Douluo Auto Chess: Starting from Samsung Blue Silver Grass

Chapter 32: Beat the little ones, come old (please read it!)

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that I don't have enough fighting experience. I need to go to the spirit fighting field to hone myself. Like Dean Flanders said, it can also improve my spirit power."

Zhou Bo was more than modest. After all, his goal of chasing him had always been Tang San. In comparison, his combat experience was indeed a bit lacking.

When Dai Mubai saw Zhou Bo being so humble, Zhu Zhuqing glanced at him again and felt a sense of urgency in his heart. He changed the subject and said, "I saw you didn't summon the soul beast just now, but why didn't you look slow? For a moment I thought it was Zhuqing who took action."

Zhu Zhuqing ignored Dai Mubai and glanced at Zhou Bo. Zhou Bo's explosive speed just now surprised her.

After all, Zhou Bo has always given people the impression that he fights with the help of soul beasts and rarely does it himself.

There was nothing to hide, Zhou Bo even wished he could tell all his thoughts, if only he could move Tang San to contribute the Tang Sect's secret knowledge.

But thinking with my hair, I know this is a luxury.

"It's not a big deal. My first and second soul skills are quite large and small. If you reverse the order, you can first accumulate power and then explode. In fact, it uses the elasticity of the body. Just like when we attack normally, if there is someone The process of accumulating power makes the attack more powerful.”

"This is inspired by Xiao Wu's waist bow soul skill. It is equivalent to the waist bow soul skill of a trumpet, but it is actually just an explosive skill. It also requires the linkage of two soul skills. It can only be used very rarely."

Tang San nodded. Zhou Bo was right. He had the Tang Sect's martial arts knowledge and was too lazy to think about such small tricks. Xuantian Baolu was all-encompassing and was enough for him to study for a lifetime.

Dai Mubai didn't think so, "That's not bad. The accumulation of these small skills is the foundation that big families rely on to become famous. For example, my White Tiger Spirit, the spirit beasts selected for the first few spirit rings are all It’s fixed, just to obtain these fixed soul skills.”

"It often takes a family to try continuously for thousands of years before they can summarize the soul skills that are most suitable for inheriting the martial arts. Zhou Bo, you are lucky. At least you can escape with explosive speed when encountering danger."

Everyone was thoughtful, Zhou Bo touched his chin, he could switch soul rings, could he keep trying to get soul rings with more linkages?

Tang San also thought of this, looked at Zhou Bo and nodded.

But then Zhou Bo thought that he could form a bond. The effect of the bond was several times stronger than the effect of soul skill linkage. He didn't have to worry about matching soul rings, so it was a better choice for him.

However, in the future, you can pay attention to whether soul skills can be linked, and you can refer to them in the same situation.

The food was served quickly, and everyone was chatting, eating and drinking, which was very pleasant.

"Which student who injured me should stand up for himself!"

An angry shout came from the door, and the Canghui students left and returned. In front of them, a serious-faced middle-aged man with an extraordinary imposing manner was the one who was shouting just now.

Ye Zhiqiu, Wuhun Xuangui, level 53 soul king, is the teaching director of Canghui College.

When he heard that a student was being bullied, his leader wanted to take revenge and come back.

Everyone in Shrek looked at each other, and the opponent's soul power fluctuations were clearly revealed. He was a five-ring soul king, and the one with the highest cultivation level was Dai Mubai, a level 37 soul king, who was no match at all.

"This is the trouble caused by Xiao Wu and I, let me solve it."

Tang San stood up, facing the Soul King he still would not flinch.

Dai Mubai shook his head, "We are all classmates. There is no reason for you to face the Soul King alone. I am here to help you."

"Yes, let's go together." Ma Hongjun agreed.

"Including me, I don't know what it would be like to be beaten by the Soul King."

Zhou Bo smashed a dragon egg in advance, just in time to try out what good things he could drop by defeating the Soul King.

The others nodded and stood up to support Tang San Xiaowu.

The eight people stood up, and Ye Zhiqiu naturally noticed them, "Are you the ones who injured my students? Okay, today I will educate you for your teacher." He walked out of the restaurant and waited in front of the restaurant.

Shrek and the others walked out of the restaurant and stood ready, with the attack department at the front, the auxiliary department at the back, and the control department standing in the center.

Zhou Bo leaned next to Tang San and said softly: "Create opportunities for me, and I'll let the Blood-Winged Dragon Mosquito find an opportunity to launch a sneak attack."

Tang San nodded, not feeling that a sneak attack was bad at all. This was the purpose of the Tang Sect's hidden weapons.

"The Black Turtle is possessed by the martial spirit!"

Ye Zhiqiu was keenly aware that the eight people in front of him were a little extraordinary, so he was not polite and summoned the black turtle spirit to possess him. He had a smooth turtle shell on his back and looked very safe.

"Pfft, what kind of black turtle? Isn't this just an old turtle?"

Ma Hongjun burst out laughing, and the loud sound spread throughout half the street.

Ye Zhiqiu's anger surged. He hated it most when someone said the word "turtle" in front of him.

"Junior, you have to pay for talking nonsense."

The yellow soul ring lit up, and the cold air surged, constantly radiating from the turtle shell, forming a layer of ice defense, and blue light circulated.

Xuanshui is frozen!

"Keep your distance and don't get close."

Tang San reminded loudly, using blue and silver entanglement.

The Bluesilver Grass vines spread like a wild python, forming a Bluesilver Grass forest, tightly entwining Ye Zhiqiu, and the smooth turtle shell slipped among the countless Bluesilver Grass vines.

Ye Zhiqiu snorted coldly, the surrounding temperature continued to drop, and the surface of the Bluesilver Grass vines was covered with frost. He exerted slight force, and the Bluesilver Grass vines broke into pieces like broken ice sculptures.

"Master, let me warm you up!"

Ma Hongjun took a deep breath and sprayed out slender phoenix flames.

Once his Phoenix Evil Fire is contaminated, it will not be extinguished easily, not to mention that there are blue silver grass vines to help it burn.

Ye Zhiqiu did not dodge or evade. His Black Turtle Martial Soul had water and ice attributes, so he did not think that the fire soul skill would hurt him.

The phoenix fire line fell on Ye Zhiqiu's chest, and the blue ice melted quickly, and then solidified again with the support of soul power. The purple flame had tenacious vitality, and was covered and obliterated by Ye Zhiqiu's soul power after a few seconds.

His heart trembled, and he put away his original contempt. Soul power above 20 levels would be extinguished in a few seconds. If the two soul powers were equal, he might even be burned from beginning to end.

Dai Mubai rushed out from behind and had already used the White Tiger Diamond Transformation, which increased all attributes for half an hour and enhanced resistance to abnormal conditions.

The slowing effect of Xuan Bing on the soul master was minimized on Dai Mubai. He made claw-like hands with his hands, and his tiger palms landed on Ye Zhiqiu's chest one after another, making a dull sound of bang bang.

The ice cracked, but Ye Zhiqiu sneered. Even his century-old soul skills could block the attack. However, with a thought, the ice recovered and spread towards Dai Mubai's palm.

Dai Mubai's palms felt cold, and when he quickly retracted them, they were already covered with a layer of ice. He clenched his fists and crushed the ice, then opened his mouth and sprayed out white-gold light waves.

White Tiger Lie Wave!
He was still aiming at Ye Zhiqiu's chest, but Ye Zhiqiu was not the target. He twisted his body to resist the attack with his back, then turned his head and stared at the few people coldly.

(End of this chapter)