Douluo: Super beast armed guard Zhu Zhuqing

Chapter 112, soul skill fusion and self-created soul skill
  Many people were sweating for Shen Tuliang. Long Wu's eyes lit up on the stage and he praised: "What a great idea, a humanoid self-propelled missile. It's not bad. The combination of soul skills is pretty good."

Nalan Mili, who was eating snacks at the side, turned around and asked curiously: "What did you just say? What kind of missile? What is that?"

"Ah! It's nothing, nothing, don't worry." Long Wu explained quickly, for fear of arousing this person's curiosity.

You can't afford to offend this girl.

Xueyi on the side raised her lips mysteriously, feeling inexplicably happy in her heart.

Because she knew that day was not far away.

After Long Wu remembered everything, it was time for her to leave.

The smoke and dust dissipated under the stage, and a blood-red demonic figure was half-kneeling on the ground. His body was obviously much darker. Shen Tuliang's short black hair was slightly bent, and his clothes were burned with pits.

The trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth was obviously a little injured. He stood up with a firm expression, wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, and violent soul power rose up.

The next moment, he inserted the knife into the ground, and the soul ring under his feet flashed crazily.

He said calmly: "It's my turn, the third soul skill, Blade Rolling Cloud, and the sixth soul skill, Purgatory Reincarnation."

Suddenly strong winds blew up, blowing away the dust on the field, and the knives on the ground seemed to be copied continuously, densely covering most of the arena.

Different figures appeared next to countless swords. Their faces melted into the swords with pain, and the ground seemed to be dyed red with blood.

An inexplicable soul force pulled countless knives into the sky and formed a bloody cloud.

At this moment, on the other side, the corners of Zhu Rongfeng's eyes were beating wildly, and he said: "Are you serious? Fight with me as hard as you can."

But he didn't dare to slacken his movements at all. Countless flames poured into the ground, and Zhu Rongfeng roared: "The sixth soul skill, Flame Domain, the third soul skill, Fire Shadow, and the fourth soul skill, Naruto Clone."

Countless flame shadows appeared on the burning ground. The arena began to gradually melt due to the material, and the ground gradually became like a magma hell.

From a distance, the scenery looks like a natural disaster. The sky is hazy with blood and the earth is in flames.

Countless people opened their mouths in shock because of this wonderful scenery. Even some soul saints and Contras, although their attacks are powerful, cannot achieve this ability like a natural disaster.

It seemed that the two people fighting on the stage were not two Soul Emperors, but a battle between two Soul Douluo.

At this moment, the two people on the stage were all looking at each other solemnly. Zhu Rongfeng put his hands together and slapped them to the ground in an instant, and his solemn voice was clearly heard in everyone's ears.

"Self-created soul skills, Balrog."

Countless Hokage frantically absorbed the surrounding fire element energy, and merged with each other after solidifying their bodies. Soon a flame giant about twenty meters high stood up, and he himself was wrapped in it and could not be seen.

Opposite him, Shen Tuliang looked panicked, because he hadn't regained his strength yet, and the flame giant had already begun to punch the sword in the sky.

In response to this, he became cruel and shouted: "Create your own soul skill, wield the Blood Demon Sword." He directly merged all the Blood Demon Swords into one, but the remaining areas were compressed crazily, forming the phantom of a Demon King. Hold the ten-meter blood demon knife and slash at the flame giant.

But he himself ejected towards the Demon King's phantom chest.

The moment two virtual figures came into contact.

boom!
  A turbulent wave of air spread out layer by layer at the point of collision, blowing up the skirts of countless girls and causing them to scream.

Long Wu narrowed his eyes and calculated their power. If he met them, he could defeat them. But then he thought of something, and he lay back carelessly, crossed his legs, and grabbed something from Nalan Mili's snack gift bag. Pick up a handful and throw it into your mouth. Nalan Mili stared at him fiercely for a long time, and then whispered to Xueyi.

The two people started to attack each other on the ring. You punched me and I slashed you. Countless soul powers escaped. At this point, the two people's methods were closest to the essence.

Both of them were under great pressure. After all, their soul power was almost exhausted. Now it was up to them to see who could hold on longer.

It was obvious that Zhu Rongfeng did not last that long. The flame giant's figure began to gradually dim, while the demon king's shadow continued to cut firmly. Although the knife melted when it hit it, it also consumed Zhu Rongfeng's soul power.

When Zhu Rongfeng saw that the other party still had the energy to attack him, he felt cruel and his expression turned bitter. He thought to himself, "It's a shame for me. I'll have to lie down for at least ten days and a half now. It's all my fault for that girl."

At the same time, the second soul ring of Zhu Rongfeng among the flame giants flashed, and suddenly white blazing light filled people's eyes. For a moment, everyone's eyes went dark, their eyes were closed tightly, and self-protection was activated.

boom!
  It was as if a huge meteorite fell, flames rolled and exploded, the arena was flattened, and a mushroom cloud rose into the sky.

Two embarrassed figures were thrown out of the field, Zhu Rongfeng's body was charred and unconscious, and Shen Tuliang's body was completely black, his hair was burnt, and his face was gloomy as if he was about to go on a killing spree.

However, he did not receive much damage. After all, the Demon King's phantom blocked a lot of damage to him, and Zhu Rongfeng faced the damage directly, which was naturally more serious than him.

He scolded fiercely in his heart: "Zhu Rongfeng, I will remember you. You have burned away my precious hair. It took me two years to raise it. It grows slowly. Now the rice grains are gone." My son doesn’t like me even more.”

At this moment, the referee tremblingly came over from a distance and announced: "Blazing Fire Academy VS Zhanqi Academy, Zhanqi Academy wins."

The people on the stage endured the discomfort in their eyes when they heard the sound. They opened their eyes and saw the disappearing stage and the black figure standing outside the pit.

Shouting excitedly. They were all people who bought Victory of Zhanqi Academy, and the same was true for Nalan Mili. She had already spent almost all the money she had when she came out this time. Her mother was very strict at home and didn't give her much pocket money.

Knowing the strength of the two of them, and Zhanqi Academy not being famous, the odds were definitely high, so she put all her money on Shen Tuliang, and now counting the principal, well, the two blackmailed from Long Wu One hundred thousand gold soul coins. Earn at least one million gold soul coins.

He casually gave Long Wu the snacks in his hand and started jumping excitedly to the backstage to get the small change.

This is the reason why she comes to watch the game, otherwise she wouldn't come here, how boring it would be.

Different from the depressed expressions of countless people on the stage, Long Wu relaxedly ate the snacks that Nalan Mili had eaten, looked at the little girl walking away, and smiled.

"What a little kid. You can win about a million, but I have won tens of millions. I know how could you not know their strength. You blackmailed me for two hundred thousand, and I won thousands back. Ten thousand."

"Hey, no loss, no loss."

"You! Be careful and let her know that you will be able to bear it when the time comes." Teacher Xueyi looked at the naughty Long Wu and tapped his forehead with her finger.

Long Wu suddenly sat up in excitement, looked at Teacher Xueyi pitifully and said.

"Well, Teacher Xueyi, you won't tell her, right?"

Xueyi covered her face and couldn't bear to look at him. Long Wu's face was really too lethal. The cute little face and the pitiful expression were really too much to be touched.

If Xueyi hadn't already been immune, you would have known it just by looking at the expressions of motherly love in the eyes around her.

"Okay, okay, put away your expression, I promise you." Xueyi waved her hand to signal Long Wu.

(End of this chapter)