Douluo's Angel and Knight

Chapter 270 Creating your own soul skills is a very simple matter

"Break!" The Coiling Dragon Staff stood in front of him, and with a soft drink, Tang San's tentacles and hair that rushed to the front of the Fenghua Team were like weeds meeting swords, instantly breaking into countless pieces.

To describe it, I picked up a very straight stick in the rapeseed field.

‘No, there really are swords!’ Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng, who had just taken advantage of the situation and rushed to the front of Team Fenghua, felt the tiny cuts on their bodies and chose to retreat immediately.

Because the air in front of Fenghua Team was filled with strong winds, as if there were invisible swords.

But when Zhan Fenghua used this move, none of his soul rings lit up. It was obviously a self-created soul skill.

"Create your own soul skills?"

Tang San took a deep breath when he saw this. "Me too!"

The hair on the back of his head grew again, quickly tangled together, and then like a black python, it fiercely whipped towards Zhan Fenghua, who was standing at the front of Team Fenghua.

"???"

Is this the so-called self-created soul skill?

Tang San's words were naturally heard by Team Fenghua. They thought Tang San could use any special attack, but the result was that his hair was tangled together and he changed his form to attack?

It might as well be wrapped in blue and silver.

"If you dare to claim to have created your own soul skills, then I have nothing to say." Zhan Fenghua did not stop Gu Yingwu this time. A slim figure flashed in the air, and the black python broke into two pieces.

At the same time, he twisted his waist and whipped away Zhu Zhuqing who took the opportunity to approach.

"Three...brother..."

The rabbit spirit who also approached was not treated as well as Zhu Zhuqing. Essinger grabbed his ears and slapped him hard on the ground.

It hurts to look at it.

"Okay, if you still have any soul skills, use them quickly and end this funny performance as soon as possible."

Tang San looks as ugly as a ghost now. Is the winning rate against Fenghua Team low?

Definitely low, as low as zero!

Tang San had never expected to win. If before the competition he could still think that he would win this competition, the reward of soul bones would be in the palm of his hand.

After being beaten violently in the first game, he could comfort himself that his tricks and tactics were useless. If he had used them, he could still win. After all, there was no way the Netherworld White Tiger could be withstood by the Seven Soul Lords.

But since Sword Douluo took charge of the training of the seven Lan Ba ​​people, he finally realized that there was no possibility of winning no matter what.

Even if their Blue Tyrant team were in the same state and soul power level when they won the Soul Master Competition in their previous life, if they ran into the Fenghua team from the Soul Master era, their winning rate would only be 50-50.

The basics have widened the gap from the beginning, and it is not made up by soul skills at all.

But knowing is one thing, accepting is another.

It is even more unacceptable when the other party plays with them in a monkey-like manner.

"Mubai."

The voice was so cold that Dai Mubai shuddered. Looking at the trident in Tang San's hand, Dai Mubai also understood what Tang San was planning to do.

To be honest, he wanted to admit defeat now, but looking at Tang San's grimace, he thought it would be better to get a beating.

Anyway, after the game, he is a good guy again, and he can also have a good relationship with the paladins.

As for whether the Paladin crippled him or not, it doesn't matter. There is still time to hold grudges.

"Tianheng, get ready." Dai Mubai greeted Yu Tianheng.

Yu Tianheng turned to look at Tang San and understood what to do.

The two quickly approached and then hugged each other hand in hand.

The scene is not too eye-catching, after all, both of them look pretty good, but most male viewers can't accept it.

A few nobles smiled meaningfully, and someone was already preparing to contact these two people.

Anyway, nobles always have a lot of fun.

One of the blue and electric twin stars, or the prince of the Xingluo royal family, this identity is much more interesting than being a prostitute raised since childhood.

It's just that the identity is there, and there is no other way except invitation.

"Roar!"

The movement in the ring brought the audience's thoughts back to reality. After a dazzling blue light flashed, a strange tiger appeared on the ring.

It is a creature with dragon horns on its head, a pair of dragon wings on its back, dragon claws on all four hooves, and a dragon tail, and its body is covered with white scales and black scales.

Maybe it's more appropriate to call it dragon.

But its pattern and posture are indeed that of a tiger.

And this creature, who didn't know whether it was a dragon or a tiger, caused endless thunder as soon as it appeared on the ring.

Like the mythical thunder dragon.

"Martial spirit fusion skill?" Zhan Fenghua muttered to himself, and an inexplicable excitement began to creep into his heart.

"It's not the Netherworld White Tiger?" Wan Lingfeng sighed.

"With the conditions of those two people, can the Netherworld White Tiger be used? Even if it is used, the combat effectiveness is still questionable."

Gu Yingwu crossed her arms and held her sword, tilted her chin slightly, and signaled her teammates to look at Zhu Zhuqing, who was kneeling on the ground opposite.

"It's true that the power of martial soul fusion skills depends on the compatibility of the fusion person.

"As for Dai Mubai, who was crippled by Sister Yao, I'm afraid the compatibility with Zhu Zhuqing is incredible." Essinger looked at Zhu Zhuqing, who was still recovering from Zhan Fenghua's punch, and chuckled.

"I think the appearance of this thing is much better than that of the Netherworld White Tiger. Otherwise, the Dai family will all marry someone from the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus family." Daqin Temple did not look at Zhu Zhuqing, but looked at the dragon-like head.

Tiger creature started the review.

"It's up to him, Dai Jiadao, because the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus is not as easy to control as the Nether Civet.

"It won't be clear who will dominate who at that time." Gu Yingwu took over.

This is a well-known thing. The Nether Civet Cat is famous in the mainland, largely because of the White Tiger.

In other words, the binding item of White Tiger's martial spirit, apart from White Tiger's Nether Civet, is not that strong in itself.

But it is precisely because it is relatively weak that it is easy to control.

"You guys are going too far!"

The Fenghua team's leisurely comments were not quiet, at least Tang San standing opposite could hear them.

This overly arrogant attitude will make him angry and have no other emotions.

"Oh? I deceived you, what happens next?" Zhan Fenghua's face was expressionless.

"This will make you pay the price for your arrogance!" Tang San put the trident in front of him with a ferocious expression, and the tip of the trident began to glow.

"Leave this monster to me. You are responsible for taking care of the rest. Remember to have fun."

Zhan Fenghua took off his windbreaker and threw it on the ground, then looked up at the creature surrounded by thunder.

He didn't even bother to pay attention to Tang San.

"Uncertain storm!"

When Tang San shouted, the giant thunder beast followed.

"Call the sea!" The water began to flood the arena.

"Howling Sky Break!" The black light rushed towards Tang San.

Rarely, two members of the Fenghua team took action at the same time.

After all, it is a control technique that is said to be inescapable for people below the god level, so it is better to be more serious.

It's not embarrassing, this is how the soul master competition was done in the original work. Tang San's blue silver cage was changed to stabbing from the ground, which was his own soul skill.

Tang San "created" more than a dozen soul skills throughout the competition. All I can say is, emmmmmmm

(End of chapter)