Perfect control begins with the Peerless Tang Sect

Chapter 18 Long Aotian

Lu Yishan's eyes paused for a moment on the head boy's face, he turned a blind eye to the fat man's provocation, and walked forward step by step without stopping.

"Hey, you pretended to be real, and you still think of yourself as the young suzerain?"

Seeing Lu Yishan's performance, except for the leader's young man's expression unchanged, all the figures behind showed anger. The fat man who yelled the loudest jumped out of the crowd and rushed towards Lu Yishan. A layer of bronze-colored light permeated the legs, and the two calves instantly doubled in size, and then the body tilted slightly in mid-air, and the right foot blatantly fell towards Lu Yishan's shoulder.

Facing the menacing kick, Lu Yishan just stretched out his hand lightly and raised it up. His outstretched four fingers rushed forward like a giant python hunting for prey, and they were firmly clasped on the little fat man's ankle. Tight, there was a shattering sound at the joint position, like steel being broken.

Immediately, Lu Yishan flicked his hand, and the whole body of the little fat man rolled and hit the stone wall on the left side heavily, forming a human-shaped pit at once, and a large amount of gravel splashed from the stone wall to the ground, with a clear and crisp sound.

"Aqiang!"

Those teenagers never expected that the little fat man, who is a great soul master, would lose without holding on to a single move. Moreover, Lu Yishan had no fluctuations in his soul power from the beginning to the end, and only relied on his physical strength.

"Half of the leg bones are all broken, you are too vicious, right? Is it necessary to use such a vicious hand for the joke between the same sect?"

The two companions pulled the little fat man out of the stone wall, checked briefly, and found that one-third of the calf was twisted irregularly, and couldn't help but uttered angrily.

You know, the little fat man's martial soul is a pair of calves. When the bones are crushed, it is undoubtedly equivalent to the martial soul being injured. Let alone the difficulty of treatment, even if it is cured, it may have serious consequences for future cultivation. deep influence.

"Everyone has to pay the price for their own choices, right? To attack the young master of the sect, according to the rules of the sect, the martial spirit should be abolished and expelled from the sect. If you want to avenge him, then go together."

Hearing Lu Yishan's words, several teenagers looked at each other, with a hint of timidity in their faces and eyes, and all their eyes fell on the jade-skinned teenager who had been standing still.

"Long Aotian, nine years old, level 32 soul master, martial soul, skin!"

Feeling that Long Aotian's fighting spirit is constantly rising, and that the opponent has reported the martial spirit and level according to the fighting spirit rules of Douluo Dalu, it is a kind of respect for the opponent.

However, in Lu Yishan's view, exposing one's own details to the enemy before starting the battle, whether it is a sparring or a life-and-death battle, is an extremely ridiculous behavior.

"Long Aotian, what a good name."

Seeing that Lu Yishan was silent, still standing there very leisurely, paying attention to his name, a trace of anger flashed across Long Aotian's cold face.Originally, he just wanted to see Lu Yishan's martial spirit under the instigation of his companions, but at this time, his mind became full of thoughts of teaching him a lesson.

You must know that the more important the awakening position of the main body martial soul is in the human body structure, the higher the potential for a second awakening.Long Aotian, as the awakened skin martial soul second only to the main body, was trained as a candidate for the young suzerain as soon as he entered the main body sect, and he lived up to expectations. Promoted to Soul Sage before the age of 20, and is expected to break through the Title Douluo before the age of 35.

However, Lu Yishan, a disciple who just started, suddenly occupied the position of the young master, and Long Aotian, who has always been indifferent, couldn't help but want to win.

"Release the martial soul, or don't blame me for bullying the small with the big."

After Long Aotian finished speaking, he made a strange movement with his hands in front of his chest. He raised his right hand, palm facing left, fingertips facing down, left palm erect, fingertips facing up, palm facing his right hand.After completing this simple movement, a layer of lustrous light was released from his body.In the lustrous and transparent light, his whole body seemed to have turned into a jade sculpture.

Immediately, three soul rings rose from under his feet, the yellow, purple, and purple three soul rings moved up and down, emitting dazzling brilliance.

"Brother Long's attack will definitely beat that kid to the ground, expose the other party's true colors, and let the two sect masters know that only Boss Long is the most suitable choice for the young sect master!"

Even though it was not the first time seeing Long Aotian's soul ring, the young people behind couldn't help but let out admiration.After all, that is beyond the ratio of the best spirit ring!Looking at the entire Douluo Continent, how many people can do this?
Lu Yishan stood where he was, his face still calm, as if the scene in front of him was just extremely ordinary, and it was not worth being surprised at all.

"I don't believe that if you shot with all your strength, you can still be so calm!"

Long Aotian, who originally wanted to hold back his hands, swung his arms in a big circle in front of him, blue light flickered all over his body, a layer of rippling bronze light erupted from the surface of his skin that was originally crystal clear like jade, and there was even more light behind him. It formed a phantom of a bronze-colored human figure with a height of one foot and condensed out.

As the most outstanding genius of the Noumenon Sect in the past hundred years, Long Aotian has already completed the second awakening of the Bronze-level Noumenon Martial Soul at the Soul Master level, which is a miracle that the Du Brothers failed to complete back then.Moreover, as one of the biggest secrets of the Noumenon Sect, the Noumenon Sect's Noumenon Martial Soul can evolve through the second awakening. When Long Aotian breaks through the Soul Sage level, his second awakening will definitely reach the innately strongest Silver level. When the cultivation base breaks through the realm of Titled Douluo, there is a chance to evolve into a gold rank.

This is also the reason why Long Aotian was able to become the candidate for the Young Sovereign.

"Finally something interesting..."

For the first time, Lu Yishan, who had no fluctuations in children's fights, showed a slight change in expression.

At this time, the surface of Long Aotian's skin has been covered with a layer of powerful energy full of bronze luster.A certain elder of the Noumenon Sect once commented that Long Aotian in this state is comparable to the defense-type Soul Sect, and no one can break it at the level of Soul Master.

"Take the call!"

Long Aotian tapped his toes lightly on the ground, and his whole body seemed to be gliding close to the ground. He came straight to Lu Yishan, approaching with a strong pressure that did not match his soul power. Immediately, his right palm pointed towards Lu Yishan's chest. He slammed down hard, but before he actually hit the target, a bronze light spewed out from the palm of his hand.

Lu Yishan slowly raised his arm, his index finger and middle finger formed a sword, and he seemed to be slowly and quickly pointing towards Long Aotian's palm.

In Long Aotian's eyes, Lu Yishan acted like a ghost, his eyes blurred, and the finger sword was already blocking the only way for the right palm to fall, as if he had sent his palm to the other party's finger sword on his own initiative.

"puff!"

With a soft sound like a burst of water bubbles, Long Aotian's forward speed stopped abruptly, and his whole body was fixed in front of Lu Yishan very rigidly.

"If you blindly rush towards the enemy relying on your strong body defense, you will definitely suffer a big loss in the end!"

With a flash of Lu Yishan's figure, he had already appeared in front of the stone wall of the passage, stretched out his hand and landed on the stone wall again, glanced at the corner with his eyes intentionally or unintentionally, then turned and left.

"Boss Long, are you alright?"

Until Lu Yishan's back completely disappeared, those teenagers came to Long Aotian's surroundings and asked repeatedly.

The bronze light rippling on Long Aotian's body has long since disappeared, and his whole body is as motionless as a stone sculpture.

"What did that kid mean by that last look? Could it be that he discovered the old man? Impossible!"

An old man slowly appeared from a corner, denying his guess, but it was the Golden Body Douluo Jinpeng.

He took out two pills and fed them into the mouths of Long Aotian and the little fat man, signaling the other teenagers to leave, leaving only Long Aotian alone.

"I'm sorry, Elder, to disappoint you."

Long Aotian, who had recovered his mind, only felt that he had lost for no reason, and couldn't help but look forward to it, hoping that the other party could analyze the reason for his failure.

"Look at this wall!"

Jinpeng pointed to the stone wall beside him.

Long Aotian checked it up and down, and touched it inch by inch with his hands, but he didn't find anything.

I saw Jinpeng reached out and pressed lightly on the stone wall, and immediately snapped off a large piece of the stone wall, exposing the rock inside.

In the rocks inside, a large amount of stone powder crushed like fine sand kept sliding down, eventually forming a hollow the size of a bowl.

"At such a young age, he has already mastered the technique similar to fighting cattle across the mountain. With one finger, the force can penetrate deep into the inside without hurting the surface. What a monster!"

Long Aotian at the side turned pale, and finally understood the meaning of Lu Yishan's last words.

If this guidance is on oneself, how can the internal organs in the body bear it?
"Perhaps, the choice of the two suzerains is right. Aotian, you should ask each other for advice more in the future, understand?"

Jin Peng patted Long Aotian's shoulder, and disappeared toward the other end of the passage, leaving Long Aotian staring at the smooth pit on the stone wall, speechless for a long time.

(End of this chapter)