"Boss, you're terrible! I'm ......quitting!" shouted Yuen Long.

His words made Zhang Yang, who was about to play, have a huge change in his heart, originally Zhang Yang felt that the venue was not big, and his speed might have an advantage. But now it seems that I can't see enough, but no matter what, I have to fight......

He didn't say much, he came up and directly turned on the martial spirit, the clouded leopard that stood up was much bigger than when he first saw it, the golden soul ring lingered on it, only to see the golden light flashing, Zhang Yang moved instantly, his speed was at least twice as fast as before, and a white light arrived in front of Wu Ming in an instant.

"It's good to come!" Wu Ming took a step back and directly opened the yellow paper martial soul, as soon as the golden and purple soul ring appeared, Zhang Yang felt that his soul ring was actually a little broken, and his martial soul was actually trembling.

He didn't have time to think, because Wu Ming's bland fist had already smashed over. Zhang Yang didn't dare to be tough, he chose to turn sideways to avoid, but as soon as he fixed his figure, he didn't have time to turn around and heard a joking laugh in his ear: "Xiao Yangyang, you lost!"

Wu Ming punched Zhang Yang's shoulder, and Zhang Yang flew out directly upside down, out of bounds impartial......

"I lost!" Zhang Yang said with some deflatment.

"You are much better than before, don't be discouraged, be calm!" Wu Ming did not scare people, but comforted him.

Just now he discovered a problem: after his Shadow Thunder Light Leopard Soul Ring appeared, Zhang Yang's soul ring was obviously suppressed, and even the martial soul was suppressed, could it be the same kind of suppression between soul beasts. Wu Ming still had doubts in his heart, and he wanted to ask the master later.

Unknowingly, in the one-on-seven game, Wu Ming had already won three people, and the fourth one was Ziying.

I saw Ziying quickly turn on the martial spirit,

However, she did not choose to attack Wu Ming, but flew directly in the air, a purple dandelion one meter and five high, with the thickness of three fingers. The leaves on it also shone with purple streamers. The tidbits are also purple and proud.

And the appearance of the soul ring is even more eye-catching, because the colorful phantom butterflies on the soul ring seem to come to life again and are tightly attached to the tidbits.

It turned out that she directly used the butterfly dance and could fly for 2 seconds. I saw her left hand rubbing directly on the martial spirit, and the purple tidbits flew towards Wu Ming, directly covering Wu Ming's sight.

Wu Ming could only wait for the tidbits to fall, and two seconds later, she saw Ziying landing, her face was pale, but she smiled. She said happily: "Captain, I held on for five seconds!"

"Hmm! You're great! You didn't choose close quarters, remember that the auxiliary soul master must keep a distance from the opponent. And you're the first of us to create our own soul technique. Wu Ming smiled.

His heart was a little shocked: because Ziying was actually a self-created soul technique just now. Take advantage of the many and light tidbits of your martial spirit, and then choose to use it to interfere with the enemy's line of sight to buy time for yourself. actually appeared on this seemingly innocent little girl.

"Self-created soul technique!?" the others looked at Wu Ming suspiciously.

"Yes, Ziying's butterfly dance is an additional state brought by the colorful phantom butterfly, which can be regarded as her own soul skill, and she used the two seconds of flight to use the tidbits on the martial soul to interfere with my vision, which can be said to be a self-created soul skill. This is remarkable, everyone should learn from Ziying. ”

"That's the case, that's great!!" shouted Yuen Long.

The others also smiled in return, which made Ziying feel a little shy, and she could only smile.

Everyone is also deeply inspired, according to their own characteristics, from the soul creation technique, good to pull the wind.

"Next!" Wu Ming urged, interrupting everyone's thoughts. Everyone found a problem, that is, the entire rhythm was controlled by Wu Ming.

It was Shi Mo's turn to play, there was no expression on his dark face, and Wu Ming also had to sigh, this guy is too steady! I don't know if his diamond martial soul is hard enough.

But seeing Shi Mo's body shocked, his eyes became stagnant, his round eyes flashed with light, the golden soul ring rose from the soles of his feet, and the muscles of his arms bulged rapidly, almost twice as big as before. The body has also grown a lot, and it is already close to the physique of an adult.

On his right hand, there was a black stone shield about a meter in diameter.

"First Soul Skill: Stone Shield!" Shi Mo finally stopped being silent and shouted.

Just when everyone thought that Shi Mo would attack by defending, he rushed out, and it was the state that the one-horned barbarian attached to him: savage collision.

Wu Ming did not retreat, but advanced, he stretched out his left palm and directly attached it to the black and smooth stone shield.

Shi Mo's savage collision actually had an impact force of about five hundred catties, which was already very powerful, and Wu Ming had a number in his heart.

He let out a long howl: "Give me defeat!"

He actually pushed Shi Mo, and even brought a shield, and was directly pushed out by him.

"I lost!" Shi Mo was still as calm as a stone.

"Well, you're doing a great job, you're able to take the initiative to attack! 2 seconds of savage charge, if the opponent's strength is lower than you, your tactic is undoubtedly successful. Wu Ming smiled.

"I can't see that this Shi Mo is still a sullen type!" Xiao Xiong quipped. He and Shi Mo have the best relationship in private, so they make fun of him on weekdays.

Shi Mo rolled his eyes, but there was no sound of pits.

"No, boss, I abstain! I admit defeat!" Yuen Long saw the old god standing on the ground in Wu Ming.

Because Wu Ming was already looking at him, his face was full of cannibalistic smiles, at least Yuen Long felt that this was a cannibalistic smile, and he was the one who was to be eaten.

"Brother Qiu, Brother Qiu, come on, come on!" Xiao Wu clapped her hands, she had already walked out of the bitterness of failure.

"Eh, Sister Xiaowu, are you really okay like this?" Yuen Long was still chattering crookedly below.

"Come up, Brother Qiu, or I'll go down and look for you!!" Wu Ming still had a cannibalistic smile.

"Boss, you are light! I'm afraid it hurts!" Yuen Long walked with his face half-covered while holding the lute, slower than the old lady.

Wu Ming smiled: "Hold on for three seconds, and reward you with a copper coin!"

"Well, I'm here, talk about it!" he walked as he released his martial spirit.

"is really fragrant...... The strange and terrifying soul spell was particularly loud, but there was no movement in Yuen Long's martial spirit.

Wu Ming was stunned for a moment, and secretly said badly, he was fooled by this kid.

It turned out that Yuen Long deliberately shouted so loudly, in fact, it was not to use soul skills at all, but to attract Wu Ming's attention and cast the spirit cat escape.

Five seconds of the spirit cat escaped the skills of the multi-pa suit, Yuen Long's figure shuttled through the venue like a civet, and Wu Ming actually didn't catch him. Two seconds had passed, but at the last second, Yuen Long was extremely sad.

He saw Wu Ming summon a martial soul, and at the same time shouted lightly: "First Soul Skill: Divine Purple Lightning!"

He ran more happily, but he fell into Wu Ming's arms, it turned out that Wu Ming learned Yuen Long to strike east and west, he only chanted mantras, but did not launch soul skills, forcing Yuen Long to throw himself into the net, the outcome can be imagined......