Chapter 92 Chen Xin: How about I give birth to one too?
“How brave!”
The first, second, third, and sixth soul rings on Meng Shu's body all lit up, and the real form of the dragon-headed crutch came forward to meet the attack.
Flanders and several other teachers picked up the people around him and ran back.
Damn it!
Contra activates the martial soul's true form and also activates four soul skills?
Although Lao Li only has one soul skill, his power is not even half behind.
This is like thunder from the sky and fire from the earth
"Boom!!!!"
The ear-splitting roar was accompanied by a shock wave that cleaned everything within a kilometer radius. All wooden houses, buildings, and toilets were demolished!
Only the three-story villa was protected by a huge rock wall.
It was the first time that Hong saw that the situation was not good, and seven rocky walls rose up one after another.
Only after being defeated in six directions could we be able to defend our home.
——Suffering from the low upper limit of soul power, otherwise he could have summoned more.
Look inside the venue again.
Meng Shu's martial spirit true form is still there, but only "most of it" is left.
His body and half of his martial spirit avatar were smashed into the ground.
Li Yusong also felt uncomfortable, with blood flowing from the corners of his golden mouth.
But his eyes are exceptionally bright!
he!
A soul saint!
Using the fifth soul skill, he only suffered a small loss in a head-on confrontation with a level 89 Contra who had activated his martial soul avatar!
The double increase of 91,000 years of soul skills and indestructible body is so terrifying!
"Crash-"
Meng Shu rushed out of the pit and brought up a piece of gravel.
Staring at Li Yusong angrily.
What a slap in the face!
"If you don't activate the martial soul's true form, don't blame me for being ruthless later!"
Li Yusong did not rely on others and readily accepted the suggestion.
The seventh soul ring was activated.
The bloody seventh soul ring!
The dragon-patterned stick, which is over 70 meters long, is more than one circle larger than the dragon-headed walking stick.
"Buzz buzz!!!"
Among the seven soul rings, black, black, black, red, and red, the golden Li Yusong's shadow leaned out, holding the real body of the dragon pattern stick, looking down at Meng Shu in front of him.
Just like an adult and a boy, the contrast is sharp.
Meng Shu looked up at Li Yusong, his expression extremely ugly.
Is this the true form of the 100,000-year-old martial spirit?
Exaggeration!
What an exaggeration!
Especially the shadow of this thing is still golden, which is most likely the amplification of the indestructible body of the Vajra. You can tell at a glance that it is extremely powerful.
This.
Meng Shu gritted his teeth!
I am a Contra, how can I lose?
“Let’s fight!”
All seven soul rings lit up, and the real body of the dragon-headed crutch waved vigorously.
"Come and fight!"
Only Li Yusong's first soul ring lit up, and the dragon-patterned stick's true form fell with the stick. Was he evenly matched with Meng Shu who was attacking with all his strength?
This made Meng Shu look even worse.
scolded——
"You haven't used all your strength yet?"
What responded to him was a cudgel that had accumulated enough power!
Meng Shu took a few steps back, his blood boiling.
"The last move determines the outcome!"
"The sixth soul skill: Clone Technique!"
The real body of the dragon-patterned stick transformed into seven phantoms, and the phantoms of the real dragon-patterned stick showed "Li Yusong" one by one.
Meng Shu was surrounded.
Soul rings shine one after another.
Either a chopping stick, a standing stick, a poking stick, or a body-holding technique!
Swarmed up.
Meng Shu was too tired to defend and had no time to fight back. After a long defense, something went wrong after all, and the shadow of Wuhun's true body was poked in the waist with a stick.
Gone!
The real body of the dragon head crutch then lost control.
Li Yusong smashed his stick down, and the battle was about to end.
"Delusional!!!"
"The eighth soul skill: Eighteen Dragon-Subduing Staffs!"
The real body of the dragon-head crutch instantly transformed into eighteen illusory figures, and used eighteen moves to attack Li Yusong's clone. In a short period of time, they were evenly matched.
But Meng Shu was horrified! Damn even!
He is going to use this eighth soul skill to make the final decision!
Seeing the huge consumption of soul power, Meng Shu knew that he could not delay.
Grit your teeth!
Eighteen phantoms gathered together and condensed into a huge dragon-shaped staff shadow, which swept out with an invincible attitude and scattered the clones one by one.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Clang!"
But it was Li Yusong's true form holding the dragon pattern stick, which blocked this sweep.
After a short persistence.
Meng Shu's soul power was exhausted, and he watched helplessly as the martial soul's true form dissipated, and the power of his eighth soul skill was lost.
I thought I was going to lose like this.
Li Yusong also staggered back a few steps, his spirit body was broken and his aura was weak, looking like he couldn't get up again.
But Meng Shu knew that Li Yusong still had the strength to fight.
Don’t say anything else.
The indestructible Vajra body alone can blast oneself at close range.
But.
The two of them are not fighting to the death, so there is no need to be so ruthless in doing things.
The hatred that Meng Shu had just interfered with had been released in the violent beating.
Just keep a line in your life.
Meng Shu had complicated eyes and nodded towards Li Yusong.
It was a thank you to him for saving some face for himself.
Then he greeted Shang Chao Tianxiang and Meng Yiran, turned around and left without looking back.
It's a bit embarrassing and avoids the limelight.
"Fuck!" Zhao Wuji cursed: "Old Li, now even I am no match for you, you are so perverted!"
"Two 100,000-year-old soul rings!" Flanders said sourly: "First, when I advance to Contra, can you give me one too?"
Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up and he looked at the first hero expectantly.
First Hong chuckled.
The God-given Soul Ring has 5,000 live broadcast points, you guys.
[The user "Nine Color Goddess" gave a gift: "God-given Soul Ring" × 10]
["Nine-Colored Goddess": Don't refuse, anchor, I'll cover all the soul rings for teachers to advance! 】
Yo!
There is someone who has been taken advantage of, ah, it’s the sponsor who funded it.
First Hong is also willing to be the good guy.
"It's just a 100,000-year soul ring. As long as you perform well, it's no big deal."
A pun.
You need to be physically able to keep up and perform well.
You must also be a person who is on the road and perform well.
They are all elderly, who can't understand this hint?
Zao Wuji was the first to pat his chest.
"First of all, if you need anything in the future, feel free to ask!"
"That's right, you can tell me if you have anything to do." Flanders grinned from ear to ear.
"Jangdou is in charge, and your hands won't shake when serving food in the cafeteria!" Shao Xin said cheerfully.
"Well, I have a jar of old wine there, are you interested?" Soul Emperor's Lu Qibin also asked enthusiastically.
Don't blame them for not being reserved.
A 100,000-year-old soul ring!
Ranked first on the soul master’s dream list!
The existence that transcends the external soul bone!
Which soul master can withstand the temptation?
Even Ma Hongjun and others on the side were scratching their heads and ears with envy.
I secretly regret that I was born too late and my level is too low to catch up with this benefit!
aside.
Chen Xin doesn’t know when he will leave and come back again, his eyes are complicated.
"What a terrifying transformation!"
He had read Shrek's information.
Previously, Li Yusong was just an ordinary six-ring soul emperor, and even his first soul ring was white.
Whether you can break through the Seven Rings of Soul Saint in this life is a difficult challenge.
Unexpectedly, I just got "right" once.
Not only did he break through to the Seventh Ring Soul Saint in one fell swoop, he was also able to challenge Soul Douluo across levels
Chenxin looked at the instigator, the first one, a little ready to make a move.
How about
trying to have a life?
Although the process was a bit unpleasant, it was just a matter of closing your eyes and pouting.
It can be overcome.
(End of chapter)