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Chapter 133 It seems that my gun is harder
The soul rings attached to the soul-breaking gun all increase the attack power, but Yang Wudi can increase the attack power, and Yang Wushuang can do the same.

In this way, the two are completely offset.

That's why Yang Wudi said, it's the same whether you use it or not.

This time, Yang Wudi's offensive became more fierce and fierce.

Every move he made contained terrifying power and murderous intent, as if he wanted to tear Yang Wushuang to pieces.

However, facing Yang Wudi's offensive, Yang Wushuang just brandished his spear indifferently to resist, again and again, understatement.

"Clang clang clang!!!"

The sound of gold and iron clashing with weapons exploded in the square, and sparks flew.

Yang Wushuang didn't move a step, but Yang Wudi retreated, his face was full of shock.

"how is this possible?"

Yang Wudi's heart was filled with turbulent waves. Having experienced many battles, he never thought that he would be forced to such a field.

"It's over!"

Yang Wushuang said softly, and as soon as the words fell, he flipped his wrist, and the spear suddenly swept out.

In an instant, a pitch-black gun light pierced the sky, carrying destructive power, and bombarded towards Yang Wudi as fast as thunder.

Before the gun light was approaching, Yang Wudi felt the hairs all over his body stand on end, and a life-threatening situation flooded into his mind, making his heart shattered.

At the critical moment, Yang Wudi hastily raised his gun to block.

"Oh!"

The gun light blasted fiercely on Yang Wudi's long spear, and in an instant, an overwhelming force suddenly struck, and the long spear held by Yang Wudi was instantly broken into two pieces.

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterwards, the gun force continued to rage, directly penetrating Yang Wudi's shoulder, and blood spurted out.

"good chance!"

Seeing this opportunity, Yang Wushuang directly threw the soul-breaking gun in his hand, and it turned into a black streamer, piercing through the void, pointing at Yang Wudi's throat with an extremely sharp aura.

"No"

Yang Wudi's pupils contracted, and his heart was filled with shock. He never expected that his younger brother's strength would grow so fast.

The tip of the gun pointed directly at Yang Wudi's throat, seeing that the soul-breaking gun was about to pierce his throat in the next second, but at this moment, a sudden change occurred.

I saw that Yang Wushuang raised his left hand violently, with his index finger and middle finger together, he gently pinched it towards the handle of the gun, unexpectedly clamping the spear forcefully.

"Brother, you lost!"

The corner of Yang Wushuang's mouth curled into an arc, and with a quick flick of his wrist, he put the Soul-Breaking Spear behind his back.

"hiss!"

Seeing this scene, all the members of the Pozhi clan in the square couldn't help but gasp, with shocked expressions on their faces.

Although Yang Wushuang's soul power is much higher than Yang Wudi's, Yang Wudi's Soul Breaking Spear has the power to fight against Titled Douluo.

However, in the hands of Yang Wushuang, there is no power to fight back, which is completely beyond the scope of everyone's cognition.

"You, you really succeeded?"

Yang Wudi stared at Yang Wushuang in a daze, a little lost, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

He didn't care about Yang Wushuang's soul power, what he cared about was that his soul-breaking gun, which contained the ultimate intention of breaking, was completely unable to shake Yang Wushuang, as if being resisted by an inexplicable force!
"Yes, my [potential] has been developed, and I am now a peak Contra of level 89, and I am only a step away from level [-]."

Yang Wushuang said confidently with a bright smile on his face.

"Can you show me your full strength?"

Yang Wudi took a deep breath and asked with fiery eyes.

"it is good!"

Yang Wushuang nodded slightly, and then stomped his right foot on the ground, the whole person soared into the air, his waist bent backward, like a big bow ready to go!

buzzing...

The soul-breaking gun in Yang Wu's hands made trembling sounds, and wisps of black mist lingered around the gun body, adding a bit of weirdness and mystery to the soul-breaking gun.

Yang Wushuang's eyes closed slowly, and the soul-breaking spear swung suddenly in his hand.

In an instant, a mighty aura gushed out from the tip of the gun, like a frenzy, surging and surging, filling the entire square.

"Unstoppable!"

Yang Wushuang swung his arms suddenly, and the soul-breaking gun rushed out like a viper spitting out its core with a mighty aura, and blasted towards the rockery!

Boom! ! !
Powerful power poured out, and the rockery burst open immediately, turning into dust and dissipating.

And the ground that was originally extremely solid, the ground that was blessed with soul power, even appeared a huge deep pit, with dense cracks scattered in all directions, which looked shocking.

"hiss!"

Seeing the scene in front of them, all members of the Po Zhi clan gasped.

"What a domineering gun intent!"

Yang Wudi widened his eyes, his heart was shocked.

"I won, from now on I will be the new patriarch of the Broken Clan!"

Yang Wushuang landed slowly from mid-air, landed in front of Yang Wudi, and asked him, "Brother, you probably won't go back on your word!"

"If I go back on my word, will my fate be the same as that of Baihe and Titan?"

Yang Wudi smiled wryly, and asked meaningfully.

"Do you know about the matter of the Minzhi Clan and the Lizhi Clan?"

Hearing this, Yang Wushuang was slightly taken aback, frowning slightly, obviously a little surprised.

"Not only were they absent from the single-attribute family meeting every three years, but they didn't send anyone to explain the reason. Doesn't that explain the problem?"

Yang Wudi let out a long sigh, his tone quite helpless.

After a while, he nodded solemnly and said, "From today on, you will be in charge of the Po Clan."

"Thank you, brother, for your understanding. I also don't want the Po Zhi clan to go astray. After all, we all belong to the same clan."

Yang Wushuang nodded in relief, he knew that Yang Wudi's choice would not disappoint him.

"From now on, all the broken clans in Xingluo City will be merged into the Medicine Hall of the Spirit Hall, and I, Yang Wushuang, will lead them!"

Yang Wushuang turned around, glanced over these clansmen, and said solemnly: "Everyone, do you have any objections?"

"no!"

Yang Wudi and many clansmen shook their heads one after another.

If they did it before, they might be dissatisfied and even resisted, but now they dare not have the slightest disobedience.

Because Yang Wushuang was too terrifying, even Yang Wudi was defeated by him, who would dare to refuse?

"Congratulations to Hall Master Yang, for reuniting the split Pozhi Clan!"

At this moment, two thin old men and a strong old man walked from the outside to the martial arts arena step by step.

Yang Wushuang bowed respectfully, "I have seen the two priests!"

But when Yang Wudi saw the old man behind the two, his expression was a little weird.

Because, that burly old man is the patriarch of the Yuzhi Clan - Niu Gao!

With this posture, Niu Gao also surrendered to Wuhundian.

"Clean up your two families and return to Wuhun City with us tomorrow!"

Seeing that Yang Wushuang had completed the task, Lion Douluo didn't rub his hands, and spoke directly.

"As ordered!"

Niu Gao and Yang Wudi looked at each other and replied in unison.

(End of this chapter)