Chapter 25 Victory follows
“What?!”
“Twelve years old, level thirty-seven??”
Tang Gang’s expression changed, and then he A deep sense of horror.
He originally thought that Jiang Shuo was at least fourteen years old before he was so angry before.
You should know that Young Master Haotian, who is also a young sect master, has already reached level 24 when he was just eleven years old!
Such a comparison of talents made Tang Gang feel that Taixu Sect was nothing more than this.
Now, he actually heard that that arrogant boy was only twelve years old? !
This appearance...could it be a false report...
Tang Gang glanced back at the pink and tender young sect master, then quickly turned his head away, muttering in his heart.
Wang Dong also widened his pink-blue eyes, with disbelief on his pretty face.
The twelve-year-old...soul master? ?
Still level thirty-seven...
Wang Dong stared and fell into deep self-doubt. Could it be that...he is not actually a genius?
Or, I have been lazy and sleeping too much these days...
Jiang Shuo's words on the stage were like thunder exploding in the crowd.
Twelve-year-old War Spirit Lord?
Or the kind with high-level soul power? !
All the Haotian Sect disciples were in a trance, and gradually focused their attention on the silver spear of the young man on the stage.
After being in a daze for a long time, I suddenly realized that it seemed to be Jiang Shuo's martial spirit.
Then they suddenly remembered that the young master of Taixu Sect did not seem to have awakened the dragon-shaped martial spirit!
The Jiang family attracted much attention, and the news could not be concealed at all. After the awakening ceremony, it spread all over the world immediately.
Haotian Sect’s disciples who go out regularly also brought back this news.
Yes! That must be the case! !
It turns out that this arrogant boy’s martial spirit is not good enough, so he can practice so fast!
As for the twin martial souls, they simply ignored them.
Beast martial souls with powerful bloodlines such as Taixu Xuanlong, Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus, and Evil-Eyed White Tiger will cause strong oppression on the body of the awakened person, and it is impossible to have twin martial souls.
Throughout the 10,000-year history of the mainland, the owners of extremely powerful beast spirits will never have twins.
The eyes of the disciples of Haotian Sect gradually became pitiful.
It’s really sad. As the direct son and grandson of the Taixu Jiang family, he doesn’t have a dragon-type martial spirit. Tsk, tusk.
...
Jiang Shuo ignored the strange looks from the audience, and instead smiled lightly on his face.
"Come on, let me learn from you, the once best martial spirit in the world."
Pity also filled Tang He's heart, and he didn't care about the words in the boy's words. He nodded slightly.
“Young Master Jiang, be careful!”
After saying that, the young man raised his hand, and with a ray of dark light, a long-handled war hammer suddenly appeared.
Tang He took a step forward, and immediately, the cylindrical hammer head expanded with a bang, reaching a diameter of three meters in the blink of an eye.
A breath that was thick to the extreme, accompanied by the hammer head bombarding Jiang Shuo.
The young man 'Cang clang' pulled out the dragon-patterned silver spear, and a burst of purple thunder erupted from his body. Then he turned around and suddenly disappeared. After regaining his composure, he suddenly appeared behind Tang He.
The Haotian Hammer is powerful and heavy, but it cannot be too flexible.
Tang He turned his hammer away, and a flash of silver light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.
The young man's pupils shrank, what a sharp shot!
He had a feeling that even with his strong physique, if he dared to take this blow forcefully, he would probably end up seriously injured.
“Drink!!”
Tang He shouted violently, immediately discarding the heavy Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, clasping his palms together like crazy, trying to clamp the tip of the spear, and at the same time he twisted it Head and chest, avoiding vital areas.
The Soul Sect's reaction was really fast. The tip of Jiang Shuo's spear was only an inch away from hitting the middle-aged man's chest, but now he was holding it with both hands. The physique and reflexes that Haotian disciples have been honing since childhood came into full play at this moment.
Tang He gave a deep drink, his arms suddenly emitted a faint black-red light, and his muscles tightened.
The shot was too fast and too heavy. He felt like he couldn't hold it and he might die.
But with my Soul Sect level cultivation, once I hold it, how can I be afraid of a Soul Sect?
Jiang Shuo snorted coldly, twisted the gun body, and also turned the waist, and suddenly the gun body was thrown out along with Tang He.
The strength that the young man had just built up was suddenly broken. His head was dizzy and his palms loosened.
“Whoosh!”
The tip of the spear stabbed Tang He again with unparalleled power.
Tang He's eyes shrank. At this point in the fight, he had been suppressed and beaten almost the entire time.
It was really hard for him to accept that the Clear Sky Hammer, which was known for its powerful power, was so embarrassed in close combat by a spear.
“Drink!”
Tang He was full of determination to stand, tilted his head again, and let the tip of the spear pierce his collarbone, then raised his fist and slammed it towards the opponent. juvenile.
A fist covered in black and red air flow grew from small to large, and quickly reached Jiang Shuo's face.
And the tip of his spear had just hit Tang He's collarbone, and it was too late to take it back.
The young man is a little angry. You want to exchange injuries for injuries, but I won't do what you want!
Dark purple thunder flashed under his feet, and Jiang Shuo disappeared from the spot.
When he appeared again, he had appeared behind Tang He.
The strong young man felt a sharp pain in his shoulder. When he lowered his head, the spear passed through his shoulder and made a big hole in his shoulder.
It was Jiang Shuo who appeared behind him, holding the tip of the gun and pulling it out.
The young man pulled out the gun, put his foot on Tang He's waist, kicked him ten meters away, and crashed into the stone platform in a panic.
Tang He stood up unsteadily, his face extremely pale.
The disciple of the Haotian Sect has a strong body. If it were just a blood hole, it would not affect his combat power too much. But at this time, he actually felt that more than half of his soul power and strength attributes had suddenly disappeared!
"You...what kind of gun is that?"
Jiang Shuo paused with his gun, and there was a 'bang' sound on the ground of the stone platform.
There was a touch of arrogance on the young man's face, "It's just martial arts, don't your fellow disciples look down on my martial arts? What now."
Tang Heng looked defeated and speechless.
He was a dignified soul sect, and he was already on the verge of losing just thirty moves into the fight.
And he was seriously injured, but the other party was not injured at all.
Contrasted with Tang He's silence was the disbelief and dumbfounded expression of the Haotian Sect disciples in the audience.
Senior brother Tang He is going to lose? ?
The Clear Sky Hammer is going to lose to an unknown spear? ? ?
Wang Dong's proud expression froze on his face, and his pink-blue eyes moved around, not daring to meet the gaze cast down from the stage.
This guy is a monster!
It was a miscalculation. I wanted to lose face to him, but now it only increased my prestige!
Tang Gang's face was gloomy, not only because the young man on the stage was about to lose, but also because Tang He was his biological brother. Being hit so hard now, the shame and anger in his heart became more intense.
"Tang He! If you lose, don't come back!"
"Haotian Sect cannot afford to lose this person! I can't afford to lose this person!"
(End of Chapter)