Douluo: Martial Spirit Black Dragon, I am the Lord of the Gods

Chapter 40: Chapter 40: Xuan Ming Vs Yan, First Spirit Battle!!!



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"You lose."

After a fierce fight, Yan, who was in a defensive state throughout, was still knocked out of the fighting arena by Xie Yue.

"Holy Cow!"

Yan got up from the ground. Although he looked disheveled, he did not seem to be injured.

"Yan's martial soul is the Flame Lord, a special ancient martial soul with dual attributes of fire and earth. It possesses the characteristics of extreme heat, strong attack, and strong defense." Hu Liena introduced.

"In a head-on confrontation, even my brother would have a hard time doing any harm to him."

"What about you?" Xuan Ming asked.

"Me? I'm a mind control soul master, specializing in defeating simple-minded gorillas like him with strong limbs." Hu Liena said.

"Nana, how am I simple-minded?" Yan looked at her with resentment.

"Every time you are defeated by my fox charm in one move, you have no memory at all. Aren't you simple-minded?" Hu Liena was speechless.

When they first started practicing, everyone's mental strength was very weak, and most soul masters were indeed at a disadvantage when facing mind control soul masters.

But! Disadvantages are disadvantages!

It's another matter if he still doesn't learn his lesson after being beaten so many times!

"Uh..."

Yan was a little embarrassed.

"It's not that your charm is too great and I can't handle it."

Xie Yue walked down from the fighting arena, "Yan, remember this, Nana's second soul skill is very powerful. If you act like before, you'll probably have to stay in the treatment room."

Although Yan was at a disadvantage when facing Hu Liena, he was not completely powerless to fight back. The main reason was that this guy had a short memory.

"Nana, how about we have a fight too?" Yan said.

"I will definitely not be the same this time!"

"Haha!"

Hu Liena couldn't help but roll her eyes.

"Come on, I don't know how many times you've said this."

She always said she would not be careless, but she always got caught! Sometimes she suspected that Yan did it on purpose, he had a masochistic tendency!

Beating this guy up is a reward for him!

"How about you two give it a try?" Xie Yue looked at Yan, then at Xuan Ming.

"You haven't fought a spirit battle yet, right?"

"No." Xuan Ming said.

"Brother." Hu Liena frowned.

"Xuan Ming is only six years old and has just obtained a spirit ring. I'm afraid he can't even fight. How can he fight with Yan?"

"You know that this guy has no sense of proportion when it comes to fighting. What if he hurts Xuan Ming?"

"Why have I lost my sense of propriety again?" Yan looked confused.

No, why does it seem like he is useless?

"But Yan has thick skin and tough flesh, so he is very suitable to be a sandbag." Xie Yue said.

"Sandbag?" Yan's eyes twitched.

No, you coming too?

Xie Yue patted Yan's shoulder and said, "Just let Xuan Ming experience the feeling of fighting spirit. Besides, don't you want to see his martial spirit?"

"This..." Yan thought about it and nodded.

"Okay, I'll play with him."

"What about you?" Xie Yue looked at Xuan Ming.

"Yeah." Xuan Ming nodded.

He had never fought with anyone. The two times he killed someone before, the first time was a sneak attack, taking advantage of the person's misfortune, and the second time was almost a sneak attack from behind. Moreover, Bals was so frightened that he was killed before he even released his martial spirit.

"Be careful." Hu Liena looked at Yan.

Yan was stunned, a little flattered, "Nana, I'm fine, just let go..."

"I'm asking you to be careful and not to hurt Xuan Ming." Hu Liena said.

"Oh..."

Yan became depressed again.

After briefly explaining the rules of the fighting spirit, Yan and Xuan Mimg walked onto the fighting spirit stage. When one party falls off the fighting spirit stage or voluntarily admits defeat, the fighting spirit ends immediately and the other party cannot fight again.

During the soul fighting process, it is strictly forbidden to use heavy hands, attack vital points, or attack in a way that damages the opponent's martial soul.

Just enough.

"Don't be nervous, it's just an experience." Yan said.

"Yeah." Xuan Ming raised his right hand, and a spear that was completely black with a dark blood-red light flashing at the tip appeared in his hand.

But unlike before, there were faint flashes of black electric light in the blood-red dark light.

"Xuan Mimg, martial soul, blood spear, level 13."

"??!"

Yan was confused.

No, buddy, twin martial spirits?! Aren't you only six years old? How come you're already level thirteen? Are you kidding me?!

"That's… another martial spirit?"

Looking at the blood-red spear that appeared in Xuan Ming's hand, dozens of spectators under the fighting arena immediately started talking.

Anyone with eyesight can tell that Xuan Mimg is a soul master with a mutated beast spirit. The spear in his right hand is not a weapon, but a spirit! The same twin spirits as the Pope?

"Nana, didn't you tell him that he can't just make up his own soul power level?" Xie Yue said.

"Yes." Hu Liena was also a little confused.

"Then why did he say he was level thirteen?" Xie Yue asked puzzledly.

"Isn't he only six years old and has just obtained a spirit ring?"

The spirit ring I just obtained should be level 11, how could it be level 13? "I don't know either, Grandpa Ju told me." Hu Liena said.

"Also, the color of his spirit ring... is a bit dark."

"…"

"Yan, martial spirit, Flame Lord, twenty-level."

After a brief moment of confusion, Yan quickly came to his senses and reported his martial soul and level.

"Please enlighten me."

"First Soul Skill: Thunderstorm!"

Xuan Ming chanted the soul spell, the yellow soul ring flashed brightly, and black lightning burst out from the tip of the spear like a small snake.

Yan's eyes twitched slightly, "Next time you fight with your soul, try it out first, don't use your soul skills right away."

"Soul skills are used at critical moments, not for you to throw right away."

"Yes." Xuan Ming responded and indicated that he would take note of it.

Yan took a deep breath, "Come on, let me see your..."

"Second Soul Skill: Granite!"

Before he could finish his polite words, after Xuan Mimg approached quickly with the blood spear in hand, Yan instantly felt the terrifying threat posed by the black lightning. He quickly released his second soul skill, creating a piece of granite rock with flowing hot magma, blocking it in front of him.

Xuan Ming clenched the blood spear and swung it with force. The tip of the spear, which was wrapped in black lightning, smashed heavily on the granite.

Bang!

The black lightning exploded, shattering the granite directly, and continued to slash at Yan behind him.

Yan's expression changed drastically and he quickly raised his hand to block.

The blood spear, whose power was mostly weakened by the granite, hit Yan's arm. Although it did not cause much damage, the scattered lightning still spread on Yan's body, directly covering half of his body.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, Xuan Ming quickly retreated and kept his distance.

"What kind of ghost skill is this?!"

Yan had a nauseous look on his face, his arms were still a little out of control, and he even had difficulty bending his fingers.

It directly destroyed his second soul skill. Is this his first soul skill?!

He understood that lightning would explode, but the scattered lightning could actually "bite" people! What was even more bizarre was that when he first touched the strange blood spear, he actually felt that his soul power and physical strength were being taken away!


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