Douluo's Gourd

"Ready, let's get started."

The old man stepped lightly on the ground, and floated out of the field full of immortality.

Ning Zeshan said sullenly: "You are a guest, please invite first." Ning Zeshan, who had turned into the Violent Ape King, was no different from a giant ape at this time.

"Okay." Wang Xiaofeng stepped on his right foot suddenly, and his whole body turned into a shadow, rushing towards him quickly.Clenching his right hand into a fist mark, he slammed it down towards Ningze Mountain.

Ning Zeshan was not to be outdone, a loud noise erupted from his throat, his soul power surged, his right arm roared like a dragon's chant, Wang Xiaofeng felt the wind rushing towards his face, his pair of giant palms were like a giant ape lifting the sky, breathtaking!

"The first soul skill, Ape God Transformation. The second soul skill, Shocking God Palm."

Wang Xiaofeng was in a trance for a moment, the sixth sense issued a warning, just as his body was about to dodge, Ning Zeshan's right palm slapped heavily on his body.

Wang Xiaofeng flew upside down, rolling in the air one after another to lose his strength.

This is Ningzeshan's small routine, the first soul skill increases strength, and the second soul skill captures the mind.Coupled with a huge body of strength, anyone who fights him for the first time will suffer a small loss because of this combination of soul skills.

Ning Zeshan stepped forward, caught up like lightning, and slapped Wang Xiaofeng with his right palm. .

Wang Xiaofeng hastily jumped into a fish, turned over, tapped his toes lightly on Ning Zeshan's right arm, and avoided Ning Zeshan's pursuit with his strength.

Ning Zeshan refused to let go, and swung his giant iron-like palms to grab Wang Xiaofeng, but Wang Xiaofeng was like a sensitive ape, dodging one by one.

Ning Zeshan was a little impatient, the third soul ring on his body brightened, and a surge of blood-colored soul power gushed out immediately, attaching to Ning Zeshan's body.

"The third soul skill, boiling beast blood."

Possessed by these blood-colored soul powers, Ning Zeshan's speed and strength instantly doubled. Fortunately, Wang Xiaofeng had expected it, and took the opportunity to distance himself, so he was not taken away by the opponent's sudden outburst.

However, Wang Xiaofeng still underestimated the other party's speed, and saw Ning Zeshan moving around, nimbly like a real ape, stomping his feet three times in a row, crossing the distance of more than ten meters and rushing in front of Wang Xiaofeng, stepping on his toes , hit the lower abdomen with a heavy punch.

Wang Xiaofeng only had time to cross his hands to defend, and he flew out as if being hit by a car.

Ning Zeshan showed a ferocious smile, and the fourth soul ring shone brightly.

"The fourth soul skill, Lava Punch."

Ning Zeshan's right arm suddenly swelled in a big circle, and under the effect of the soul skill, it suddenly split open, forming a huge fist made of lava.

With an ear-piercing sound of breaking the wind, Ning Zeshan slammed towards Wang Xiaofeng fiercely.

"boom!!"

A powerful explosion erupted from Ning Zeshan's fist, high temperature and flames spewed out, and the entire fighting spirit stage felt a little crumbling.

The hearts of the surrounding crowd also trembled. This is the hardest stone brick, and it was smashed by this punch. I hope that person is okay.

"Rongrong, this time it's Grandpa Gu, I won. Your classmate is not Shan'er's opponent." On a high platform, an old man with a haggard face said with a smile.

Ning Rongrong showed a mysterious smile, shook his head and said: "Grandpa Gu, you are too happy."

The old man in white on the other side also nodded, "Old Bones, you really got it wrong this time."

"Oh?"

"I didn't seem to hit it just now." Amidst the smoke, Ning Zeshan felt that something was wrong with the blow just now, but just as he was on alert, a huge force came from his waist.

Although this force is powerful, the Violent Ape King's martial soul cannot harm him in the slightest, and it is more of a thrust.

Ning Zeshan was pushed out of the smoke, and a figure rushed straight at him, heavily loaded on his body.

Ning Zeshan took a few steps back, and a gourd vine quietly appeared behind him at some point, locking Ning Zeshan's legs tightly like iron tongs. I was in a hurry.

Wang Xiaofeng took the opportunity to jump high, and punched down.

Ning Zeshan stepped back several more steps, making the ground thump and thump, but the fourth step was empty, and Ning Zeshan crooked and fell directly off the Soul Fighting Platform.

Ning Zeshan was suddenly confused, and three questions appeared in his mind: Who am I?where am I?what am i doing

It wasn't until he came back to his senses that he realized that he was unknowingly brought to the edge of the field by Wang Xiaofeng, but he was obsessed with fighting but didn't know it.

"Admit defeat!" Ning Zeshan's face turned blue, he didn't expect that he would lose this competition because of a bad move, he didn't have the face to stay any longer, and left the Soul Fighting Stage with a wave of his sleeves.

The surroundings were quiet for a while, and suddenly there was a strong exclamation. Ning Zeshan had been suppressing the opponent all the time. He didn't expect to lose the game so dramatically.

"Hey hey." Ning Tian's mouth was twisted with joy, this time, he had his pocket money for this month again.

The old man floated onto the soul fighting platform again: "The winner is Wang Xiaofeng."

Although Wang Xiaofeng didn't win very well, he staged a wonderful counter-kill in this competition, and he still fought very well.

Hearing the shouts around him, Wang Xiaofeng said modestly: "Good luck, good luck."

He thought to himself: "Such a one-stroke victory should not slap the master in the face."

On the high platform not far away, Ning Rongrong smiled and said: "Well, let me say that Brother Feng can win."

Sect Master Ning praised: "Not bad, not bad, you Shrek are really outstanding. First Tang San came out, and now there is Wang Xiaofeng."

The old man in white nodded approvingly: "I don't know who is more suitable to be our grandson-in-law."

"Father, Grandpa Jian..." Ning Rongrong blushed, but suddenly remembered a figure in her heart.

Wang Xiaofeng put his arms around Ning Tian's shoulders, and said bluntly: "Brother Ning, you have to be open at all costs, after all, you used me as a tool to make money without my consent, at least compensate me for mental damage. Just do it."

Ning Tian didn't back down at all, "Five or five at most."

"Seven three."

"Five five!!"

Wang Xiaofeng licked his lips, "Okay, five-five is five-five." Anyway, he didn't pay any money, so it's just a question of how much or how little.

After solving the farce, Ning Tian continued to take Wang Xiaofeng for a walk.

The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect is worthy of being a sect that occupies a mountain range. With Ning Tian and Wang Xiaofeng's cultivation base, they only visited a third of it after a day of shopping.

And this is a place where you can wander around without restrictions on the surface.

After the super luxurious dinner, Wang Xiaofeng saw Ning Rongrong who had disappeared all day in his room.

Ning Rongrong smiled and said: "Brother Feng, I watched today's competition, it was really beautiful, it will bring down the reputation of our Shrek."

Wang Xiaofeng said speechlessly: "Your fifth brother will definitely cry when he hears it."

"And neither of us used our real strength today, it was just an exhibition match."

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