Douluo: My Martial Spirit is the Devil Fruit Tree - Chapter 97
97. Chapter 97 Two Wushun Fusion techniques!
Chapter 97 Two Wushun Fusion techniques!
“Come! Let me see how much changes you have been in the past four years!”
Obo drank a furious: “Let you do it first! Don’t say I bully you!”
Speaking, a huge black turtle behind him stood behind him.
superior!
The five people in the evil moon launched an attack together.
Suddenly.
Two, three four waved waving a long gun, jumping fiercely, stabbing Abo’s head quickly.
That’s it?
Obo grabbed the gun’s head casually, and tilted his head and glanced at two or three four.
“Broken Steel!”
Seven or eight or nine who had already leaned down, grabbed the opportunity, stared at the legs, the cold light appeared, and the knife was out of the sheath.
“The first soul! Whirlwind Blade!”
“The first soul! Claw!”
At the same time, Hu Liena Xieyue held a round blade from the other two directions and launched an attack.
Faced with the upcoming three attacks, Obo did not move and let him pass by.
Whether it is the seventh or eight -nine knife, or the round blade of the evil moon just left a scratch on Obo, it did not hurt its flesh.
How can this be?
Before the crowd was surprised, Obo threw away the second and third four.
“You just have this strength!”
Before Obo finished speaking, there was a light flashed in Meng Xiao’s eyes. The black trunk of the devil fruit tree grew crazy and drilled from the ground, surrounded the burly body of Obo.
“The first soul! Black cage!”
… …
Is this .. His first soul skills?
On the mountain on the mountain, he saw Meng Xiao’s soul skills shook his head.
Hua but not true.
With this defense alone, it cannot be broken.
You must know that Obo’s martial arts are the mysterious turtles, known for their strong defense.
“Well, it seems that this group of ghosts want to fold!” Ghost Dou Luo seemed to see Meng Xiao’s failure.
Even Obo’s defense could not be broken, and he had no head.
Elastic
Just as their discussions, Obo broke out of strong momentum, instantly broken Meng Xiao’s black tree roots.
“The first soul! Burning the sky!”
While Obo had not responded, he used the first soul skills. Only three meters centered on Obo, it ignited the fire.
“Hey, you have to look at me!”
Seeing a shock, he smiled and boasted.
“Oh? Yes!”
In the flame, Obo slowly came out, looking indifferently.
“this….”
Five people present were all stunned.
After a round of attack, Obo felt that he didn’t suffer a trace of injury.
“Sure enough … Emperor Soul is not so defeated …”
Everyone was heavy inside.
“Hey, there are no other tricks … If not, I have to do it!”
Obo pulled out his ears and did not take these people in his eyes.
“It seems … can only use the trick …” Several people looked at each other, and then nodded with each other.
What?
Strike?
I do not know how.
Meng Xiao heard that the five were ready to launch an attack, and were aggressive.
What .. Can you still practice with me?
Just as he spit.
The scene was hung with a monster wind, and a vortex was slowly formed, and the center was the three of Hu Lena.
This is….
Meng Xiao seemed to think of this scene.
It seems that in the original book … This instructor who defeated this trick, maybe the original teaching official soul king level, and this Obo is the Emperor Soul … Can this trick be effective?
… …
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Ah.
interesting.
It turned out to be Wuhun fusion.
In the mountains and forests, Bibidong saw the evil moon under the mountains, and some surprised.
“These three children, whether or not they can play Obo, are all.” Bidong said.
“Yes, under the Pope’s Crown, although it is the fusion of Wuhun, the Emperor of the Emperor Soul Emperor … still not enough.” Ghost Dou Luo looked at the form below.
“Um.” Ju Dou Luo nodded.
“What about the two children?” Bi Bidong frowned, and then pointed to the two brothers of two or four.
“What!”
Chrysanthemum Dou Luo was shocked.
Another martial arts fusion technique!
How can this be!
It is necessary to know that the fusion of Wuhun can be used casually. This requires people who integrate Wuhun to have a very high tacit understanding and trust.
Elastic
Two martial arts fusion skills!
Obo looked at the purple tornado that Hulena gradually rose, and glanced at the gradually condensed Black Dragon Soul of the two, three, three, and seven or eighty -nine.
At this moment, he faced the five children in front of him.
“Wushun fusion skills! Demon charm!”
“Wushun fusion skills! Bai Lian Black Dragon!”
Suddenly, the two kinds of martial arts fusion techniques were released together, and the powerful waves formed instantly broke the surrounding trees.
“Sixth Soul Skills! Xuanzhi’s hard armor!”
The purple light bloomed, and the black dragon drowned Obo’s body with a terrible momentum.
boom–
A few meters centered on Obo, a few meters of ground cracking.
“This time … see you are undefeated!”
The five people on the field were panting, and it seemed that the use of martial arts fusion skills also consumed them.
How is this possible!
Dust is settled.
A figure still stands in place.
That’s Obo.
I saw a brunt on his chest, but it did not hurt the key.
“Yes! It actually broke the shield of my sixth soul skills! If it weren’t for me to promote the Emperor of the Soul, it would really be defeated by you!”
“But unfortunately … you have no chance!”
The mysterious turtle behind Obo looked at him and was attached to him.
He is ready to do it!
Elastic
We … I lost, even the strongest skills can’t play Obo!
Everyone was knowing the state of themselves, so that the finishing skills were not much physical.
“This Obo is really strong …”
Two, three or four said, he said with his companions around us: “A few of us have eaten Meng Xiao’s fruit, which has doubled the strength. In theory, several of our use skills are more than doubled on weekdays.! “”
“Is this the soul skills brought by the Wannian Soul Ring!” Said a sweat on his face.
… …
“Obo’s sixth soul skills are quite resistant.” The ghost Douro in the forest smiled.
“This time … These little ghosts are defeated.”
“The victory is not divided, don’t be so anxious, the little ghost!” Ju Dou Luo frowned, looking at the ghost Douro.
“After using Wuhun integration skills, these little ghosts have reached the limit. How? Old chrysanthemums, do you think you can hit Obo, who is the emperor with the little ghost named Meng Xiao.”
“Just now, Obo didn’t hurt much.” Ghost Douro said.
“Hmm …” Bibidong also thought this idea was not practical.
He Meng Xiao’s talent is just a great soul master. The Emperor Obo hit him without any room for resistance.
“Wait ahead.”
Within the training location, Meng Xiao, who had an edge OB for a while, came out and looked at Obo’s burly body and his eyes flashed a strange color and said:
“I play with you.”
“Oh, you…”
Obo laughed.
“The five of them have used two kinds of martial arts fusion techniques to hit me. Now, if you are alone, do you think there is a chance to win?”
It’s not the author … Always experience the new mood of the author’s dozens of dozens in the background …
(This chapter is finished)