Douluo: Hang Up and Become a God

Today is the final battle of the promotion round, and it is also the one-on-one battle between Tang San and Feng Xiaotian.

Looking at Feng Xiaotian who was slowly walking towards the ring, Hu Jiu really wanted to arrest him and ask him, how could he, a little soul sect of over forty levels, have the courage to challenge Tang San of level sixty .

"Tang San!"

"Feng Xiaotian!"

After taking the stage, the two stood opposite each other and reported their names.

Feng Xiaotian is no longer as irritable as yesterday, and even has the mood to chat with Tang San: "Tang San, I am twenty-four years old this year, when I was six years old, I awakened the mutated martial arts double-headed devil wolf, possessing a congenital full soul. Power talent, so far, my soul power level is forty-four, this level is not obtained by me, but I cultivated bit by bit."

"To be honest, I appreciate you, but for Huo Wu, I must defeat you."

"By the way, can you tell me your level? I feel like you are hiding your strength."

Facing Feng Xiaotian's tentative gaze, Tang San smiled faintly, not hiding his strength. He raised his right hand, and a family of blue blue-silver grass emerged from his hand. On the blue-silver grass leaves, a trace of golden stripes made it look mysterious and noble.

"Let me introduce again, Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Level 60 Fifth Ring Control System Soul King."

Tang San's indifferent voice stopped in Feng Xiaotian's ears but roared like thunder.

"What, level sixty, you, you lied to me, right?" Feng Xiaotian showed an exaggerated expression, but he couldn't help staring at the five spirit rings of Erhuang, Erzi, and Yihei slowly moving under Tang San's feet. He doesn't believe it.

With five spirit rings, even if it wasn't level sixty, it was still level fifty or above, a whole rank higher than him.

"I can't, I'm innately full of soul power, and I didn't slack off when I was cultivating. Why is your level higher than mine?" Feng Xiaotian was a little suspicious of life.

Even though he knew that Tang San was very good, he also guessed that he might be innately full of spirit power, but he was also innately full of spirit power, so his level should be about the same.

But now it's so much worse, it's not scientific.

"Please release their martial spirits. The game is about to start." Just as Feng Xiaotian's expression was dull, the referee's voice of dissatisfaction sounded, and he looked at Feng Xiaotian like a mental retardation.

It's a competition now, and you're actually stunned in the ring, even forgetting to release your martial spirit, this mental ability is too poor!

Not like himself, even if he heard that Tang San's rank had reached sixty, he could still do two things with one mind, while being shocked while mechanically arranging the match.

"Roar!"

Feng Xiaotian was reminded by the referee, and instantly reacted, a long whistle, a faint blue light filled his body, and accompanied by the long whistling sound, his body had obvious changes, the body became obviously larger, hair It turned into the color of green grassland, and what was even more strange was that a blue wolf head appeared on his left shoulder.

That wolf head's gaze was piercing, and traces of chills were continuously released from its eyes, as if to freeze Tang San.

"Game start!"

Seeing that both sides were ready, the referee immediately announced the match, and then quickly disappeared above the ring like a breeze.

As soon as the referee's voice fell, Feng Xiaotian turned into a cyan phantom, and his body quickly rushed towards Tang San, leaving a long cyan light behind him because of the speed.

"What a fast speed!" Tang San's eyes lit up, he remembered that Feng Xiaotian was an attack type spirit master, but judging from the speed he showed now, it wasn't slower than agile attack type spirit masters!

With his right hand raised, thick blue-silver grasses quickly sprang up on the ground in front of Tang San. In the blue-silver grass, strands of golden threads were intertwined, and it looked more vital and tough.

"First spirit ring, Wind Blade Formation!"

Before anyone came to Tang San, Feng Xiaotian's attack had already begun. He saw ten sharp blades pop out from the wolf claws of his hands, and while waving his hands, the wind blades formed into pieces, overwhelming the sky and the earth. Slashing, the blue silver grass standing between the two was quickly cleared by the countless wind blade arrays, turning into blue light spots and disappearing in place.

Feng Xiaotian's martial spirit evolved from the Swift Wind Demon Wolf. Generally speaking, the first spirit ability of the Swift Wind Demon Wolf should be the Wind Blade, but after mutating into the Swift Wind Two-Headed Demon Wolf, Feng Xiaotian's first spirit ability It has become a wind blade array. Its effect is similar to that of Meng Yan's snake blade formation.

"Humph!"

Tang San snorted coldly, his eyes looked directly at Feng Xiaotian who was approaching, his hands had turned white jade at some point, his feet were like ghosts, a few flickering, and he even greeted Feng Xiaotian, not at all. Weak.

He is trying to fight Feng Xiaotian head-on!

A control-type soul master actually wants to confront a strong-attack-type battle soul master, which is too self-confident.

Of course, Tang San really had the capital of self-confidence. With more than ten levels of rank suppression, plus his Xuantian Treasure Recording technique, it was not difficult to act as a storm-type Spirit Master.

"Bang bang bang!"

Tang San rushed up by himself, just in accord with Feng Xiaotian's intention, raised the wolf claws between his hands, and began to confront Tang San head-on.

The moment the two met, their expressions were stern, Tang San's jade-like palm was like a woman's, and when he collided with Feng Xiaotian's wolf claws, only a series of sparks were left, and there was no scar at all.

"Hmph, it seems that you do have some skills, but don't underestimate me too much." Feng Xiaotian tapped his toes, and his body quickly retreated. When retreating, the second spirit ring and the third spirit ring under his feet lit up at the same time. , behind him, a pair of cyan wings popped out instantly.

During the flapping of his wings, his body had already left the ground, and he was soaring upwards, not stopping until he reached a height of fifty meters.

Feng Xiaotian showed a confident look on his face, what about level 60, at a high level, it's useless if you can't fly.

Looking down at Tang San, Feng Xiaotian smiled lightly: "Tang San, you are indeed stronger than I thought. But no matter how strong you are, it's useless, for my love, I must defeat you, next, I will use my My self-created soul skill is attacking you, be careful, this is my self-created soul skill Gale Devil Wolf Thirty-six Slashes, don’t blame me if you can’t hold on, because once the soul skill is issued, it will be me Can't stop."

"So, it's too late to admit defeat now." Even though he knew in his heart that Tang San was impossible to admit defeat, he kindly reminded him.

"Thank you for reminding me!" Tang San glanced at Feng Xiaotian in surprise, but his face didn't show anything.

You must know that self-created soul skills and self-created soul skills are different.

In Douluo Continent, as long as it is not a spirit ring skill, it can be called a self-created soul skill.

When looking at Feng Xiaotian's expression, this self-created soul skill seems to be created by him, just like Hu Jiu's self-created soul power control and Spiral Pill.

This kind of creative talent was what surprised Tang San.