Lan Xue of Douluo continent

As the pressure he released became stronger and stronger, Tianqing Teng Soul Douluo Zhilin's surprise became stronger and stronger. Are the two children in front of him really only thirteen years old? How could he not see that Tang San was using

The combination of willpower and own strength resisted the pressure of soul power exerted by him. How could he not see that Lan Xue had not responded at all until now. But until now, he had not been able to get these two children to release his martial soul.

The excellence of the two people has greatly exceeded Zhilin's expectations.

Everyone has a desire to win, even Contra is no exception. Combination of competitiveness and curiosity, facing the genius boy in front of him, Zhilin couldn't help but want to see how far this child's limit can be.

Seeing Tang San and Lan Xue nodding slightly, Zhilin's robe no longer fluctuated with his soul power, but quietly returned to normal. Seeing this scene, the other two Contras around him couldn't help but

He was surprised. The three of them had been together for a long time, so they naturally understood how much Zhilin's soul power output was at this time.

The two Contras couldn't help but show worries in their eyes. Although they also knew that Zhilin must be measured, it would not be good if he hurt the child in front of him.

But soon, the worry in the eyes of the two Contras turned into surprise. Tang San's body stood there like a towering mountain. Although the pressure increased again, he still didn't move at all, only his face

His expression gradually became tense.

Lan Xue actually still had the energy to yawn.

Not even forcing out the martial spirit? This was the thought that appeared in the minds of the three Contras at the same time.

How is it possible? Zhilin's heart trembled slightly. He knew very well how much his soul power output was. Even a soul master above level 35 would definitely use his martial soul under the pressure of his own soul power.

, and he will never be as calm as the young man in front of him.

If the expression remains unchanged, it is still a strong expression of willpower, but when the pressure reaches a certain level, it is no longer something that willpower can control.

Generally speaking, a low-level soul master who can withstand the direct pressure of soul power brought by a high-level soul master is already quite outstanding if he can endure it to a level equivalent to two-thirds of his own level.

To the extent that the strength is equal, then the willpower is extremely firm. But the prerequisite for these is to release the martial soul.

And he also needs to be a beast soul master.

The animal spirit is much more helpful to the soul master than the weapon spirit. The advantage of the weapon spirit is that it can be used as a weapon.

From Qin Ming's initial introduction, these three Soul Douluo all knew that Tang San and Lan Xue were actually weapon soul masters, but how could a mere weapon soul master persist to the point where their soul power exceeded ten percent?

Pressure. And he still hasn’t released his martial spirit? This is simply unbelievable.

As the soul power fluctuations in the air became increasingly violent, Flanders, Zhao Wuji and others gradually became nervous. They sat upright and stared at the two of them, fearing that something might happen.

Only the master was still leaning on his chair to the left, drinking tea. The old god was watching the scene in front of him, without any worry at all.

No one knows Tang San's strength better than the master. From the situation in front of him, the master can completely calculate what Tang San's limit is. He hasn't even released his martial spirit at this time, so naturally it's not a sign of reaching the limit. Lan Xue is

Don't worry at all. Titled Douluo can't withstand the pressure that a soul master can withstand, and if word spreads, people won't laugh to death.

The pressure of the soul power released by Zhilin has increased from level thirty-five to level thirty-six, followed by level thirty-seven, thirty-eight, and thirty-nine. When his pressure finally increased to around level forty soul power

When the level reached, Lan Xue saw a trace of pain on Tang San's face. His expression was slightly troubled, and he raised his right hand with some difficulty.

Blue light flashed. The blue silver grass rushed out from Tang San's palm like a blooming flower, floating in the air, forming a huge cage, covering Tang San's body. The blue-purple light bloomed brightly, and all blue

The silver grass swayed by itself in the air, and every sway produced a special feeling. It was as if the air was also rhythmic.

Seeing the martial spirit released by Tang San protecting her, Lan Xue accidentally laughed out loud, because she thought about how she liked to dig traps when she was six years old, and as a result, she actually fell into one...

Zhilin Soul Douluo felt it most obviously. The moment Tang San released the blue silver grass, he felt a sense of relief, and was about to take back his soul power. When the test ended, Tang San's blue silver grass was arranged.

It became this strange sight before my eyes.

The circular cage enveloped Tang San's body, and there was only a slight gap between each bluesilver grass and the next. With every slight swing of them, Zhilin was surprised to find that the one he brought out

The pressure seemed to be exerting pressure on a ball of elastic objects. With the gentle swing of Bluesilver Grass, the pressure he brought to Tang San was actually weakened a lot.

To be precise, the pressure he brought to Tang San was relieved.

There were so many magical things that appeared in these two children, and the surprise on the faces of the three Contras gradually turned into surprise.

Lan Xue was playing with her fingers, thinking: Why is the plot so slow? It's boring!

The Five Shrek Monsters looked at Lan Xue's actions, and a big drop of water appeared on their heads.

Even Tang San himself didn't know why Bluesilver Grass had changed like this. On the surface, he seemed to be very strong, but in fact, in the face of the forty-level soul power pressure, it had become difficult for him to even breathe before.

I just didn't want to embarrass Shrek Academy, so I kept holding on.

The Bluesilver Grass was released completely when he couldn't hold it any longer.

The order and movements of the Blue Silver Grass at this time were formed naturally. Under their regular fluctuations, Tang San immediately felt that the pressure was greatly reduced. In his mind, a very powerful force of borrowing power suddenly sounded.

Dharma, four taels can move a thousand catties.

The four-liang move of a thousand pounds was a commonly used martial skill in Tang San's previous life, so he could naturally do it. But he didn't quite understand why his Blue Silver Grass could actually perform this martial skill of his own without any deliberate control.

Feeling this, Tang San suddenly discovered that there seemed to be many things he didn't understand about his own martial spirit.

The pressure was relieved, and Tang San's expression naturally returned to normal. And his situation made the Zhilin Soul Douluo also withdraw his plan to stop the test. The soul power pressure further increased, and this time it increased faster than before.

Even faster.

Of course it is possible to move a thousand catties with four taels, but what if it is ten thousand catties? How can it be moved? The pressure increased sharply, and Tang San felt that the meridians in his body were about to explode in the face of the external pressure, and his whole body was in a state of extreme pain.

, the skin all over the body is gradually congested with blood, the Xuantian Kung is running faster and faster, and every collision of the meridians in the body will cause extreme pain.

The rhythm of the blue silver grass outside the body is also getting faster and faster, but the soul power they can dissolve is limited after all. However, the barrier of the blue silver grass also prevents everyone outside from seeing Tang San

At this time, I just felt that Tang San was still resisting firmly.

Little did he know that his face was already flushed at this time, reaching a very dangerous level. The pressure at this time had already reached the level of the forty-fifth level of soul power.

Persevere, I can still persevere. Tang San kept telling himself, straightening his back.

Lan Xue looked at Tang San worriedly: God bless, the plot will go smoothly, if Tang San dies, who will I cry to...

Soul power was still increasing, and Tang San's body was finally reaching its limit. At this time, it was already difficult for him to even move a finger.

Just when Lan Xue was extremely worried, she suddenly heard a "pop" sound from Tang San's body, and immediately beamed: Haha, the plot is finally almost over!

Everyone looked at Lan Xue's reaction in confusion, but they knew it the next moment.

Poof----, the bluesilver grass surrounding Tang San flew in all directions, and Tang San's whole body trembled. His appearance finally appeared in front of everyone again. However, when everyone saw him, they all

I couldn't help but be shocked.

At this time, Tang San's body actually swelled, and behind him, the eight spider spears with attached soul bones had been released. The bright purple eight spider spears were rhythmically moving behind Tang San's back like wings. Tang San

The spiderweb-like lines appeared on his forehead again, and this time they were particularly clear.

Tang San's face was soothing. The white mist around his body was inhaled from his nose like an ocean, and then spit out from his mouth. Every time he inhaled and inhaled, the white mist seemed to increase a bit, and Tang San's body would expand even more.

a bit.

"Soul bone?" The three Soul Douluo from Tiandou Royal Academy exclaimed almost at the same time. Zhilin also immediately stopped exerting pressure on Tang San. Naturally, they could see that Tang San had already

It's reached its limit. If the pressure continues, I'm afraid it will explode and die.

A trace of white gradually appeared at the tip of the Eight Spider Spear. This white color was transmitted from the inside of the Eight Spider Spear to the tip. Tang San's body did not change due to the disappearance of the external pressure, and was still breathing in the white mist repeatedly.

"Thank you Zhilin Contra for making it possible." The master stood up with a smile and bowed to Zhilin.

Zhilin was stunned for a moment, "Chengcheng? What Chengcheng?" Even he, a powerful soul master at the Contra level, didn't understand what was wrong with Tang San at this time, and he was still feeling uneasy in his heart.

The master smiled slightly and said: "Since Tang San got the Eight Spider Spears with attached soul bones, his strength has increased a lot, but he has never been able to truly integrate with them. Under the pressure exerted by you, Zhilin Soul Douluo, I

I think this time he and his external soul bone have finally merged, and they are no longer separated from each other. The external soul bone will become a part of his body and no longer foreign."

Lan Xue chuckled, stretched out her hand in front of Tang San and pinched Tang San's muscles when no one was paying attention, making Tang San dumbfounded: "There is someone!" "No matter!" Lan Xue pinched Tang San again.

pinch.

"..." Tang San looked helplessly at Lan Xue playing tricks in front of him, he had no choice at all against this little girl.