Chapter 48: Breaking the strength of the clan, the promise of three moves!
(About Yang Wudi and the Po Clan, using comic settings)
The Po Clan’s residence.
Yang Wudi looked solemn, his eyes fixed on Ling Kuang in front of him, a spear intent shot up into the sky, the martial soul 'Soul-Breaking Spear' had been released, and the momentum was extremely fierce.
Yellow yellow purple purple black black black black.
Eight optimally configured soul rings were beating around Yang Wudi's body.
This is not over yet.
Yang Wudi showed the aura of Contra, but a black soul ring emerged. This is the uniqueness of the soul of the 'Soul Breaking Gun', which comes with a ten thousand year soul ring!
As a Contra, he has the soul ring configuration of a titled Douluo.
Boom!
Yang Wudi held a black soul-breaking gun, his whole body was covered in dazzling blood, and the gun's intent was shocking, as if it was about to condense into substance.
This extremely fierce aura does not look like Contra at all!
“Hahaha!”
Ling Kuang felt Yang Wudi’s momentum and burst out laughing.
"Yang Wudi, the Soul-Breaking Spear of your clan is indeed powerful. In terms of attack power alone, you have definitely reached the level of a Titled Douluo! Not bad, not bad!"
" "Thank you."
Yang Wudi responded with a neither humble nor arrogant tone, then looked at Yang Tianming and others coldly, and shouted: "Don't come here yet!"
"Yes, Patriarch!" The others responded and hurriedly lowered their heads and ran behind the head of their family, not daring to look at Ling Kuang or even take a breath.
Ling Kuang just stood there without even releasing his martial spirit.
But the pressure on them was like an abyss, extremely terrifying!
Even Yang Wudi, a fierce man who dared to fight even titled Douluo, felt great pressure and did not dare to relax at all.
"Aren't you afraid that you won't die quickly enough if you don't leave here yet?" Yang Wudi scolded angrily, and Yang Tianming's group quickly retreated.
"Yang Wudi, I am not here today to destroy your Po clan." Ling Kuang said with a smile as if he didn't feel the momentum from the other side.
"The enmity between the Wuhun Palace and our Po clan is hard to eliminate. It has only been more than six years since my clan was hunted down by you and others, and more than half of it was damaged."
"As a Demon Bear Douluo, you , Elder of Wuhun Palace, can you come to my Po clan as a guest?" Yang Wudi obviously didn't believe what Ling Kuang said and retorted.
Ling Kuang smiled faintly.
"Hate cannot be eliminated, that is, it is not irresolvable. Am I right?"
Hearing this, Yang Wudi fell into silence.
In fact, he resented the Haotian Sect for abandoning the Po Clan more than Wuhun Palace.
And.
At that time, Wuhun Palace did not kill everyone. Otherwise, with the strength of Wuhun Palace, it would have been able to kill every single person in the Po clan!
The most powerful force in the continent is the Wuhun Palace with a group of titled Douluo.
Yang Wudi has never questioned its strength!
Seeing Yang Wudi's appearance, Ling Kuang raised the corner of his mouth slightly and continued: "Yang Wudi, the situation of your clan is not good. I want to conquer the Po clan, what do you think?"< br>
“Hmph!”
Hearing this, Yang Wudi immediately snorted coldly and said rather dissatisfied: “Devil Bear Douluo, I respect you as a senior, but you want to conquer me. This clan is a little too arrogant!”
“Although I, Yang Wudi, am only a Soul Douluo, I have no blood and courage. Even if I am a titled Douluo, don’t try to bully my clan!”
Having said that.
But Ling Kuang could feel that Yang Wudi was no longer as hostile to him as before, and his aura was no longer as sharp and tit-for-tat.
“Really?”
Ling Kuang continued: "I don't want to bully your Po clan. On the contrary, I can become your clan's backer, as long as your clan works for me! Refining medicine!" "In the Star Luo Empire, the Xing Luo royal family secretly targets Po Zhi. "
"The other major families and sects are all in harmony with you on the surface, but in fact they are eyeing you and coveting the art of refining medicine. What can you do if you are just a Contra? To protect this huge benefit?"
Yang Wudi's face darkened, but he couldn't refute it, because what Ling Kuang said was true.
Since coming to the Star Luo Empire, all forces have been like hungry wolves, trying to gnaw a piece of meat from the Po Zhi clan.
Although he, a powerful Contra man, is in charge, the situation of the Po clan is still not optimistic.
Yang Wudi was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "As long as Wuhun Palace does not take action against the Po Clan, I am confident that I can withstand the pressure from other forces!"
"Including the Star Luo Empire ! ”
Looking at Yang Wudi’s tall and straight figure, standing like a spear, Ling Ye wanted to subdue him more and more.
“Haha...”
Ling Kuang's expression straightened, his eyes looked directly into Yang Wudi's eyes, and then he suddenly smiled and said: "So what if you can withstand it, how much profit will you lose if you destroy the clan? In fact, how many clan members will die in the open and secret fights?"
"As the leader of the Po Zhi clan, your responsibility is to lead the development of the clan and protect the clan members, not to cede interests!"
Hearing this.
Yang Wudi's expression became gloomy and uncertain, his eyes flashing constantly, thinking about something.
At this moment, nine figures came galloping from behind. Each of them had a strong aura, holding a black soul-breaking gun, and their bodies were covered with astonishing blood.
“Clan leader!”
Nine people came together behind Yang Wudi and looked at Ling Kuang and Ling Ye, who were standing indifferently.
“Nine soul saints.”
Ling Kuang glanced at them lightly, “There are a lot fewer than before.”
These are the nine soul saints of the Po clan. Each of the elders is a powerful soul saint. Among them, the first elder and the third elder have reached level 79.
Due to the special soul-breaking souls of the Soul-Breaking Gun, they all have eight soul rings, and the attack power of the nine of them has also reached the level of Contra. Their strength is not comparable to that of ordinary Soul Saints.
This is the current strength of the Po clan, one Soul Douluo and nine Soul Saints!
The combat power far exceeds that of the same level!
Seeing that the nine elders were all here, Yang Wudi felt more confident and said in a deep voice: "Devil Bear Douluo, you are the elder of the Spirit Hall, and my Po clan was severely damaged by the Spirit Hall back then. "
"If you want to conquer my clan now, then you must use enough bargaining chips to convince me. Otherwise, please leave our clan's base!"
The nine elders also used their full strength to fight for the victory! The head of the family helped out, dyeing half of the sky red.
"Yang Wudi, the Wuhun Palace is the Wuhun Palace. Although I am worshiped by the Wuhun Palace, submitting to the Wuhun Palace is still different from serving for me." Ling Kuang said calmly.
“Enshrine?”
Yang Wudi caught the word ‘enshrine’, and his expression suddenly changed, “It is rumored that there is an enshrinement hall in Wuhun Hall, with overwhelming power, and every enshrinement is a peak battle. Luo, the minimum soul power is 96."
"Devil Bear Douluo, you have exceeded level 96!"
Ling Kuang shook his head lightly, "It's useless to talk anymore, let's fight."
"I will fight ten of you alone. If I can't defeat you within three moves, I will leave on my own initiative. Otherwise, The Po clan will surrender to me."
"How?"
The second elder shouted coldly, "That's too much! Defeat ten of us in three moves, even if you are a titled Douluo. , too arrogant!"
Yang Wudi thought seriously, and after thinking for a moment, said: "Okay!"
(End of this chapter)