hand and entered the Soul King young man's arm, causing a strong numbing feeling to surge through his entire arm.

Tang Gang frowned and flicked his left arm, trying to shake off the small purple snake attached to it, but failed after several attempts.

In the end, he had no choice but to hold his arms and use the black and red soul power to forcefully drive him away.

At this point, several moves had been exchanged.

Tang Gang knew something in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.

A soul master is a soul master after all. No matter how evil he is, he can only fight against the junior soul masters and cannot pose a threat to him, the real soul king.

Seeing that Senior Brother Tang Gang was able to do this with ease, all the disciples in the audience also smiled at ease.

The Soul Lord is still the Soul Lord, and the Soul King is still the Soul King.

This time, there will be no shame.

They looked at each other with smiles and breathed a sigh of relief.

Among the people in the audience, only Wang Dong felt so ashamed that he wanted to crawl into the ground.

He felt that the luck in his fellow disciples' hearts was quite ridiculous.

What’s there to be proud of!

It was obviously a seventeen-year-old fighting against a twelve-year-old, and his strength was two levels higher. After the first test, the man named Jiang had not suffered a loss.

The pink-haired boy didn't want to look up at the stone platform, feeling embarrassed.

It’s true that the eldest father and the second father didn’t stop when they saw Haotian Sect being embarrassed. Could it be possible that they couldn’t win this time and would have people beat Jiang in the end...

Wang Dong kicked the pebbles at his feet, wanting to run away.

He felt an unprecedented sense of urgency. He couldn't go back to his room and sleep in. He wanted to meditate and practice.

They were both young sect masters, but they could only watch helplessly in the audience as the hateful boy named Jiang caught the sect brother and beat him up.

Wang Dong's arrogant self-esteem was a bit uncomfortable.

……

After the first trial, Tang Gang showed a smile of winning.

Jiang Shuo narrowed his eyes slightly, his face expressionless.

He was already shaking his head in his heart, Haotian Sect was really in trouble.

Having defeated Tang He, he already had the dignity he deserved. The arrogant Tang Gang in front of him... allowed him to finish half the game.

He no longer planned to use the physical enhancement brought by the Heart of Light, soul skills, and soul bones, and wanted to simply practice his marksmanship.

The dark purple thunder shuddered into the body, and all elements slowly disappeared.

There was only one person and one gun left on the stone platform.

Tang Gang frowned and said, "What are you doing, Young Master Jiang? Do you want to admit defeat?"

"Admit defeat? What you think is quite beautiful."

"It's just that my soul power was a little too much consumed just now, so I wanted to try my own combat skills."

Tang Gang squinted his eyes, then smiled knowingly.

It seems that he guessed it right. Soul Lord is Soul Lord. In terms of endurance and explosive power, there is no way he can compare with himself. Tang He just won by luck.

As soon as the young man finished speaking, an aura that did not belong to any element suddenly rose up in his body.

An intention as sharp as the tip of a sword and as thick as a mountain.

This intention, as the tip of Jiang Shuo's spear turned, went straight towards Tang Gang.

The smile on the young man's face suddenly froze.

what is this? ?

He actually didn't lose any of the power that the Baizhang Rock Dragon Spear gave him just now!

Tang Gang regained his solemnity and held the huge Haotian Sect horizontally in his hands. His soul power raised a barrier in front of him to block the strange and oppressive power.

Jiang Shuo smiled and raised his head with satisfaction.

His spear spirit, which he had forged under the waterfall for six years, had gradually developed into a sharp, heavy and unstoppable momentum.

Jiang Shuo held the middle position of the dragon-marked spear and leaned forward, like a galloping bird.

His breath became very strange, and the majestic feeling suddenly disappeared, leaving only a hint of sharpness emanating from the tip of the spear at the front.

Tang Gang felt a chill in his heart. He no longer waited, and took a big step forward with his feet. As he moved, the giant hammer he raised continued to press the air and trembled.

Finally, about twenty meters away from the boy, Tang Gang stopped, shouted loudly, turned the hammer on his waist and swung it away hard.

Jiang Shuo also moved at this time. The protruding spear tip pierced the air, and with an indomitable momentum, he headed straight towards the coming Clear Sky Hammer.

The gun focus was focused on one point, and it hit the overwhelming hammer surface.

The transparent white air flow suddenly collided with the air flow wrapped in black and red thin lines.

Suddenly, as if the white night was competing for the light, the black and white colors were fighting crazily on the stone platform, constantly making "Bang!" Bang! Bang! ’ the blast.

Jiang Shuo's spear spirit concentrated its power on the tip of the spear, while Tang Gang's hammer covered the entire hammer surface with gravity.

The fierce collision between points and noodles made the Haotian Sect disciples hold their breath and focus on the explosion hundreds of meters away.

Should we break the noodles with points or cover them with noodles?

Although these two forces had made them feel extremely palpitated, they gritted their teeth and stayed where they were without running away.

Haotian Sect cannot afford to lose!

We can’t lose again!

Otherwise, where would the face of such a large sect go?

The next moment, it seemed as if both sides were approaching the end of their crossbows, and the situation like a white-night battle for the sky slowly came to an end.

The energy tide that swelled to the point of making all the disciples' hearts palpitate slowly dissipated.

When the light dissipated, they saw two people still standing on the stage.

When they saw that their senior brother Tang Gang had not fallen off the stage, they all breathed a sigh of relief and showed simple smiles.

No loss!