"Next, let's invite two powerful soul sects to appear!"

As a Soul Sect-level competition, there are still a lot of spectators. In the Soto City Great Fighting Soul Arena, the battle between the Soul Sects was already quite exciting.

Some of the spectators in the stands chanted the name of the giant elephant tower, and the rest also showed expressions of watching the show, obviously not optimistic about the newcomer Dawn Dawn.

It seems that this bald guy is still a little popular here.

Xia Ling, who had not yet come on stage, glanced at the surrounding audience and thought in his heart.

What he didn't know was that in addition to these monsters, the Wild Road Soul Master who could achieve five consecutive victories in the Great Fighting Soul Arena was already quite a powerful character, more or less something.

The tower had already stepped forward, raising its arms in response to the cheers of his fans.

Looking at the iron tower swaying on the stage, Xia Ling's feet stepped on nine steps and floated up. After standing still on the stage, he stood with his hands in his hands, and he looked like a master.

It's a pity that he is wearing a black power suit, and he doesn't have the fairy smell of white clothes at all.

"So young?"

The audience in the audience was stunned, they had heard that Dawn Dawn was so domineering, and they thought it should be a ruthless man who had been walking the rivers and lakes for many years, but they didn't expect to jump up to a slightly "thin" teenager.

In fact, the muscles under the summer spiritual strength are also very terrifying, and they are not thin at all. It's just that his body is well-proportioned, and with the limitations of the young man's body, compared with the two-meter-tall iron tower opposite, he instantly looks thinner.

"The players on both sides, please take their positions and release their martial spirits." The host said with high emotions.

"Possessed by a giant elephant!"

The tower opened its arms and roared, and four soul rings of yellow, yellow, purple and purple appeared at his feet.

His already tall figure swelled outward again, reaching an astonishing two meters and a half percent.

The muscles up and down the body bulged violently, the shoulders were wide and the back was broad, and the blood vessels like a giant python were exposed under the bronzed muscles, jumping suddenly and suddenly.

Different from Xia Ling and Oscar's well-proportioned figures, the iron tower after the martial soul possession is extremely strong, standing on the stage like a humanoid giant elephant.

Just after he completed the possession of the martial soul, he roared fiercely at the surroundings, especially at the summer spirit, probably to show his strength.

As soon as I looked at the figure and martial soul, I knew that this tower was also a power-type soul master, perhaps similar to the path taken by Zao Wou-ki.

Listening to the chanting of the audience, the tower seemed extremely satisfied. Unexpectedly, the black-clothed young man opposite was unmoved, which made him a little confused.

"Boy, you don't release the martial spirit?" The tower urn asked angrily.

Although his tower is partially influenced by martial spirits, his fighting style is fierce and his appearance is vicious, it does not mean that he is a villain. On the contrary, he has been in this big fighting arena for a long time, but he has always been very disciplined.

He longs for an upright confrontation and disdains third-rate tactics such as sneak attacks.

Xia Ling shook her head, "No. ”

This shaking of the head made the tower angry, he thought that Xia Ling was despising himself, and immediately raised his fists, roared angrily and rushed towards the young man in front of him who didn't know the height of the sky.

"Damn boy! You have to pay the price for your conceit! ”

Xia Ling: Day, is that because I look down on you? I also want to use it! The true dragon martial soul can't be used, so what can you do if you simply summon a hammer and axe?

Looking at the iron tower that swooped down like a tank, a raging fire also ignited in the heart of the summer spirit.

Such an opponent is also his favorite, there is no intrigue in terms of various skills, and there are just the purest collisions.

A game of strength is a game of strength, this is the romance of a real man!

Come and feel the thrill of the most primitive battle!

"Boom!"

The fists of one big and one small collided violently.

Xia Ling still withdrew the right fist that had just been stretched out lightly, as if everything before was just an illusion.

On the other hand, although there was nothing to do on the surface after the fight, he was actually physically almost out of balance.

Different from the audience watching a lively audience, Tie Ta only felt a huge force along his right arm to his upper body at the moment of the fist fight just now, which shocked the right half of his body a little numb.

It seems that the person who is opposing him is not a teenager, but a power-type soul beast that has transformed into a human being.

Tie Ta didn't say anything, but at this time, there was no anger in his eyes before, and it was replaced by solemnity.

Just now, his fist was full of sixty percent of its strength, and the young man took it so easily.

A soul master who can fight against himself without opening his martial soul must not be underestimated.

All thoughts flashed through the flashes, and within two seconds of the punch, the tower was already trying to pull back for the next round of attacks.

"Until I hit back."

Xia Ling whispered, didn't give him a chance to retreat, and followed with a small broken step.

I saw that his right leg only took half a step forward, far from the most suitable point for exerting force.

The tower subconsciously thought that the summer spirit would continue to follow up, so he only released a defensive skill of the first spirit ring, while continuing to lean back the center of gravity of his body.

But who knows, in the next second, Xia Ling's fist has already burst out.

It was almost only half a small arm away, but it really gave the tower a slam blow that didn't react.

Xingyi - half-step collapse fist!

Ever since Xia Ling's strength was double-sealed, he had picked up many martial arts moves and routines that he had made a wish before.

Although he had practiced some of these moves when he was a child, he did not practice them in depth because he had awakened his soul power.

Now that he can only rely on his physical strength, he can naturally only seek a breakthrough in the way he exerts his strength.

Some of the techniques contained in it are quite clever, and the fighting method of this pure wild way on the Douluo Continent can be described as a pure dimensionality reduction attack.

Just like the current tower, he has never seen such an unreasonable offensive method. Unable to judge the direction of Xia Ling's next attack, he was stumbled backwards by this punch, and almost lost his center of gravity.

But it's not over yet, just when he thinks that this time the summer spirit can't attack at such a close distance, right?

The black-clothed young man in front of him suddenly turned his body halfway, and with his shoulders and back as the focus point, he crashed into his arms.

Eight poles - Iron Mountain!

It's another martial arts technique.

The tower's abdomen, which was already a little unstable in its center of gravity, was slammed again.

At this time, he felt as if he had collided head-on with a thousand-year-old ironclad rhinoceros that was sprinting, and the bones and internal organs on his body seemed to be falling apart.

Although it was painful, Tie Ta still didn't panic, he felt that Xia Ling would definitely not have any more offensive means this time.

In such a small space, it is impossible to exert force.

He calmly lit up his third soul ring.

This soul ring is very peculiar, and it can increase his own strength and weight.

Relying on such a magical skill, the tower forcibly stood firm, and immediately prepared to teach the summer spirit under him a lesson.