Douluo: I have a super god system

Chapter 67
I also understand in my heart that these families are not simple things.

There's no point in arguing with them, if you want to fight, then fight.

The big deal is to collect more forces in Soto City.

As for whether the Wu family will really obey him.

Ha ha.

As long as this old man of the Wu family is not stupid, he will definitely follow behind him honestly.

Regardless of strength, behind him stands the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

The corner of Mr. Wu's mouth raised a smile, and he spread his hands: "Please."

Ning Ye narrowed his eyes slightly, walked off the stage, and stood in the center of the martial arts arena.

Looking at Mr. Wu who was slowly leaving the stage, there was a gleam of coldness in his eyes.

Although he doesn't care, he is not something this old man can calculate.

Mr. Wu kept looking at Ning Ye, feeling the coldness in Ning Ye's eyes, and sighed slightly in his heart.

If it wasn't for the prosperity of the family, why would he fight here.

There was still that gentle smile on his face: "This competition is over, so why don't we use ordinary children's guns?"

Ning Ye nodded slightly: "Okay."

The children's gun should be the kind of gun that has no lethality that I saw just now.

This name is quite simple and plain.

The two took the thrown children's guns, and Ning Ye caressed the guns in his hands. The children's guns they were fighting with were the same length as normal guns, but they were not sharp.

There was a glimmer of light in his eyes. Although the dark matter computer did not emerge, part of its computing power was mobilized to quickly analyze the Wu family imprint on it.

But in an instant, Ning Ye understood the principle. The principle was very simple, but Ning Ye had never thought of it before.

He adjusted his mentality slightly, and got rid of his original disdain for Blacksmith Douluo. The high-tech inventions he made before made him a little proud.

Now it seems that Douluo Continent's forging method still has many merits, and this suppressed imprint is one of them, and it can be used in other places.

Glancing at Wu Jinsong who was still silent in the corner, looking at the smiling old man in front of him, he let his mind go.

If he guessed right, then the old man would hide his shot presumptuously.

Little by little, he lost to him, and finally admitted that he had lost with a little helplessness.

Then it was logical to listen to Ning Ye's transfer, hoping to get the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School.

Even if Wu Jinsong said how powerful he was, the old man probably wouldn't believe it, because he was too young.

"Be careful."

Seeing that Ning Ye seemed to be absent-minded, Mr. Wu reminded him.

The figure rushed towards Ning Ye quickly. The distance between the two was only a dozen meters, and they were about to reach Ning Ye in the blink of an eye. A spear seemed to be spiritual in his hand, and it was extremely fast towards Ning Ye's body. Stab everywhere.

The corner of Ning Ye's mouth was smiling, and he swiped the spear in his hand at random, blocking all the attacks from Mr. Wu.

His marksmanship proficiency has been pulled to the highest level, even if he just relies on his physical memory, he can beat any marksmanship master at will.

Of course, if someone's marksmanship comprehends the artistic conception like Sword Douluo's swordsmanship, then he has to deal with it seriously.

Feeling the resistance from the constant confrontation and collision of the two spears, Ning Ye became more certain of his previous guess.

This old man Wu has indeed let the water go, although this old man's marksmanship is changeable, it seems that every move is better than him.

But the strength of the gun body is too weak, resulting in a very slow speed, which can be easily broken by Ning Ye.

He didn't believe that Soul Sage's body was so weak and his speed was so slow.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he slightly calculated the time for the arrival of Wuhundian.

Ning Ye's eyes flashed, and the spear in his hand turned from defense to offense.

He didn't let the old man let the water go, and he didn't have so much time to play here.

The smile on the face of the old man of the Wu family gradually disappeared, and his complexion sank.

The speed of his hand also increased, but he was a little bit unable to guard against Ning Ye's attack.

The spear that Ning Ye used seemed to be endowed with charm. Although the speed of each shot was not fast, it was difficult for him to block it.

And every time he blocked a shot, his face became more and more ugly, and he felt a pressure, which came from the spirit.

It was as if there was a strong will constantly suppressing him and wearing him down.

But he was not in a hurry to kill him completely, just like a pastime.

Just when he felt that he couldn't stop it, even if it was just for fun.

Mr. Wu suddenly regained his composure, looked at the long gun that was already on his forehead in front of him, sweated profusely on his head, and finally sighed: "I lost."

"The old man really lost."

"There is absolutely no room for resistance."

"It was completely crushed."

The soul emperors of the Wu family who were standing not far away watching the battle looked at Ning Ye with solemn expressions in their eyes.

Letting the old man lose to Ning Ye was something they had discussed, but that was the situation where the old man let go.

Now it was Ning Ye who completely crushed the old man, who had absolutely no ability to resist.

They won't know how strong their old man's marksmanship is.

It is precisely because of this that they firmly believe that the Wu family may lose compared to others.

But compared to guns, no one knows guns better than their Wu family.

That's why they boldly arranged for the old man to compete with Ning Ye, at the right time, let Ning Ye win, and join Ning Ye, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect behind him.

But now, they really lost, and they felt uncomfortable instead.

Ning Ye smiled slightly: "Accept."

The child's gun in his hand seemed to be affected by some great force. The Wu family imprint on it slowly dissipated, and the body of the gun made of fine iron gradually crumbled and disappeared into powder.

Seeing this scene, Mr. Wu swallowed, remembering something.

Some were shocked and asked: "Is this the artistic conception?"

Practicing artistic conception is the highest state they dream of practicing various weapon skills.

It is a kind of resonance between the spirit and the weapon in hand, which can make the originally mediocre marksmanship burst out with powerful power.

Similar to it is the seventh soul skill of all weapon soul masters, the weapon soul avatar.

The soul that uses itself as a weapon, the martial soul, explodes with powerful power.

But the weapon soul avatar cannot be used at will, every time it is used up, the body will be weakened for a period of time, and the seventh soul skill can only be used again after a period of time.

But the artistic conception is fine. At most, after using it, the spirit will be slightly affected, but it can be recovered after a short rest.

If one can grasp the artistic conception, it is equivalent to having one more weakened version of the seventh soul ability that can be used at any time.

He has been groping for how to practice artistic conception, but it has been 70 years since he practiced guns since he was a child, and he still has no idea.

A powerful artistic conception requires a top-level weapon to withstand, otherwise it will collapse like the gun in Ning Ye's hand.

Now such a magical skill has been mastered by Ning Ye.

(End of this chapter)