Douluo God Level Selection System

"Okay, stop talking, I have already lit the incense, let's start!" Yu Xiaogang said, "You both must go all out for this game, otherwise, there will be no breakfast for the next week!"

Hearing that there might be no breakfast, everyone immediately became serious. Dai Mubai roared, the White Tiger Martial Soul possessed his body, and the third soul ability, White Tiger King Kong Transformation, was activated, and then took the initiative to block the front of the team.

Now Qi Ling didn't use spirit abilities, and Dai Mubai was assisted by Ning Rongrong's spirit abilities, and he was able to compete with Qi Ling for a while.

When the two were fighting, Zhu Zhuqing looked like a ghost, attacking from behind Qi Ling, Nether stabs Qi Ling's vest, and is about to win the game in one fell swoop.

Naturally, Qi Ling would not be subdued by this simple sum. His body shifted slightly to one side, letting Zhu Zhuqing's stab from under his ribs, and then the whole person fell backwards, with a move of "Arhat fell to the ground" and successfully resolved it. The two are offensive.

Zhu Zhuqing was hit by Qi Ling and immediately fell to the ground. Although he immediately stood up and maintained his posture, Qi Ling took the opportunity to get out of the two and surrounded him.

Dai Mubai wanted to pursue, but was blocked by Zhu Zhuqing's body and lost the opportunity.

Although the danger was turned into a bargain, before Qi Ling breathed a sigh of relief, new attacks have already followed!

After Ma Hongjun was possessed by Wuhun, he ate Oscar's flying mushrooms, and he suddenly seemed to become a real birdman, stirring his wings to fly into the sky.

"Hey, boss Qi, take the move!" Ma Hongjun said, spitting out a flame from his mouth. It was his soul skill: Phoenix FireWire.

Ma Hongjun's flame possesses extremely difficult attachment properties. Once it is contaminated, it is extremely difficult to extinguish, and it can ignite spontaneously, so Qi Ling also had to temporarily avoid his sharp edge and move quickly to avoid his flame.

With Ma Hongjun's current spirit power, if Qi Ling wears the golden holy dragon armor, he can completely ignore the damage he has done to him, but without using spirit skills, Ma Hongjun has become a powerful enemy that restricts himself.

So Qi Ling had to deal with Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing while avoiding Ma Hongjun's Phoenix line of fire. The three had one main attack, one auxiliary attack, and one long range, which made Qi Ling also feel a little headache.

"Third Brother, is the time yet? Can I take the shot?" At the back of the lineup, Xiao Wu asked Tang San excitedly, "Haha, I can't wait to surprise Brother Qi."

"Don't worry, Xiao Wu, you are the key to our victory, because one of us can determine the victory with one blow, and only your wrestling skills." Tang San said calmly, "Wait until I create enough opportunities for you. , You do it again!"

As a military teacher among the few, the reason why Tang San has not used his Blue Silver Grass to make a move is to find the right time!

Although Xiao Wu's wrestling skills could determine the outcome with one blow, as long as Qi Ling was still on the ground, Xiao Wu's attack would not succeed.

So the opportunity Tang San wanted to look for was when he could get Qi Ling's feet off the ground and lose the support of the earth!That was the best time for Xiao Wu to make a move.

Naturally, Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing had already received Tang San's hint, so they fought Qi Ling while leading him to the place Tang San designated.

When Qi Ling stood on that piece of land with his feet, Tang San said in his heart: "It's done!"

Then Qi Ling's Blue Silver Grass Martial Spirit was activated instantly, and on the land under Qi Ling's feet, the lush blue silver grass grew instantly, pushing Qi Ling into the air.

From the beginning of the battle, Tang San made this plan for everyone, planted the seeds of Blue Silver Grass here in advance, and tried his best to attract Qi Ling here.

This is naturally to create opportunities for Xiao Wu, because once Xiao Wu's wrestling skills are activated, it is a series of attacks that determines the outcome, an ability that others do not possess.

The moment Qi Ling was in the air, he also knew Tang San's plan. Sure enough, Xiao Wu had appeared behind Qi Ling in the next second, and his slender thighs clamped his neck.

"Hehe, Brother Qi, I'm sorry, this time the victory is won by us!" Xiao Wu said, and the spirit ability "waist bow" was activated and directly slammed Qi Ling to the ground.

What Xiao Wu used was her most proud wrestling skill, eight-stage wrestling!This is a wrestling technique that will not stop halfway once it is used. It will last for a full eight stages, so it gets its name.

Seeing Xiao Wu ascending into the sky, throwing Qi Ling out like a sandbag with all his strength, Ma Hongjun couldn't help but have a painful expression on his face: "Little San, you and Xiao Wu are very ruthless. I don't know. I thought you and Boss Qi had something Enmity."

"This is the rule set by the eldest brother. If you play against each other, you must go all out and attack with killing intent!" Tang San said.

"Big brother said, this is to familiarize us with the real battle in advance. If you are merciful in the battle, then you can only lose!"

"Ah, this..." Ma Hongjun said with a surprised expression, "I am afraid that only your brothers and sisters will have such a strange way of getting along!"

"Really? I didn't think it was any strange." Tang San said, looking at Qi Ling in the field, "because no matter how serious we are, we have never officially defeated Big Brother once!"

Xiao Wu's wild and violent eight-stage wrestling finally stopped Qi Ling from the sky and dropped one head below the ground before stopping the attack, and the whole person backed lightly and jumped back into the formation.

"Xiao Wu, could you do too much?" Dai Mubai hesitated, like the type of wrestling just now, if you change him, you will be paralyzed if you don't die.

But before Xiao Wu could speak, Zhu Zhuqing on the side said, "No, if this can solve him, he won't be that person."

As if to verify Zhu Zhuqing's words, after she finished speaking, Qi Ling's body slowly moved, got up from the big hole on the ground, and slowly rubbed his neck.

Ma Hongjun looked at Qi Ling as if safe and sound, and his eyes were almost staring: "I, I will go, Boss Qi is all right? Are we fighting a human?"

In fact, Qi Ling can't say that it's all right now. His whole body is also aching, and his muscles are aching to protect his body. If he is repeated this way, I am afraid he will not be able to hold it.

After all, Xiao Wu's eight-stage wrestling, like her own Tyrannosaurus Fist, exceeded the upper limit of their level of injury. They all belonged to the ability to determine the outcome as long as they were used.

The reason why Qi Ling was fine was because the true dragon body he had cultivated had extremely strong defensive power, enough to withstand such damage.

And there is another point, that is, the terrain here, the elastic ground of the soil, helped Qi Ling absorb a part of the power, and the damage he received was far less terrifying than it seemed.

"Huh, Xiao Wu, haven't you heard a word?" Qi Ling patted the dirt on his hair, "The head can be broken, and the hairstyle should not be messy."

"Brother, I am really angry!"