Currently in Chapter 110 in PATREON
DGSL - English
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The battle between the two Spirit Douluo-level powerhouses was about to break out, and the dark night seemed to be divided.
On one side is deep, lightless darkness, and on the other side is the flash of thunder.
The two people in the Martial Spirit True Body State, every time they collide, there will be air ripples and shocking roars.
Even this small island, which was originally small, trembled slowly. The waves swept in one after another, gradually diluting the remaining blood on the port city wall.
And the more than 20 soldiers from the Dragon Soul Imperial Corps Squad that followed Wang Xiao also fought with the assembled soldiers from the Xihai Dragon Soul Engineer Squad.
In terms of the number of people on both sides, it is natural for Xihai Soul Engineer Group to have the upper hand.
As one of the Sun Moon Empire's elite soul engineer regiments, the number of soldiers is 200. Even if Wang Xiao and others wiped out a small team at the city wall, there are still at least 160 people left.
Excluding the more than twenty soldiers guarding Xu Zihuang in the castle, the strength of the Xihai soul engineer group right now is almost seven times that of Wang Xiao and others.
However, in terms of overall cultivation, the Xihai Soul Engineer Group is obviously far inferior, the elite of the Dragon Soul Imperial Corps brought by Wang Xiao are all soul emperors with a cultivation base of sixty or more.
Whereas for the Xihai Soul Instructor Group, there are less than ten people above the sixtieth level.
The battle between the soul master and the soul engineer is different from the confrontation between the two armies, the number does not represent an absolute advantage, but individual strength is more important.
After all, martial arts among soul masters are all kinds of strange things, and the soul skills are even more varied.
It is not as easy as you imagine to cooperate with each other.
For example, in group soul-fighting competitions that have been broadcast for a long time on the Douluo Continent, the members of both teams usually do not exceed seven people.
And even for a seven-member team, if they want to tacitly cooperate, they often have to go through several years of adaptation.
The more than 20 people from the Imperial Dragon Soul Corps side were divided into small teams of three to five people, dividing up the soldiers from the Xihai Soul Instructor Group.
While fighting each other in small teams, they also echo each other. With strong personal strength and perfect cooperation, the Xihai soul engineer group was constantly retreating.
It is enough to catch a glimpse of the mighty combat power of the Dragon Soul Imperial Corps.
"Don't be confused! They only have more than 20 people, and their consumption must be higher than ours. As long as we continue to consume like this, the advantage will gradually tilt to our side."
The terrified Xihai soul-guide soldiers subconsciously looked at the source of the sound with joy when they heard the familiar voice.
"Deputy Chief of the Armed Battalion!"
He was a red-faced, middle-aged man who also wore dark blue armor. He looks much older than Hai Xiao in age.
His height is only 1.6 meters and his body is extremely thick, but the strange thing is that his limbs are thin and small, which is completely out of proportion to his body.
The red-faced middle-aged man's body is hunched over, and his entire body is covered with gray-white pentagonal regular scales, which extend from his face to his back.
Forming a hemispherical armor behind him, this huge hemispherical armor even almost completely covered his limbs.
The person who came was Armed Camp, the deputy head of the Xihai Soul Engineer Group, his cultivation level was only lower than Hai Xiao's, and he was a genuine soul saint-level powerhouse.
The appearance of the Deputy Armed Battalion Chief was like a consolation, and the Xihai Soul Engineer Group, whose formation was on the verge of collapse, quickly integrated.
And the faces of the three Imperial Dragon Soul Corps soldiers who were closest to the Armaments Battalion turned grim in an instant.
A ruthless look flashed in the eyes of one of the thin youths who held a blue soul-guiding rapier in both hands.
The only sixth-ranked black soul ring next to him flashed, turning into more than a dozen blue afterimages, attacking the neck of the armada from behind.
"Sixth Soul Skill, Qingyingji!"
"Qing Mu! Don't be impulsive! That old thing's martial spirit is an armadillo, and it's not that easy to break through!"
The apparently stable middle-aged man next to Qing Mu hurriedly tried to stop him, but unfortunately, his martial spirit was not enough speed and there is no time to stop him.
In an instant, the more than ten cyan afterimages had arrived behind the Deputy Armed Battalion Chief. The soul-guiding rapier in his hand was like fine raindrops, falling towards the neck of the Deputy Armed Battalion Chief.
"Hmph."
The Deputy Armed Battalion Chief glanced sideways at Qing Mu, whose face was covered in blue scales behind him, and smiled coldly.
Immediately, his limbs, including his head, fully retracted into the hemispherical armor behind him.
The originally hunched body bent again, and his head and feet fit firmly together, finally forming a completely spherical shape.
Immediately after, this sphere covered with white-gray pentagonal scales suddenly exploded.
Leaping from the ground, directly colliding with more than ten afterimages formed by Qing Mu's sixth soul skill.
As the sixth soul skill, but also the ten thousand-year soul skill, Qingyingji is definitely not just a simple clone skill.
Each of these clones has 50% of Qing Mu's own strength. But in the same way, if the clone dies, it will come at a hefty price accordingly.
The afterimages were torn to pieces one after another, and Qing Mu's face changed slightly. With a ruthless heart, he controlled the afterimages to disperse.
On the other hand, the two of the Dragon Soul Imperial Corps with Qing Mu would also happily repel the Xihai Soul Instructor Group soldiers around them and come to meet them.
"Boom boom boom-"
A series of sonic explosions of clashing soul abilities and soul guides sounded one after another, and the two of them stopped all of the Xihai Soul Engineer Corps soldiers' attacks.
Behind the two of them, Qing Mu was panting heavily with a pale face, filled with embarrassment.
"Brother Tang, Uncle Fu, I was reckless this time."
The man that Qing Mu called Fu Shu was the middle-aged man who dissuaded him earlier. Right now his complexion was very ugly, but he didn't teach Qing Mu a lesson just now.
He just scolded him sullenly.
"Get up! Who taught you to face the enemy from behind in battle?!"
Before he finished speaking, an arm-thick soul-guiding concussion cannon shot out from his wrist and flew past Qing Mu's ear with force.
A soldier from the Xihai Soul Engineering Corps fell, and hot blood splattered all over Qing Mu's body.
Qing Mu tensed his body and looked at the Xihai Soul Engineer Group soldiers who had turned into a puddle of meat behind him.
He quickly got up and grabbed the blue soul guide rapier with both hands, adjusted his breathing, and assumed a defensive stance.
Seeing that Qing Mu couldn't be left behind, the Deputy Armed Battalion Chief felt somewhat regretful, but he didn't take it too seriously.
He believes that if the effect wears off slowly, it will be his group of Xihai soul engineers who will win in the end.
The only premise is that his division commander can contain Wang Xiao.
With this in mind, Deputy Armed Battalion Chief looked at the strange fish and the giant two-winged tiger that were fighting each other in the air with a changing expression.
At that time, he was surprised to find that his division chief had been constantly retreating.