Before the war started, he had tried his best to overestimate Long Xiaoshan, so he organized so many powerful Douzongs, and even used disgraceful wheel battles to consume Long Xiaoshan.
But he didn't expect it.
Long Xiaoshan was even more difficult than he thought.
He watched all nine games.
Almost no one can pose too much threat to Long Xiaoshan, and the battle usually ends within ten breaths.
He didn't know how much the other party consumed.
But it seems that Long Xiaoshan is in good condition and the wheel battle has not played the role it should have.
Now, there is only the tenth game left.
If this game is over, if Long Xiaoshan cannot be defeated, he may not have the shame to continue the wheel.
The high sun rose into the sky.
Standing on the battle stand.
Only he came in person in this tenth game, and he was not at ease with the others.
Of course this does not mean that he is confident.
However, if he is not sure, he cannot fight timidly.
This is the bottom line of the Daluo Soul Sect. You can be defeated, but you cannot escape without fighting.
Gao Yang stared at Long Xiaoshan opposite, and his soul power twisted the void, giving people a feeling of coexistence of illusion and reality. When he spoke, his voice seemed to penetrate his soul and rang directly in Long Xiaoshan's heart.
"You are very strong, beyond my expectations, but the more you act lightly, the more you are, the stronger you are on the outside and the middle. I have seen through you in the previous game, and you must be the one who loses today."
"Win and lose are not based on your mouth. If you want to use soul skills to shake my will, I advise you not to waste your energy." Long Xiaoshan said lightly.
Gao Yang's eyes shrank.
His soul power is everywhere.
In fact, just now, there was a confrontation of divine thoughts, confusing the other party's will.
However, the other party did not seem to be disturbed.
His expression was indifferent, and instantly, his eyebrows shone, and thousands of Gao Yang figures appeared in the void, slashing towards Long Xiaoshan with a palm.
"Thousand Illusion Palm!"
The terrible strong wind raged.
Layered palm prints rushed from all directions like a torrent.
When false is true, true is also false.
The layers of figures could not tell the truth or falsehood, as if everyone was true, or as if everyone was false. Gao Yang's soul technique had obviously reached a very clever state.
However, Long Xiaoshan's expression did not change.
These days, we have fought so many battles with the disciples of the Daluo Soul Sect.
Long Xiaoshan has gained nothing.
I have already understood a lot of soul art.
"meteor!"
Long Xiaoshan used his palm instead of a gun, and thousands of meteors burst out and collided with the palm print.
Rumble!
The sound of the explosion of energy continued, and a large number of palm prints were broken, shattering the void.
Even those figures of Gao Ying were constantly shattered.
However, after the shattering, Gao Ying's figure will continue to reunite, endlessly killing.
"It's useless to fight a war of attrition with me."
Long Xiaoshan opened his mouth lightly.
"Void - Fengzhen!"
He quickly formed seals with his hands and pointed to the mysterious formation. In an instant, the entire arena space seemed to turn into a transparent cube, and everything inside stopped running.
The same is true for Gao Ying.
All his illusion bodies were difficult to move in the seal.
No matter how real the illusion body is, a person's overall strength will not change. Gao Ying uses soul techniques to make each illusion body have its own power, but in fact it is still not real. How could he, who dispersed his power, resist the seal?
The clone was difficult to move, so Gao Ying could only pull the clone back into his body.
The illusion body disappeared, leaving only his body.
He ripped open the sealing power.
However, Long Xiaoshan's attack had already arrived.
"Destroy!"
Without wanting to waste time, Long Xiaoshan used a killing shot. Although he did not use the Dragon Gang, with the power of the Golden Gang, this shot was also extremely terrifying, with the aura of destruction.
He instantly stabbed Gao Ying.
Gao Ying's expression changed wildly. This shot made him feel death and his vitality was destroyed. In an instant, he burst out with all his strength.
escape!
Gao Ying's body was split into pieces in the air.
Turns into vague shadows and scatters.
moment.
The ring was penetrated by golden spear lights, and the terrible spear light stabbed on the light curtain beside the battle table, unable to vent it. The fine spear lights rushed to all directions, instantly piercing the entire ring with holes.
More than a dozen breaths have passed.
The impact gradually subsided.
Everyone looked at the ring and took a breath of air conditioning.
The extremely hard ring was covered with gun marks. You should know that ordinary golden elixir attacks in this ring can be unscathed. However, Long Xiaoshan just shot and seemed to plow the ring, which shows how strong his attack power is.
And at this moment.
Only Long Xiaoshan was left on the ring.
Gao Ying stood under the ring.
His face was blue and white, there were many cracked marks on his clothes, and there were a few obvious blood marks on his face, which looked extremely embarrassed.
He had just tried his best to avoid Long Xiaoshan's gun.
However, Long Xiaoshan's shot was too powerful, and the broken guns were shot indiscriminately, posing a great threat to him. In the end, he could only escape from the ring to avoid serious injuries.
According to the rules of fighting
Being forced out of the ring.
There is no doubt that he lost.
Moreover, even if he did not lose, Gao Ying was shocked by Long Xiaoshan's shot at this time.
Even if he went on the ring again, he would not have any confidence in taking the second shot.
"Long Xiaoshan!"
"Long Xiaoshan!"
At this time, most of the audience stood up and roared at Long Xiaoshan.
Ten consecutive victories.
Another ten consecutive victories.
Moreover, this was the premise of facing the organized wheel battle of the Daluo Soul Sect, Long Xiaoshan defeated them in a dignified manner.
His performance completely conquered the audience.
Although the Daluo Soul Sect has absolute prestige in the West, Long Xiaoshan challenged authority, which is still a bright bright color for the fighting monks in the West.
What's more, the Daluo Soul Sect itself also advocates this kind of competition.
Otherwise, how could they create a Douluo Arena and let their disciples continue to fight and practice.
Disciple of Daluo Soul Sect.
Everyone's face was ashen. They had no hatred for Long Xiaoshan, but they were more of a kind of shame and anger that was inferior to others.
High above the edge of the stands.
Two young men in black and silver robes stood there with their hands behind their backs.
A young man with fair skin and purple hair curled his lips and smiled: "This guy is a bit interesting. If you didn't have your whim and pulled me over, I didn't know that there would be such fun in Douzong District."
"I just heard a junior brother talk about it by chance, and then I thought about seeing it. I didn't expect Gao Yang and others to lose." The bald young man next to me spoke.
"This group of waste." The young man with purple hair sneered: "The ten people lost the battle in the round, and they lost all the faces of the Daluo Soul Sect."
"Although Gao Yang and others are not strong enough, don't underestimate the young man. His last shot is very powerful, enough to pose a threat to the mid-stage Jindan."
"So what? When he meets me, he has no chance to shoot." The young man with purple hair sneered.
The bald young man smiled faintly and said, "Are you interested in taking action? At present, it seems that Gao Yang and the others will not be able to end his winning streak, even if they fight the sect area tomorrow."
The purple-haired young man's eyes fell on Long Xiaoshan, licked his lips, revealing a hint of playfulness: "Okay, I will meet him tomorrow."