Douluo: Make a gun first

Chapter 200: The Power of the Soul-Breaking Spear

Dak from Fabi Academy was carried off the ring by his teammates, and the referee turned his eyes to Ning Rongrong, the only one still standing on the ring.

"Winner, do you choose to defend the title?"

Ning Rongrong thought for a moment, looked at Ning Fengzhi who was looking very proud in the VIP seat, smiled nicely and shook her head slightly.

"No, there is no need to compete anymore. I have already demonstrated my full strength."

"Besides, I have teammates behind me. They also need experience. I can't be the only one to take the spotlight."

Having said that, Ning Rongrong jumped off the stage without hesitation.

There was an uproar at the scene, and it was obvious that no one understood what Ning Rongrong meant.

Without even summoning his martial soul, he easily defeated a four-ring soul master. Does this mean he has demonstrated his full strength?

At this moment, except for a small number of people who knew Ning Rongrong's background, most of the audience chose to believe their own guesses.

Ning Rongrong must be hiding her own strength, which is why she gave the subsequent performance opportunities to her teammates.

On the other hand, it also proves that Ning Rongrong trusts her teammates to win the next game, or in other words, her teammates are stronger than her.

Thinking of this, the contestants from other soul master academies felt their scalps tingle, and immediately labeled Shrek Academy as unfathomable.

Even the Five Elements Academy, the strongest of the many advanced soul master academies, began to pay special attention to Shrek Academy at this time.

Soon, at the referee's shout, Yang Potian stepped onto the stage with sharp eyes, while a sturdy fat man came on stage from Fabi Academy.

When he saw the identical childish faces of Yang Potian and Ning Rongrong, the sturdy fat man's pupils suddenly contracted and his scalp went numb.

Could it be another monster-level guy? The sturdy fat man thought so.

The referee glanced at the two of them, lingered on Yang Potian for a moment, and then raised his right hand: "Game, start!"

The next moment, the burly fat man leaped back quickly, putting some distance between himself and Yang Potian.

It was obvious that he was on guard against Yang Potian and Ning Rongrong's instantaneous self-created soul skills.

However, although he was fast, Yang Potian was faster than him.

As soon as the referee shouted the start of the game, Yang Potian used his Explosive Step. During the charge, the Soul-Breaking Spear, about ten feet long, appeared in his hand.

Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, surrounded his body.

The first soul ring lit up, and the Soul-Breaking Spear suddenly emitted a sharp light, stabbing fiercely towards the burly fat man.

"Roar!"

Suddenly, an angry roar came from the mouth of the sturdy fat man, and a giant black and green hand grabbed the barrel of the Soul-Breaking Spear, and used brute force to block Yang Potian's first soul skill.

It turned out that the burly fat man had learned from Dak's lesson and had completed the spirit possession while retreating.

After being possessed by the martial spirit, he was nearly three meters tall. His previously obese body had long since turned into a mound of muscles. His skin was dark blue, and fangs more than a foot long grew on his mouth. His facial features looked exactly like a wild boar.

Two yellow and two purple, four soul rings surrounded his body and moved at a constant speed.

"So, you are just a three-ring soul master."

The sturdy fat man's voice seemed to be surprised, but also a little relaxed. He seemed very surprised that Yang Potian was only a Soul Master, but also somewhat glad that he was only a Soul Master.

Yang Potian snorted coldly, "Although I am a Soul Master, it is more than enough to defeat you."

As soon as he finished speaking, the second soul ring on Yang Potian's body suddenly lit up, and the gun barrel vibrated violently, directly shaking off the sturdy fat man's palm, and the sharp tip of the gun was pointing straight at his chest.

The burly fat man's pupils suddenly contracted, and his third soul ring suddenly lit up, and suddenly a layer of blue-black light burst out from his body.

Ding!
The Soul Breaking Spear pierced the chest of the sturdy fat man without error, but it only penetrated less than an inch before stopping, leaving no trace of blood. Resisting Yang Potian's first and second soul skills, the sturdy fat man laughed softly and said, "Little brother, it turns out that your attack can't break my defense."

"You are good people from Shrek Academy. All the teachers and students of Fabi Academy are indebted to you for what happened to Dake. How about this? I won't make it difficult for you. You go down and let someone else come up to compete with me?"

Yang Potian frowned slightly, slowly put away his gun and stood up: "I still have one last trick, if it still doesn't work on you, I will surrender immediately."

The sturdy fat man shrugged, grinned and said: "Your third soul skill? Sure, attack with all your strength."

Hearing this, Yang Potian closed his eyes and concentrated, then suddenly opened them after a moment, and a ray of bright light bloomed from his pupils.

The center of gravity of his body sank slightly, and he raised the Soul-Breaking Spear high. The first, second, and third soul rings lit up one after another, and a sharp aura came towards him.

Fine beads of sweat continued to seep out of Yang Potian's forehead, and his right arm, which was holding up the Soul-Breaking Spear, was also trembling slightly, as if he could no longer bear the weight of his own martial soul.

"The name of the gun is Soul Breaker. It can attack but not defend. Once you go, you can't return."

"The universe is thrown!"

A weak but extremely penetrating voice came from Yang Potian's throat. The next moment, Yang Potian suddenly threw the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand.

In an instant, the Soul-Breaking Spear turned into a black line and shot towards the burly fat man like an arrow.

The sturdy fat man had a solemn expression on his face, the soul power in his body surged wildly, and his third soul ring shone brightly.

"Come!!"

puff~
Like a hot knife cutting butter, the sturdy fat man's proud defense was of no use at all. The Soul-Breaking Spear, which was about ten feet long, pierced him through and nailed him to the ground.

“Pfft~.”

Looking down at the Soul-Breaking Spear that pierced his body, a mouthful of blood immediately spurted out of the sturdy fat man's mouth. He was severely injured and was directly knocked into a state of martial spirit possession by Yang Potian.

"Weird, monster."

After saying these three words with difficulty, the burly fat man supported the Soul-Breaking Spear with both hands and fainted just like that.

The audience was shocked again. Soul Master fought against Soul Sect, and he actually won? And he killed him with one strike?

What the hell? Are all the contestants from Shrek Academy monsters?
The referee swallowed in shock: "The winner is the Shrek Academy team, Yang Potian."

Hearing the referee's announcement, Yang Potian's mouth curled up slightly, he staggered, and fell straight towards the ring.

A throw of the dice was an absolute attack. Just one strike directly exhausted 99% of Yang Potian's energy.

But Qiankun Yizhe is not a soul ring skill, but a soul skill created by Yang Potian himself.

His first soul skill improves attack, his second soul skill is vibration, and his third soul skill is sharp. They are all soul skills that enhance the power of the Soul-Breaking Spear.

Coupled with his 99% energy and spirit, he was able to succeed in one strike and directly penetrate the burly fat man's third soul skill in full defensive state.

This is also the real reason why he couldn't lift the Soul-Breaking Spear before.

The reason he was still standing was that he was waiting for the referee to announce his victory.

He wants to stand and welcome the glory that belongs to him.

A graceful figure flashed by and instantly came to the stage, supporting Yang Potian's body.

"Xiaotian, you did a great job. We are all proud of you. Look, Rongrong's eyes are already sparkling."

"Go down and have a good rest, and welcome the glory that belongs to you."

"Leave the rest of the battle to me."

(End of this chapter)