Chapter 44 Seven Killing Sword VS Soul-Breaking Gun (Part 1)
"What do you mean by Qibao Glazed Sect? Are you trying to get us to join?"
Yang Wudi held a big flower in his hand and thought to himself that joining the Qibao Glazed Sect seemed to be a good choice.
However, Yang Wudi, who had always been proud and arrogant, felt a little uncomfortable when he thought about having to rely on someone else after all.
Chenfeng shook his head and said: "No, Senior Yang, I told you that this visit has no such meaning. This is just a private conversation between me and you. The Po Clan's attack power attribute is very strong. Even my grandfather always praises us very much, so I don’t want to see the Po clan being liquidated by Wuhun Palace.”
Chenfeng had a habit of trying to attract Sword Douluo. Whether it was the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect or Sword Douluo, they both had a certain amount of authority and were more likely to be persuaded.
After all, Chen Feng is still just a little-known soul master.
Yang Wudi said puzzledly: "The Qibao Glazed Sect has no intention of inviting our Po clan to join, and they don't want us to be liquidated by the Wuhun Palace, so what are their plans?"
Chenfeng said: "Senior Yang, we can form an alliance."
"Form an alliance?" Yang Wudi's eyes lit up, this was a good idea.
You don’t have to rely on anyone else, and you also have a certain amount of help, so why not do it?
Chenfeng nodded and said: "To be honest, facing the Wuhun Palace, the Qibao Glazed Sect is also under strong pressure. In this case, why don't we form an alliance and move together to support each other if anything goes wrong. ”
Yang Wudi immediately raised his hand and said: "Boy, I agree with your opinion!"
Chen Feng smiled. In fact, he had already had this idea in mind to win over the Po Clan to join them. Not only could it strengthen the defensive power of the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, but it could also weaken Tang San's power later on. It could be said to kill two birds with one stone.
As for Ning Fengzhi's opinion, Chenfeng was confident that it would be beneficial to both parties, and Ning Fengzhi had no reason to refuse.
Yang Wudi said: "Boy, don't you have a second purpose? Tell me, now we are all allies, you can make whatever conditions you have."
Chenfeng stood up and said: "Senior Yang, the second purpose of this junior is to come to the Po Clan to find a teammate."
"Teammate?"
"Yes, has Senior Yang ever heard of the Continental Youth Elite Soul Master Competition?"
Yang Wudi nodded and said, "I know that. Do you want to form such a team?"
Chenfeng nodded and said: "Exactly!"
Yang Wudi said: "This is easy to handle. There are still several young talents in our Po clan who are similar to your age. However, whether you can convince them depends on your own strength."
"This is natural!" Chenfeng understood that this was also a test of his strength. It's not that you want someone to be your teammate, they will definitely be willing. You still need to prove whether you have the qualifications.
How to prove it?
Of course there was a battle!
Yang Wudi waved his hand and said: "Let's go! Go to the martial arts training ground!"
With a whoop, a large crowd followed.
In addition, there were many busy members of the Pozhi clan who heard that there was going to be a fight, and they all rushed over.
The Broken Clan has two major hobbies, one is making medicine, and the other is fighting. This can be easily seen from their Soul-Breaking Gun with a pure attack power attribute.
Not long after, Chen Feng followed Yang Wudi to the martial arts training ground.
On the way, Yu Tianlong asked with concern: "Can you still hold on?"
Chen Feng successively killed two soul king-level purple-clothed bishops in Wuhun Palace. His own soul power was severely depleted. In addition, he was hit by a soul king's fourth soul skill, which caused serious internal injuries to his organs.
If this were any Soul Sect, they would probably be seriously injured even if they were not dead, but Chen Feng still seemed to be fine, which made Yu Tianlong worried. He knew that Chen Feng was just enduring the pain.
"If it doesn't work, just let me go." Yu Tianlong said. Chenfeng shook his head and said: "Tianlong, don't worry, I'm fine. I've killed both soul kings. A mere sparring battle is not a big deal. Besides, you are also injured."< br>
Yu Tianlong's eyes were filled with sadness. Yes, he was running around continuously and had no time to calm down and treat his injuries. How could he be better?
Chenfeng patted his shoulder and said: "Tianlong, don't worry. After you finish your work and go back, I will treat your injuries first. Your combat power will definitely improve by leaps and bounds."
Yu Tianlong nodded.
Chenfeng took a deep breath, nodded to Yang Wudi, then directly activated his martial spirit and walked into the arena with the Seven Kills Sword.
At this time, nearly a hundred people from the Po Zhi clan had gathered, and Chen Feng entered the arena while activating his martial spirit.
Brilliant soul rings kept spiraling up from below.
Yellow, purple, violet, black.
Four soul rings rose, and Chen Feng happened to walk to the center of the martial arts training ground.
The soul ring configuration that exceeded the limit instantly silenced the noisy crowd.
Yang Wudi's eyes widened even more. This was the first time he saw such a soul ring configuration. What's even more amazing is, how old is that kid to be a soul sect?
Originally, I wanted to arrange for a few more tribesmen to test the water, but now it seems that I can only let the trump card go.
"Yang Dingfeng, come on!" Yang Wudi ordered loudly.
A well-proportioned young man immediately stood out from the crowd, cupped his fists and said, "Yes, Grandpa!"
Yang Dingfeng looks much older than Chen Feng and Yu Tianlong.
But correspondingly, his soul power became stronger.
The martial spirit is activated.
Dark light flickered.
The soul-breaking gun appears!
Yellow yellow purple purple.
The best-equipped soul ring hovered on the soul-breaking gun, and it turned out to be the soul sect level.
Yang Wudi said proudly: "Chen Feng, this is my grandson Yang Dingfeng. Although he is a few years older than you, he is the most outstanding young disciple of our Po clan. I also have high hopes for him. Can you let me For him to be your teammate depends on your strength.”
Chenfeng smiled slightly and pointed the Seven Kills Sword diagonally at the ground in his hand. A sharp murderous aura suddenly burst out. With him as the center, the sword aura set off a storm, causing everyone who was watching the battle to retreat.
"Forty-sixth level of the strong attack type War Soul Sect, Wuhun: Seven Killing Sword, please give me some advice."
"Forty-level attack-type fighting soul sect, martial soul: soul-breaking gun, please give me some advice."
Yang Wudi's long black hair was tied up, and he pointed a big black gun in his hand, like a young general, with a calm aura.
However, it was this calm aura that gave Chenfeng a feeling of being on the tip of a needle.
"On one side is the soul-breaking gun with pure attack power, and on the other side is the Seven Killing Sword, which is known as the world's most powerful attack power. Which one of the two is weaker?"
Yang Wudi put his hands behind his back and his eyes were solemn.
The two young geniuses were his and Sword Douluo's grandsons respectively. Could this be considered a different kind of battle between him and Sword Douluo?
(End of chapter)