Douluo's Stalking Lottery System

Chapter 181 180. Because I'm afraid of pain, I have full defense!

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Walk on thin ice, step by step.

These two idioms can be said to vividly describe the tactics of the Royal Fight team at this moment.

Every step is extremely solid, with the Shijia brothers as the forward, and the rest of them are steadily advancing behind him. They are not greedy for meritorious advancement, and they can be said to be as stable as old dogs.

Yang Ming tried to shoot a fireball from a distance. The fireball condensed by the fire from Qinglian's heart was basketball-sized and powerful.

Where the fireball passed, the air was distorted by the high temperature of thousands of degrees, and the light of the eyes was deflected, which made people unrealistic.

The Shi Family brothers are like two thick shields, standing side by side, their heads shrunk into their chests, and the khaki light of soul power emerges from the surface, accompanied by the three soul rings on their bodies. They are surprised by the defensive soul skills. And the persevering tortoise shell keeps the hot fireball out.

For fear of pain, full defense!

boom!

Among the surging fireworks, the tortoise shell was burnt black, and there were faint signs of melting.

But at the next moment, a cold voice suddenly came from behind the Shijia brothers:

"It's just a mere burn!"

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by a faint fragrance, a white light fell from the sky. The white light looked very peculiar. It turned out to be in the form of petals, slowly falling, directly on the Shi family brothers, and lightly integrated into his body.

The slightly melted parts of the tortoise shell immediately healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, and returned to its original appearance in the blink of an eye.

That's right, this white light, like a flower petal, floated from the hand of Ye Lingling, the only auxiliary soul master in the Royal Fight.

At this time, resting in Ye Lingling's hands, it was a pink crabapple flower, composed of white and pink petals, with a gorgeous flower color and graceful posture.

Flowering branches and vines slipped from both sides of Ye Lingling's palms, soft and graceful against the wind, weeping in the wind, like a lady with beautiful hair covering her face, her veins and veins are affectionate and graceful.

At this moment, the purple light on her body had just converged, and it was obvious that the white petal-like light before was her thousand-year spirit ring ability.

Wuhun!Nine Heart Begonia!

This is a very peculiar healing martial spirit, no matter how many spirit rings it has, there is only one spirit ability.

This is exactly its terrifying point. Its function lies in collective healing. The degree of healing is controlled by the soul master's mind. The higher the level, the more soul rings, and the more soul power used for healing.

Ye Lingling is one of the three immortal descendants of Jiuxin Begonia. Jiuxin Begonia martial arts has always been a single heir. Each generation can only have one successor, and those who live at the same time can only have two Jiuxin Begonia soul masters. , Only if one died, one could appear in the offspring, which can be said to be the least number of Wuhun.

It has to be said that the C tactics developed by Huangdou Team specifically for Yang Ming are very strong!

During training before, Dean Flender once pointed out Yang Ming's weakness, which was more than exploded and lacked battery life.

All the skills Yang Ming possesses are high-burst and high-damage, capable of killing opponents in the shortest time, but at the same time the sequelae are also great, that is, Yang Ming's lack of spirit power.

This is because Yang Ming needs three times the soul power of an ordinary person to upgrade each level, which means that Yang Ming's soul power reserve is three times that of the same level!

Even so, Yang Ming still faces the dilemma of a shortage of soul power. Once he is caught in a protracted battle, he cannot break through the opponent's line of defense in a short time, and he will only become more passive.

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To figure this out, Yang Ming felt a little tricky.

Of course, it's just a little tricky!

"Open the door, close the door, give birth, hurt the door, open!"

In the shocked gaze of the Douhuang Team, Yang Ming suddenly changed his aura, and extremely powerful spirit power fluctuations emerged from his body. When the four doors were opened, his spirit power directly passed the soul sect and reached the first level of the soul king.

Hairs stood upside down like a hedgehog, Yang Ming’s muscles swelled abruptly, and the soul power in his body could not fill the body surface, forming a soul flame covering the body, a trace of soul flame and air friction The arc entangled around him, making him look like a super Saiyan transformation.

Under the slanting bangs, a little red glow appeared in Shrek's mask.

Yu Tianheng only felt a tingling scalp, instinctively feeling uneasy, and subconsciously opened his mouth to remind the Shi family brothers to cover and defend.

but!

The speed of his opening was obviously not as fast as Yang Ming opened Lianhua!

Exceeding the speed of sound made Yang Ming form a white light, and ordinary people could not catch Yang Ming's trace. Only some high-level soul masters, relying on their profound soul power foundation, can use their soul power to focus in the eyes to faintly see a trace of Yang. Ming outline.

Upon seeing this, the lead teacher of the Huangdou team, Ms. Qin Mingqin almost uttered something.

"Referee, I want to report someone open the hook!"

But whether it was Qin Ming or Huangdou Team, at this moment there was only a loud cracking sound in his ears!

"boom!"

Obviously there are two sounds, but because the time difference is almost zero, people mistakenly think that there is only one.

The Shi family brothers were slashed by Yang Ming’s mysterious sword one after another. The sharp sword light connected into a bleak and cold light, leaving oblique white marks on the two of them. At the same time, the huge force wrapped around the sword also pushed forward. The two went backwards.

The two of them had four legs, their legs bent slightly, and their center of gravity sank to avoid being lifted by Yang Ming. The shoes plowed a long scorch mark on the hard soul fighting platform floor, which was more than one meter long.

Because of the intense friction between the shoes and the floor in the retreat, the soles faintly emit a burnt smell.

If it weren't for the Xuanwu Tortoise to be the top defensive martial soul, I'm afraid the two would be eliminated by this one!

Before the rest of the Huangdou team breathed a sigh of relief, Yang Ming stepped on the ghostly shadow.

At this moment, with the addition of supersonic speed, the ghost trail is worthy of the name. Yang Ming's figure disappeared in place, but in exchange for the ghost image, surrounded by the seven soldiers of the Emperor Fighting Team.

If it weren't for the well-trained Yu Tianheng and others, plus the preparations, they formed a circular defensive phalanx, I am afraid that the crispy skin and the auxiliary will all be killed by Yang Ming.

The Shi family brothers stood one after the other, standing on the periphery of the circle, followed by Yu Tianheng, Yufeng, and Oslo. At the core were Dugu Goose and Ye Lingling.

Seeing the ghost in front of him, he couldn't tell which was the real and which was the fake. A trace of cold sweat oozes from the Dugu Goose's forehead, saying:

"No, I tried it just now. I was wiped out by his cyan flames before I got close with the poisonous smoke of the Jade Snake. I can only rely on you."

Yu Tianheng raised his dragon's claws, his eyes suddenly showing sharp edges.

"It seems that you can only use this trick."

The sturdy dragon arms gleamed with brilliant blue brilliance under the lights of the central fighting arena, and the dragon claws were long and sharp, possessing destructive power far beyond ordinary people's imagination.