Chapter 31 Encountering the mysterious Titled Douluo in the misty forest!
After leaving Tianshui College, Yang Potian chose to cross the misty forest in order to reach Tiandou City as quickly as possible.
The Misty Forest is shrouded in thick fog all year round, causing ordinary people to dare not enter the Misty Forest at all.
A few years ago, there was a rumor that a Soul Douluo and three Soul Saints went in to explore, but failed to get out in the end.
This later attracted the attention of the Spirit Hall, which sent out its two generals, Yueguan and Guimei, to explore.
The two of them used their martial spirit bodies to charge into the misty forest. After exploring it thoroughly, they did not find anything special.
However, many skeletons and corpses of soul masters were found.
Afterwards, the Spirit Hall announced the news, and from then on no one dared to enter the Misty Forest, not even ordinary Soul Douluo dared to go in.
After all, it is not easy for them to cultivate to the Soul Douluo level. If they die in it, there will be no regrets.
However, Yang Potian did not have such worries.
Although the Misty Forest is dangerous, Yueguan and Guimei, both at level 95, are fine, so he is confident that he can cross it.
"Phew~!"
Yang Potian's figure quickly passed through the thick fog and entered the forest. He saw that the forest was extremely desolate, with withered leaves and branches all over the ground.
After sensing for a while, I found that there was no danger, so I determined the direction and continued to move forward.
Half an hour later, Yang Potian passed through the withered woods and seemed to have entered the interior. The surrounding environment began to become dreamy.
The ground was covered with glowing blue silver grass, and from time to time one or two rabbits would fly by, and there was light flowing on the trees.
These are just trees that have been cultivated for decades and are not to be feared. They have no attack power at all.
Go deeper.
An hour later Yang Potian stopped.
"There's actually a vegetable garden here! There's a smell of fireworks, and there are humans living here."
Yang Potian raised his foot and looked at a vegetable that he had crushed.
"Boy! You stepped on my vegetable patch!"
Suddenly, a deep voice appeared behind Yang Potian. Yang Potian's hair stood on end and without thinking much, he struck back with all his strength.
"boom!!"
The two huge fists collided with each other, and Yang Potian was directly knocked back seven or eight steps by the force, while the person taking a photo opposite only retreated two steps.
"What a powerful force! This person's strength is several times stronger than Uncle Titan!" Yang Potian was secretly shocked, his sharp eyes fixed on the black shadow in the thick fog.
"You stepped on my vegetable patch, not only did you not say anything, you even started a fight first, didn't you?"
The black shadow's tone seemed a little unhappy, and he slowly walked out of the thick fog.
The man looked to be about fifty or sixty years old. There was a knife scar on his face, his hair and beard were messy and unkempt, his skin was a little dark yellow, and he was two meters tall.
His muscles bulged like a humanoid beast, and he was wearing some old and damaged dark gold armor.
Although he looked a little embarrassed, his piercing eyes were particularly aggressive.
“Who are you, senior? I was just too nervous just now.” Yang Potian bowed and saluted, not daring to underestimate the middle-aged man in front of him.
He took whale glue to enhance his physical fitness.
This person just caught his full-strength punch with one hand and was only forced to retreat two steps.
This person's cultivation level is at least level 95 Titled Douluo. His martial soul is either defensive, or a weapon soul master who relies on strength, or he may have a top-level beast martial soul.
Otherwise it would be impossible to have such a powerful force.
He felt that the man was not serious just now.
And the man just now didn't seem to have any ill intentions, he was just too nervous.
"Who am I? Boy, you don't deserve to know my name. I just want to teach you a lesson." The man moved his wrist with an unhappy look.
Yang Potian's face darkened when he heard this. Didn't I just step on one of your vegetables? Why would you fight with me?
“Looks like we’re about to have a fight.” Yang Potian’s eyes were stern. He summoned the Blood-colored Soul-Breaking Spear with one hand and performed a gun flower in the air. He bent his legs slightly to ensure that he could explode at any time like a spring, and held the spear behind his back.
The man was also stunned after seeing Yang Potian’s martial spirit.
Soul-breaking Gun!
This person is actually a member of the Pozhi clan. Well, let’s have some fun with him.
"Hahaha~ If your parents knew you wanted to fight me, they would definitely tell you that you are overestimating yourself. It's been a while since anyone has said they want to fight me."
After seeing Yang Potian's martial spirit, the man was not afraid at all, but a little excited.
He just opened his big hand and a huge axe about two meters long appeared in his hand. The axe blade smashed heavily on the ground, penetrating three inches into the ground!
"Top-level martial spirit, Heaven Shaking Axe, it seems that he is a spirit master who follows the path of extreme strength like Tang Hao." Yang Potian glanced at him solemnly.
But since you have chosen to do it, just do it.
"First soul skill! The spear shoots out like a dragon!"
A dragon-shaped phantom hovered above the Soul-Breaking Spear, and the whole person turned into a streak of red light and rushed out, with the tip of the spear flashing a cold light.
"Your moves are different from those of the other members of the Po Yi clan. Interesting!"
Although the man looked nonchalant, he was always alert to the Soul-Breaking Spear in his heart because Yang Potian's speed was beyond his expectations.
boom! Sizzle! !
Sparks flashed as the spear tip and the axe blade collided, and the Blood-Red Soul-Breaking Spear bent into a bow at this moment.
"I can't push it. This force is really strong!"
He stood up and kicked the Soul-Breaking Spear. At that moment, the Soul-Breaking Spear exploded like a spring, with several times the force than before, picking out the tip of the spear.
This forced the man back.
The two sides collided again the next moment, with bursts of gun and axe shadows appearing. The speed of the two was equally matched, and Wuhun was almost smoking because of the two people's rotation.
This person, holding a two-meter-long axe, can keep up with him.
No one on the mainland has ever heard of this man's name, nor has anyone heard of anyone whose martial spirit is the Heaven Shaking Axe.
"Hahaha, that's great! You are much better than those rubbish before."
The man seemed to have discovered something interesting and began to increase the strength of his hands.
"Yang family spearmanship!"
Yang Potian used the family spear technique that was required of the Pozhi clan. He had already mastered this technique to perfection.
I am invincible in the world.
The two sides fought like this. Although the man had no skills, his excellent combat experience made Yang Potian very envious.
He always manages to respond in the shortest possible time and deal with all kinds of changes with the same attitude.
"Shake the mountain!"
Suddenly, the man roared and raised the axe above his head with both hands. The yellow-brown axe suddenly grew five meters in length, and the sharp edge flashed rapidly on the axe blade.
"Fuck, you can't afford to play, can you?"
"Three Soul-Breaking Shots!"
Yang Potian felt the ancient aura and he did not dare to be careless. He combined the three guns with his ultimate killing skills and fired one gun.
"boom!!!"
The spear tip and the axe blade collided with each other. This time, the Soul-Breaking Spear was not so flexible, but extremely hard and indestructible.
The collision between the thick yellow soul power and the bloody killing soul power became more and more terrifying.
The martial spirits of both of them were trembling. This was also a contest between top-level martial spirits.
(End of this chapter)