Douluo Chi Gave The Title Of Sword Sect

"Okay!!" Tyrone nodded, glanced at Huang Yuan, who was taken care of by Tianyou, and Jing Ling, who was out of danger under Ye Leng's treatment, but with his last trace of concern, he turned around and walked to the ring, locking his eyes on Xiong Wanmin, no, to be precise, the phantom behind Xiong Wanmin who couldn't help but be afraid of not being treated with dignity and caution.

took a deep breath, suppressed the violent anger in his heart, and used that anger to condense his own momentum.

Step by step, although Tyrone's steps on the battle platform were very slow, every step was like a hammer, beating the drum in his heart, and the sound of knocking in his heart couldn't help but sound.

"I didn't expect that Tyrone Online could turn anger into war intent at this time, it's really amazing

!" Looking at Tyrone, Tianyou's expression is indeed wonderful, intellectually, even Huang Yuan can't compare to Tyrone, he actually understands how to suppress anger and transform it into war intent, which can't help but surprise Tianyou. As a classmate and friend, I am sincerely happy with Tyrone and Tianyou. So Tianyou's expression, over and over again, is indeed wonderful.

Many ordinary people, the audience, can't see what happened to Tyrone, but from Tyrone, it feels like a very powerful feeling anyway, but for those who are not ordinary, looking at Tyrone, it is dignified. "This son, very human!!" comprehended the meaning, then, the Soul Saint is equivalent to taking half a step, understanding his own way, and stepping out of his own way, then, it is equivalent to having the key to pry open the threshold of the Title Douluo Gate.

From Tyrone, they saw that Tyrone had the possibility of obtaining the key.

"Awesome, Tyrone!!" Sensing Tyrone's changes, the five elements locked their eyes on the stage, looking at the battle intent that gradually surrounded and rose around Tyrone, and couldn't help but be happy.

Roaring !! seemed to feel some threat, or rather provocation, and the eyes of the grass mountain bear beast behind Xiong Wanmin stared at Tyrone, to be precise, it was the source of the invisible violent aura behind Tyrone. At this moment, Xiong Wanmin also looked at Tyrone, feeling the changes in his martial soul, unconsciously, there was a dignified look in his eyes, he had debuted for nearly twenty years, and he had met not many soul masters, but there were definitely a lot of them, but there were only a handful of them who could cause his martial soul to vibrate, and there were only a handful of those people, none of them were not at the level of the soul saint, or a soul beast that was more than 10,000 years old, and the person in front of him who was one or two years younger than himself could definitely not be a soul saint, and he could trigger the change of his martial soul, could it be the same level as the bear beast of Caomang Mountain, it was impossible, his martial soul was mutated, atavistic and transformed by all difficulties, even if it was the top geniuses and top martial souls of the Element Academy, it was impossible。

Looking at the two people on the battle platform, looking at each other from afar, the people of the Barak team couldn't help but panic, how could it be different from the plan.

"It's... Vice-captain, what's going on. A member of the team pointed to the two people

on the stage!"Nima coin, this is unreasonable!!" Looking at Tyrone who walked on the stage, the vice captain of the Buck team couldn't help but scold. The little soldiers are not finished, what are you doing when a general comes up, shouldn't you wait for another soul venerable to come up, first consume the captain's strength, and then, our soul venerable one will come to consume you, and finally I will come to the end perfectly. How not to play cards according to common sense. In fact, this is definitely a routine, and it is also according to the other party's assumptions, in terms of personal strength alone, even if Tianyou's soul power is sealed, but, the strength of a body, in Shrek, is also the top, at least, Tyrone is not sure to defeat Emperor Shakti, and Tianyou Nenglu has the upper hand!"

"It's okay, everything is planned and so on, and, the other party, this is giving people their heads

,." I didn't expect that their Soul Venerable, the strength is so poor, why didn't I expect it, an academy, a few top geniuses is enough to defy the sky, if the Soul Venerable has the talent to compete with the Soul Sect, then it is not allowed to go to the sky, their Soul Venerable is just ordinary, it would be good, if this inference continues, it will not hurt us. "

I don't understand.

"You idiot, Xiong Wanmin's strength, you don't know it, even those top geniuses of the Four Elements Academy, one-on-one, can't withstand it, you think, that soul sect named Tai Long, after fighting with Xiong Wanmin, how much strength does it have." Moreover, whether the other party can win or not, it's all a problem, in the end, our score is a little better, even if we win Xiong Wanmin, the other party is only the end of the crossbow, to deal with such a person, we are not ready to capture, as for the soul venerable under him, after watching the performance of at least the two soul venerables, you still think that you can't beat the other party An ordinary person. If there are three of us left in the end, maybe, there is still a chance to win, after all, that pervert does not appear, they can fight, only Emperor Shakti alone, three people, and he can't be consumed, and besides, have you forgotten my martial spirit, they set themselves up and give away people's heads, we have no reason not to, right

!" "Captain is wise!!".

"Captain Dacai"......... The sound of compliments overflowed! In a word, let the Barak team all fall into the middle of a beautiful fantasy, and defeated the strongest dark horse, then their Barak team, the prestige value is not rising, and when the time comes, it will definitely be like the sky, who dares to underestimate them.

"Shrek Academy! Team member Tyrone, please advise. "Facing the other party, the fighting spirit is undisguised!!Press towards the other party

" Barak team, team members! Xiong Wanmin!" Xiong Wanmin seemed to think of something for a while, his tone paused a little, and his expression was inevitably a little lonely. However, thinking of the Barak Kingdom, thinking of the expectations of his academy, teachers, and family, suddenly, a fighting spirit, coupled with the will to win that could not be lost, directly faced Tyrone's fighting spirit.

Boom, boom, invisible momentum collided, obviously silent, but everyone seemed to hear the sound of thunderous collision! .

If the momentum of the two can be seen with the naked eye, then you can see that the two giant beasts full of noble blood, wild nature and eternal breath are roaring, wrestling with each other

and roaring! of venting his momentum to the other party, domineering. And the one who decided the outcome of all this was the two people on the battlefield. One for brothers, one for the Academy, one for the Academy, and glory. are constantly condensing their momentum, and have strengthened their determination to win.

"Ahh For both sides, language is secondary, and the fist will feel everything. Moreover, this pinch. At the moment of racing against time, you must pay full attention, once you speak, your attention is distracted, then, there is no point in comparing, winning or losing at that moment, it has been decided, so you must not retreat.

Boom!!Boom Boom!!Boom!!Boom!!Boom!!T

At this moment, and the fists were resisted, the two of them kept wrestling, and the wind blade formed by the fist wind was cut on the body, and on the face, it could not be stopped, and the two looked at each other, and the eyes of the two were fiery and warlike.

Boom, another punch, fists against each other, against the opponent's fist, the body continues to increase how much to squeeze the power in the body, wanting to crush the other party with strength, under the feet of the two, on the solid floor, there are cracks of different sizes. It can be seen that the strength

of the two is strong, "Drink

!!!""Come again!!" The two can be regarded as opponents, and they will meet good talents, but everyone just punched each other, which made the two of them have an unprecedented feeling, this is confidants, each other is Bole.

Haha, sure enough, I am not alone, my fists are to the flesh, it is the romance of men!!! The two were once again shocked by each other's strength, but at the same time, at the same time, the sense of joy in their hearts, that kind of blood, that feeling of longing for a fight, burned again, they could all feel the fighting spirit contained in the fist of the evil side, and the determination to win, and the blood in their hearts took wave after wave. And then came to a vertex.

At the moment of retreat, he immediately mobilized the strength of his whole body and condensed the momentum.

Don't say much, just fight, and attack the other side again. At this moment, there is no refresh in the hearts of the two, and the only time is to put their fists on each other. As for the rest, for the two of them at the moment, they can't take care of it at all, and as for using tricks and soul power, this is absolutely impossible to tolerate. After all

, fists to the flesh are men's romance!" Boom!! the two collided again, and each other's fists attacked each other

!!

!Battle, Battle, Battle... You punch, I palm, completely ignore the defense, non-stop attacks on the other party, you punch me, I will return you a palm, even if you would rather bear the other party's punch, but also your own fist, hit the other party, it is completely the kind of lifeless, injury for injury play, looking at this makes people have a feeling of blood boiling, good man, should be like a fight! There is even a kind of look, this is the real man to decide the winner.

The two didn't know how many tricks they had fought each other, but they only saw the two of them dragging their stumps and standing aside, looking at each other.

Looking at Tyrone's appearance, there is almost no intact appearance, there are some huge blood marks on his chest and arms, back, and thighs, which are completely torn by the other party's claws, Xiong Wanmin's body, the appearance is much better, and there are no scars visible from the front, but, on the side, you can see that his body is not as good as the appearance, his left hand, right calf is fractured, four or five sternums are broken, and the strength in the body is countless, just look at the complexion, pale and weak, but with a touch of abnormal flushing, that kind of look, it is clearly the appearance when he has suffered serious internal injuries but desperately suppresses it。

The two looked at each other, the fiery battle spirit was not affected by the injury and weakened by half a point, almost condensed to the top, this battle, for the two of them, needs a victory, whether it is for others or for themselves, squeezing the last trace of soul power in the body, condensing the last strength, this battle, there needs to be a winner. This is an explanation for them and for myself!!For myself

, for everyone, I definitely want to win... I thought of Huang Yuan, Jing Ling, the trust of Tianyou, the trust of these friends of the Five Elements, and the academy. Must win!!

Absolutely, absolutely must not lose. Xiong Wanmin also remembered his own bonds

, for the sake of the retired old principal, a teacher like a father, an old housekeeper who did not hesitate to sacrifice his life for himself, and his mother who had passed away, he must not lose. So, this punch, please bring me victory!!

"This, two, who will win!

!" "I don't know, it's hard to guess!" After all, both of them are the end of the crossbow. Tianyou looked at the two people on the field. Anyway, in his heart, he still wants to be on his side, and Tyrone wins, but after watching the battle between the other party and Tyrone, even if the other party wins, he will not be unhappy with the other party in his heart. Just now, the two of them. has conquered everyone on the field. No matter who wins, no one dares to say a word.