Douluo Dalu: Flame Gun Chongli Falls Heart Flame Cheats

Chapter 3: The Battle of the Patriarchs
Yang Wudi did not roar in despair, nor did he become hysterical; the Soul-Breaking Spear appeared in his hand and he pointed the gun at Yang Yun with one hand.

"So, you, Yang Yun, want to rebel? Or do you, Yang Yun, think you are qualified to be the leader of the Poyi Clan?"

Yang Yun did not answer Yang Wudi's question. Instead, he smiled as he watched Yang Wudi and several other elders glaring at him.

Tap tap tap.
A lot of footsteps were heard from outside the door, and Yang Wudi had already understood at this time that Yang Yun came here today to force the emperor to abdicate.

What he wants is the position of the patriarch under his own ass.

"hehe."

Yang Wudi laughed in anger, looked at Yang Yun and said coldly: "Good for you, Yang Yun, it seems that you came prepared today; I just don't know which force you rely on."

"Whose running dog are you?"

By the end of his speech, Yang Wudi's tone had turned into a scolding.

His face was full of regret and self-blame for having let his most promising talent of the next generation be bewitched by outside forces.

It's totally wrong and a dereliction of duty.

Facing the angry Yang Wudi, Yang Yun just shook his head and said, "The clan leader has misunderstood. I have never become anyone's running dog, nor have I ever joined any faction."

"I just simply want to become the patriarch of the Poyi clan and lead the clan to prosperity. I firmly believe that the patriarch will understand Yang Yun's good intentions!"

After saying that, he turned and walked out the door.

Yang Wudi walked towards the door step by step, holding the Soul-Breaking Spear. His aura grew stronger with every step he took.

Gather momentum!

In the open space, Yang Yun and Yang Wudi stood facing each other.

Ah Li looked at Yang Wudi and thought to himself, "This old fellow actually understood the power of the spear. It's a pity that he is too old. Otherwise, he would be a promising talent."

“If he can hold the position of clan leader, he must be quite capable,” Yang Yun responded.

At this time, all members of the Poyi clan have arrived, and even if there are some who are not there, they are not important people.

Yang Wudi looked at Yang Yun and shouted angrily: "Yang Yun, what exactly do you want to do? Where is the person behind you? Let him come out to see me. What kind of ability is it to hide behind a junior?"

Hearing this, Yang Yun shook his head slightly. He didn't expect that Yang Wudi still didn't believe that all this was done by him.

It's not that there is any force behind him.

The three brothers Yang Wulong, Yang Wuhu and Yang Wusha stood behind Yang Yun and revealed their soul rings together.

"Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black, black, "

The three Soul Douluos instantly shocked the surrounding members of the Po Yi clan beyond words, and the scene fell into an eerie silence.

Yang Wudi also looked at the three people in shock: "Yang Wulong, when did you three brothers break through to Soul Douluo? Why did you hide it from the family, or did you also join the foreign forces?"

“Is this the benefit after you join?”

Looking at the eight soul rings on the three people, Yang Wudi was furious; the thought of three soul douluos in the family dragging the most promising youngster to join the foreign enemy made him feel very uncomfortable.

His heart ached, as if it was pierced with countless holes by a knife.

Yang Yun's face suddenly turned dark.

It’s not over yet, right? Does he have to join forces with foreign forces in order to have three Soul Douluos protecting him?

If he continued to waste time, Yang Wudi would probably be pissed off to death, so he simply showed his soul ring to Yang Wudi.

What is a true genius.

"Yellow, purple, black, black, black, black, black, red."

There were also eight spirit rings, but the configuration of one yellow and one purple in the front, and five black and one red in the back made everyone present gasp.

This time, before Yang Wudi spoke, Yang Yun spoke first: "Clan leader, Yang Yun of the Poyi Clan formally challenges you; if you lose, please step down and hand over the position of clan leader."

"Yang Yun has not joined any foreign forces, and the three Yang Wulong brothers have never betrayed the family. Today's move is only for the position of clan leader, to lead the family to a higher position!" As soon as the words fell, nearly half of the clan members who had been won over responded and shouted loudly to cater to them.

The rest looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

It was all because the soul ring configuration on Yang Yun was too eye-catching, especially the last circle of red soul rings.

That represents the soul ring of a hundred thousand year old soul beast, and it also represents a hundred thousand year old soul bone; how precious is it?

But Yang Wudi doesn't care about that.

In addition to relief, there was more anger in his eyes. A mere newly promoted Soul Douluo dared to challenge him, the patriarch who had been in office for decades.

He immediately accepted the challenge: "Okay! Yang Yun, if I lose to you today, why not give you the position of clan leader?"

"The position of the Patriarch of the Poyi Clan should be held by the most capable person. I, Yang Wudi, am definitely not the kind of person who would shamelessly rely on my seniority to suppress the younger generation."

"bring it on!"

With a turn of his wrist, the Soul-Breaking Spear pointed directly at Yang Yun's throat.

"Good! The Po Yi Clan should have the determination and courage to destroy everything. We, the elders of the Po Yi Clan, also agree to this battle today."

"In the battle between clan leaders, the winner takes the throne."

All of a sudden!
The five elders of the Poyi Clan surrounded the area and formed a protective shield with their soul power.

"Let's use this open space as the battle area. We old guys are here to protect it. The future clan leader can fight without worry." The oldest elder said in a serious tone.

Seeing this situation, the original idea of ​​letting Ali fight was abandoned.

This is extremely disrespectful to Yang Wudi, and also disrespectful to himself and his position as the patriarch of the Pozhi Clan.

With a thought, Ah Li appeared in his hand in the form of Wuhun Flame Spear Chongli; holding the handle of the gun was like holding the whole world.

The determination of both sides was as sharp as knives, causing pain in the eyes of the low-level tribesmen who were surrounding them.

It got a little better after staying away from many people.

The two sides started to fight, and Yang Wudi suddenly felt that Yang Yun on the opposite side disappeared, leaving only a gun to fight against him.

"Man and gun as one?"

In the blink of an eye, the gun was already in front of him.

Clang!
With a flick of his wrist, he blocked the Soul-Breaking Spear.

The powerful force made Yang Wudi's palm numb, and he took several steps back.

Both sides tacitly agreed not to use the soul skills of soul rings, nor the skills of soul bones; instead, they fought with the purest spearmanship.

Yan Qiang Chong Li not only has the Feng Qiang Jue, but also the killing spear tactics that have been passed down from generation to generation by the Lian Po family of Zhao State and improved countless generations in the army.

After the time travel, the powerful soul also greatly increases one’s understanding.

He mastered the spear's power within a year, and the spear's meaning within three years. After ten years of honing his spear skills, Yang Yun's spear skills had already been transformed and become perfect.

Every inch is stronger.

With his swing of the Flame Spear, Chong Li easily broke through the defensive line formed by Yang Wudi's Soul-Breaking Spear.

Using offense as defense will result in death; the ultimate attack power of Yang Wudi's Soul-Breaking Spear is a pure offensive intention, and using offense instead of defense has been proven to be effective.

He was still unable to resist Yang Yun's killing gun tactics and his offensive was broken; Yang Wudi had lost the initiative.

call out!
The tip of the Flame Spear Chongli was pressed against Yang Wudi's throat.

Looking at Yang Yun's relaxed expression, Yang Wudi knew that he had completely lost in terms of gunmanship.

(End of this chapter)