"Heaven Dou Royal Academy, Captain Imperial Fighting Team, Yu Tianheng. Level 39 Power Attack System, Martial Soul, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon."
"Imperial Fighting Team, deputy captain, Dugu Yan. Level 38 control system, Martial Soul, Jade Phosphorous Serpent."
"Shi Mo, level 37 defense system, Martial Soul, Black Tortoise."
"Shi Mo, level 36 defense system, Martial Soul is the same as above."
"Yu Feng, level 36 agility attack system, Martial Soul, Wind Bell Bird."
"Osler, level 36 agility attack system, Martial Soul, Ghost Leopard."
"Ye Lingling, level 35 auxiliary system, Martial Soul, Nine Heart Begonia."
The seven people have been named and Soul Ring is released.
All standard configuration Soul Ring.
All eyes turned to the other side.
"Zhou Qiubai. Level 35 Power Attack System, Martial Soul..."
He paused and put the White Clothes Sword sheath on his waist.
"White Clothes Sword."
The whole place was in an uproar.
"Not even Soul Ring?"
"It's so crazy!"
"Is this looking down on Imperial Fighting Team?"
Yu Tianheng's eyes condensed.
Yang Guyun then stepped forward, Returnless Spear paused, there was a soft "dang" sound, and several fine lines cracked on the green granite ground.
"Yang Guyun. Forty-level two Power Attack System, Martial Soul..."
"Returnless Spear."
Sure enough, it is Mutated Martial Soul from Soul Breaking Spear.
Yu Tianheng thought.
Although it is a mutation, it definitely still has the characteristics of Soul Breaking Spear, which should not be underestimated.
Just like his aunt Liu Erlong, Martial Soul has mutated but also has different characteristics.
Except his uncle.
But just like before, there is no Soul Ring and no more explanation.
Yu Feng sneered, "It's just a mystery."
Osler also sneered, "I'll see how you cry later."
The referee glanced at both sides, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "Both sides, prepare!"
"The game begins!"
The moment the last word fell, Dugu Yan moved.
She raised her hands, and the first and second rings lit up at the same time.
"Jade Phosphorous Red Poison! Jade Phosphorous Blue Poison!"
Red and blue poisonous mist spurted out from her palms and quickly spread to the entire venue.
Red Poison stimulates the nerves, Blue Poison paralyzes the body.
This is her signature move, sealing the battlefield with poisonous mist to create opportunities for her teammates.
Almost at the same time, Shi Mo and Shi Mo rushed forward at the same time, and the shadow of Black Tortoise appeared behind them, blocking Yu Tianheng and Dugu Yan.
Yu Feng flapped its wings and soared into the sky.
Osler's figure swayed and turned into a black shadow, approaching Zhou Qiubai from the side.
Ye Lingling stood quietly on the spot, with the shadow of Nine Heart Begonia blooming above her head, and the white petals were shining like rain.
And Yu Tianheng...
"First Soul Skill, Thunder Dragon Claw!"
His right hand suddenly Dragon Transformation, turning into a giant claw covered with blue dragon scales, the tip of the claw flashing with electric light.
He took a step forward, the ground cracked open, and he rushed out like a cannonball, heading straight towards Yang Guyun.
Imperial Fighting Team's tactics are clear and clear, Dugu Yan controls the field first, Shi Mo Shi Mo is responsible for defense, Yu Feng Osler disturbs the enemy, Yu Tianheng mainly attacks, and Ye Lingling assists.
The cooperation of seven people is perfect.
The poisonous fog quickly spread to the center of the venue.
However, Zhou Qiubai and Yang Guyun remained untouched.
Zhou Qiubai didn't move until there were only three feet of poisonous mist left.
Not retreating, but moving forward.
White Clothes is like electricity, and the sword light is like a rainbow.
The starting position of Qiuming Eighteen Styles.
When the sword light rises, it gently brushes against the face, leaving no trace.
But at the moment when this seemingly light sword penetrated the poisonous mist...
"Tsk--"
The poisonous mist was torn apart from it.
The tip of the sword drew a mysterious trajectory in the poisonous mist, and the sword energy formed a ring, pulling the red and blue poisons apart to both sides.
Like encountering a nemesis, the poisonous mist automatically avoided and made way for a passage in front of Zhou Qiubai.
Dugu Yan's pupils shrank suddenly. "How is that possible?"
Her Jade Phosphorous Serpent Poison, even Soul Ancestor didn't dare to take it hard, this person actually used a sword to do it...
Zhou Qiubai has passed through the poisonous fog, and White Clothes is not contaminated by dust.
His eyes no longer stayed on Dugu Yan, but fell on Yu Tianheng who was confronting Yang Guyun.
"Gu Yun." He said softly.
Yang Guyun Understood in an instant.
Returnless Spear moved.
The gun body swept across, carrying the momentum of breaking mountains and cracking rocks, facing Thunder Dragon Claw of Yu Tianheng.
Dang--
The claws and guns intersected, and the lightning exploded.
Yu Tianheng felt a terrifying penetrating force coming from the gun body, passing through the dragon's scales and penetrating straight to the bones.
He groaned and took three steps back, his eyes filled with horror.
The power of this shot far exceeded his expectation.
Yang Guyun was also knocked back two steps, but the gun turned around and the second shot had arrived.
No Return Spear Technique first type, Go Without Return.
There is no turning back when a gun is fired, and there is no forward movement.
Yu Tianheng gritted his teeth, Second Soul Ring lit up. "Thunderbolt!"
Countless thunder snakes erupted from his body, turning into thousands of lightning bolts, shooting out in all directions.
This is a range attack, pushing back nearby enemies.
But Yang Guyun will not retreat.
He took a step forward, Returnless Spear thrust straight, and found a small gap in the sky full of thunder arrows, and the spear tip pierced Yu Tianheng's throat.
Yu Tianheng retreats quickly, Dragon Claw blocks.
clang clang clang clang!
In just three breaths, the two of them had exchanged more than ten moves.
The shadows of guns and claws intertwined, and the thunder and black light collided, exploding into clouds of sparks.
The whole place was silent, everyone was stunned.
That's Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, the top Beast Martial Soul.
Now I'm being beaten down by a Soul Ancestor with a gun?
Is it possible that the difference between one Soul Ring is greater than the difference between two or three levels of Soul Power?
But Yu Tianheng doesn't think so.
Because of this shooting technique...
It's so weird.
Every shot goes straight to the vital point, every move abandons defense, it is a completely life-threatening style of play.
"That gun is weird!" Yu Feng saw it clearly from the air, "His gun can penetrate the captain's dragon scales!"
Osler had circled behind Zhou Qiubai, and Ghost Leopard Martial Soul Possession turned his hands into sharp claws and silently pounced on Zhou Qiubai's back.
But as soon as he stretched out his claws, a sword light was already waiting there, as if he had already known that he would attack from this angle.
The sword light was like a shooting star, pointing towards Osler's wrist.
Osler was shocked and hurriedly retreated, but the sword light was faster.
The tip of the sword lightly scratched his wrist, leaving a trail of blood.
Not deep, but painful enough.
"You..." Osler was shocked and angry.
Zhou Qiubai ignored him and turned to look into the air.
Yu Feng is swooping down, its wings are like knives, and the third Soul Ring lights up.
"Wind Rises Clouds Surge!"
The strong wind turned into sharp blades and poured down like heavy rain.
Zhou Qiubai raises his sword.
The sword bent and whipped into the air like a whip.
It's not about resisting forcefully, it's about "leading".
The tip of the sword is lightly pointed in Wind Blade, and each sword is pointed at the weakest point of Wind Blade.
Dozens of Wind Blade were deflected by him one by one, passing by without hitting any of them.
Yu Feng's pupils shrank. "What kind of swordsmanship is this?"
In the stands, Qin Ming stood up suddenly and stared at the figure of White Clothes in the field, his eyes full of shock.
"It's not swordsmanship..." he murmured, "He can hear the weaknesses of his opponent Soul Skill. Every sword hits the node. What kind of combat intuition and..."
He suddenly remembered the battle report he saw three days ago.
On the field, the situation of the battle has changed.
Shi Mo Shi Mo Seeing that Yu Tianheng was suppressed, he rushed forward quickly.
Two people, Martial Soul Possession, had tortoise-shell shadows appearing behind them, and the third one, Soul Ring, lit up.
"Black Tortoise Barrier!"