Chapter 29 If I don’t die within ten moves, I will kill myself and challenge Wang Hai with a single gun!
Wang Hai, possessed by the golden turtle, did not dare to be careless and revealed a statement among the Titled Douluo.
Once you encounter a Titled Douluo with a Martial Soul Domain, it is best to run as far away as possible. If you do not have a domain and are trapped in the opponent's domain, you can only hope for the best.
This is Wang Hai’s current situation.
But he is not sure whether the person in front of him is a Titled Douluo or of some other level.
"Three years ago, Sarath brought several red-robed Soul Emperors to beat me up. Today, I will settle all the old and new grudges together!"
A deep voice rang out within the realm, and Yang Potian's figure looked like a god at this moment.
“You are... You are Yang Potian from the Poyi Clan! I didn’t expect you to hide in this remote northernmost city. No wonder the Spirit Hall hasn’t found you for so many years!”
Wang Hai also understood this person's identity at this moment.
Although he was shocked, fortunately it was Yang Potian, not a Titled Douluo.
"Yang Potian reached the level of Soul Emperor when he was seventeen. Now, three years later, he is at most a high-level Soul Sage. Even if he is a genius and has mastered the domain, he is definitely not a match for me, a Titled Douluo."
Wang Hai analyzed it quickly in his mind.
"I guess the Wuhun Sub-Hall in Aowei City must be your work." Wang Hai calmed down at this moment and asked without fear.
"Don't you think you talk too much nonsense?" Yang Potian showed a sneer on his face.
"Humph! Today I will capture you and bring you back to the Spirit Hall, so that you can see the difference between an ordinary spirit master and a Titled Douluo!"
"The seventh soul skill, the turtle's true form!"
There was a glimmer of cruelty in the corner of Wang Hai's eyes, and the seventh soul ring quickly rose and enlarged to cover his body. A golden sea turtle swelled in the wind and reached a size of sixty meters in the blink of an eye.
"boom!"
The ground shook violently as the sturdy limbs stepped on it.
"If you don't die within ten moves, I will kill myself!" Yang Potian's domineering voice echoed in the field
The soul ring is revealed at this moment!
Circle after circle of soul rings appeared before everyone's eyes.
Yellow, yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, red!
Until the moment the hundred thousand year spirit ring appeared, everyone seemed to have stopped breathing. The violent aura of the spirit ring tore through the air, and waves emanated from the void.
Xiao Yun and the others opened their mouths wide enough to swallow a goose egg, their pupils filled with shock.
"I know how the four-ring soul ring lasts for ten thousand years, but how the eight-ring soul ring lasts for a hundred thousand years. A hundred thousand year soul ring!!"
"Teacher Yang, he's so awesome!"
"The soul ring that all soul masters dream of actually appears on Teacher Yang's eighth soul ring."
"Teacher Yang is actually a Soul Douluo master. He went from a Soul Emperor to a Soul Douluo in just three years. What level is Teacher Yang at?"
The appearance of the hundred thousand year spirit ring gave Xiao Yun and others more hope.
"How did you do that, kid?" Wang Hai's tone was no longer as arrogant as before.
The impact brought by the hundred thousand year spirit ring is really too great.
There aren't many Titled Douluo who have a hundred thousand year spirit ring, but I didn't expect Yang Potian to have an eight-ring.
A hundred thousand year soul ring has two soul skills and will definitely drop soul bones.
In other words, Yang Potian directly possesses two more soul skills than him.
Moreover, within Yang Potian's domain, Wang Hai's overall attributes were directly suppressed by 20%, so Yang Potian naturally had no reason to be afraid of him.
Wang Hai felt that even if Yang Potian didn't use his domain, he would definitely not be his opponent.
At this moment, the battle is about to break out, and Yang Potian has already used his soul skills.
"The seventh soul skill, Soul-Breaking True Body!"
A dark soul ring rose up, and a blood-red figure holding a spear appeared behind Yang Potian. The shadow stood tall and looked down upon the world, with a strong murderous aura surrounding him.
"Third soul skill! Unparalleled sharpness!"
The amplification soul skill was activated, the attack power increased by 100%, the penetration increased by 50%, and the speed increased by 200%. The soul power condensed at the tip of the gun and the whole person turned into a stream of light and shredded the air.
"Come on!" Wang Hai roared and merged into his martial spirit.
His martial soul is the golden turtle, which is considered a top-level martial soul and is famous for its amazing defensive power. His strongest point is defense.
He responds to ever-changing situations by remaining unchanged.
"boom!"
The tip of the Soul-Breaking Spear collided with Wang Hai's golden sea turtle, and violent soul power fluctuations swept out. However, with the protection of Yang Potian's domain, Shui Bing'er and others were able to watch the battle.
The collision of the soul power of both sides made a harsh sound.
"You! You are actually a level 88 Soul Douluo. How the hell did you cultivate?!" Wang Hai also felt Yang Potian's soul power level at this moment.
His mind was confused.
“Sizzle, sizzle, snap~”
Suddenly, cracks appeared in the golden barrier constructed by Wang Hai. A sharp breath rushed towards him, as if a knife was scraping his face. Wang Hai's expression flickered with panic.
Wang Hai was famous for his defensive ability, but at this moment his defense was easily torn apart by the Soul-Breaking Spear.
I couldn't even last a minute.
"Eighth Soul Skill! Unmovable Golden Body!"
Wang Hai roared and activated his strongest defensive soul skill, and he curled up into a ball and was covered by the golden turtle.
“Roar!” The turtle roared towards the sky, trying to force Yang Potian back.
Yang Potian was not afraid at all, his momentum and attack power were gradually increasing. This was the domineering power of the Soul-Breaking Spear martial spirit.
When fighting with the members of the Pozhi Clan, never let them get the upper hand. If you don't have a trump card or external force to help you, you won't be able to suppress them until the end of the battle.
Because as long as the Soul-Breaking Spear has the upper hand in battle, its momentum and attack power will continue to increase until it penetrates your defense and knocks you down under the gun.
"Eight Soul-Breaking Spears!"
"break!!"
Yang Potian roared loudly, and only the word "Po" could be heard between heaven and earth. The eight gun shadows merged together into one gun.
The golden barrier constructed by Wang Hai was torn to pieces in an instant. In front of his horrified pupils, a blood-red spear came in an instant and pierced his chest directly.
The turtle's true body slowly dissipated, and its martial spirit also dissipated at this moment.
Yang Potian stood in the air, challenging Wang Hai with a single pistol. His domineering figure made people dare not look directly at him.
Everyone held their breath and stared at the figure in the air.
"How is it possible? How is it possible? How could Grandpa lose the battle?"
"Fake! Everything is fake! My grandfather is a Titled Douluo, the eighth elder of the Spirit Hall!!"
Wang Tao, who was suppressed 40% below, had difficulty even walking. He collapsed on the ground with cold sweat on his forehead. He didn't dare to imagine his fate.
"boom!"
Wang Hai's body was thrown in front of him by Yang Potian.
At this moment, Wang Hai was dying, with one breath left. He only felt that the soul power in his body was disappearing rapidly. This was the effect of the Soul-Breaking Spear.
It is very difficult to treat the injury caused by the Soul-Breaking Spear. His heart has been pierced and there is no possibility of survival.
He was speechless and could only stare at Yang Potian with resentment.
Finally, he dissipated in one breath and died completely.
"No! Master!"
A long spear had pierced through Wang Tao's chest and was torn into pieces in an instant by the domineering soul power, making him deader than dead.
From beginning to end, the golden turtle could not withstand the sharpness of the Soul-Breaking Spear.
(End of this chapter)