I was in Douluo, and Tang San stole my home at the beginning

When Tang San heard this, veins on his forehead bulged and he clenched his fists.

At this point in the game, he lost without even using his third and fourth soul skills. It was really frustrating!

"Use that trick." He turned his head and glanced at his teammates, saying in a deep voice.

The teammates looked at each other, then nodded. In this situation, they could only place their hopes on Tang San.

He immediately stood up and stood behind Tang San, using Oscar as the link to transfer soul power.

"Multi-in-one fusion technique?" Bai Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Ayi, do we want to join in?" Hu Liena said with a frown.

"No need." Bai Yi sneered, "They have already consumed a lot of spirit power in the previous battle. Even if they transfer all their spirit power to Tang San now, at most Tang San will have the cultivation level of a Spirit Emperor. Moreover, it is only cultivation level, and it cannot produce a qualitative change."

If one reaches Soul Saint and awakens the true form of martial soul, that would be another matter.

"Nana, Brother Xieyue, you two go down first." He continued, "I want to deal with him myself."

"Cultivation doesn't represent everything. Believe me, he can't beat me!"

"This..." Xie Yue suddenly looked hesitant, not because he was afraid of losing, but because he was worried that Bai Yi would get hurt.

"I believe in Ayi!" Hu Liena's eyes were firm. "Brother, let's go down."

"Okay." Xie Yue stopped hesitating and turned to walk out of the field.

"Hehe, you have the style of me in my old days!" Zhu Wu, the eldest brother in the audience, said with a smile.

Qian Renxue, who was sitting next to her, smiled and didn't say much.

After a while, the soul power transmission was completed, Tang San stood upright on the field, looking at Bai Yi indifferently.

"This guy is a bit pretentious." Senior Brother Zhu Wu raised an eyebrow and said, "The Soul Emperor is beating the Soul Sect, and he seems very proud of it."

"He is just a hypocrite who thinks highly of himself." Qian Renxue said calmly, "Just like his teacher Yu Xiaogang."

The eldest senior brother Zhu Wu immediately glanced at Yu Xiaogang, straightened his back, and put one hand behind his back, also very pretentious.

But his eyes, filled with expectation and worry, revealed his emotions. Although he appeared calm on the surface, he was actually very nervous inside.

"This is what they call "If you are not from the same family, you should not enter the same door." He shook his head.

"If you have any moves, use them quickly." On the field, Bai Yi, who was quietly suspended in the air by the wind, said lightly.

"As you wish." Tang San said calmly, raised his hand to summon the Chrysanthemum Spirit, and the first spirit ring under his feet lit up.

Bai Yi was flying in the sky, and he couldn't hit him even with the Clear Sky Hammer martial spirit.

"It just so happens that I recently learned a throwing technique, and today I will try it out on you." As he said this, he raised his hands and then waved them.

"One Thousand and One Nights!" Countless golden lights suddenly bloomed in the sky.

"I learned it secretly if I wanted to. Why do you say I figured it out by chance? Do you think I'm a fool?" Bai Yi snorted disdainfully.

"The key is that you haven't learned everything secretly. You are so inexperienced and playful. It's no wonder that you are so bad at using your martial arts spirit."

"Transform into a dragon!" With a twist of his body, silver light burst out, and a long silver dragon swam out.

It is about 15 meters long and its waist is thicker than a bucket.

“Is this also dragon transformation?” Yu Tianheng and Yu Tianxin were stunned.

“Oh my god, it turned into a dragon directly? This is possible without a martial soul or a true body?” The contestants around were also confused.

"Bright Light Tyrant Body!" The white light shone, instantly covering the dragon's body with a layer of crystal. From a distance, it looked like it was covered with a layer of white jade.

"Ding ding ding" the golden light arrived and hit the dragon's body one after another, continuously making sounds like the collision of metal and stone.

"This defense is outrageous, isn't it?" Ma Hongjun, who was already sitting in the spectator seats, widened his eyes.

"Are you tickling me?" Bai Yi controlled the dragon body to hover in the air, blocking the attacking tooth-shaped petals one by one.

As the owner of the Silver Dragon Spirit, his mental power was his strongest attribute, and all his elemental control was based on his mental attributes. With his powerful mental power and the Purple Demon Eye, the hidden weapons shot by Tang San were as slow as a turtle in his eyes, and there was no threat at all.

The highest level of dragon transformation talent is to transform into a dragon, and coupled with defensive skills, he is too lazy to hide.

"It's just that you have more soul power than me, and I recover quickly!" He immediately drew the elements of heaven and earth in the air to replenish himself.

"Damn it!" Tang San gritted his teeth, and with a thought, the third soul ring under his feet lit up. The dragon body in the air grew long fangs and kept closing them, as if to restrain the entire dragon body.

Tang San's eyes suddenly lit up, and then he saw flames suddenly ignited on the silver dragon's body.

With another sudden roll, all the long teeth were broken.

Tang San's expression suddenly darkened again, his eyes filled with chill.

"Fourth soul skill, golden core glowing!" While the fangs still had some restraining effect, he quickly used the fourth soul skill.

The golden light of the martial soul flower instantly bloomed, and a golden light column as thick as an arm erupted.

"High temperature ray!" Bai Yi opened his mouth and spewed out fire. The red flames gathered at the front end of the dragon's mouth, bursting out a white fire line two fingers thick.

"Bang!" It instantly collided with the golden light column and quickly advanced against the colorful light column.

Tang San, who was holding Juhua's arm, instantly felt a huge pressure and almost lost his grip.

"Fortunately, I have my mother's soul bones." I felt very fortunate.

If he didn't hold on firmly, the fire sprayed by Bai Yi would shoot directly at him, and he would be burned through on the spot.

"So, Bai Yi wants to take this opportunity to kill me!" The thought came to his mind, and the coldness in his eyes became even stronger.

But Bai Yifei was in the air and he couldn't hit him at all.

With a thought, he immediately jumped to the side and shouted, "Bai Yi, do you dare to bet with me?"

"Cough cough!" Zhu Wu, who was sitting on the rooftop of the Pope's Palace watching the battle with Bibi Dong, coughed on the spot.

Tang San, you are worthy of it!

"Oh?" Bai Yi raised his eyebrows, "What are you betting on?"

"You fall to the ground, and I will use the Clear Sky Hammer spirit without any spirit rings attached. Let's have a fair fight." Tang San said calmly.

"Okay!" Bai Yi agreed without hesitation, and flew down to the ground, landing on all fours with his dragon head raised to look down at Tang San, "If you shout again that it's only fair if I return to my human form, then I can only say that you're an idiot!"

Tang San's face suddenly brightened. He really thought so, and then listened to Bai Yi continue.

"Transforming into a dragon is my martial arts talent, and it has nothing to do with spirit rings!"

"If you want to be absolutely fair, you and I are at the same level, so we can give up using our martial spirits and just engage in close combat."

I will definitely beat you so hard that your mother won’t even recognize you, Bai Yixin said. He was looking forward to Tang San’s choice. He just felt like he was itching to do it.

"No need." Tang San said calmly.

If he couldn't even use his martial soul, then the Nine Absolutes of Clear Sky that he had just learned would be useless.

"Make your move." Bai Yi raised the dragon head.

Tang San said nothing, he clenched his left hand and switched to the Clear Sky Hammer spirit, and rushed straight to the silver dragon with a step. On the way, he injected soul power into the Clear Sky Hammer spirit, and after only a blink of an eye, the length of the hammer handle reached 1.5 meters, and the hammer head was like a bucket, thick and hard, looking extremely powerful.

When he is close to five meters, he exerts force with his arms and jumps off the ground.

"Haotian Nine Jue, Guan!"

"Red Lotus Fire!" Bai Yi simply contracted his abdomen and started to spit out blue fire. Suddenly, blue fire appeared in his mouth and then dispersed, turning into a surging red flame.

The terrifying high temperature instantly hit Tang San's face, and his expression changed drastically, with the hairs on his body standing up.

In the face of life and death crisis, he instinctively activated the soul bone skill of his left arm.

"Invincible Golden Body!" After using it, the power is doubled, providing absolute defense within three seconds.

The next second, the flame arrived, bringing with it a strong gust of air, and the body fell backwards uncontrollably until it fell to the ground.

"Third brother!" Xiao Wu shouted.

"I'm fine!" Tang San responded with gritted teeth, holding up the Clear Sky Hammer with both hands with all his strength, intending to move forward against the flames.

Bai Yi sensed something and pressed his neck, increasing the firepower.

Tang San subconsciously pressed his legs together, veins bulged all over his body, and he screamed "Ah ...

He didn't want to lose, not to Bai Yi who was younger than him!

Three seconds passed quickly.

"Invincible Golden Body. Invincible Golden Body." Tang San's eyes were red, and there was nothing else in his mind but to defeat Bai Yi.

In the dark, Tang Hao clenched his fists, his face was gloomy, and his body trembled from time to time.

The 100,000-year soul bone left by the Golden Chrysanthemum Emperor has additional skills? Bai Yi guessed that ordinary soul bone skills are not this powerful.

He immediately raised his head and retracted the attack; his throat was a little overheated.

He raised his feet, raised his hands, and slapped Tang San, who was half-kneeling on the ground and hadn't gotten up yet, away.

Then he raised his claws again and slammed the ground hard.