Douluo: Wuhun Dragon Roar Spear, I, the Lord of the North

Chapter 134 Soul Emperor Liu Yanyang shocked the whole audience!

The next morning.

Tiandou City Great Fighting Spirit Arena.

"The first match of the 29th round of the preliminaries, Tianshui College versus Canghui College, please enter the venue," the host said loudly.

On the high platform.

"Qinghe, the Duke of the Northern Territory didn't come today. Is there something wrong?" Ning Fengzhi asked with a smile on his face.

"Teacher, Brother Yan Yang is going to play in today's match." Xue Qinghe said with a slight bow.

"Oh?" Ning Fengzhi's expression changed slightly, and then he smiled and said, "Then we are lucky to be able to appreciate the strength of the Duke of the Northern Territory."

Xue Ye nodded slightly.

Several subordinate kingdoms have evil ambitions and have begun to disregard the orders of the Tiandou royal family, which he cannot tolerate. Moreover, their "small moves" are becoming more and more frequent.

Then, Xue Ye looked at the rest area of ​​the Tianshui team with a warm smile, and thought to himself, "I hope that the talent and strength of the Duke of the Northern Territory can make those who are ready to make a move restrained, otherwise..."

After he finished speaking, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in Xue Ye's eyes.

Chen Xin, who was beside Ning Fengzhi, felt the murderous intent emanating from Xue Ye, then opened his eyes and glanced in the direction Xue Ye was looking.

Just at this moment, Liu Yanyang walked out alone and walked towards the competition venue.

"Feng Zhi, is Liu Yanyang planning to fight seven alone?" Chen Xin asked in a voice transmission.

"Maybe. With the combat power of the Northern Duke at the Soul King level, it shouldn't be difficult to take on seven at once." Ning Fengzhi looked at Liu Yanyang with burning eyes.

On the competition stage.

The seven members of the Canghui team, dressed in moon-white uniforms, stood quietly in place, but everyone looked unhappy. Their dean had not returned since he went out yesterday, which made them a little worried.

"Look, the Tianshui team is coming out." Someone shouted from the stands, and a figure appeared in the passage.

Soon, Liu Yanyang appeared in everyone's sight, and then walked towards the fighting spirit stage slowly.

Everyone was stunned, looking at Liu Yanyang who was standing alone in disbelief.

"This Duke of the Northern Territory is planning to take on a whole team by himself!"

"If this succeeds, I will be the number one in the Soul Master Competition."

Listening to all the words praising Liu Yanyang, Yu Xiaogang stared at Liu Yanyang with gloomy eyes and cursed in a low voice, "Just wait to lose, you conceited idiot!"

"Ok?"

Liu Yanyang turned his head, frowned slightly, looked at Yu Xiaogang who was muttering with sharp eyes, and opened his mouth slightly.

"thump!"

Yu Xiaogang's legs went weak and he knelt on the ground. He recalled the scene of being ravaged in the banquet hall of Tiandou Palace. His body trembled unconsciously and he lowered his head, not daring to look at Liu Yanyang.

"Xiaogang, what's wrong with you?" Liu Erlong squatted down and asked with a worried look on her face. She was afraid that Yu Xiaogang would run away again.

"No, it's okay." Yu Xiaogang shook his head in horror, but his trembling body betrayed him.

Seeing this, Liu Yanyang snorted coldly, then looked at Canghui College with burning eyes, thinking, "Seven-in-one fusion technique, this is Anzi's only hope."

The referee came up and said loudly.

"Both players will activate their martial spirits. The match will begin in one minute."

After that, the seven people from Canghui Academy summoned their martial spirits, all of which were gem-type martial spirits. Except for the captain who was a Soul Sect, the rest were Soul Lords.

On the other side, Liu Yanyang held the Wuhun Dragon Roar Spear in one hand, and six soul rings of yellow, purple and black suddenly appeared under his feet.

"Fuck! Six-ringed Soul Emperor!"

The audience stands suddenly exploded, everyone screamed in shock, stunned, looking at Liu Yanyang in disbelief, and then shouts rang out from the stands.

"The Duke of the North! The Duke of the North!"

"How is it possible?" Ning Fengzhi's expression changed slightly, and he thought to himself, "Liu Yanyang has increased his level by 10 in less than two years. This speed is simply shocking."

"Wait. It may be more than level 10. After all, no one knows Liu Yanyang's true soul power level."

Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but smile bitterly. He was confused as to whether his choice of not helping either party was the right one.

"This." Feeling the buzzing sounds coming from the Seven Killing Sword in his body, Chen Xin stared at the Dragon Roar Spear in Liu Yanyang's hand with a vigilant look, and then sent a message to Ning Fengzhi who was frowning beside him.

"Feng Zhi, my Seven Killing Sword is suppressed by Liu Yanyang's Dragon Roar Spear."

"What?" Ning Fengzhi turned his head slightly and looked at Chen Xin in disbelief. Two years ago, Liu Yanyang's Dragon Roar Spear only made Chen Xin's Seven Killing Sword feel oppressive. Now...
No! Ning Fengzhi suddenly thought of something, his eyes lit up, and he said, "Uncle Jian, Liu Yanyang may have found a way for his martial soul to absorb the Gengjin Qi."

Chen Xin nodded slightly, then stared at the Dragon Roar Spear in Liu Yanyang's hand with burning eyes, and thought to himself, "The Seven Killing Sword Martial Spirit can finally take another step forward."

The location of Shrek Academy.

"Impossible, impossible!"

Tang San's eyes were dull and he kept muttering to himself. He had vowed to defeat Liu Yanyang before, but now it seemed that there was no difference between him and the clown. How could a level 45 Soul Sect leader defeat a Soul Emperor?

Then he looked at his left hand with a crazy look, and murmured excitedly, "Clear Sky Hammer, I still have the Clear Sky Hammer."

"If one ten thousand year spirit ring is not enough, then get two. If two are not enough, then get three. Even four is fine."

Tang San raised his head, stared at Liu Yanyang, and muttered to himself, "Liu Yanyang, I will definitely trample you under my feet, definitely."

"Be still and concentrate!"

The hoarse voice echoed in Tang San's mind, waking him up instantly. Cold sweat broke out on his forehead and he gasped for breath.

Tang Hao in the dark sighed and murmured to himself, "Xiao San's inner demons are getting worse and worse. It's time for me to take action."

Then, he looked at Liu Yanyang on the stage and said coldly, "For Xiao San, you must die."

In the arena.

Liu Yanyang looked at the Canghui Academy who were stunned for a while and shouted, "Do you want to admit defeat, or do you want me to beat you down?"

After these words were spoken, the people from Canghui Academy instantly came to their senses. After looking at each other, the seven of them quickly gathered together, with Soul Sect as the center, and the other six forming a hexagon.

The next moment, gems of various shapes appeared in the palms of the seven people's right hands, emitting colorful light. Suddenly, a layer of colorful light emerged from their bodies, completely enveloping them.

Soon, seven colorful lights shot up into the sky at the same time, and instantly condensed into a huge colorful light column, spreading outward.

"This," Yu Xiaogang, who was so frightened by Liu Yanyang's powerful strength that he had no desire to live, looked at the colorful light column with burning eyes and muttered to himself, "Seven-in-one fusion skill, it's actually seven-in-one fusion skill,"

Then he turned his head and stared at the Shrek people with fiery eyes, thinking, "If the Shrek Seven Devils can complete the Seven-in-One Fusion Technique, then what can Liu Yanyang use to win?"

"By then, the Soul Master Competition championship will be within my grasp, and I will be a great master that everyone admires."

"Hahaha!"

The shrill, high-pitched laughter attracted many people's attention, and there were looks of contempt on their faces.

(End of this chapter)