Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 162 Unprepared Crisis

"start!"

Feng Xiaotian's faint voice sounded, and the stick of incense flew out and stuck on the stone pillar next to it.

"Phoenix Realm!"

The latest person to activate his ability is Ma Hongjun, and his domain directly covers the square.

"Wind Realm!"

Feng Xiaotian raised his brows and displayed his domain ability.

The ability of the blast field, in addition to the ordinary suppression effect and amplification, can also automatically generate unkillable blast wolves.

With a bang, the two forces collided together, and in a short period of time, the red field was suppressed.

"So strong!" Ma Hongjun exclaimed, his face serious.

Feng Xiaotian's soul ring shone with light, and the wings of the wind appeared behind him. The strong winds swept through him repeatedly, forming a huge tornado.

"Try your best to block my strong wind!" Feng Xiaotian said calmly.

The strong wind suppressed Dai Mubai and the others.

The violent wind made them understand how strong the titled Douluo with a ten-thousand-year soul ring really was!

However, they did not give up and resisted for a while.

A faint blue light sounded, and with a huge roar, the Netherworld White Tiger appeared.

Feng Xiaotian looked at the Netherworld White Tiger calmly and did not feel any surprise.

He turned around and glanced at the incense stick outside the court, then leaned down to put pressure on the five people.

He tried his best to show that he was using all his strength to greatly suppress the five people, but also pretended not to care about the illness, leaving them in danger.

Feng Xiaotian wanted to conserve his strength and prevent Tang San from getting all his information, but he also couldn't let these five people go too far.

Therefore, the strength displayed was the limit of these five people, but it did not completely defeat them.

With a loud roar, the stick of incense burned out completely.

Feng Xiaotian also stopped slowly and looked at Dai Mubai calmly.

"You passed."

Ma Hongjun sat down directly on the ground, with blood flowing from the wounds on his body, and he was gasping for air.

"So strong, I almost thought I was going to die here!"

In the battle just now, his feelings could be said to be the most profound.

After all, he had never experienced that even flying was such a difficult thing.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing lay directly on the ground, staring at the sky with wide eyes.

Rays of golden light appeared, and those who completed the assessment received their respective rewards.

"Xiao San, are you sure?" Dai Mubai slowly stood up and looked at Tang San.

"Don't worry!" Tang San showed a calm smile on his face.

He already understood Feng Xiaotian's strength. He was very strong! Very powerful.

However, I am also confident that I can survive a stick of incense.

Dai Mubai looked at the confident Tang San and felt a little worried. Feng Xiaotian did not use the ninth soul skill in the end.

Only at the last moment, he used the eighth soul skill, summoning a giant three-headed wind demon wolf formed by the strong wind, and directly scattered his ghost white tiger.

The violent wind dissipated in an instant and turned into wisps of breeze.

Feng Xiaotian slowly fell from the sky, looking at Tang San opposite, a trace of nervousness and excitement emerged in his heart.

The reason for excitement is that as long as he succeeds, he can take over Tang San's position and obtain the Ninth Poseidon Examination.

This is the second will given to him by Lord Poseidon, and it is also a promise.

As long as you can defeat Tang San within one stick of incense, you can obtain the Ninth Test of Poseidon.

I am very nervous, naturally because of the expectation and excitement.

Tang San stepped forward step by step and stood in front of Feng Xiaotian.

"Feng Xiaotian, you are very powerful, far stronger than the average titled Douluo." Tang San smiled as he spoke, "But I want to make a bet with you!"

Feng Xiaotian suddenly felt a chill in the back of his head, and a frightening coldness flowed throughout his body.

A bad premonition weighed on Feng Xiaotian's heart.

At this time, Feng Xiaotian didn't know that Tang San had activated the most powerful ability in his protagonist's aura. I want to make a bet with you!

Unfortunately, due to the luck plundering at the weekend, this ability was not as powerful as before, which made Feng Xiaotian feel bad.

"...Everyone doesn't use soul skills, and only uses self-created soul skills to fight. After all, you have almost used all your soul skills, but you don't know my soul skills. This is unfair in itself."

"It would be better for both of us not to use soul skills and rely on soul power to fight..."

Feng Xiaotian looked at Tang San who looked confident and felt that his words made sense, and he had the idea of ​​agreeing.

This incredible thought made Feng Xiaotian slightly shake his head.

"Tang San!" Feng Xiaotian's voice suddenly sounded, interrupting Tang San's words.

Tang San's heart sank slightly and his face became a little stiff. The other party didn't seem to be fooled.

"This battle is to test whether you are qualified to accept the position of Poseidon, rather than a simple competition." Feng Xiaotian said with a cold face.

Tang San's expression became even stiffer. He thought Feng Xiaotian would refuse, but he never thought he would use this reason.

This is tantamount to giving him a slap in the face and telling him not to be opportunistic.

"Do you need to take the assessment? If so, start it. If not, go back."

Feng Xiaotian's cold words made Tang San's face look even uglier, and he nodded his stiff neck.

"I will conduct the assessment!"

"bite!"

A long incense stick was fixed on the stone pillar and began to burn slowly.

"Martial spirit's true form!"

Tang San quickly shouted softly, and a blue shadow enveloped his body.

A strong aura emanated from his body, which was not much weaker than an ordinary titled Douluo.

Feng Xiaotian's eyes flashed, and the eighth soul ring shone brightly.

"Hurricane Three-Headed Wolf!"

A violent wind appeared on the field, and the power of the wind field was increasing.

A huge three-headed wind demon wolf appeared in mid-air and pounced towards Tang San.

Tang San's expression changed slightly, he didn't expect Feng Xiaotian to use all his strength from the beginning.

You must know that Feng Xiaotian only used the eighth soul skill after more than half of the competition just now.

Without any time to think, Tang San flew into the air and dodged the giant wolf formed by the strong wind.

This wolf is very powerful. If you are hit by it, you will probably be seriously injured.

But what Tang San didn't expect was that more intensive and violent attacks came from the sky.

"Martial spirit's true form!"

"Sixth Soul Skill, Storm and Tornado Kill!"

Feng Xiaotian directly displayed his martial soul avatar, with blue energy armor attached to his body, and the shadows of the three wind demon wolves gradually turned into energy.

The sixth soul skill's light flickered, and a tornado more than ten meters long appeared in the sky like a long snake.

Feng Xiaotian jumped up, merged into this violent tornado, and rushed towards Tang San from top to bottom.

"What?" Tang San's canthus was cracked and his eyes were red.

Looking at the tornado that was like a giant nail spinning wildly, the feeling of death enveloped my whole body.

"You dare!"

A crisp angry sound sounded, and with a flash of pink light, Xiao Wu stood in front of Tang San.

Golden light flashed, and the tornado pinned in front of Xiao Wu.

"Ding ding ding!"

The dense and clear sound kept ringing, like the bells of hell.

At this moment, Feng Xiaotian's ninth soul ring shone slightly.

(End of chapter)