Peerless Tangmen: Dragon Bear Douluo

"Zhao Zilong, our battle has just begun." The boy holding the sword shouted loudly.

"What's going on with these two seniors?" Chen Zifeng asked the students watching.

Xin Zhao was also very curious about the two three-ringed soul masters on the competition stage, "Are these two people coming to the soul fighting arena to compete for credits?"

The people next to him laughed and said: "They are not here to get credits, but to settle personal grievances. The one with the bright silver spear martial spirit is called Zhao Zilong, and the one with the Yitian sword martial spirit is called Cao Mengde. The two of them are very good.

Friends, but their philosophies are slightly different. Neither of them can convince the other, so they often come here to fight."

"We are all good brothers, why do we have to fight? Won't it hurt the brotherhood?" Chen Zifeng said in confusion. At the same time, he glanced at Xin Zhao, and when he saw that he ignored him, he turned back.

"There is no such thing. The difference in ideas between the two will only be shown on stage. On weekdays, the two are best friends." Someone on the side explained.

"Brother Xin, will we be like them? You won't abandon me, right?" Chen Zifeng looked at Xin Zhao with tears in his eyes, as if he was a man who abandoned his husband and son.

Xin Zhao almost coughed up a mouthful of old blood. Since Chen Zifeng absorbed the Purple Spirit Youyun Ju, his personality has changed a lot compared to before. Xin Zhao can't believe that this is the original Chen Zifeng.

"No more talk, no more talk, let's watch the show." Feeling the strange looks from around him, Xin Zhao didn't want to discuss this matter anymore, so he'd better watch the fight first!

On the stage, the battle between the two has reached its most intense point.

Zhao Zilong's first soul ring lit up, and he also rushed towards Cao Mengde. Just when the two were about to fight, Zhao Zilong waved the bright silver gun hard, and a spear light emitted from Zhao Xin's hand. Cao Mengde reacted quickly, and the second soul ring on his body

When it lit up, he raised the Yitian Sword in his hand from bottom to top, and suddenly a bloody wave slashed forward from in front of Cao Mengde.

"boom."

The two soul skills met together. Because Cao Mengde used the second soul ring, the power of the blood wave was greater than the spear ray. In the end, Cao Mengde's attack still flew towards Zhao Zilong firmly after breaking the spear ray. But the subsequent power was no longer.

"Meng De, don't use any more tricks." Zhao Zilong waved his gun to disperse the blood wave in front of him and said in a deep voice.

"Is it a little trick? You'll know it soon. Continue."

Cao Mengde's third soul ring shined again, and at the same time, his first soul ring also shined, "Blood bathed, domineering blade."

The blood-colored light that disappeared from Cao Mengde's body once again filled his body, and blood lines appeared on the Yitian Sword. His momentum continued to increase, and he soon surpassed Zhao Zilong. The Yitian Sword in his hand launched a surprise attack forward, and slammed into the place where Zhao Xin was standing.

Zhao Zilong and Cao Mengde were good friends. They had fought against each other many times and were very familiar with each other. As soon as Cao Mengde used his first and third soul skills, Zhao Zilong quickly used his third soul skill. Zhao Zilong jumped into the air.

, while dodging Cao Mengde's first soul skill, he stabbed Cao Mengde hard in front of him. When he fell to the ground, he used his second soul skill, Cloud-Breaking Dragon. Four gun shadows surrounded all the places where Cao Mengde was dodging.

Cao Mengde did not dodge or dodge, still using his first soul skill, Yitian Sword slashed at the gun shadow in front of him, "Bang" the two gun shadows collapsed, Cao Mengde also rushed out, and then slashed out the third weapon again.

A soul skill, this time, was directed towards the ground. Zhao Zilong was knocked unconscious by this sudden blow.

The sharp sword slashed horizontally and delivered a fatal blow to Zhao Zilong's abdomen.

"Dang~"

Under everyone's worried eyes, Zhao Zilong finally came to his senses at the critical moment and blocked the blow with his spear, but he kept retreating and a trace of blood spilled from his mouth.

"Continue." Zhao Zilong's fighting spirit was burning like fire, and he felt that the bright silver gun in his hand was screaming excitedly.

The two of them were fighting fiercely with one shot and the other with swords. In the end, Zhao Zilong delayed Cao Mengde's third soul skill time, caught the flaw in his soul power that was not running smoothly, and swept through with the first soul skill, ending the game.

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"Zhao Zilong wins." The referee announced.

The audience cheered one after another, and Zhao Xin was also among those applauding. His own blood boiled with excitement.

"Hey," the person next to him shook his head, "I really admire Senior Cao Mengde. He loses to Senior Zhao Zilong every time. The difference is that he persists longer and longer."

Xin Zhao also admired both Cao Mengde and Cao Mengde. In short, they were worthy of being top students at Shrek Academy. They were the best in terms of reaction, soul skill release, and timing of arrest.

After a battle, Xin Zhao's warlike spirit was aroused. He turned around and glanced at Chen Zifeng, "Let's go, let me see the changes in your martial spirit."

"It's not necessary, Brother Xin, won't you see it when I have time to fight?" Chen Zifeng said timidly.

"Well, it's better to experience it in person." After saying that, regardless of Chen Zifeng's gray and hopeless look, he dragged him to the registration teacher without Chen Zifeng paying, and Zhao Xin took out two silver souls.

Give the coins to the registered teacher.

Xin Zhao and Xin Zhao stood on both sides of the field.

"Are you ready?" the referee asked.

The two nodded.

"The game begins." The referee announced and quickly backed away. Xin Zhao and Chen Zifeng also released their martial arts spirits at the same moment.

Chen Zifeng, who is an agility-based soul master, immediately launched an attack. The first and second yellow soul rings on the soul-chasing sword lit up in the air. Zhao Xin was unmoved in the face of the attack. The same two soul rings

The ring emits a dark yellow light.

A yellow armor appeared on Zhao Xin, who was possessed by the martial spirit. A pair of bear claws swallowed golden light, and he kept waving his hands. He took Chen Zifeng's attacks again and again. Occasionally, he was negligent, and Chen Zifeng's soul-chasing sword couldn't do anything.

Break through the protection of Xin Zhao's dragon scales and armor.

"Is this all your attack?" Zhao Xin kept irritating Chen Zifeng with words.

"Brother Xin, you have to pick it up." After saying this, Chen Zifeng recalled the soul-chasing sword in front of him.

The two soul rings on the soul-chasing sword shone brightly at the same time, and gradually merged into one dark purple soul ring. Then a silver light appeared on the sword, the two phases merged into one, and it struck with lightning speed.

To Xin Zhao.

"Fusion ring." When he saw Chen Zifeng's movements, Zhao Xin immediately increased his alertness, and the soul power in his body kept rolling to ensure that he could react as soon as possible.

Looking at the soul-chasing sword that seemed to pierce the void, the last black soul ring on Xin Zhao's body shone brightly, and the dark light attracted everyone's attention. The dark golden light covered Xin Zhao's body, and the dark gold demon bear transformed into Zhao Xin.

Xin's body attributes increased by one hundred and forty percent.

At this moment, Xin Zhao has raised his state to the extreme. He can feel the faint sense of threat coming from the front. He doesn't want to face a second-ring soul master and win in such an embarrassing situation.

"Brother Xin has taken it." Just when the soul-chasing sword was about to stab Zhao Xin, Chen Zifeng shouted loudly.

"Hmph, you're still a little behind."

Xin Zhao's right hand ejected five sharp blades about one foot and two inches, which were Xin Zhao's dark gold Terrorclaw bear soul bones. Of course, he used his second soul skill to cover up. After all, a soul sect possesses

A piece of soul bone attached to the outside is still too appalling.

Xin Zhao's mental power surrounded him, trying to lock the position of the soul-chasing sword. Xin Zhao's eyes suddenly opened, and he waved his right hand forward forcefully. When the five sharp blades reached a certain place, they happened to hit the flying soul-chasing sword.

sword.

With Xin Zhao's level 43 soul power, a ten-thousand-year-old soul bone, and a ten-thousand-year fourth soul ring, Chen Zifeng could not withstand Xin Zhao's attack even with the special soul skill of ring fusion.

The soul-chasing sword was knocked away easily. Xin Zhao did not stay where he was and rushed forward suddenly. Before Chen Zifeng could react, Xin Zhao had already rushed in front of him.

An agility-based attack-type battle soul master without a martial soul was fighting a powerful attack-type battle soul master with a beast martial soul. The audience closed their eyes. Chen Zifeng saw that the battle was hopeless, and Xin Zhao's right hand reached him again.

neck, shouting loudly to the referee: "I surrender."