I am in Douluo, and the female pope uses me as her first love substitute.

"What do you want?"

"I want you to bark like a dog on the spot."

"What? Say it again!"

Tang San's eyes when he looked at Feng Xiaotian were instantly filled with murderous intent.

This stubborn dog licker actually wants this dignified Tang Shenwang to imitate the barking of a dog. It's you who should bark "woof, woof", right? The soul is weak...there is a way to die!

In the air, Feng Xiaotian, who was looking down at Tang San, heard a strange look on his face.

"I have never seen such a request in my life..."

He muttered, then decided to satisfy Tang San's small request, and said loudly again:

"I said, I want you to bark like a dog on the spot!"

"How is it? Did you hear clearly?"

"Wo Ting Linliang!"

"..."

Seeing this situation, all the dignitaries on the VIP stage couldn't help but start talking.

"Hey, this is the Soul Master Competition, how can the two of them behave like this?"

"Yes, yes, the Soul Master Competition is a grand event held every five years in the mainland. How can we allow them to be such a childish thing."

"We should stop it immediately..."

Just when someone couldn't help but want to leave the field and call the referee, suddenly, a plain voice with a hint of laughter stopped his action.

"Hey, compared to ordinary team battles, this is actually quite interesting, isn't it? Let them be."

Everyone looked at the sound and found that it was Wang Zhao who was speaking. A smile immediately appeared on their faces, and those who had stood up sat back down again.

"Happy meeting, Lord!"

"..."

On the soul fighting stage.

Tang San caught Feng Xiaotian's dangerous gaze, and finally nodded in humiliation, thinking to himself at the same time: In this one-on-one gambling battle with Feng Xiaotian of the same level, he absolutely cannot lose!

In the air, Feng Xiaotian closed his eyes slightly, and the soul pressure emitted by him was quickly reduced steadily to the level of the 48th level soul sect.

Then, he suddenly opened his eyes, and the pair of wind wings behind him became as sharp as knives.

At the same time, Tang San had already tightened his grip on the Clear Sky Hammer.

"Do I need to give you a little more time to recover your soul power and physical strength?"

Feng Xiaotian asked finally.

Tang San casually swallowed a big reply sausage, and then shook his head.

"No need, let's start!"

"……it is good."

Feng Xiaotian's eyes sharpened, and the cyan wind wings behind his back merged with his arms. His body turned rapidly in the air, like a dragon dancing and an eagle soaring. In the blink of an eye, he used his wings as a knife and slashed at Tang San.

Tang San had the blessing of his previous life experience, and he skillfully held the Clear Sky Hammer and faced it with all his might.

boom!

After the first collision between the two, Feng Xiaotian's figure shifted slightly in the air, and Tang San took a few steps back.

Ok?

This feeling...

Tang San frowned slightly, as if he had noticed something, but before he could think about it, Feng Xiaotian had already completed another turn in the air, and slashed his wing-dagger towards him.

So fast? !

Tang San, who had just completed the first stack of Chaotic Cloak Hammer techniques and was about to turn around for the second stack, saw that the Wing Saber was already in front of him. He couldn't help but shrink his pupils and hurriedly swung the Clear Sky Hammer.

boom!

After the second collision, Tang San took a few steps back, while Feng Xiaotian turned back in the air like a sudden storm, and then struck with a third slash.

boom!

boom! !

boom! ! !

……

In this way, the two fought for thirty rounds, and Tang San gradually fell into a disadvantage.

No, no...

This cannot go on.

There is something weird about this Feng Xiaotian, and the cloak hammering technique alone is not enough to punish him!

Tang San, who was once again defeated in embarrassment, thought to himself as he faced Feng Xiaotian, who was getting more and more courageous as he fought above.

Immediately, he looked hard and looked at Yi Dao, who was about to kill him again, and suddenly changed his moves.

Yes, he decided to give up using the random cloak hammer method at this moment. Because Tang San estimated that his current strength was far from enough to issue the ultimate secret "Nine Nine Returns to One Hammer", and under such a premise, the random cloak hammer technique was not really that powerful.

He had better options.

That is……

Haotian Jiujue!

Tang San held his foot firmly, and a vague sense of destruction enveloped the Clear Sky Hammer.

Haotian's Nine Jue - Po Zi Jue!

boom!

The Clear Sky Hammer and the Gale Wing Blade collided again.

It's different from before.

This time, Tang San only took two steps back, while Feng Xiaotian flew backwards several meters away in the air.

Since then, the situation has reversed!

Tang San curled his lips.

Feng Xiaotian, Feng Xiaotian...

So what if you are more talented in this life? Your Wind Demonic Wolf's thirty-six consecutive kills are nothing more than an ordinary self-created soul skill. How can it be compared to my profound Haotian Sect's unique skills?

Defeat!

boom!

Tang San, who was extremely rich in inner drama, held the Haotian Hammer and used the "Nine Jue Haotian's Beng Zi Jue" in rotation. He soon started the thirty-second round of confrontation with Feng Xiaotian's Gale Wing Saber, and then this time it was again Feng Xiaotian retreated further.

In this regard, Feng Xiaotian didn't express anything, he just continued to attack indifferently, and then was knocked back... Just like this, after a back and forth, the battle unknowingly reached the thirty-sixth round.

Tang San gradually gained the upper hand, while Feng Xiaotian seemed to have reached the end.

As the thirty-sixth confrontation ended, Tang San jumped up suddenly, looking at Feng Xiaotian flying backwards, preparing to end the battle with Ling Tian's blow.

Unexpectedly, he saw Feng Xiaotian turning back and slashing in the air again.

"The...thirty-seventh cut?!"

Tang San's face was full of shock.

"Damn it! Aren't you the 36th consecutive slash of the Gale Demon Wolf? Where did you get the 37th slash?"

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian, who was in a state of fierce attack, couldn't help but take a moment to look at Tang San strangely.

"When did I say that my self-created soul skill is only the 36 consecutive kills of the Gale Demon Wolf?"

"what?"

boom!

Because he wanted to use Ling Tian's attack, Tang San's feet left the fighting spirit table and entered Feng Xiaotian's aerial realm. He accidentally used the Clear Sky Hammer to collide with the Swift Wind Wing Saber, and was directly knocked down.

Tang San fell to the ground in a state of embarrassment, raised his head, and saw Feng Xiaotian, who was unyielding and about to strike with the thirty-eighth slash, his pupils trembled, and he had to rush out Haotian's body defense.

After that, Tang San continued to alternately use Haotian's Nine Arts, attacking Feng Xiaotian's Gale Demon Wolf for countless consecutive cuts. The two sides fought in the blink of an eye, reaching the fifty-fourth round.

Tang San looked at Feng Xiaotian, who was still performing retracement attacks in the air, and breathed a little tiredly. At this time, even if he used Haotian's Nine Arts, he could no longer maintain the upper hand, and the attack power of both sides was vaguely on the same level. However, Feng Xiaotian's attack power would definitely become stronger as he continued to return and slash, but Tang San, who was using Haotian's Nine Arts, could only stand still.

Therefore, there was no surprise that when the battle came to the sixty-second round, Tang San was at a disadvantage again, and Feng Xiaotian once again had the upper hand.

boom!

Finally, Feng Xiaotian struck out for the sixty-third time, and Tang San was instantly knocked down on the soul fighting platform.

I can’t get up again!