Douluo's Luck Points Full Melee Archer

"I recognize your close combat ability."

After standing at a distance, Feng Xiaotian looked at Tang San, with a little more recognition on his face. As a control-type spirit master, being able to fight him in close combat to this extent is enough to make many strong attack-type spirit masters ashamed.

Tang San's face was not very good.

If it was before, he could have taken advantage of the opportunity just now to establish a winning advantage. He only needed to attack forward and with a Clear Sky Hammer, he could complete his expectations.

Now, there are many more variables out of thin air. Feng Xiaotian may not necessarily collide with him head-on. When his two flying mushroom sausages are finished, his chance of winning is less than 40%.

He looked at his hands wrapped in blue silver grass, and a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes.

It was all Zhu Zhuqing's fault. When his Xuanyu Hand had not yet been cultivated to perfection, it was destroyed. It has not been restored until now. In order to ensure the progress of the repair, he dared not use it again.

Otherwise, according to the previous training progress, let alone other things, he could have taken on the five small wind blades just now.

"Come on, continue."

He was angry, but he still had to keep smiling. This was Tang San's mental state at the moment.

His preset plan did not work in the first raid, so it was already discounted.

Now, he could only rely on the intelligence he had collected about Feng Xiaotian before to try to play psychological warfare with him. If it still didn't work, he could only wait until the individual battle in the promotion match to make another effort.

Feng Xiaotian looked at him deeply, cast a look at his teammates off the court, and after receiving the encouraging eyes of the team members, he nodded.

"Tang San, you are stronger than I thought, and you are an opponent worthy of your full efforts. I was going to save this move for the finals, but it is not inappropriate to meet such a strong opponent like you."

"Next, I will use my self-created soul skill to attack you, so that everyone knows that self-created soul skills are not only for you, Tang San."

"The name of the soul skill is: 36 consecutive slashes of the Wind Wolf, you have to be careful."

Another self-created soul skill?

In the venue, the audience who had just enjoyed the dazzling and wonderful close combat between the two sides were still discussing Tang San's strength.

After hearing this, they became excited again, and the cheers became more enthusiastic. This soul master competition is indeed a fight between dragons and tigers, but the soul masters with dragon and tiger martial spirits seem to be a little bit weak.

He also has a self-created soul skill?

Tang San was surprised, but also a little happy.

What was surprising was that, besides himself, he first learned that there were people of his age who had self-created soul skills.

The happy thing is that Feng Xiaotian's words mean that he will still fight with himself next, so he may still have a chance.

The name of the 36 consecutive slashes of the Swift Wind Demon Wolf is different from Huo Wu Yaoyang of the Blazing Fire Academy. In terms of self-created soul skills, he does not believe that the unique skills of the Tang Sect will not be better than the self-created soul skills of a peer.

"Come on."

Tang San exhaled a breath of turbid air and cast his eyes on Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian's lips moved slightly, but he didn't say anything. This person is not authentic. I give you so much face, don't you know to give something back? Then let's see the truth in battle.

On his body, the second soul ring flashed, and the two-headed Swift Wind Demon Wolf behind him merged into his body. With the two wolves possessing him, his state was adjusted to the best.

A long howl came from Feng Xiaotian's mouth, and his momentum and green light and shadow became stronger, and he was already in the sky at this time.

Awoo

Another howl sounded, and Feng Xiaotian's body suddenly began to fall from the sky.

Strangely, his huge body with wings spread out did not make a sound during the fall, and the diffuse green light was all restrained.

At this time, his body and wings fit into a perfect angle, and the wind resistance seemed to have no effect on him at all. Only a wind attribute soul master like him could find the best descending channel from the wind so correctly.

Tang San frowned slightly, and a not-so-obvious purple light flashed in his eyes. He could see the sharp edges of Feng Xiaotian's wings flashing with faint green light under the sunlight. The so-called 36 consecutive slashes of the Wind Demon Wolf were obviously emitted from these wings.

On his body, the third soul ring lit up slightly, and the spider web bound him. Before formal contact, he had to test the other party's quality first.

Feng Xiaotian in mid-air naturally also noticed his movements, but did not dodge, just slightly deflected his body, and when Tang San's spirit skill was about to fall on him, his wings first touched the spider web made of blue silver grass.

Light appeared on the wings, and the blue silver broke.

Almost without any pause, Tang San's third spirit skill was instantly cut in half and thrown behind him by Feng Xiaotian.

Tang San's pupils shrank slightly, and he had no power to resist at all. He decisively gave up his previous plan and his left hand shrank behind him.

"First cut."

Feng Xiaotian had already arrived in the sky directly in front of Tang San, and the moment the voice came out, his wings also merged into his arms, like two large guillotines, flashing green light, slashing towards Tang San fiercely, as if trying to split him in two.

Clang, the sound of two metal weapons colliding sounded from the ring.

Tang San's right leg was pulled back, and his body was bent down. A black hammer was held in his hand, and from bottom to top, it collided with Feng Xiaotian's slash.

Feng Xiaotian was knocked away and a mouthful of blood spurted out from his mouth. His eyes fell on the black hammer held in Tang San's left hand.

Tang San didn't feel good either. His body slid far back on the ring, and a trace of blood also overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

The impact he received was actually more serious than that of Feng Xiaotian, but he used to slide backwards to relieve a lot of the force. On the other hand, he remembered that Tang Hao said that he was paying attention and he was not allowed to let anyone let him go. He looked so embarrassed that he swallowed the blood in his mouth.

"Okay, very good, Tang San. I didn't expect you to still have a second martial spirit hidden. This way, defeating you will make me even more excited."

Feng Xiaotian's arms were still shaking unnaturally, and his wings had reappeared, but he laughed out loud.

He immediately identified Tang San's left hand, and the hammer that suddenly appeared was his martial spirit, confirming that the other party was the owner of twin martial spirits, but he did not recognize the Clear Sky Hammer, he just felt that it looked familiar.

In fact, it's not his fault. From the appearance, the Clear Sky Hammer is not too eye-catching, and it hasn't appeared in people's sight for a long time. It's not surprising that he didn't recognize it for a while.

But just because he couldn't recognize it didn't mean that others couldn't recognize it either. Most of the people in the scene were still surprised when Tang San's second martial spirit appeared.

On the northernmost high platform, several people could not sit still.

"Twin martial spirits? Clear Sky Hammer?"

The one who reacted most violently was Emperor Xueye. When he saw the hammer in Tang San's hand, he immediately turned around and looked at the three major education committees behind him.

After realizing that they were also shocked, they slowly moved their gaze to the side.

Similar to his reaction was Salas, who was standing next to the three major educational committee members. He did not dare to speak, but his eyes were directed towards Han Li in front of him.

No, to be precise, the eyes of everyone in the stands were focused on Han Li, wanting to see his reaction.

The appearance of the Clear Sky Hammer means that the Clear Sky Sect, which was blatantly forced to seal the mountain by Wuhun Palace, has reappeared in the eyes of everyone.

Han Li still had a faint smile on his face. After scanning their faces, he said calmly: "Well, Clear Sky Hammer, everyone should continue watching the game."

As if he didn't expect this reaction, the stands became strangely silent for a moment, which was in stark contrast to the noise in the venue.

Salas took a step forward, but was forced back by Han Li's look. He sat down again. Emperor Xue Ye moved his lips, but didn't say anything. He could only cast his gaze on the field.

Ning Fengzhi ignored Yu Yuanzhen, who was about to make eye contact with him. He lowered his head, but his eyes flashed.

He didn't expect that Tang Hao would dare to let Tang San expose the Clear Sky Hammer at this time, and Han Li's attitude was also very strange. Salas was quite normal. He who prided himself on being wise couldn't understand the situation.

On the stage, after Feng Xiaotian shouted loudly, he did not stop, but launched another attack.

The strength of his opponent made him even more excited. Defeating such an opponent would further prove his strength.

Although he lacked the momentum from the previous high altitude, the previous first blow also caused injuries to the opponent. Under such circumstances, pursuing perfection would only give the opponent a chance to breathe, which was contrary to his attack philosophy.

Therefore, his movements were a little faster.

Under the dive, Feng Xiaotian gave up the attack with his wings, and was once again carried away by Tang San with his hammer. However, unlike before, he did not stop attacking, but relied on the power of Tang San's hammer to fly in the air. With a twist, the left wing had quickly slashed over again.

Tang San felt equally uncomfortable. He had the intention to swallow the last flying mushroom sausage that Oscar had prepared for him, but under Feng Xiaotian's fierce attack, he couldn't find the chance to take it.

He tried to use the ghost shadow to dodge, but unlike the previous wind blade, Feng Xiaotian's wings were also double arms, which were much more flexible than the wind blade. Feng Xiaotian was faster than him. Fan Zongbu is strong, but even if it is strong, it cannot change its effect of moving, not teleporting.

He didn't dare to bet on whether his body could withstand the attack if it was affected.

Therefore, Tang San could only bite the bullet, borrow the observation of the Purple Demon Eye, and use the Clear Sky Hammer to counterattack, trying to attack the same part, forcing Feng Xiaotian to give up the continuous slashing, being one step ahead of him and unable to withstand the injury.

The scene fell into a stalemate briefly.