Douluo: My Sharingan is not serious

The wall of flesh composed of seven people collapsed in an instant.

The four soul masters suddenly walked quickly towards the edge of the ring under the somewhat confused gazes of the audience.

Then, in full view of everyone, he jumped off the stage.

The two soul sects next to Hu Yanli followed closely behind, and the audience was in an uproar.

There have even been protests

I suspect that the Elephant Armor team took advantage of it and faked the match.

But immediately some knowledgeable people came forward to explain, which calmed down their protests that had not yet started.

At the VIP table, Emperor Xueye exclaimed.

"How did that Ye Qiu do it? He actually made his opponent walk off the ring by himself?"

"It's an illusion!"

Saras looked ugly.

He didn't expect that the battle would be like this, and he didn't even start a fight.

Ning Fengzhi smiled slightly and said: "Your Majesty, it seems that this game is over."

Seeing that the two soul sects on the stage had already walked off, Hu Yanzhen's eyes widened in anger and he stood up suddenly. Seeing that his most proud grandson was about to jump off the stage, a tyrannical light wave suddenly appeared in his eyes.

His lips moved a few times.

Ning Fengzhi on the side said calmly: "It seems that Master Huyan's doing this would harm the fairness of the competition."

He didn't need to know what Hu Yanzhen was talking about, and he also understood that he was waking up his grandson through his ability to make sounds into lines.

Hu Yanzhen snorted and sat back down in his seat.

"I don't understand what Sect Master Ning means, what did I do?"

Ning Fengzhi smiled lightly and said nothing.

After all, if the sound is perfect, no evidence will be left behind. Besides, this is just a desperate struggle.

Hu Yanzhen later realized that his face was ugly.

That kid can control seven people with ease. It's okay for him to help once, but is it possible that he has to help all the time?

Hu Yanzhen snorted heavily and understood that there was no way to save this game.

Hu Yanli was about to jump off the ring when he suddenly let out a long roar and woke up.

Looking at his teammates who were also awake in the audience, they looked at each other in confusion, and then became furious in an instant.

Ye Qiu frowned.

He glanced towards the VIP table.

Hu Yanzhen was shocked. Could it be that this kid discovered that he had tampered with something? !

Hu Yanli turned to look at Ye Qiu brazenly, his eyes wide with anger, a look of humiliation flashed in his eyes, and he let out a loud shout.

"You are playing dirty tricks! I don't accept it!"

"A dirty trick? Scoff."

Ye Qiu looked at him strangely and almost laughed in anger at him.

A man who relied on his grandfather to cheat to stand in this arena actually dares to say that his illusion is a dirty trick?

It's really shameless.

Smiling indifferently, Ye Qiu's face also turned cold, and his voice became a little cold.

"Dirty trick? Are you not convinced?! Then I will beat you until you are convinced!"

The loud sound spread all around.

Everyone couldn't help but look sideways, but Hu Yanzhen's face darkened and he scolded his grandson for being stupid.

Ye Qiu's words were still falling.

Blood burst out from the eyes, thunder and lightning intertwined on the body, and the cloth sword and jade life stimulated the body's potential.

With just one step, he appeared at the edge of the ring in front of Hu Yanli.

Some superficial figures shocked Hu Yanli.

Ye Qiu raised his hand. He also wanted to see if he could break Hu Yanli's defense with a full blow.

The waist is lowered, the arms are like drawing a bow, the elbows are bent to accumulate strength, and the color of mysterious jade appears in the hands.

The Sharingan discerned the weakness of the soul power, and instantly punched Hu Yanli in the belly.

Hu Yanli's body was tall and straight. He couldn't hide or dodge. A single-attribute soul master was generally not very good at other aspects. Hu Yanli was a living target in front of Ye Qiu.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, like a lump of iron falling to the dirt floor. Hu Yanli's face suddenly turned pale, and a heartbreaking pain came from his stomach.

He staggered back two steps, his expression changed drastically, and he did not dare to show any contempt anymore.

Just as he was about to kill Ye Qiu, he suddenly realized that the person in front of him was no longer where he was, and phantoms kept wandering around him.

Uh-huh!

Ye Qiu kept hitting Hu Yanli's back and belly. The corners of Hu Yanli's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"The defense is really strong!"

As expected of a diamond mammoth, Ye Qiu rose into the air with a smile and struck Hu Yanli on the head with a powerful and heavy fist.

Hu Yanli immediately wrapped his arms around his head, but the vibration still made him a little dazed.

"Asshole!"

Hu Yanli shouted angrily, and the third soul skill under his feet flashed.

His fat body flew up into the air, and his whole body was filled with a layer of dazzling purple light. He directly locked onto Ye Qiu and pressed down in the air.

His body was instantly locked, and Ye Qiu found that his movements were restricted and imprisoned, making him unable to move effectively.

Facing the opponent's huge body, it seems that there is only one way to block it.

The Elephant Armor Sect does not choose the same attribute for all soul rings like the Yu clan. While defending, they also have their own attack capabilities.

At this time, the crushing kill performed by Hu Yanli was one of them.

Once locked by his soul skill, the opponent's feet will temporarily lose the ability to move, and they can only choose to block.

This is also the greatest feature of his thousand-year soul skill.

After many generations of soul masters from the Elephant Armor Sect have studied it, it is a skill that is most suitable for their own use.

With their huge bodies falling from the sky and the effect of their own soul power, one can imagine the pressure they can generate.

As long as the opponent cannot move to fight head-on, not to mention the agility-based soul master, even the powerful soul master may not be able to block it.

Of course, the prerequisite for the use of this skill is that the opponent must be within ten meters of the caster's body.

Unfortunately.

In Ye Qiu's case, his move was just useless.

A Rasengan the size of a yoga ball immediately appeared in his hand, and then he spit it out from his mouth, and wisps of ultimate fire immediately filled the entire Rasengan.

He raised his hand with the red Rasengan and blasted it towards Hu Yanli's fat body.

"what is that?!"

Hu Yanli's pupils trembled violently.

He can clearly feel that your red sphere contains explosive power.

Now that he was floating in the air, pressing down on Ye Qiu, there was absolutely no possibility of him moving away.

Think of this.

Hu Yanli shouted loudly, and the fourth soul ring on his body suddenly shone, and his skin changed again, with an additional layer of ice-like protective layer.

This is his strongest defensive soul skill.

As for the head soul bone, it is obvious that there is no need for it now.

Success or failure depends on this!

The Pyroblast·Dayu Rasengan in Ye Qiu's hand pressed against Hu Yanli's chest.

So much soul power instantly rotated at high speed and exploded violently.

The ice edges on Hu Yanli's body shattered, his cuticles cracked and turned red, and his whole body began to spin, and then he was sent flying high.

A large mouthful of blood spit out from his mouth and fell into the air.