Dozens of level 4 soul-guiding rays, when stacked together, are no less powerful than level-6 soul-guiding artillery shells, especially the piercing rays, which are more effective against defensive shields.
The smoke gradually dissipated, and it could be vaguely seen that although the fiery red shield was full of cracks, it could not be completely broken. Although Mr. Gong only used three or four soul skills, as a titled Douluo with the blessing of huge soul power,
The effect has already exceeded the scope of ordinary thousand-year soul skills.
The old man seemed to have expected all this, and there was a hint of pride in his mouth. In his opinion, it was extremely unwise for Ye Ming to spend so much soul power to compete with him. Even if his soul power reserves were stronger than those of ordinary people, he still had
Can you compete with yourself as a titled Douluo?
At this moment, a flash of gold suddenly lit up in the dusty mist, and even though it hadn't arrived yet, a 'hissing' sound of tearing air could be heard. It was an extremely sharp performance!
While marveling, the old man couldn't help but think of the corpse of the bloodthirsty demon bear two years ago. Judging from the flat skull, it was obviously cut open by some kind of extreme sharp blade.
same!
"Good boy, I'm going to try today to see how powerful your Dark Gold Terrorclaw can be compared to the original version."
After saying that, Gong Lao shouted angrily, and saw his first three soul rings flashing in sequence, and then he saw his whole body suddenly expand in a circle, and a pair of huge tiger palms were wrapped with flames as if they were burning. In terms of power, they were even more powerful than the dark ones.
Golden Terrorclaw.
As two rays of light, one red and one gold, clashed, a huge dull sound accompanied by wisps of blood flowed onto the stage. Then, the golden light instantly retreated for more than 20 meters before stopping, leaving deep scratches.
It spread over half of the table, and a judgment was made for a while!
At this time, Fan Yu in the audience had already tightly grasped the guardrail in front of him with both hands. He understood that both sides were beast martial souls known for their strong attacks. Injuries were inevitable in the event of a confrontation, but he did not expect that Ye Ming would...
No! It seems that someone else was injured!
On the stage, Ye Ming slowly calmed down his violently heaving chest. As he stood up and inserted the dark gold fear claw into the ground, he also pulled out. He endured the surging blood in his body, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. There was no trace of blood in his body.
Looks injured?
On the opposite side, Mr. Gong stared at the palm of his left hand in disbelief. He saw five bloody wounds there. Although the wounds were not deep, he was actually injured! And he was injured by a Soul King!
He slowly closed his eyes and felt that the scene in front of him was very strange. How many years had it been? He had not experienced this feeling for a long time.
"Boy, I did underestimate you before. You are indeed a Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear that is famous for its attacks. I hope you can surprise me again next time."
Gong Lao opened his eyes again. At this time, his eyes were extremely bright, and his red-brown vertical pupils seemed to be burning like fire!
"It seems like Mr. Gong is starting to get serious."
Seeing this, a trace of emotion appeared on Xian Lin'er's face. Ye Ming's ability to injure Mr. Gong was enough to surprise her. It seemed that his Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear's right metacarpal bone had grown to a point of considerable power, but she didn't know what would happen next.
Will Mr. Gong give him another chance?
Qian Duoduo smiled when he heard the words. Since he dared to make a bet, he naturally had something to rely on. Speaking of which, he also accidentally got the news from Yan Shaozhe. A soul king has a mental power that is not weaker than a titled Douluo.
I'm afraid not many people would believe it, so he was looking forward to the battle ahead.
"Boy, your martial soul is so strong, but you still use Na Laozi's soul guidance device. Wouldn't it be nice to have a head-on battle with me?" Gong Lao said with a look of anticipation.
Ye Ming did not respond, but he gave his answer with actions.
I saw him scattering the soul guide on the ground, and its first and third soul rings lit up one after another. Ye Ming, who was already in the state of martial soul possession, became more powerful. At this time, his shirt had already exploded, and five dark golden blades
It almost touched the ground, with a cold sheen shining on it.
"Good boy, enough seed!"
Seeing this, Mr. Gong praised him, and his strength was no longer hidden. With a roar of a tiger, bright flames instantly formed a huge tiger shadow behind him. The tiger shadow roared to the sky and the earth, with astonishing pressure.
Seeing this scene, Qian Duoduo quickly opened the protective shield in the Colosseum. The extreme individual soldier plan was still in the secret stage, and it was really difficult to attract too many people's attention.
In the process, the two people on the stage once again had a confrontation. The two were fighting in close quarters. Each move contained huge power. The ground under their feet continued to produce fine cracks, and the dull sound of the collision resounded throughout the Colosseum.
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"Teacher, Ye Ming is really amazing. He can actually fight Gong Lao back and forth."
He Caitou looked at the two people on the stage blankly, with longing in his eyes.
Hearing this, Fan Yu smiled and said: "Ye Ming is good, but didn't you see that Mr. Gong hasn't used his soul skills yet? If one thing goes against another, Ye Ming may not be able to hold on for long."
"Yes." He Caitou nodded honestly. He really didn't notice that Mr. Gong didn't use his soul skill just now. Thinking of this, he focused on the competition and didn't notice Fan Yu's slightly solemn eyes at all.
What he didn't say was that although Mr. Gong didn't use soul skills, as a titled Douluo of the power attack system and possessing a top-notch beast spirit like the Flame Tiger King, he should be able to capture a soul king even without using soul skills. What's more,
Needless to say, Ye Ming has not yet used his ten thousand year soul ring, but he has been fighting with Mr. Gong for so long, and his performance has far exceeded his expectations.
Of course, Ye Ming's potential is actually far more than that.
On the stage, although Ye Ming used one or three soul rings, the consumption was far less than what everyone imagined, and he gave up defense. As injuries continued to appear on his body, his first soul skill went crazy with the blessing of Wushuang, allowing him to
His physical fitness is improving all the time.
Among them, Gong Lao felt the strongest. Originally, he had higher physical fitness and richer combat experience. He did clearly have the upper hand at first when he deliberately avoided Ye Ming's Terrorclaw blade. However, as he continued to fight, Ye Ming not only became stronger but also
Big, even his reaction speed has been significantly improved, and the attack of the five dark gold blades has become more fierce, which has left a lot of injuries on his body.
"Boy, I won't play with you anymore."
Gong Lao, who had already made some guesses, finally stopped holding back. He finally understood that this kid had been using himself as a whetstone. Although he didn't know where his limit was, if he continued, he might not be able to end it.
It was better to take the initiative to fight quickly than to be forced to use soul skills, so he directly used the fifth soul skill in this move.
"Ye Ming, you are proud to be able to use my ten-thousand-year soul skill. Get ready to step down!"
As the ten-thousand-year-old black soul ring lit up, the old man took a step back, and the flames all over his body quickly gathered towards his right fist. At the same time, a tiger figure also took shape at this moment.