Chapter 68 Meng Haoran
As Yang Ping'an and Meng Haoran came on stage, their fighting spirit was on the verge of breaking out.
Meng Haoran is worthy of being a direct descendant of the Meng family. He is very powerful with the dragon-headed crutch. He has basically mastered the essence of the fighting technique. There seems to be infinite power between each strike. This is the function of the dragon-headed crutch. It has the spirit of weaponry. A fierce attack with a powerful boost from the beast spirit.
But Yang Pingan's current strength is completely different, especially after being possessed by the Purple Gold Mastiff. Every blow seems to have some special attribute. Yang Pingan knows better that this is the so-called dragon power, or the best beast. Attributes only possessed by martial spirits.
The Purple Gold Mastiff now has extremely strong metallic and strength attributes, a bit like the thunder attribute of the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus, but more powerful.
In just a few minutes, Yang Pingan and Meng Haoran had fought countless times. Neither side was losing, and their fighting spirit became even higher.
At this moment, Meng Haoran seized the moment when the two of them were fighting and separated, and directly activated the first soul skill of the dragon head crutch: dragon head attack. The dragon head crutch that originally looked like a weapon actually became alive, and the dragon head directly emitted The abnormal roaring sound is like a real dragon coming towards you, with extremely strong attack power.
Facing the dragon head coming towards him, Yang Ping'an made fists with both hands. All his soul power was concentrated on his hands, and he punched the dragon head with all his strength. Everyone was also horrified. They didn't expect that someone would dare to use his body to resist the soul skill.
But unexpectedly, after Yang Ping'an's fists collided with the dragon's head, he was knocked back six or seven meters. There was even a long scratch on the ground, but he was able to carry it on without any damage to his whole body. After using this spiritual summoning skill.
When Meng Haoran saw that the move had no effect, the dragon-headed crutch in his hand turned into a dragon, and the attack became more fierce.
However, Yang Ping'an was not afraid at all. His hands were like dragon claws. After continuously blocking Meng Haoran's attacks, when the two were very close, he directly used the second soul skill: Purple-Gold Light. A purple-gold light suddenly shot from his right hand. He shot upward, and before he could react, he grabbed hold of it with his left hand and directly swung away the dragon-head crutch that Meng Haoran used to resist.
At this moment, purple-gold light passed through Meng Haoran's ears, and even some hair was singed.
Meng Haoran was worthy of being a direct descendant of the Meng family. As the captain, he was relatively upright, but he just sighed and surrendered.
Although the fighting time of this battle was relatively long, the two of them did not exert their full strength, especially since both of them only used one soul skill. Anyway, Yang Pingan won by chance.
The surrounding students were in an uproar when they saw this situation. They didn't expect that the captain who everyone had always admired would lose, and lose so suddenly.
Meng Haoran's face seemed a little unwilling, but he still showed considerable aura: "Junior Yang, your strength is beyond my imagination. I didn't expect that you are only level 35, but you have such a strong fighting power. I will definitely challenge you again next time. , I will definitely sort it out for you when the time comes.”
There was no joy of victory on Yang Ping'an's face: "Thank you, Brother Meng, for showing mercy. You didn't use your full strength in the battle just now. I was lucky enough to win, but it was just a trick."
After both parties saluted each other, they both returned to their original positions and thought about the battle just now.
Meng Haoran's face seemed to be a little unwilling. In the battle just now, he did not show his true strength at all, but he lost so suddenly, especially the way he lost. It seemed that the opponent had completely grasped the shortcomings of his martial spirit. generally.
And Yang Ping'an thought secretly. Although the dragon head crutch is a good martial spirit, it can even be said to be a high-level martial spirit. It is also a very rare martial spirit that has both the attributes of a weapon martial spirit and an animal martial spirit. But obviously, this dragon-head crutch does have its shortcomings, that is, it cannot be possessed by a martial soul like a beast soul. It is more troublesome to switch between the weapon soul and the beast soul, so I caught myself in the process of switching. flaw.
There is a common understanding in the soul master world that the beast soul will be stronger before the soul saint, but the weapon soul will be stronger after the soul saint. Especially during the training process, the early training of the weapon soul will be more difficult.
No matter how talented a weapon soul master is, in the early stage, due to his young age and lack of mastery of martial souls, there will be relatively many flaws in his moves.
This is why in the original Soul Master Competition, in the entire Tiandou region, whether in the preliminaries or the promotion rounds, there are basically no attack-type weapon soul masters (weapons), unless those big families have some inherited secrets. Few can hone their weapons and martial souls.
After the morning training was completed, the team leader Meng Kang directly left Yang Ping'an alone.
Yang Ping'an said a little puzzled: "Teacher Meng, I don't know why you left me alone. It seems that there was no training in the afternoon."
Meng Kang said with some seriousness: "Yang Pingan, you are now a member of our team. As long as you perform well and are strong enough, I can make you a regular member of the team at any time."
Yang Ping'an was just confused when he heard this. Isn't this kind of thing just based on strength? Are there other problems?
Meng Kang struggled for a while before speaking: "Yang Ping'an, I know you have your own training methods, and you are very knowledgeable about cultivation. Can you provide some suggestions for the team members' cultivation? I think everyone seems to be a little stuck now. Among the bottlenecks.”
Yang Pinggang thought carefully for a while before speaking: "Mr. Meng, my own training is quite extreme. I'm afraid it's not suitable for other students. After all, we are just teammates."
Meng Kang was a little relieved, and even couldn't help but smile: "Yang Ping'an, you are a little worried. On the battlefield, your teammates are your biggest support, so you need to trust each other. If you have any suggestions, feel free to mention them. Come out.”
Yang Pingan struggled for a while and finally spoke: "My training method suggestion is very simple, that is, everyone should carry out weight-bearing mountain running, which is also called mountain extreme cross-country."
"What is mountain extreme off-roading?"
"It is to reach everyone's limit, until everyone can no longer run at all."
Meng Kang's mouth twitched when he heard this. A student actually made such a suggestion, which is simply life-threatening. If such training is really necessary, can these pampered second-generation people really endure it? Especially since Meng Yiran is still a girl.
Now Yang Ping'an doesn't pay attention to so much. He has already made the best suggestion. Whether they can implement it or not is their own business. He only needs to continue to implement it according to his own cultivation plan.
Many people ask why you are obsessed with the Soul Master Competition. Have you forgotten the knowledge about the fairy grass? If you don't find a way to attract Ju Douluo's attention unconsciously, a pile of fairy grass is like waste, and you must not plot it, otherwise it will be a title fight. Luo is very troublesome.
(End of chapter)