Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

"Possessed by a martial spirit!"

Zhu Wu Neng let out a low drink, and his figure underwent an astonishing change in an instant.

His body swelled up like an inflated balloon, and the muscles all over his body swelled in an instant, as if they had been injected with ancient power.

The surface of his skin is covered with a hard cuticle, as if he is wearing a pair of natural armor.

The nine-tooth nail rake he held tightly in his hand was even more gleaming. The sharp nail teeth shone coldly in the sun, shining with a metallic luster, exuding a heart-stopping power.

At the same time, the shadow of Marshal Tianpeng's martial spirit appeared behind him, equally domineering and mighty, with an ancient aura!

Zhu Wuneng let out a low roar, which shook all directions. His momentum reached its peak at this moment, like an awakened giant beast, ready to tear the enemy in front of him into pieces.

"What kind of martial spirit is this? It has such a powerful momentum!"

"It seems to be a pig martial spirit?"

"I have never seen such a strange martial spirit, holding such a domineering weapon."

"Is it a mutated martial spirit?"

"The spiritual pressure of this martial soul is so strong, my martial soul feels depressed."

"No, this is not just a mutated martial spirit, but a special martial spirit!"

"Is it a ninth-grade martial spirit?!"

"Anyway, I think it's not weaker than the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex."

When Yu Zhengjun saw this, his expression condensed.

He was also possessed by a martial spirit, and a huge blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex appeared behind him. The dragon's scales were as hard as iron, and his pupils were shining with the light of thunder, making him appear majestic.

However, in front of the powerful momentum of Marshal Zhu Wuneng, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex seemed slightly bleak.

"What kind of martial spirit are you?" Yu Zhengjun asked in a deep voice.

A joking smile appeared on Zhu Wuneng's lips, "Marshal Tianpeng! He is good at digging the ground to catch loaches. What, do you want to try it?"

Yu Zhengjun's face darkened, "You!"

He felt that he could no longer control his temper.

However, good upbringing finally calmed him down, and he was not angered to the point of losing his mind. Instead, he faced the opponent in front of him more calmly.

Now he understood that the opponent in front of him was by no means an ordinary person.

Because Zhu Wuneng was too relaxed.

His feeling was indeed correct. From the several battles that Zhu Wu could participate in, whether it was the wolf raiding the village, the vast sea of ​​beasts, Ji Liu's engagement banquet, or the individual or team soul battles in Soul Fighting City, he was the best one every time. Use the low to fight the high, fight across levels.

Even in the battle with the Ghost Wolf Gang a few days ago, although he encountered many great soul masters, there were also soul masters and soul sects.

Therefore, Zhu Wuneng's vision and standards are very high. In his eyes, Soul Master is really nothing.

However, today was in public, in full view of the public, and he encountered the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, but it was a good time to show off to others, otherwise he might not be interested in fighting souls.

Yu Zhengjun snorted coldly, his face as cold as frost, "Marshal Tianpeng? Humph, I want to see what your so-called Marshal Tianpeng is capable of!"

His body moved and suddenly unfolded, like a ray of blue light, like a real blue electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, rushing towards Zhu Wuneng with great speed.

Zhu Wuneng grasped the nine-tooth nail rake tightly, swung it out with all his strength, and violently collided with Yu Zhengjun's right hand.

The moment the two collided, a harsh roar erupted in the air, like a sign before a violent storm.

This strike was like two meteors colliding, erupting into a dazzling light that instantly illuminated the surrounding space.

Yu Zhengjun's blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex spirit roared incessantly during the collision, and its thunderous power surged like a frenzy, wreaking havoc.

Zhu Wuneng's Tianpeng Marshal Wuhun exudes a calm and heavy aura, standing like a majestic mountain.

The two of them shot very quickly, like two phantoms fighting each other flying in front of everyone's eyes.

Their figures became blurred in the collision. The force was so great that every collision was accompanied by splashes of light and crackling sounds.

The students watching the game held their breath and stared at the two people on the court intently, for fear of missing any wonderful moment.

"Eighteen postures of the Wheel, Wind Wheel!"

Zhu Wuneng galloped like a whirlwind, leaving marks on the ground with his footsteps, as if he was going to crush the ground.

The nine-toothed rake in his hand was swung with great force, causing gusts of wind to stir up dust on the ground. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle, staring closely at Yu Zhengjun, looking for flaws in the attack.

Yu Zhengjun, on the other hand, is like a vigorous dragon, jumping and tumbling in the air, agile and agile.

His blue electric Tyrannosaurus Rex martial spirit roared behind him, blessing him with a steady stream of power. His hands carried the power of thunder, and every attack was accompanied by a scream that ripped through the air.

The two of them went back and forth, showing an amazing tacit understanding between offense and defense.

However, with the passage of time, Yu Zhengjun gradually discovered that Zhu Wuneng's strength was far from what he imagined.

His nine-tooth rake was even more elusive and powerful. Every attack carried powerful spiritual pressure, making Yu Zhengjun feel more and more strenuous.

However, the battle did not allow him to think too much and increase his attacks.

Zhu Wuneng turned sideways and cleverly avoided Yu Zhengjun's right hand attack. At the same time, he swept his backhand towards Yu Zhengjun's waist.

Yu Zhengjun twisted his body to avoid the blow, then did a backflip, kicked out his feet in the air, and hit Zhu Wuneng directly in the face.

Zhu Wu was able to quickly lean back and skillfully avoid this vicious series of kicks.

"The Breath of Flame, Three Types - All Things of Qi Flame"

Zhu Wuneng possesses the power of the five elements, especially the strength attribute, and has many breathing methods to choose from.

Among the dazzling array of breathing methods, he preferred the breathing method of fire. This choice was not accidental, but complemented his personality.

Zhu Wu is enthusiastic and cheerful, and his heart is like a burning flame, fiery and tenacious. This trait makes him an ideal candidate for practicing the Breathing Method of Fire.

He jumped forward, holding the nine-tooth nail rake tightly with both hands, and struck Yu Zhengjun's head with blazing flames. The flames rolled like a wild dragon, seeming to burn Yu Zhengjun to death.

Looking at the extraordinary moves, a chill flashed in Yu Zhengjun's eyes.

"The first soul skill - Thunder Dragon Claw"

The yellow soul ring started to activate, and he condensed the Thunder Dragon Claw in his right hand, slapping at his opponent with a scream that ripped through the air.

Wherever the Thunder Dragon Claw passed, the air was violently distorted, and a heart-stopping crackling sound erupted.

The two people went up and down, and collided fiercely in the air again. Flames and thunder intertwined, like two giant dragons hovering in the air, biting each other. The flames burned the air, turning it into billowing white smoke, while the thunder tore apart. The sky is split, and the soul power fluctuations are surging like huge waves, forming a turbulent and spectacular picture.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Zhengjun's figure was like lightning, leaping through the diffuse white fog in an instant, and rushing towards Zhu Wuneng like a tiger descending a mountain.

With the yellow soul ring spread out on his body, he looked particularly majestic in the air.

Hidden dragon emerges from the abyss!

He shouted lowly: "The second soul skill - Thunderbolt!"

As the words fell, the snake-shaped electric arc that originally coiled around his body expanded violently in an instant, like countless silver snakes dancing wildly, and finally turned into lightning arrows like thousands of arrows, shooting out in all directions, each one Thunder and lightning carry the power of paralysis.