Chapter 39 It looks like two shots, but actually only one shot is needed!
"puff!!"
Yang Wudi, who was talking with Titan and others, almost choked to death after seeing Yang Potian's soul ring.
How did your eighth soul ring become 100,000 years old? Did you take medicine?
Yang Wudi's eyes flickered, he really couldn't understand what was going on.
“Old goat, you are so low-key. Yang Potian didn’t even tell us about his awesome spirit ring combination. Now even if Wuhundia wants to suppress you, he has to think twice.”
Titan's face was filled with excitement.
Hu Liena and Xie Yue, who had come to watch the fight, were stunned. Was this really someone from the same generation as them?
You can compete with Jian Douluo and his generation.
"It's too bullying. It's not fun at all."
"He is only three years older than us, how could he reach level 88 Contra? This doesn't make sense at all."
Yang Potian has many titles, including the youngest Soul Emperor on the continent, the most crazy young man on the continent, the number one person of the young generation, etc.
At this moment, Nordiara had no chance of winning at all. Even if Yue Guan hadn't left, he would have no chance of winning.
Such a high soul power, coupled with the Soul-Breaking Spear, a hundred thousand year soul ring, and a soul bone assistant, just as Dugu Bo said, a level 96 Titled Douluo cannot appear.
No one can suppress Yang Potian.
The situation was tense at this time.
The moment Nordiara saw the hundred thousand year soul ring, his legs were already shaking, and even his lips were trembling a little.
Is this the height that a Contra can reach?
Can't hit a bit.
"Yang Potian, I think there must be some misunderstanding between us just now. How about I go back and bring Sarath to you right away?"
"Nordira, are you kidding me? Do it!"
"If you can't defeat me within three moves, I will kill myself!"
Yang Potian performed a gun dance with the Soul-Breaking Spear, and the tip of the spear, which was emitting bursts of cold light, pointed directly at Nordiara.
Yang Potian will not let Nordiara go. He said he will strip all his feathers later.
Such domineering words caused countless people present to scream, including young girls and young women.
"This is too much! The seventh soul skill, the golden eagle's true form!"
Nordiara's Three Corpses was furious. After all, he was a level 87 Soul Douluo warrior, but Yang Potian looked down upon him.
You actually dream of defeating me within three moves!
"Cry~" A huge golden eagle appeared behind Nordiara, and the two instantly merged together, turning into a real soul beast.
The golden eagle, which was over sixty meters tall, flapped its wings and created a gust of wind.
"Eighth Soul Skill! Golden Feather Killing!"
As soon as Nordiara came up, he activated his most powerful soul skill. At the same time, the dark soul ring rose and vibrated rapidly. People watching the battle in the distance raised their hands to cover their eyes.
It must be said that Nordiara's momentum is still intimidating enough.
The next moment, a sky full of sharp golden feathers appeared in the air, surrounding Yang Potian tightly.
"A trivial trick! Destroy the soul's true body!"
Facing Nordiara's martial spirit avatar and the eighth soul skill, even someone as strong as a Titled Douluo might not need to use any skills to fight back.
The sharp soul-breaking spear was inserted into the ground, and an aura of pride suddenly burst out at this moment. The sharp edge seemed to pierce through the sky, and the momentum was like a rainbow, unstoppable.
“Boom!” A circle of blood-colored soul power spread out from under Yang Potian’s feet, and a seventy-meter-tall scarlet phantom holding a gun appeared behind Yang Potian.
The true identity of this phantom is Yang Potian himself.
Yang Potian's seventh soul ring came from the 68,000-year-old Earth Demon Bear. Although it did not produce any soul bones, it had a powerful effect. Bear and dragon soul beasts are the most suitable as the seventh soul ring. These soul beasts have high attack power and high defense, and are definitely the first choice for soul masters' seventh soul skills.
"Oh my god! This is so exciting~"
"Go back!"
"Yang Potian is too powerful, please protect yourself!"
“Is this the demeanor of the most insane youngster? With my invincible aura, I can crush my peers. I seem to have seen the scene where Yang Potian catches up with the veteran Titled Douluo.”
The deans of the Elemental Academy were all high-level Soul Saints, and they were all shocked when faced with the fluctuations in Yang Potian’s soul power.
Those who were close were directly thrown out, and some weak soul masters could not withstand this breath and had to stay away.
"I said if you can't defeat me within three moves, I will kill myself. Second soul skill, the gun suppresses the eight wastelands!"
Facing the golden feathers all over the sky, Yang Potian quickly waved the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand, and a series of unparalleled gun shadows appeared, making it difficult to tell which one was the real one.
"Hahaha~ Arrogant boy, you don't need a 100,000-year spirit ring. Are you going to use your second spirit skill to fight against my eighth spirit skill?" Seeing this, Nordiara suddenly felt that he was not without the possibility of winning.
However, the next moment, an unreasonable situation occurred again.
All the golden feathers shooting from the sky were blocked by the Soul-Breaking Spear, and no golden feather could enter Yang Potian's Six Directions.
"How can it be!?"
"This is my eighth soul skill!"
Nordiara, who was constantly displaying Golden Feather in the air, looked at this scene in disbelief. At this moment, he could not interrupt the release of the eighth soul skill, so he could only increase the output of soul power, hoping that Yang Potian could not keep up with his speed.
However, this scene is impossible to happen.
"You are already in a state of confusion, second shot!"
Yang Potian’s aura continued to rise, and at this moment, it surpassed the Titled Douluo, and his own attack power was greatly improved.
"Nordira lost. I can't block the second shot." Dugu Bo outside the court shook his head helplessly.
His eyes were determined. The moment he felt Yang Potian's momentum rising, he knew that Nordiara could not be his opponent.
The Soul-Breaking Spear martial spirit is too abnormal. Once suppressed, it is extremely difficult to make a comeback.
"Fifth Soul Skill! Break!"
Yang Potian used the "Po" character of the Po clan. The word "Po" appeared behind Yang Potian, emitting endless pressure. The sharp aura scraped on everyone's faces and caused pain.
Yang Potian's legs exploded and he rose up from the ground, causing the ground to crack. He actually faced the killing force of the golden feathers in the sky and went upstream.
The blood-red light scattered the surrounding feathers.
Nordiara's pupils in the air suddenly shrank, his heart beat rapidly and his adrenaline surged. The edge of the destructive gun was approaching at a very fast speed.
"Don't let anyone get close to you. If they do, you're done for."
At the critical moment, Nordiara forced himself to calm down, interrupted the release of his eighth soul skill, and began to flap his wings quickly, trying to avoid the shot.
However, it is not so easy to escape once being locked by Yang Potian.
"Pfft~!!"
This is the sound of the gun tip piercing flesh.
Nordiara's sideways body was suspended in the air, and the Soul-Breaking Spear did not go straight into his chest, but instead passed through his chest.
The characteristics of the Soul-Breaking Spear were dissolving the soul power in his body, and scarlet blood was dripping continuously.
(End of this chapter)