Author: The little wild boar under the leader's seat
Chapter 64 Shura Sword VS Soul-Breaking Gun
When Di Tian was about to have a seizure, Si Chen dragged him towards the spirit fighting area, "Don't lose your temper here, there are so many people watching."
The staff reminded them behind them: "If you want to change the name, you need to re-register the Iron Fighting Soul Badge. At the same time, all the achievements you have won will be erased."
"I'll pay for it, and you can re-register right away!" When Di Tian heard that changing his name was a big deal, he wished he could force Si Chen to go back and change his name. As a Tiandou-level teacher at the Tiandou Royal Academy, he gets three thousand gold souls every month.
With a salary of 10 gold soul coins, he didn't take it seriously.
"I don't." Si Chen flatly refused.
"You are simply unreasonable!" Di Qing walked away in a hurry.
After registering, it is time to sort out the soul fighting. Because Si Chen and Di Tian came together, they were both assigned to the soul fighting field in the same area for soul fighting. However, Di Tian’s opponent was a Soul Saint level.
Si Chen's opponent was only at the Soul Emperor level.
The spirit masters who participated in the spirit fight were uniformly arranged to rest in a spacious room, waiting for their appearance. Di Tian walked aside and refused to have any communication with Si Chen. He had no choice but to take the spirit master after he came on stage.
The opponent vented his anger. Although his opponent was also a Soul Saint, he was beaten with the Dragon Divine Claw not long after and screamed in agony. He completely lost the Soul Saint's demeanor.
At this time, the host on the stage had already announced that the winner of this soul fighting competition was the Golden Eyed Black Dragon King, and then it was Si Chen's turn to take the stage.
"Next, we will invite the Dragon Taming Master of the War Soul Emperor, who has the weapon soul blood sword, to face the battle soul emperor Yang Tianfan, who has won four games in a row and has the weapon soul soul-breaking gun." The host was having a hard time holding back his laughter.
He had just announced the victory of the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King, and now a girl named "How to Train Your Dragon" has arrived. She is obviously going against the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King just now!
The audience on the viewing platform couldn't help but laugh. If it weren't for the different levels of Di Tian and Si Chen, they would have wanted a duel between the Golden-Eyed Black Dragon King and the Master of Dragon Training to see who would have the last laugh.
When Di Tian heard this, he paused and turned around to take a sharp look at Si Chen, who was already on stage.
Si Chen couldn't care less about his expression. The host had just mentioned the soul-breaking gun, so his opponent would undoubtedly be a member of the breaking clan.
"Both sides, please note that from now on you have one minute to summon your own spirits. When I announce the start, you can attack until one party gives in, collapses or falls off the spirit fighting platform." The host's voice sounded again.
The martial souls were released from both of them at the same time. Yang Tianfan's martial soul appeared in his right hand, which was a long spear of two feet. The spear was completely black and shone with a cold luster. The shaft was eight feet long, and the wide tip was four feet long.
The gun barrel is as thick as an ordinary person's arm. Two yellow, two purple, and two black, six best-matched spirit rings appear on the gun body at the same time, shining up and down around the two-foot-long spear, suddenly blooming with incomparable dazzling brilliance.
Si Chen discovered that when Yang Tianfan held his dark iron gun, his whole person had become different. All the previous emotional changes seemed to have completely disappeared at this moment, and all the energy, energy, and spirit were completely gone.
Focused on the iron gun in his hand, no matter what happens, it cannot have any interference with his current emotions.
Si Chen also released her second martial soul calmly. A bloody giant sword with a length of more than two meters appeared in her hand. Then, her six soul rings symbolizing her identity quietly came out, surrounding
Her body moves up and down.
Facing a strong man of Yang Tianfan's level, Si Chen would not have full confidence that he would be able to win if he did not use his soul skills. The characteristic of the Po Clan was their attacks, which were absolutely powerful and full of destructive attacks.
But Si Chen came here to practice the random cloak hammering technique. If it wasn't for a critical moment, she would not use the Shura Sword's soul skill.
Yang Tianfan looked at Si Chen coldly, "Are you ready?" For him, no matter what the opponent is, it will not affect his mentality.
Only when the situation affects his emotions can he use his strongest "break" when his momentum reaches its peak. Everything is indestructible and everything is indestructible. The first person to be hypnotized is himself.
Si Chen's face suddenly became solemn. She was able to completely focus on her martial spirit and throw away her gun. She herself was a sword cultivator. Such a state had told her a lot. Today's battle was not that...
Easy to win.
"The game begins." As the host shouted loudly, the two people on the Soul Fighting Stage took action at the same time.
The next moment, the two men were charging towards each other at the same time.
In the process of charging forward, Si Chen suddenly turned halfway, holding the Shura Sword with both hands and swinging it behind her. Then, her body turned around again, and the Shura Sword spun around in the air, carrying a terrifying evil force.
The wind went straight towards Yang Tianfan and struck him in the head.
"Hey!" Yang Tianfan shouted loudly, his whole body seemed to be integrated with the gun, and he held the soul-breaking gun in his hands horizontally and knocked upwards.
"Dang-" A loud noise burst out, making the entire Soul Fighting Platform tremble.
Almost instantly, Si Chen realized Yang Tianfan's strength. Yang Tianfan's first soul ring lit up, and an explosive energy suddenly burst out from him.
The sword body and the gun body suddenly collided, and the Shura Sword was instantly bounced up. Just when Yang Tianfan wanted to pursue him, Si Chen quickly spun around in the air, and the flying Shura Sword actually carried a stronger weapon than before.
The momentum dropped again.
"When--" There was another loud roar. This time, Yang Tianfan obviously increased his strength, so that Si Chen's steps quickly retreated. However, even during the retreat, her body was still spinning and her hands were tightly clenched.
He held the hilt of the Shura Sword and waved it alternately, causing it to rotate.
After Yang Tianfan's soul-breaking gun deflected the second sword, he pushed it with his left hand and moved forward with his right hand. The tip of the soul-breaking gun had gone straight to Si Chen's chest like lightning. The third soul ring on the spear shone, and the tip of the gun was
A layer of black light suddenly burst out. This is Yang Tianfan's third soul skill, "Explosion". His first soul skill "Shock" can deflect attacks that are not strong enough, but this explosion will increase the attack power.
To an even more terrifying level, once it pierces any object, the soul power will produce a terrifying explosive force, making the spear even more destructive.
Si Chen's third sword fell at this moment, and it landed just right. The thick sword hit the tip of the soul-breaking gun. This time, Si Chen had the upper hand.
The soul-breaking gun was retracted, and Yang Tianfan pressed down with his right hand, using the pressure of the soul-breaking gun on the ground to make his body bounce up, and skillfully kicked Si Chen's neck with his right foot.
But Si Chen had gradually figured out the trick of the random cloak hammering technique. Her steps spun again, and her body retreated deftly again. At the same time, the Shura sword struck down with the sword wind for the fourth time.
By this time, Yang Tianfan could already tell that the special combat skill Si Chen was currently performing was not a soul skill, and this combat skill was not unfamiliar to the Po clan, but he had never been sure.
The Shura Sword and the Soul-Breaking Gun collided continuously. Each collision would make a loud noise, and each roar would be louder than the previous one. Yang Tianfan also did not expect that his opponent had not used any soul skills until now, just simply
Fight hard with your own fighting skills and strength.
The sword and the gun continued to collide, all the bells and whistles were gone, only the tyrannical head-on collision. What surprised Yang Tianfan was that the power contained in Si Chen's sword was getting stronger and stronger. When the twentieth collision arrived
At that moment, Yang Tianfan finally couldn't help but said, "Are you trying to mess with the cloak and hammer technique?" He had been forced to the edge of the Soul Fighting Platform. If he continued like this, he might be knocked off the Soul Fighting Platform by Si Chen's sword.
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Si Chen didn't answer. At this moment, her eyes suddenly lit up and she swung the twenty-first sword boldly.
Yang Tianfan fell to the audience like a falling cannonball. When he got up again, there was already a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.
After hearing the host announce the winner of How to Train Your Dragon, Si Chen turned around and walked towards the audience. She was planning to change back to her original appearance and participate in another spirit fight, but she didn't expect Yang Tianfan to catch up despite her injuries.
"Wait a minute, are you from the Haotian Sect?" Yang Tianfan had already determined that the combat technique Si Chen used was the Chaos Cloak Hammer technique, but since the martial spirit she used was not the Haotian Hammer, his attitude was still polite.
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"No." Si Chen planned to make up an excuse to excuse himself, "This is a skill I bought at the auction. So is it a combat skill of the Haotian Sect?"
"So that's it, I misunderstood." Upon hearing that Si Chen was not from the Haotian Sect, Yang Tianfan's attitude softened even more.
"It doesn't matter, you'd better find a healing soul master to heal your injuries as soon as possible. The sword has no eyes on the stage. I've just got some experience with this combat skill. I just can't take it back. I'm sorry." Si Chen's gaze
It fell on Yang Tianfanyi's trembling arms.
Yang Tianfan waved his hand, "It doesn't matter, injuries are common in competitions. I hope I can compete with you again someday." Si Chen's attitude made him very fond of him. As a member of the Po Zhi clan, he heard that the Haotian Sect
His inherited skills were actually put up for auction at the auction house, and he couldn't help but feel a little gloating about his misfortune.
The Po Clan was originally affiliated with the Haotian Sect, but after the conflict between Tang Hao and Wuhun Palace, the Haotian Sect expelled Tang Hao from the sect and closed the sect. The Haotian Sect ran very fast with oil on its feet.
But those small sects affiliated with Haotian Sect were in misfortune. They were either exterminated or absorbed by Wuhun Palace. The Po clan was also attacked by Wuhun Palace. Nearly half of the clan was damaged, and its vitality has never been able to recover.
The only son of the patriarch Yang Wudi died tragically in this battle, and his younger brother Yang Wushuang was also captured by the Wuhun Palace. Therefore, the Po Clan had a deep resentment towards the Haotian Sect. After that, Yang Wudi led the Po Clan to move to a palace in the Star Luo Empire.
After settling in the city, the Po Zhi clan has made some savings over the years by doing business with people from the two empires through the medicines they refined. Yang Tianfan came to Tiandou City this time just to do business with the nobles of the Tiandou Empire. As for why he
He will appear in the Great Soul Fighting Arena. To put it simply, he wants to find someone to practice his skills with, and has no other purpose.
