Is Xing Yan weak? Definitely not weak.
But he underestimated Wang Qiu'er, thinking that he would be able to sit back and relax after one successful shot.
Of course, even if he is not careless, he is still no match for Wang Qiu'er.
"Freedom Gate wins."
The protective cover opened, and a tall figure jumped up from the waiting area to the competition stage like lightning. He came to Xing Yan in a few seconds and picked him up. Xing Yan was hit by Wang Qiu'er with a shot, breaking his tendons and fractures. Fortunately, he had an amazing physique, otherwise he might have suffered sequelae.
After a short time, the young man Heaven Dragon Sect who came on stage hugged Xing Yan, and then came back to the competition stage.
This is a taller young man, nearly two meters tall, and his tall figure can almost fit him in. She also has short hair like a steel needle, but it is dark blue. The team uniform on his body had no sleeves, revealing two thick arms that looked like they were made of granite. His whole body exuded a terrifying and powerful aura.
It was Yu Tianlong who Ji Lin met once in Dragon City, and it was also the guy Nan Qiu Qiu wanted to beat up.
Although Nan Qiu Qiu has no chance, Wang Qiu'er can do it for you.
"Are you True Dragon Martial Soul too?" Standing in front of Wang Qiu'er, Yu Tianlong finally understood why Xing Yan behaved so poorly. Even he was in Wang Qiu'er felt a sense of oppression originating from the depths of his blood. No wonder Xing Yan was crushed from all directions. It turned out to be High-Rank Martial Soul's suppression of Low-Rank Martial Soul.
"What's going on?" Wang Qiu'er said calmly.
"Very good." Yu Tianlong didn't say anything more. He walked directly to the center of the stage and signaled to the referee that he was Heaven Dragon Sect's second opponent.
Off stage, rest area.
"Qiu'er, teach this Smug Dragon a lesson and beat him until his nose is bruised and his face is swollen." Nan Qiu Qiu waved his fists excitedly, with a look of anticipation on his face.
It's a pity that Wang Qiu'er on the stage can't hear her cheering sound.
When Heaven Dragon Sect's disciples heard someone shouting, they all looked over angrily, and then their expressions froze.
oh! It's Nan Qiu Qiu! That's okay.
Nan Qiu Qiu and Earth Dragon Sect disciples have always been defeated by Yu Tianlong before. They have never won once. They yelled a few words, but Heaven Dragon Sect disciples pretended not to hear them. Except for Yu Tianlong, this Dragon City's Little Demoness they can't afford to offend!
"Heaven Dragon Sect, Yu Tianlong."
"Freedom Gate, Wang Qiu'er."
"The game begins."
With Indestructible Douluo giving the order. The second game of the individual elimination rounds between Freedom Gate and Heaven Dragon Sect has officially begun.
Wang Qiu'er had her head slightly lowered, but when she heard the words "game start", brilliant golden light burst out from her body in an instant. A layer of fine golden dragon scales quickly covered her whole body except her face, and the brilliant golden light illuminated half of the competition venue.
Moreover, her long hair changed color at an alarming speed, as if a layer of golden liquid flowed out from the roots and spread to the tips.
Wang Qiu'er showed a strong momentum as soon as he came up, making Yu Tianlong and Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Martial Soul tremble a little.
Yu Tianlong didn't rush forward. He took a deep breath suddenly, and his chest suddenly swelled a bit. The harsh sound of thunder and thunder burst out from his body. Blue-purple dragon scales started to grow from his right arm and quickly spread all over his body. Soon, his body seemed to have grown one size larger.
Yu Tianlong's figure has grown to two and a half meters tall, and his shoulders are over one and a half meters wide. The scales on his terrifying and majestic arms are the thickest. Waves of blue-purple lightning swirled around him, making him look like a humanoid monster, and even his eyes turned blue-purple.
In the dazzling blue-purple light, two yellows, two purples, and two blacks, six Soul Rings rose from under their feet, sparkling with lightning, making the competition stage over there covered with a layer of blue-purple light swirling with electric snakes.
Gold and blue-purple are both very dazzling colors. Before the two sides officially start fighting, they have already further aroused the emotions of the audience.
Wang Qiu'er was carrying Golden Dragon Spear, and an illusory golden dragon loomed behind her. The loud roar of the dragon resounded throughout the audience. The distant sound shocked the whole world and caused the surrounding Soul Tool Shield to fluctuate violently. From her body, a strong golden light mist rose rapidly, along with six Soul Rings on her body: one yellow, two purple, and three black.
After all, Yu Tianlong moved first. Wang Qiu'er's rising terrifying momentum oppressed him and he couldn't move. He was also afraid that Wang Qiu'er's momentum would reach its peak and explode with a thunderous strike that he couldn't bear!
Yu Tianlong's thick arms suddenly tightened, and the blue dragon claws were clenched. The thunder and lightning light surrounding the body seemed to shrink in an instant.
Rubbing his hands in front of him, a blue-purple thunder ball took shape instantly. Yu Tianlong took a big step with his left foot and made a throwing motion.
He held the thunder ball in his right hand. In an instant, one, two, three, and three Soul Rings on his body shone brightly at the same time. Thousands of thunder and lightning burst out from his body, all condensing towards the thunder ball in his hand.
Wang Dong'er in the audience was surprised. "Hey! What a strong control. I'm afraid this is not much worse than senior Bei Bei's ability to control lightning!"
You must know that thunder and lightning are the most violent and unstable among various elements. Controlling thunder and lightning is much more difficult than controlling other elements.
In the process of the thousands of electric snakes condensing, the thunder ball in Yu Tianlong's hand also began to change color. The blue-purple became darker and darker. After just a few seconds, it turned into black, as if it could swallow everything. Around the black ball of light, there was a faint dark purple electric light.
Because the bloodline and Martial Soul were suppressed, Yu Tianlong used all his strength and used his strongest lightning control power.
Even with Soul Tool Shield blocking it, such tyrannical thunder and lightning fluctuations still give people an extremely terrifying feeling. It takes so much power to compress the thunder and lightning into black!
Yu Tianlong's raised arm suddenly swung forward, and the black thunder ball instantly turned into an illusory light and flew towards Wang Qiu'er.
Wang Qiu'er The shadow of the golden dragon behind her sank into her body from behind. Her eyes had completely turned golden, and there was even a faint golden halo overflowing from the corners of her eyes.
As soon as her toes touched the ground, her body was already shot out. Facing the dark thunder ball, she didn't even have the slightest intention to dodge, and just charged forward.
The intense golden light bursting out from her body quickly converged towards her right hand. When her palm was raised, it was already as bright as golden crystal.
"Boom——"
Facing Yu Tianlong's thunderball, Wang Qiu'er punched it with an extremely domineering punch. A golden halo condensed on the white jade-like pink fist, and Form Essence's slender body contained earth-shaking power.
The violent roar darkened the entire competition stage, and the black thunderball exploded instantly, suddenly increasing in size a hundred times, turning into a huge black power grid, covering Wang Qiu'er's body.
The dark electric light seemed to tear Wang Qiu'er's body into pieces. It was filled with terror, and dark purple snakes of electricity flew in all directions.
"Boom -" another roar followed, and a large hole was blasted out of the newly formed power grid. Wang Qiu'er's toes were a little on the ground, and the lower limit of the steel plate. Her people also jumped out like arrows, rushing straight towards Yu Tianlong with an indomitable momentum.
How is it possible? Yu Tianlong's eyes were filled with shock. He never expected that his Thunder Prison would be broken so quickly.
No one had ever destroyed his Thunder Prison head-on, let alone the Soul Emperor of the same level. The power of Wang Qiu'er was beyond his expectation.
The powerful force of Wang Qiu'er blasted through the compressed Thunder Prison of Yu Tianlong. Although she rushed out with black electric lights on her body, those electric lights could not penetrate into her Golden Dragon scales without breaking the defense.
Without thinking too much, Yu Tianlong also moved, with the same deafening roar of a dragon. His body surged again, and the blue-purple scales on his body were thick and bulging, with sharp edges.
As soon as he raised his right hand, a lightning dragon claw grabbed Wang Qiu'er.
Wang Qiu'er also raised her right hand, and Golden Dragon Spear turned into a golden light and appeared in her grasp. She swung the spear horizontally, and the black thunder and lightning remnants on her body were immediately guided to the tip of the spear, and then thrown aside.
Although the black lightning on her body cannot enter her body, it will still have a certain impact on her.
Therefore, Yu Tianlong and Thunder Prison are not completely useless.
When Yu Tianlong realized this, the Thunder Dragon Claw he sent had been smashed and disintegrated by Wang Qiu'er's Golden Dragon Spear, and the two were finally about to collide head-on.
Pointing the spear forward, it went straight towards Yu Tianlong and stabbed him in the chest.
Yu Tianlong is also powerful. Like Wang Qiu'er, he is best at close combat.
The dragon claw of his right hand grabbed Golden Dragon Spear directly, and at the same time, his stature was shortened, his shoulders slumped and he bumped forward.
Wang Qiu'er How could he let him catch his dragon spear? Golden Dragon Spear pulled it back and dragged it behind him. At the same time, Golden Dragon Head made a fist with his left hand and punched Yu Tianlong on the shoulder.
The sound of the fist wind breaking through the air was covered up by the loud roar of the dragon.
After Yu Tianlong's body expanded, he became as tall as a mountain, while Wang Qiu'er, although slender, still looked very petite in front of his expanded body.
The two bodies were completely out of proportion. In the eyes of the audience outside the venue, this was like an egg against a stone. Such a head-on collision made the audience hold their breath.
However, the next moment, deafening cheers broke out again.
Wang Qiu'er's left fist hit Yu Tianlong's shoulder. Before Yu Tianlong could even react, he felt a terrifying force coming from him. He, who had always been very proud of his own strength, was knocked upside down by Wang Qiu'er's punch. His huge body hit Soul Tool Shield not far away.
However, Wang Qiu'er did not completely gain the upper hand. The lightning surrounding Yu Tianlong was extremely strong. Under this punch, her left hand was stained with large blue-purple lightning, making her left arm feel slightly paralyzed.
Her power must be too strong, Yu Tianlong felt horrified at this moment.
In the past, he relied on the powerful physical strength given by Dragon Martial Soul to bully others, but he never expected that one day he would be blasted with a power hammer by a girl.
However, losing the force does not mean losing the game.
As his body bounced back, Yu Tianlong spread his arms and looked up to the sky with a roar. The fourth Soul Ring on his body shone. Suddenly, a huge blue-purple dragon head that was two meters high and almost completely peeled off from his body went straight towards Wang Qiu'er to bombard him.
The volume of this dragon head has exceeded five cubic meters. In the blue-purple electric light, the dragon's whiskers, eyes, and horns are all lifelike.
Being able to use Thunder Dragon Head to this extent also means that Yu Tianlong is not far from the cultivation level of Seven-Ring Soul Sage.
Wang Qiu'er's left hand was temporarily paralyzed. At the same time, the first, second, and third Soul Ring on her body also lit up at the same time.
The first Soul Skill: Golden Dragon Body, the second Soul Skill: Dragon's Strength, the third Soul Skill, Golden Dragon Fist.
Her delicate body suddenly became more slender, and a dragon head appeared again on her right fist, a golden dragon head. Compared with the Thunder Dragon Head issued by Yu Tianlong, the Golden Dragon head on her fist was much smaller. Compared with the hasty punch she had just made, it was more solid. It looked like it was really carved from gold.
Yu Tianlong's lightning control ability is very strong, Wang Qiu'er's Soul Skill control ability is also very strong, and it is not difficult for her to compress Soul Skill.
Move forward, punch.
Wang Qiu'er's actions are always so simple and direct.
Two loud dragon roars, one clear and one deep, sounded on the competition stage one after another.
The golden dragon head collided head-on with the blue-purple dragon head.
Wang Qiu'er and Yu Tianlong also looked at each other across the two dragon heads.
Yu Tianlong was suddenly surprised to see that the pupils in Wang Qiu'er's eyes suddenly turned into two thin lines, vertical pupils!
The dragon's eyes are vertical pupils. But both Yu Tianlong and Wang Qiu'er are both human soul masters. Yu Tianlong has already become quite powerful in controlling Martial Soul, but there is no way he can train his eyes to the same level as Martial Soul.
For the soul master, when he performs Martial Soul, the closer his changes are to Martial Soul himself, the stronger Martial Soul's ability will be. At this time, the changes on Wang Qiu'er are undoubtedly reminding him that in terms of Martial Soul's fusion degree, Wang Qiu'er is higher than him.
Although the two dazzling lights are one large and one small. But the small one looks much more solid. Although the big Thunder Dragon Head is almost ready to be swallowed by a whale, Wang Qiu'er is standing there as solid as a rock.
"Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom..." In a series of roars, Yu Tianlong's back hit Soul Tool Shield again.
In the center of the collision between the two, a piece of Elemental Storm suddenly erupted, forming a large crater about ten meters in diameter on the ground. This shows how intense the collision of power between the two of them was in the previous blow.
Wang Qiu'er's attack did not stop. With his right hand forward, Golden Dragon Spear swung forward like lightning, chasing after Yu Tianlong and stabbing him. The three-foot spear light burst out instantly, just enough to stab Yu Tianlong in front of him.
Yu Tianlong was shocked. He asked himself that he was already very good at and loved attacking, but in the fight with Wang Qiu'er, both his momentum and desire to attack seemed to be significantly weaker than his opponent.