Blue Silver Tyrant Spear VS Soul Breaking Spear!

Yang Wudi is a very focused person.

He focused on the gun.

There was nothing else besides the gun.

His aura and mentality are also very strong; no opponent can affect his mindset when firing a shot.

But the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear is different!

Yang Wudi had never seen anything so wonderful.

In his eyes,

The Blue Silver Tyrant Spear is simply an absolute beauty!

His Soul Breaking Spear is like an old, faded, and haggard woman.

The contrast is cruel and exaggerated.

"Ah!"

"Who is it? Who is it?!"

"Go find it quickly!"

Yang Wudi stood at his doorstep, feeling both angry and resentful.

Don't let him find the owner of that gun!

Otherwise, he would definitely beg him to take a closer look, and preferably even get a feel for it.

"Uncle, I have successfully completed the mission. The tactics have been finalized. We will depart at noon three days from now."

Tang San returned to Yin Chuan to report back.

"You did a good job, Xiao San."

Yin Chuan praised him with satisfaction.

Tang San's face immediately melted with a smile.

His Uncle praised him, he's so happy!

"By the way, I've secured some investment for you. This is Rongrong's father, Sect Master Sect Master Ning of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect."

"He plans to invest in the Tang Sect. You two can discuss the details."

Yin Chuan introduced Ning Fengzhi to Tang San.

"Young man, let's have a chat."

Ning Fengzhi smiled and nodded to Tang San.

Etc!

Tang San's expression changed.

Ning Fengzhi seems to be Ning Rongrong's father!

It seems like Ning Rongrong has feelings for her Uncle!

Could this be... the money my Uncle received for selling himself into servitude?!

"Uncle!"

Tang San immediately became anxious.

It's no wonder Tang San had such thoughts, because his Uncle had been so good to him.

If someone told him that his Uncle had sold himself to raise money for his Tang Sect's investment, Tang San would never doubt it.

Compared to the Tang Sect,

Tang San wanted his Uncle to be happy!

If his Uncle didn't like Ning Rongrong, Tang San would be willing to die for Ning Rongrong sake.

His Uncle was so good to him.

He even sacrificed his Uncle's happiness; he's a beast!

"Normal investment."

Yin Chuan's lips twitched.

Tang San's eyes are really filthy.

Is he the kind of person who has no principles?

Moreover, Ning Rongrong is good in every way, so he won't be at a disadvantage.

If they could form a marriage alliance with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Di Tian would greatly approve of his plan. The only thing Yin Chuan cared about was that Ning Rongrong was too young.

"Normal investment?"

"Good."

Tang San always followed his Uncle's lead. Although he had some doubts, he still unconditionally believed his Uncle's words.

"Sect Master Ning, please come with me."

He took Ning Fengzhi to another side for a private chat.

Ning Rongrong seized the opportunity to fawn over Yinchuan, bringing out all the nice things she had just bought on the street and presenting them to Yin Chuan like treasures.

"Rongrong!"

Sword Douluo's heart is aching.

His precious little darling, whom he cherishes dearly!

She actually stooped so low to fawn over a man!

What?

That man is from Yin Chuan, so there's no problem.

Yin Chuan wasn't interested in Ning Rongrong and the other little darlings; he was more concerned about the challenge three days later.

He had originally planned to go today.

But since Tang San had already set the date for his formal tactical deployment three days later, he wouldn't embarrass his own nephew.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye.

When Yin Chuan and his companions arrived at the Breaking Clan, they were all startled to see Yang Wudi at the entrance.

At this moment, Yang Wudi looked haggard, with bloodshot eyes, dark circles under his eyes, and messy hair and beard. His anxiety was almost impossible to hide.

"He's been standing here for three days."

"Keep your eyes on this direction."

A child who was watching the spectacle explained the situation to the group from Yin Chuan.

"Standed there for three days?"

The group from Yin Chuan were all a bit numb.

Doesn't that mean,

Yang Wudi has been standing here ever since he received the challenge.

"No way?"

Tang San was startled.

Could it be that I messed things up and angered the other party, which is why they've been waiting until now?

Tang San glanced at the hole in the plaque of the Breaking Clan.

He immediately realized that his shot had hit someone's signboard and might have angered them.

Tang San panicked immediately.

His Uncle trusts him so much; if he messes things up, how will he explain it to his Uncle?

"The Blue Silver Family of Yin Chuan has come to seek your guidance!"

Yin Chuan immediately displayed his disguised Soul Ring and Blue Silver Tyrant Spear.

Yang Wudi has been waiting for him for three days.

He can't afford to dawdle.

Even dawdling for a second longer is disrespectful to one's own conscience.

"It's you!!!"

Yang Wudi, who was originally very haggard and anxious, suddenly had an intensely burning light in his eyes after seeing the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear.

They rushed to Yin Chuan in an instant.

He stared intently at the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear, not even blinking.

That's right!

This is the gun!

Although it's longer, thicker, and heavier than it was three days ago, the style is the same.

"It's me. My nephew came to deliver the tactics three days ago. Is there a problem, Senior Yang?"

Yin Chuan felt extremely uncomfortable.

Yang Wudi's gaze was simply too intense.

The way those women looked at him...

"Something's wrong!"

"Of course there's a problem!"

Yang Wudi had a loud voice and was staring intently at the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear.

He originally thought that the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear from three days ago was perfect enough.

I didn't expect there to be such an expert!

Compared to Tang San's staff,

Yin Chuan's Blue Silver Tyrant Spear was even more perfect, possessing an aura of kingly dominance that made him want to bow down in worship!

"There's no need to compete anymore. I've lost, utterly lost."

"The name of the Breaking Clan is yours."

"But I have one request: to stay by your side and carry your gun!"

Yang Wudi's gaze was intense.

Upon hearing this,

Ning Fengzhi and Sword Douluo exchanged glances, both seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

So you've already subdued a Soul Douluo?

Yang Wudi's attack power is definitely among the best in Soul Douluo!

"Forehead..."

"All right."

Yin Chuan remained silent.

Are you trying to carry a gun?

I'm too embarrassed to call you out!

It's obvious they're coming for their Blue Silver Tyrant Spear!

"Waaaaah..."

"Ha ha ha ha!!"

After obtaining permission from Yin Chuan, Yang Wudi picked up the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear, crying and laughing, looking completely insane.

Seeing this, Xiao Wu and Ning Rongrong quickly took a few steps back.

Tang San and his companions were also surprised.

"I was wrong!"

"Completely wrong."

"That's not how I handle guns. I used to think I had perfected the art of gunplay, that I was flawless."

"But when I saw this gun, I realized how ridiculous I had been!"

"My gun isn't long enough!"

"Not thick enough!"

"Not heavy enough!"

Yang Wudi listed his shortcomings, then looked at the Blue Silver Tyrant Spear, his gaze turning into an almost fanatical faith.

"What a thick, long, and heavy gun!"

"Even the most top-tier defensive Soul Master would be as fragile as paper in the face of this spear's extreme attack power!"

"This is the ultimate attack!"

"What's the name of this gun?"