Xiao Wu's disregard of
the sword technique just now subverted their understanding of soul skills. Although the power of the condensed sword energy seemed average and not as exaggerated as Ling Yuan's eighth soul skill, the condensed sword energy was compressed to The ultimate soul power makes people tremble.
Could this be what the other party said in his diary, a different cultivation system in other worlds?
It's so terrifying!
No wonder the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, even if they can hurt gods, are not something that can be brought to the fore in other worlds.
A soul master with level 38 soul power can compress his soul power into a power comparable to that of a soul saint. This is unheard of and unprecedented in the entire continent.
If he reaches the level of a Titled Douluo and then compresses it with the Titled Douluo's soul power, will he be able to easily kill the gods instantly?
Ling Yuan's eyes became extremely hot when she looked at Wu Xing, wondering if she could learn the techniques from another world.
If he could learn this method, wouldn't he be more powerful than a second-level god?
"Why are you looking at me like this?" Seeing the shocked eyes of Ling Yuan and Xiao Wu, Wu Xing touched his nose.
"Young bastard...little one, can my sister learn the Shisui sword technique you just used?" Ling Yuan's eyes were shining with an expectant expression on her face.
There was nothing she could do, the sword skills performed by this little bastard in front of her would make even a titled Douluo greedy for her!
I had only mentioned it in my diary before, but it didn't have such a big impact. After all, it was a technique from another world and I hadn't seen it with my own eyes.
Now that it truly appeared in front of her, she realized how tempting it was.
Wu Xing's mouth twitched. He naturally understood that Lingyuan wanted to call him little bastard, but he changed his name to little bastard because he wanted to learn Zhishui swordsmanship.
"Sorry, you can't learn." Wu Xing rolled his eyes and said angrily.
"Why?" Lingyuan was stunned for a moment, then licked her lips and said seductively: "If you teach my sister this otherworldly skill, my sister can satisfy any of your conditions, including what you did with this little girl just now. Oh."
"..." Wu Xing.
"..." Xiao Wu.
Upon hearing Ling Yuan's words, Xiao Wu, who was still in shock, turned red instantly.
The matter between myself and Brother Wu Xing was actually exposed to outsiders, which is embarrassing to think about.
Wu Xing's head also darkened and he said, "Were you watching the battle just now?"
"Hmm," Ling Yuan nodded with a smile. She was enjoying the whole process as an audience.
For this reason, I changed several pairs of trousers.
"F*ck!"
When Wu Xing heard this, he felt bad and said angrily: "Even if you are my protector, you can't invade my privacy!"
"You still have the nerve to say that, if you weren't so impatient, Yesterday in the big spirit fighting arena, today in the wild, how could my sister violate your privacy?" Lingyuan rolled her eyes, thinking that she wanted to see it, but it's not like you, the bastard, ignored the scene and was obsessed with it.
If you are in the room, no matter how horny or thirsty I am, no matter how impatient I am, I will not look at you!
"..." Wu Xing was choked by Ling Yuan's words again. This girl also knew about Ning Rongrong playing the flute in the Soul Fighting Arena yesterday.
As expected of a ruthless character who destroyed most of the Qibao Glazed Sect as soon as he appeared on the scene. This bitch is not a good person.
Of course, he was quite attracted by Ling Yuan's temptation. Being able to ride a titled Douluo under him, his sense of accomplishment was beyond what simple love could compare to.
Unfortunately, Wu Xing still shook his head helplessly in the end: "Although I really want to promise you, you really can't learn it. There are many problems involved. We can only do it when the diary is opened to a more advanced level and can be connected to the comic book world."
Wu Xing was not lying. Even if he told her his inner skills, she would not be able to learn them because her body density did not meet the requirements.
Even if she learned it, it would still be comparable to soul skills unless she could increase her body density.
"Is that so?" Lingyuan was a little disappointed, but she also knew that different worlds had different cultivation systems, so she didn't force herself.
Anyway, with the opportunity of a copy of the diary, as the level increases, there is always a chance to learn it, so there is no rush.
Without talking about this topic again, Wu Xing slowly walked up to Tang San. Looking at the man who was in a miserable state, with his chest collapsed and bloody, and the corners of his mouth dripping with blood, he said with a playful smile: "Tang San, how do you feel?"
"Wu Xing, You must die a good death!" Although Tang San had several broken ribs, he still clutched his chest and glared at Wu Xing.
After the extreme despair in his heart at this time, madness ushered in.
The soul power is not as good as the opponent's, and the martial soul has no advantage. Even the Tang Sect's proud martial arts cannot be favored in front of the opponent. Even the Tang Sect's most relied on hidden weapons are easily neutralized by the opponent.
Such a blow was not a big blow to him.
However, the biggest blow was not these, but the defense line in his heart. Planning Xiao Wu to betray him, planning Xiao Wu to cuckold himself, this was the heaviest blow to him.
He even suspected that what he heard from the other party when he arrived at the top of the mountain and saw Xiao Wu's disheveled appearance was also a ploy by the other party.
The purpose is to humiliate him severely and deliberately trample on his own dignity!
"Tsk tsk." Seeing Tang San's incompetent roar, Wu Xing tsk-tsked and shook his head: "You are really a waste. Only a waste can scream."
"Wu Xing, I will fight with you!" He was severely humiliated into a waste. , Tang San roared and tried to get up, but what greeted him was Wu Xing's ruthless foot stepping on the opponent's head.
"Fight with me? Are you worthy?" Wu Xing stepped on Tang San's head and sneered.
"Let me go if you have the ability, I will definitely kill you, I will kill you!" Tang San's eyes were blood red, and traces of blood flowed from his eye sockets.
How could Tang San, who was already extremely concerned about face, accept the endless humiliation and the endless feeling of being trampled under his feet?
But even though there was endless resentment and anger in his eyes, he couldn't stand up no matter how hard he struggled.
"Haha." Facing Tang San's roar, Wu Xing laughed, not caring at all, and put a slight force on his feet, causing his whole face to sink into the soil.
"You should still think about how to survive."
A miserable cry came out, and the dirt got into Tang San's mouth. He felt the heavy pressure on his head. At this moment, he panicked, completely panicked.
He hasn't fulfilled his great dream and made Xiao Wu his wife, is he going to die here?
"Wu Xing, you can't kill me. This is Shrek Academy and I am Shrek's student. If you kill me, you will also suffer the teacher's revenge!" Tang San shouted in horror.
He was afraid, fearing that if the other party exerted force, his head would be trampled to pieces.
"So what?" Wu Xing said disdainfully.
"Xiao Wu, save me, save me!" After hearing Wu Xing's answer, Tang San knew that this guy was determined to kill him, and he quickly shouted to Xiao Wu.
But no matter how he shouted, Xiao Wu would just watch with cold eyes, a cold expression on his face.
This disgusting Tang San actually had the nerve to plead with me. How could you have heard what he said just now? Why did you take me seriously when you came forward just now? Now he is shamelessly asking for help, which is simply ridiculous.
Most importantly, why did you ever think of letting go of brother Wu Xing before you took action?
If Brother Wu Xing hadn't been so powerful, and if he hadn't been able to use the exercises, I'm afraid Brother Wu Xing would have been stabbed through the heart by ten thousand needles!
So Xiao Wu ignored Tang San's pleas and his angry shouts.
At most, after you die, I can burn some toilet paper for you to repay my former teammates. . .