Douluo: Make a gun first

Chapter 207: One Person’s Invincibility (I)

On the stage, Shen Feng had already seen Hu Yanli's confidence, but he still didn't care and didn't even summon the most basic martial spirit.

Looking at Hu Yanli in front of him shouting "Power, power is surging up" and so on, he just felt a little bored and even yawned.

"Hey, you big idiot over there, are you still going to fight or not?"

"If you don't want to fight, just surrender. My feet are numb from standing there."

Shen Feng's voice was extremely flat, as if he was complaining, but to the ears of his successor Huyan Li, it sounded like a strong mockery.

With the blessing of the soul bone, Hu Yanli was immune to Shen Feng's imposing pressure. He suddenly became full of confidence. He glared at Shen Feng and roared in a deafening voice: "Are you looking down on me?"

Shen Feng was slightly stunned, speechless for a while, stretched out his hand to pick his ears, and said nonchalantly: "Ah, yes, yes, I am just looking down on you, come on quickly. It's better to finish the fight early and rest early, isn't it?"

"Okay!" Hu Yanli almost gritted his teeth and spat out the word. The soul power in his body surged violently and the first soul ring suddenly lit up.

Under the effect of the first soul skill, Hu Yanli's originally dark yellow keratin quickly gained a layer of crystal color, as if covered with a layer of enamel. His defense was greatly improved.

Then, the second soul ring lit up, and Hu Yanli's already exaggerated muscles bulged again, making him look like an inverted triangle of muscle. A terrifying sense of power suddenly burst out from his body.

At the same time, his fighting spirit reached its peak, and his whole body was filled with vigorous energy.

If there was a soul master outside the ring who possessed the spirit skill of seeing energy, he would definitely find that Hu Yanli's momentum at this moment was not much weaker than Shen Feng who had not summoned his martial soul.

However, his aura was more scattered, burning like a flame around his huge body, while Shen Feng's aura was extremely solid, rising into the sky like a wolf smoke.

Shen Feng looked at Hu Yanli in surprise: "Yes, this momentum makes me feel a little excited."

He stretched out his hand and hooked his finger towards Hu Yanli, "Come on, let me try your strength."

Hu Yanli snorted coldly, "Arrogant!"

The sound was like beating a drum. Hu Yanli walked from slow to fast, with heavy steps and dull thuds, as he rushed towards the petite Shen Feng who was 20 meters away.

The four-meter-tall body was like a running hill. The momentum and pressure were enough to make people shudder just by looking at him, not to mention that Shen Feng had to face his prestige directly.

In the blink of an eye, Huyan Li rushed in front of Shen Feng. His four-meter-tall body instantly blocked all the light above Shen Feng's head.

Hu Yanli clenched his fists and gathered strength. He raised his hands high. Two giant fists, each bigger than a casserole, came down from top to bottom with the posture of ape hammers, crushing Shen Feng, who was only about 1.8 meters tall.

However, Shen Feng was not surprised but happy instead. A strange joy appeared on the corner of his mouth. He lowered his body's center of gravity slightly and raised his hands high, trying to block the attack with the momentum of supporting the sky.

Dong——, a sound that did not sound like the collision of flesh and flesh, but rather like two thick cowhide drums hitting each other hard.

A heavy wave of air swept down from the top of the ring. Shen Feng straightened his back, stepped slightly, and the ring under his feet had already shattered into pieces.

Hu Yanli was stunned, the audience in the audience was stunned, and the knowledgeable nobles in the VIP seats were also stunned.

It’s not because of anything else, it’s just that the scene before my eyes is so shocking.

A man who was less than two meters tall and not very strong actually fought head-on and blocked a powerful punch from a man who was four meters tall, as strong as a mountain and full of strength.

They thought of countless ways for Shen Feng to deal with Hu Yanli, but they never expected that Shen Feng would not dodge or evade and would just take it head-on.

Although Shen Feng does not look strong, his physical strength is truly at the Titled Douluo level, and his physical strength is naturally the same.

After all, Hu Yanli has reached the Soul Sect realm. Even though his martial soul is a diamond mammoth, he himself is not a real mammoth.

Being able to accumulate several tons of force to hit someone was already considered his natural supernatural power. However, Shen Feng already had several tons of strength in his normal state, so it was naturally not a problem for him to take his attack.

"That's pretty cool. I have to say, you really made me feel a little excited."

With a grin, Shen Feng exerted his strength with both arms and pushed up suddenly. The terrifying power instantly vented out from his body, directly throwing the shocked Hu Yanli off balance. The empty door opened.

Shen Feng stepped forward with his right foot, using his shoulder as a sharp edge, with the force coming from his feet and his waist as a link. From bottom to top, the Iron Mountain Leaner hit Huyan Li's abdomen heavily.

Hu Yanli groaned, took a step back, and left a huge footprint on the ring, barely able to steady his body.

Hu Yanli gritted his teeth and endured the pain in his abdomen, but still did not give up the attack.

Although Shen Feng's strength was great, he could feel that it was not much different from his.

He is capable of fighting.

Huyanli raised his right hand high and swung a heavy knife, which created a strong wind and whistled past, chopping down towards Shen Feng who was close at hand.

However, what he thought was just an illusion created by Shen Feng.

Little did he know that Shen Feng had not yet used his martial soul, or even his soul power, but based on his physical fitness alone, he was already on par with him.

What's more, Shen Feng was never good at strength. Speed ​​was his strongest point.

When Huyan Li's knife came at him, Shen Feng took a half step back slowly and dodged it with his subtle body movements.

At the same time, he clasped his hands, grabbed Hu Yanli's sturdy arms, used the force of his opponent's arms to throw him heavily to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw.

The solid arena made of blue steel stone suddenly became like tofu dregs, with broken stones flying everywhere and cracks appearing everywhere.

Puff~, a mouthful of blood spurted out of Huyanli's mouth.

Obviously, Shen Feng had suffered serious injuries from this fall.

However, Shen Feng obviously had no intention of letting him go. He exerted force with both arms, veins popping out, "Get up!"

The next moment, Huyan Li's huge body was pulled up by Shen Feng, and then he was thrown over the shoulder with a backhand, and fell heavily on the other side of the ring.

Suddenly, large pieces of gravel flew out and cracks appeared everywhere.

Then, without waiting for Hu Yanli to react, Shen Feng immediately took advantage of the slight height that bounced back when he hit the ring, and with his arms, he threw him out.

boom--

Huyan Li's body, as big as a mountain, slammed heavily on the ring, making a dull sound that was too unbearable to watch.

After flipping several times, finally, under Shen Feng's precise control, Hu Yanli did not fall off the stage.

"Cough cough~"

With the defense of his first soul skill and a thick enough fat layer, Hu Yanli was actually not seriously injured. In other words, he had not completely lost his combat effectiveness.

After coughing twice to clear the blood in his throat and wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Huyan Li actually climbed up from the ring.

(End of this chapter)