You brat, even if I can't use my martial spirit, do you think you can beat me?
Xiang Long's eyes widened and he strode towards Xiang Wuqing.
This brat's soul skills are very high-power soul skills that explode instantly. At this time, he has just released such a high-intensity soul skill, and his body will inevitably become sluggish.
With a bang, his fists collided, but this time it was Xiang Wuqing who stepped back.
Xiang Long guessed right, there must be a period of weakness after all the soul skills are released.
What's more, Xiang Long's physical strength is about the same as Xiang Wuqing's. At this time, one side is fine, the other side is temporarily weak, and the decision is made.
"Hmph, what are you so proud of?"
Xiang Qingqing took two steps back and stood firm, holding the ink sword in his left hand. Xiang Wuqing's figure flashed, and the thunder god transformed.
Seeing Xiang Qingqing, who turned into lightning and disappeared again, Xiang Long smiled slightly and repeated his old trick?
"drink!"
With a soft drink, Xiang Long punched towards the right rear.
boom!
Xiang Qingqing, who had just revealed his figure, received this punch firmly.
"cough……"
Xiang Qingqing's horizontal sword somersaulted backwards and landed gently on the soul fighting platform.
But his brows furrowed again. How did he find out where I was?
Xiang Long seemed to see Xiang Qingqing's shock and confusion, so he put his hands behind his back and smiled,
"My martial spirit is the Jade Dragon of Time and Space. Although my martial spirit cannot be used now for some reason, my body's perception of space is still there. When you use that soul skill that turns into thunder and lightning, the fluctuations in space are too obvious."
Xiang Qingqing suddenly laughed and said, "It's really difficult to do. It's so difficult to do that it's exciting."
With a wave of Mo Se, he rushed towards Xiang Long like a stream of light. Such a powerful opponent would only make him more excited.
Xiang Long was not afraid at all. He looked at the oncoming Xiang Wuqing and said, "Come on."
At this time, in an office on the innermost floor of the Longwu Fighting Spirit Arena.
"call……"
A burst of light fragrance of mint gradually spreads in the air along with the smoke. A pair of smooth and slender legs slowly stretched out from the smoke, overlapping casually and elegantly, and finally resting on top of it without any image.
Standing on the edge of the solid wood desk, the plump and attractive curves slowly appeared as the smoke dissipated.
Boom, boom, boom, three very untimely knocks on the door suddenly appeared.
A lazy yet charming voice said, "Come in..."
Wearing a long white dress, Fan Ya pushed open the door and stood quietly next to the desk. "Huh..." Qi Yun exhaled, dusted off the cigarette ashes, held her hands in front of her proud breasts, and slowly
He said, "What's the matter?"
Fan Ya, who was standing aside, said, "The high-quality menthol tobacco purchased from the Douling Empire has been shipped, but it will take a few days to make the finished product."
"Hmm..." With a soft nasal voice, Qi Yun glanced at Fan Ya and said, "What did Xiaolong do? Usually he should be the one to report this."
Fan Ya just came back from the main spirit fighting arena and didn't know much about the situation on the field, so she said,
"Sister Yun, Master Long just suddenly wanted to go to the spirit fighting arena to compete with the previous one, so he ordered his subordinates to come down and do the reporting work."
"oh?"
There was obvious confusion in Qi Yun's eyes. You must know that if the opponent was an ordinary person, Xiaolong would not bother to take action.
Qi Yun's fingers on her right hand began to tap on the table subconsciously. After a while, she suddenly stood up and said with a smile,
"Let's go and have a look."
So beautiful, Fan Ya couldn't help but sigh in her heart, Sister Yun's smile really deserves the word "beautiful in the world".
"Yes, Sister Yun."
Fanya opened the door respectfully and stood aside.
When Qi Yun and Fan Ya arrived at the spirit fighting arena, Xiang Wuqing and Xiang Long were still fighting.
Qi Yun looked at Xiang Qingqing on the field and couldn't help but frown and said, "What is the origin of this kid? A three-ring soul master actually fought back and forth with Xiaolong."
Fan Ya on the side immediately replied, "Sister Yun, this kid is very extraordinary. He has won nine games in a row. Even the Fourth Ring Soul Sect is no match for him in his hands. Only Master Long can compete with him."
It’s a battle.”
Qi Yun didn't speak, just looked at the two people in the field quietly.
Soul fighting field.
With a bang, the two people on the field separated again.
"call……"
There was sweat on Xiang Qingqing's forehead. This guy was too strong. He could fight like this without the blessing of his martial soul.
Sure enough, if you don't have the ability to beat the pack, the gap between you and the Five Ring Soul King is still huge.
The Wrath of Thunder God!
The God of Thunder!
There isn't much soul power left, so give it a try.
Click...
Xiang Wuqing turned into endless blue-purple thunder and lightning and rushed towards Xiang Long. Since the Thunder God Wanhua cannot attack sneakily, let's just face it!
"Huh, brat, come on!"
Xiang Long stepped out with his left foot and then slammed his right foot onto the ground. With a bang, the rock under his feet cracked inch by inch.
Facing Xiang Wuqing who turned into thunder and lightning, Xiang Long punched out with his right fist...
With a bang, the two fists collided, and a huge shock wave spread in all directions, causing the clothes of the two people to rustle. At this time, Xiang Wuqing had already manifested his body shape.
At this moment, Xiang Long suddenly smiled and said, "Are you exhausted?"
"What?"
Xiang Wuqing was shocked, "You still have some strength left?"
"Haha, do you think the years of food you have eaten more than you have been in vain?"
Before he finished speaking, Xiang Long, who had no leverage, actually somersaulted in the air with just the strength of his waist and abdomen, and kicked Xiang Qingqing's back. With a bang, the Soul Fighting Platform was smashed into clouds of dust.
.
"Boy, please call me brother!"
Suddenly, the smile at the corner of Xiang Long's mouth disappeared, and before he hit the ground, he looked at the dust below in surprise.
"Seven Stars Breaking the Army!"
Xiang Wuqing has more than just soul power!
The power of heaven and earth, the gathering of seven stars.
Only seven figures flashed past, and Xiang Long, who had not yet reacted, saw a broken ink sword gently placed on his neck.
Xiang Long suddenly smiled and said,
"Hey, that's pretty good, kid."
Xiang Wuqing responded with a smile, "You're not bad either."
…
After Xiang Wuqing left just now, Xiang Long looked at the room he was looking at and sighed softly. This place held too many of his memories.
"What? Want to leave?"
A beautiful figure appeared at the door of his room.
Xiang Long looked back at Qi Yun, his eyes filled with helplessness.
"Sister Yun, I..."
"do not talk!"
Qi Yun turned around and left, and her cold voice reached Xiang Long's ears, "We have already agreed, if you want to leave, I will never stop you!"
…
Boom!
The office door was slammed hard, Qi Yun walked to the window sill and looked at the scenery outside the window, her expression suddenly became lonely.
Lighting a cigarette, Qi Yun's eyes became more blurred...
Within a few minutes, Qi Yun's room was filled with smoke. "Ahem..." This was the first time in so many years that Qi Yun choked on a cigarette. A faint voice whispered in the room, "You're leaving.