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Chapter 382 Experiment

"There is more than enough offense, but not enough defense."

"Although you have given up all defenses and created unique attack power, if you meet a soul master with strong perception and reaction like me, you will be instantly at a disadvantage."

"Haha, what Lei Douluo said is true, but Yang has been studying attack methods all his life. If I were to study defense, it would be putting the cart before the horse."

Yang Wudi nodded in agreement, but still did not agree with Zhao Xuan's point of view. He held the gun with both hands and smashed it down at Zhao Xuan.

The body deflected slightly, and Yang Wudi's heavy blow completely missed, hitting the ground and creating a deep ravine, adding a wound to the ground.

Yang Wudi frowned slightly, and a look of helplessness appeared on Yang Wudi's face. Just as Zhao Xuuruo said, if he encounters such a soul master with excellent perception and reaction, it will be difficult to cause harm to him unless his attack is faster.

It's a pity that all his energy fell on the "thorn", but he had much less control over speed.

If he can invade like fire and be as swift as wind, then his path will be truly invincible.

Zhao Xuan's constant dodges gradually made Yang Wudi feel annoyed. It was like you had accumulated all your strength but punched cotton, with no strength and nowhere to use it.

"Please also ask Thunder Douluo to teach you how to attack!"

Yang Wudi suddenly said in a deep voice.

Zhao Xuan was slightly startled, then nodded with a smile: "Okay."

The dazzling spear struck from a distance like a meteor. Zhao Xuan did not dodge and stood there with a smile on his face.

Yang Wudi frowned, wondering what Zhao Xuan was planning, but based on his own observation and perception, there was clearly no ambush.

what happened?

While he was wondering, his spear had already penetrated Zhao Xuan's chest, and the real touch was definitely not a fake.

Yang Wudi suddenly came back to his senses, looking at Zhao Xuan who was still smiling in front of him with wide eyes and a horrified expression, and suddenly felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet and heading straight to his forehead.

Not only him, but also several people in the distance felt numb.

"Don't move. Although Hall Master Yang is powerful, he can't hurt Zhao Xuan."

Tang San stretched out his hand to stop the people who were about to rush over, his eyes gleaming with purple light as he stared closely at the two people in the distance.

"But……"

Tai Tan was anxious and looked nervously into the distance. Yang Wudi held a spear and pierced Zhao Xuan's chest. The purple-gold blood spilled was so real and magnificent.

Yang Wudi also looked confused. The purple-gold blood on Zhao Xuan's chest flowed along the spear to the palm of his hand. The purple-gold blood was like flowing golden sunlight, extremely gorgeous and sacred. His palm felt a faint tingling when it came into contact with it.

Feeling of pain.

"This this……"

Yang Wudi looked at Xiang Zhaoxuan in front of him with incoherent words. For the first time, he felt at a loss and his mind went blank.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

In front of him, Zhao Xuan, who was penetrated by the soul-breaking gun, looked calm. He looked down at the wound penetrated by the soul-breaking gun and murmured in a low voice: "Although it is only a superficial rule, it can already cause me harm, but

The effect…is better than nothing.”

After speaking, Zhao Xuan's whole body suddenly sank. Yang Wudi in front of him felt a huge pressure pressing down on him. Immediately, a powerful repulsive force came from the other end of the soul-breaking gun he was holding tightly, and the entire body was broken.

The soul gun ejected from Zhao Xuan's chest.

Purple-gold blood filled the sky, extremely bright and sacred.

But at the moment when the soul-breaking gun left the body, Zhao Xuan's wound suddenly filled with a flow of data, and the place that was originally penetrated returned to its original state in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Yang Wudi who was staring blankly in front of him, Zhao Xuan said apologetically: "I'm trying out my new abilities, I'm sorry."

After a long time, Yang Wudi came back to his senses, licked his lips, and then sighed. An aura called decadence suddenly appeared on his body.

Even if he takes the initiative to hit him, it still can't cause much damage to him. Is the Titled Douluo really that powerful?

"Hall Master Yang, are you ready?"

Seeing that Yang Wudi was a little distracted, Zhao Xuan, who was getting ready to go, couldn't help but ask.

"Ready, Great Elder, please invite me."

Yang Wudi took a deep breath, and then stared at Zhao Xuan.

"Well."

Zhao Xuan nodded and a sharp light flashed in his eyes, and the momentum in his body suddenly gathered together. As the blood surged in his body, all the power was gathered together. Zhao Xuan also took advantage of the situation and punched forward fiercely.

"Duh!"

Standing in the distance, Yang Wudi's eyes shone brightly, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "What a strong punch!"

At the same time, the eighth soul ring on his body also flickered, and the soul-breaking gun in his hand became darker and darker. Faintly, everyone present seemed to hear a vague dragon roar.

Tang San and the others were now far away, staring intently at the battlefield. The strong wind aroused by the momentum of the two men would make their clothes rustle.

Lou Gao, who was protected by Tang San, swallowed his saliva. Is this a Titled Douluo level battle?

Titan and others were equally shocked. This kind of fighting power far surpassed them. Titan couldn't help but murmur: "The road that this guy like Old Goat has taken is much stronger than ours."

Amidst the sound of the wind and the dragon's roar, Yang Wudi suddenly moved forward, the dazzling white spear light scorching people, and then the black spear turned into a black dragon, holding the white spear light in its mouth, whizzing away along the front.

"hold head high!"

The dragon's roar shook the world, and this move was also Yang Wudi's eighth soul skill, Like a Dragon.

The white air waves caused by the gun dragon and Zhao Xuan's fist intersected, and a sudden explosion resounded throughout the world. The whole world was filled with wind and clouds, and wild sand was flying.

Under the strong wind, even the heavy-bodied Titan and Niu Gao couldn't help but change their expressions, and the strong wind made them retreat.

"I'm going to go, this old goat is so full of sex!"

As his soul power exploded, Tai Tan steadied his steps, but couldn't help but complain.

"But his situation is a bit bad." Niu Gao beside him muttered, looking into the distance.

At the confrontation, Yang Wudi held the dark soul-breaking gun and was locked in a stalemate with Zhao Xuan's punch. The strong wind generated by the collision of the two blew his cheek, causing it to tear out several blood stains.

What was even more terrifying was that his hands were trembling due to the violent trembling of the spear. His entire arm was red and his blood vessels were exposed.

Zhao Xuan couldn't help but frowned and said: "Elder Yang, why are you so desperate?"

Yang Wudi's long hair was flying, and the wind was blowing in his ears, but he turned a deaf ear to it and said in a deep voice: "One of us is never afraid of fighting."

After saying that, the veins on his forehead were exposed, his teeth were clenched, he held the barrel of the soul-breaking gun tightly, and shouted: "Break it for me!"

"boom!

The turbulent air flow moved around, and the yellow sand rose tens of feet, filling everyone's sight.

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