Gourd of Douluo

Chapter 157 Dugu Bo

Colorful light shrouded Ning Rongrong's body. Unfortunately, even with the martial soul to help resist the pressure from the outside world, the oppression of the thirty-level soul power exceeded the limit that she could bear.

"Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda?"

Zhilin looked at the small tower that was more than a foot in size in Ning Rongrong's palm with some surprise. After seeing that she had almost reached the limit, he removed the soul pressure on her.

Ning Rongrong panted heavily and looked helplessly at her friends who were still persisting. Although she also wanted to continue persisting, unfortunately her soul power and physical strength did not allow it.

"It's okay, Rongrong, leave the rest to us." Oscar gave a difficult thumbs up.

"Then, Oscar, you have to cheer for him next." Ning Rongrong showed a smile, saying that she would cheer him on from the sidelines.

"I can't let Rongrong down!"

Oscar, who was encouraged by Ning Rongrong, felt as if he had been given a shot of blood. The soul power in his body began to run wildly, and his waist, which was slightly bent under the pressure, straightened up.

The other two Contras looked at each other and expressed some surprise. Because they did not expect that Ning Rongrong, an auxiliary soul master, could rely on his strong physical fitness to surpass the level and resist the oppression of thirty-one soul power.

You must know that under normal circumstances, a soul master who releases a martial soul can only withstand pressure of the same level as himself.

"How about it? The students I taught didn't disgrace you, right?"

Although the master just glanced at Flanders lightly, how could Flanders not understand what the master meant and could only nod his head to express his praise.

Everyone persisted for a minute under the pressure of the thirty-level soul power. Zhilin saw that they could continue to persist, so he began to continue to improve.

As the soul power fluctuations in the air became increasingly violent, Flanders, Zhao Wuji and others gradually became nervous. They sat upright and stared at the seven people standing in the center, fearing that something might happen.

...Level 33...Level 34.

As soon as he reached level 34, Ma Hongjun was forced out of his martial arts spirit. He glanced at Zhu Zhuqing helplessly and thought to himself: It's over, now he might be laughed at by Oscar.

Zhu Zhuqing struggled for half a minute, but in the end she still couldn't survive level 34. The Nether Civet Spirit automatically attached itself to her body. The next moment, the huge pressure receded like a tide.

"Ugh."

Zhu Zhuqing sighed silently in his heart. He was not strong enough yet, far inferior to that woman. He should go back and double his training volume.

Soul pressure is a very convenient and effective testing method that can detect willpower, physical fitness and soul power. The test results of the three people who were great soul masters greatly surprised Meng Shenji and the others, and they were even more looking forward to the performance of the others.

The test is still going on. The pressure of soul power released by Zhilin has increased from level thirty-four to level thirty-six. When his pressure finally increased to around level thirty-seven, Oscar's face finally revealed There was a hint of pain.

An unpretentious sausage appeared in his right hand, and the pressure on him suddenly dissipated. Oscar opened his dim eyes, a little afraid to sit back next to Ning Rongrong, he was still too weak.

"Oscar, you are so awesome, you have reached level 36."

"Yeah, it's okay." Oscar swept away his depressed expression and took small steps to sit next to Ning Rongrong.

At this time, only Wang Xiaofeng, Tang San and Dai Mubai were left on the field.

At level 41, Tang San was the first to lose his support.

Although with the blessing of the external soul bone, his physical fitness is not much weaker than that of Dai Mubai, the gap in soul power is still too big after all.

Even if a faint white mist appeared due to the crazy operation of Xuantian Technique, Tang San could no longer hold on.

Bluesilver grass quietly bloomed in Tang San's palm, and blue-purple light covered the increasingly tough bluesilver grass, slowly fluttering in the wind with the pressure of Zhilin's soul power.

"Not bad." Zhilin nodded with a smile. Just as he was about to remove the soul pressure, something unexpected happened the next moment. The blue silver grass grew wildly, forming a circular cage that enveloped Tang San's body. There was only a slight gap between each blue silver grass and the next.

"Evenly distributed force, egg shell?"

Wang Xiaofeng squinted at the Bluesilver Grass cage that formed a closed sphere and thought with interest.

It has to be said that Tang San's method gave him another wave of success. Seeing that Tang San did not give up, Zhilin continued to strengthen the soul power oppression.

Until level 45, the egg shell made by Lan Yin Cao no longer worked, and was dented by the soul power.

But Tang San still didn't fall, eight huge blood-colored spider spears rose from behind.

Dai Mubai on the other side couldn't hold on anymore. He let out a tiger roar and the evil-eyed white tiger immediately attached itself to Dai Mubai's body.

"This is a soul bone!" the three Contras said in surprise.

Zhilin also quickly withdrew his soul power oppression, otherwise such a genius would be overwhelmed by soul power.

A thick white mist emerged from Tang San's body, and the eight spider spears moved gently, seemingly under perfect control, and seemed to be longer than before.

Seeing Tang San attracting everyone's attention, Wang Xiaofeng felt a little relieved. He helped Dai Mubai, who was a little exhausted, and joked: "Xiao San is really in the limelight now."

Dai Mubai smiled and said: "Haha, Xiaofeng, you can't be jealous, right?"

"Nonsense, do I look like that kind of person?"

"Isn't it similar?"

“No nesting dolls…”

"Thank you Zhilin Contra for making it possible." The master stood up with a smile and bowed to Zhilin.

Zhilin was confused by the master, but fortunately the master gave an explanation in the next second.

"Tang San, the kid, has been unable to control his heart since he got this externally possessed soul bone. Now, under the pressure of Zhilin Contra, he has finally become one with this externally possessed soul bone."

Tang San's Eight Spider Spear was still in a broken state, but after being stimulated like this, it completely recovered and became even longer.

"What, an external soul bone!"

Hearing this, Zhilin Contra was stunned for a moment, and then he and the other two became shocked one after another.

The second most valuable treasure in the soul master world, it has a soul bone attached to it.

After the three of them were silent for a moment, they looked at the master's eyes with some special meaning and were somewhat impressed.

If you put this kind of trust in them, you may not be able to achieve it. After all, they are soul bones attached to the outside.

Outsiders didn't know that Tang San's physical condition at this time was far better than they imagined.

Because at this moment, Tang San not only repaired the Eight Spider Spears, but also opened up the second meridian, and his level also broke through to level thirty-five.

"It seems that I came at the wrong time." An old man stood at the door at some point, watching with interest as Tang San retracted the Eight Spider Spears.

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(End of this chapter)