Douluo's monastic career

Chapter 101 Breakthrough
"Boom!"

The first was another backhand punch, Tang Lianshan retreated again and again, his hands could no longer hold the Clear Sky Hammer.

"boom!"

The Haotian Hammer that was knocked into the air swirled in mid-air, and smashed down on the edge of the fighting spirit platform, crushing a corner of the fighting spirit platform.

The first did not continue to attack Tang Lianshan, who had no ability to resist, and floated back by the counterforce.

"Boom~"

The first pair of eyes closed tightly, and he punched the void in front of him. The fierce force circulated in his muscles and bones, and his right arm made a soft sound.

Just when everyone thought they would stop for the first time to accept the cheers, they found that he used his right shoulder as a fulcrum again, his body shook slightly, from his feet to his waist, integrated his strength through the spine, and punched the void again.

"Boom~"

"Boom~"

"This is~" Tang Ke left the rostrum, stared at the first move, and walked step by step to the front of the fighting spirit stage, followed by Yu Yuanzhen, Ning Fengzhi and Chen Xin.

Chrysanthemum Douluo and Ghost Douluo had already stood still in the audience, watching Tang Ke and others warily.

The first person who was in a special state began to add his own understanding to the Chaos Cloak Fist.

The two strengths of virtuality, rigidity and softness also merged into it, using the void as the opponent, and continued to attack the chaotic cloak repeatedly.

Apparently, Tang Lianshan's understanding of the Luancloi Feng hammering method was higher than Tang Lianshan's. At least Tang Lianshan could not hammer the void and accumulate strength.

Tang Ke stood under the fighting spirit stage, ignoring the two Douluo, Chrysanthemum Ghost, in front of him, looking at the first, his eyes flickering.

"Boom~"

No.60 punched out five punches, and the first one could feel a numb feeling in his muscles and bones, and his soul power flowed around with the swing of the fist, constantly washing away every trace of flesh and blood in his body.

No.60 six punches, No.60 seven punches...

The arena was silent, watching the young man boxing on the soul fighting stage, the muffled sound in the void spread throughout the arena through the soul guide.

Let the audience who can't read can understand how hard the first fist is.

No.70 three punches, No.70 four punches, No.70 five punches...

The further you go to the back, the more difficult it is to first integrate the strength accumulated in the front area. When you swing your fist, the blood in your whole body is surging, and you can feel invisible power beating every muscle and bone in your body.

Afterwards, the small formless zhenqi seemed to moisten the beaten body like rain and dew, and the strength of No. [-] gradually increased further, and the strength of the body continued to rise.

"Boom~ bang~ crackling~"

As No.80 punched out, No. [-]'s body kept making light noises.

The soul power fluctuated violently, the skin exposed outside the clothes was flushed, there was a thin layer of sweat on the forehead, and traces of white mist emitted from the pores.

First's tightly closed eyes opened suddenly, and a flash of light flashed, twisting the soul power, strength, and blood in the body into a rope, and swung the strongest punch so far.

With a soft drink: "Break!"

"boom!"

There was a loud noise, and a tangible wave of air was generated from the first fist, causing a gust of wind to be born out of thin air on the fighting spirit stage.

A sense of emptiness struck, Dantian quickly swallowed the soul power in his body.

The first one hurriedly sat down in the lotus position, the speed of the small non-phase kung fu increased, and the natural force between heaven and earth slowly poured into the first body through the acupuncture points all over his body.

As the dantian's demand for true energy increased, the speed at which the force of nature poured into the first body also began to accelerate, and then a whirlwind was slowly formed centered on the first.

The audience stared at this scene dumbfounded. Even Ju Douluo, who guarded No. [-] on the edge of the ring, could only perceive that No. [-]'s soul power was increasing at an extremely fast speed, and everything else was unknown.

"Huh~huh~"

The wind was getting louder and louder, and the people in front of the fighting spirit stage slowly backed away, and slowly a strange small typhoon with a diameter of three to four meters and a height of tens of meters formed, and the first one was right in the eye of the typhoon.

It's weird, not only because of the suddenness of the wind, but also because the typhoon didn't damage other things.

Even Ju Douluo and the others not far away couldn't understand it, they just felt the breeze blowing against their faces, without the slightest rage of an ordinary typhoon.

This is also the reason why many spectators can still sit in the auditorium and watch without evacuating.

Chrysanthemum Ghost and the two Douluo stared at the few people in front of them warily. Although they didn't understand what was going on with the first one, the rising aura of the first one showed that it was a good thing.

The typhoon revolved around the first quarter for a quarter of an hour before slowly dissipating. Tens of thousands of spectators, including several Title Douluo, stared and waited for the first quarter of an hour.

The wind comes and goes strangely.

First let out a breath slowly, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and finish his work.

In just one meal, No. 53 soul power has risen from the peak of level 54 to the peak of level 55, and will reach level [-] in less than two months.

Glancing at his companions at the corner of the arena, he nodded slightly, and realized that Tang Lianshan had already left the fighting spirit arena.

Then he walked towards Ju Douluo and the others, clasped his fists together: "Thank you two elders, senior protectors!"

Seeing that No. [-] was fine, Ju Douluo walked quickly to No. [-]'s body, and patted the first body with his hands.

"Good! Good! Good!"

His face became more and more happy, and he said hello straight out of his mouth.

Then he first looked at the referee not far away: "Senior, this match should be won by our Spirit Hall team!"

Before the referee could speak, Tang Ke took a step forward, and his voice spread throughout the arena: "Of course the Wuhundian team won this battle, we can afford to lose!"

Seeing this, the referee quickly raised the sound transmission device: "In this final battle, the champion is the Wuhundian team!"

"Wuhundian wins!"

"Wuhundian team wins forever"

"[-] wins!"

Seeing the champion coming out, everyone cheered.

Everyone in the Wuhundian team also ran towards No. [-] with joy on their faces, lifted No. [-], threw it high into the sky, caught it again, and threw it up again...

After a long time, Zhang Ruohan and the others put down the first one with joy on their faces, thinking that they would get three soul bones later, they all looked at Emperor Xue Ye with fiery eyes.

Suddenly, Tang Ke looked at No. [-] and said, "Since you are already champions, let's talk about another thing! How did you steal the cloak-beating technique?"

The sound spread throughout the arena, and the scene was in an uproar!The tens of thousands of spectators who were carnival fell silent again, and then whispered and buzzed.

He didn't even think that things would turn around. He looked at the people on the Soul Fighting Stage and waited for the result.

"Huh! Tang Ke, how did the first chaotic cloak hammering method come about? Everyone sitting here knows it clearly, and it's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks." Ju Douluo took a step forward and faced Tang Ke directly.

Ghost Douluo and Chrysanthemum Douluo stood side by side, protecting the number one behind their backs: "The majestic Haotianzong, don't you want to lose your face! Or do you look down on my Spirit Hall!"

After the two titled Douluo of Chrysanthemum Ghost finished speaking, they immediately released their martial souls, and eighteen soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, and black appeared at their feet, confronting the three sects in front of them.

But in his heart, he was anxiously thinking about how to lead the first one out of the tight encirclement, the big man can bend and stretch, at worst, run away first, go back and lead others to kill the last three cases, and get back the place.

Yu Yuanzhen and Chen Xin also frowned secretly, feeling that the matter was extremely difficult.

In theory, it is natural that Haotianzong is wrong, but the foundation of the sect has been learned by others. If you put it on yourself, I am afraid that it will be more urgent than Tang Ke!

The last three sects have always been in the same spirit when facing the Wuhun Palace. If Haotianzong's unique skills are rumored, I'm afraid...

But if you stand with Haotianzong and place the charge of stealing Haotianzong's soul skills and messing with the cloak on the first head, there will always be people with vicious eyes among the [-] spectators present. Zong's reputation stinks!

Besides, is Wuhundian so easy to bully?
Wuhundian can make a fuss without reason, not to mention that this time the reason comes first. If I and others do that, doesn't it give Wuhundian a reason to attack me and others!

Once this matter is not handled properly, the chaos of war will sweep across the mainland in an instant. The key point is that I and others may not be able to win the Wuhun Temple.

Maybe all the forces in the mainland will reshuffle the cards. The two were caught off guard by Tang Ke, and they were very aggrieved for a while.

It's tricky, it's extremely tricky, even Ning Fengzhi has seven openings in his heart, and he can't think of a good way for a while.

The first looked at the two Douluo standing in front of him, feeling a little hot inside.

The first came forward, whispered a few words, and stood at the forefront.

Looking at Tang Ke with a gloomy face with a smile on his face, without saying a word, he took out a token from the storage necklace, which was used for the first bodyguard before Qianjun, and said that it represented the hall of worship outside.

First took out the token, took out a piece of silk and wiped it lightly.

"What? Does Sect Master Tang want to start a war between our Spirit Hall and the Haotian School?"

Without waiting for Tang Ke to speak, he first added: "I am ordered by the Pope to lead the Wuhundian team to participate in the Soul Fighting Competition. Every move I do is to carry out the will of the Angel God and represent the face of Wuhundian!"

"According to the regulations of Wuhundian, incidents involving some serious disputes shall be handled by the Temple of Worship,

For example: kill the younger generation of Wuhundian, wantonly plant and frame the seedlings of Wuhundian, and want to prevent the angel god from spreading the glory by attacking the next generation of Wuhundian.

No matter how you look at it, Sect Master Tang's behavior is quite consistent! "

The first pinched the token in his hand, secretly channeled his soul power, and threw it at Tang Ke suddenly:

"Sovereign Tang, let's have a good talk with the high priest! I'm a small and humble person, but I can't afford to wear the big hat thrown by Sect Master Tang."

Tang Ke kept bowing his head, frowning tightly, listening to the first words in his heart, and was thinking about how to refute the other party, when he suddenly felt something flying towards him.

(End of this chapter)