Douluo's Angel and Knight

Chapter 447 Others usually call me Shura

Facing the old man's question, Tang San, who had just climbed up from the ground, had a look of confusion on his face covered with blue scales.

There were three obviously strange martial spirits here. He had also shown the spirit rings just now. He asked them if they were spirit masters?

"I'm not lying to you, old man. Before I came into contact with the Paladin, I was just an ordinary person, an ordinary person with no soul.

"I have lived for sixty-seven years. I have been exposed to spirit masters and martial arts since I was twelve years old under the guidance of Tian Benmian. I started to frequently fight spirit masters at the age of eighteen. At first, I lost more than I won.

"I started to master it at the age of forty, and I can already easily fight against a fifty-level soul master.

"There are many soul masters who have been defeated by me, and there are also many soul masters who have defeated me.

"But soul masters like you..."

The old man noticed Tang San's doubts and shook his head, his contempt obvious.

"It can be said that except for a strong martial spirit and the physical fitness that the martial spirit gives you, you are not even as good as a thug raised by a noble!"

"What did you say?!" Tang San's blue scales almost turned red with anger. God Shura said he was useless and he had nothing to say. After all, he was a god king and he had to rely on God Shura. He could only say whatever God Shura said.

;

Wuhundian and most of the soul masters called him useless, but he tolerated it, after all, he couldn't beat them.

"let me!"

"Of course, some soul masters who don't have to worry about soul power when they are at low levels are not included in this list."

If the old man keeps guessing, will he be able to figure out the fact that he is reborn?!

The old man has never lacked understanding of soul masters. Even if some things are unbelievable, they can only be explained like that.

"Your style that focuses on soul skills has almost become an instinct engraved in your bones.

He felt that the strange-looking young man in front of him seemed different.

How dare a former ordinary person call him a waste? And also belittle him to such a low level?

At worst, he is also one of the lower ranks of geniuses!

"This fighting style is generally produced by soul saints who are no longer troubled by lack of soul power, and is a fighting method exclusive to soul masters.

"Do you want me to tell you about your shortcomings? In your first attack, you made a mistake that almost no soul master would make. When the opponent was prepared, and when you didn't know the opponent's strength, the purpose of the attack was too obvious, and there was no follow-up.

hand.

He is no longer the clown he was before.

"Tang San" ignored the big cat's warning, and instead looked at the old man behind the big cat with fiery eyes.

"There are many young soul masters who think they are the best in the world and look down on others. It is normal for you at your age.

"Because soul power is always a fatal problem that troubles a low-level soul master. In a battle where life and death are considered, no soul master dares to let his soul power become exhausted."

Before Tang San could respond, the old man shook his head again.

"What's wrong with flying into the air?!" Tang San laughed angrily. How could an ordinary person without soul power comment on how the former supreme god king fought?!

"First of all, after the first round of fighting, you were pressed and beaten, which already showed that the opponent was not easy to mess with. To start with such a loophole in the second round is arrogant;

"Secondly, you start flying in the air, turn around and kick? You give up your chassis and block your sight at the same time. After confirming your advantage, it is okay to use this action to determine the outcome, but you actually use it to start?

"Besides being cool and having soul skills, what else is there in your mind?"

Tang San did not refuse, and quickly gave up control of his body. Two defeats had already made him understand that it was difficult to pass this level on his own.

"Have you ever thought about what you would do if I dodged and then side-swiped you on the waist?

"Before you sealed your soul power just now, you subconsciously used soul skills. I can roughly guess your previous fighting style.

"Have you ever thought about what you would do if I didn't respond to your attack? Can you quickly stabilize your body after landing and launch the next attack?

Having said this, the old man seemed to have thought of something, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"But your level shouldn't be able to support this kind of fighting method, so are you also a soul master who doesn't have to worry about the consumption of soul power?

"Or do you have experience as a high-level soul master? Even this high-level soul master's career should be very long, otherwise this instinct will not be developed."

"Don't be wary, I'm just happy to see you."

"A fighting style that mainly focuses on soul skills, supplemented by a small amount of movements.

"It's up to you." The old man smiled and reached out to stop the big cat in front of him. "What should I call you, Your Excellency?"

At the same time as the voice of God Shura sounded in my mind, a stinging pain came quickly.

"Oh?" As Tang San climbed up and straightened his clothes, the old man followed with a hint of doubt in his voice.

The big cat on the boulder instantly landed in front of the old man, its alert posture clearly revealed, and it looked at "Tang San" warily.

That fat body that makes people laugh is also strangely conveying a hint of master's demeanor.

He understood that the current "Tang San" was another person, a god king.

"Tang San" raised his head and looked directly at the old man, his face covered with blue scales no longer looked ferocious, but instead gave people a very solemn look.

"A soul master who only competes in the arena competition?"

"Save it, trash, there's a paladin up there watching you.

"For the first time, it can be attributed to you being overconfident and looking down on others. This is also what you show in your eyes.

"Young man, you are just a soul sect, how did you develop this fighting style?

As soon as the words fell, Tang San was suddenly startled, and the murderous intent could hardly help but surge out!

What sounded was not the old man's rich voice, but the mocking voice of God Shura in his mind.

"As for the second attack, no one with a little bit of combat awareness would make this choice and start flying into the air?"

"No, even a soul master who has only competed in the arena competition will inevitably need the assistance of fists and kicks, and it is impossible to make such a choice without combat experience.

"Especially after we have mentioned that this is a boxing and kicking competition, as long as you are a spirit master, you should react quickly.

"I will respectfully call you Huang Lao."

If God Shura is willing to help him, that would be great.

The old man's gaze became sharp, looking at Tang San and the two people beside him like a sharp sword.

"Low-level soul master, no matter how strong your martial soul is, how strong your soul skills are, whether you are a long-range attack soul master or a melee soul master, the fighting method is mainly based on fists, kicks and evasion, and soul skills are used to increase the advantage and win or lose."

use.

Then the old man's expression quickly became indifferent.

For example, the young man in front of him, whom he had just judged as not even as good as a thug, had become a different person in an instant.

"Others usually call me Shura." Shura also smiled back, and then began to look around.

Environment? A trace of spiritual thought doesn't matter.

He is looking for weapons.

(End of chapter)