Douluo: Era Of The Dragon Emperor
Chapter 713: The Bleak Tang 3
“Lu Yuan, do you dare to fight?” Tang San raised the Clear Sky Hammer with his left hand, exuding a powerful fighting spirit.
When the blue silver grass grew in his hands, his mentality was cautious.When he looked at Lu Yuan, he drew some distance and hid behind his teammates, and then quietly unleashed a sneak attack of skill.
When he held the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand, his heart was enraged by the feeling of war, and that powerful strength made him want to rush out and fight Lu Yuan for hundreds of rounds.
This is the impact of different martial arts on the mentality of society.
For example, Lu Yuan, the Golden Dragon Martial Spirit bloodline had a tremendous influence on him, not only had his personality become more arrogant, but his mentality had also changed slightly, and he was not even interested in seeing the weak.
But he doesn't have this mentality at all.
"It seems you are very confident. Do you rely on your five spirit rings with a minimum of 12,000 years and a maximum of 25,000 years?"
"The twin spirit fell into your hands, what a waste."
"The average twin spirit teacher who has yet to reach the level titled Douluo, came to attach a spirit ring to his second spirit. The worst spirit beast that had to chase over 50,000 years, the best was 100,000. Year level. "
"And you just picked out five such low-tier spirit rings in a hurry, completely holding back the boundless potential of the twin spirits. You don't even feel satisfied. You really laughed out of my big teeth. That's your teacher. Teaching You? "
"Oh, that's right. With his twenty-ninth level of strength, perhaps he thought that the ten thousand-year-old spirit ring was great. After all, his strength was poor and his eyesight was low, so he couldn't ask too much, right?"
Lu Yuan curled his lips and said casually.
Hearing Lu Yuan's words, Tang San suddenly stagnated. He had originally thought that he had unleashed the spirit of the Clear Sky Hammer, and his ratio of the Clear Sky Hammer to the entire ten thousand year spirit ring was enough to shock Lu Yuan.
But he did not expect that not only was Lu Yuan not surprised at all, he also ridiculed him directly, and said it was so reasonable that he could not even refute it.
And Yu Xiaogang under the ring also looked ugly, and Lu Yuan actually slapped his face as he spoke.
His hope for Tang San was originally a ten thousand year match, so when Tang San's fourth spirit ring absorbed the ten thousand year spirit ring, he chose to cultivate the Clear Sky Hammer spirit. After considering it for a long time, he agreed, however, even if his age was low. It was a little, but it was also a ten thousand year old soul beast.
Adding nine ten thousand years together, it was also an extremely frightening strength.
But when Lu Yuan said that today, he really blushed.
The same twin martial soul, Lu Yuan chased after the spirit ring for at least 50,000 years, or even a hundred thousand years, but the disciple he taught was only a 10,000 to 20,000 year spirit ring. This gap is clearly revealed. .
One focused on the present, while the other focused on the true potential of the twin martial souls, and both were not on the same level.
"Cut, I think it's so incredible, two squinty-eyed people." Ning Rongrong could not hold back his lips while waiting in the war zone, and said with disdain.
At first, he was a little surprised by Tang San's twin martial arts spirit matching with Quan Wannian's spirit ring. After all, this seemed to be quite bluffing.
But after listening to Lu Yuan's explanation, his shock turned to humiliation. Tang San had completely wasted the twin spirits. That ten thousand year spirit ring is great?
Together, a five or six ten thousand year spirit ring could not make a hundred thousand year spirit ring.
Quality gaps are difficult to fill in quantity.
"Tang San was by no means Xiao Yuan's one-on-one enemy, not to mention that his five spirit rings were ten to twenty thousand years old, not to mention his five spirit rings, even if these five rings were all over fifty thousand years old, they matched Xiao Yuan's spirit ring. In comparison, there is nothing. ”Qian Renxue spoke softly and said lightly.
“Really, does Xiaoyuan spirit ring fit that high?” Ning Rongrong was suddenly intrigued when he heard Qian Renxue's words.
"You'll know in a minute. Xiaoyuan had to let go of his martial spirit for a bit. If that happens, it will definitely surprise the audience."
“Really, then I really can't wait to see that sight.” Ning Rongrong smiled sweetly.
Listening to Lu Yuan's words, the entire audience also recovered from the shock, and their faces could not help but mock and regret.
It was the master who laughed at him, but it was Tang Sanlah's talent who regretted that twin spirits, a rare talent in a century, were so useless.
“Under the crown of the pope, is what Dianzhu Lu says right or wrong?” Ning Fengzhi looked at Bibidong and asked in front of the door of the Pope's Palace.
After all, Auntie Dong was the only person in the world known to successfully cultivate twin martial arts, so her words were more convincing than Lu Yuan.
"That's right. It was a pity for Tang San. Her twin spirit has been abandoned. Except for the low age of the first five spirit rings of the Clear Sky Hammer, he had yet to solve the problem of twin spirit cultivation at all. If he could cultivate the Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit, he would explode and die as long as he added another spirit ring to his Clear Sky Hammer. "
"The road ahead is grim!"
Auntie Dong shook her head and said softly.
"That's it!" Ning Fengzhi nodded, completely dispelling the thought of injecting Tang San from her heart.
How could that gloomy person compare to a talented Obuchi?
This multiple choice question, a fool knows how to do it.
Seeing the mocking gazes of regret from everyone under the ring, Tang San gritted his teeth and felt annoyed.
All he wanted was shock, the horror of the audience, not ridicule and regret now.
It was caused by the man in front of him.
"Lu Yuan, die!"
“First spirit ability, Haotian Shock!” Tang San shouted loudly, the Haotian hammer in his hand suddenly enlarged the circle, and it instantly exploded towards Lu Yuan's head.
At the same time, Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng also attacked Lu Yuan one after another.
“Is that angry?” Lu Yuan smiled faintly, clenched his right hand, and blasted straight into the clear Sky Hammer.
As soon as he punched out, there was an explosion in the air, and Lu Yuan's small white fist collided violently with Lu Yuan's large black Clear Sky hammer.
“Bang!” The fist collided with the Clear Sky Hammer, and there was a loud sound.
Then Tang San's figure with the huge Clear Sky Hammer was instantly thrown with a punch, and the ruthless counter-shock force caused Tang San to spit out a huge mouthful of blood on the spot.
What about the Clear Sky Hammer for ten thousand years?
Even if it was comparable to a low-level Soul Saint, what about?
Still, it's a blow.
And Dai Mubai and Yu Tianheng, who were just about to pounce, saw Tang San being blown away by a punch, and they couldn't help but stop, their eyes filled with shock.
Suddenly, the two figures flew upside down at the same time, as if they had received a heavy blow.
The gazes of the audience concentrated, and Lu Yuan's figure slowly appeared where the two of them had just stood.