Douluo: Not short of money!

Especially Hu Liena, a mind control soul master, whose mental strength is not as strong as Tang San's who has been practicing the Purple Demon Eye since childhood.

So although Tang San seemed to have three opponents, in reality, there were only Xie Yue and Yan. Hu Liena? She can only make up the numbers!

Since most soul masters on the mainland do not pay attention to the cultivation of spiritual power, or even if they do, they have no real method of cultivating spiritual power. Therefore, against ordinary soul masters, spiritual soul masters are very powerful.

But when faced with a soul master whose mental strength is still higher than his own, the spiritual soul master has no good solution. Let alone defeating the opponent, he is lucky if he can avoid being counterattacked.

......

The result of the game was not what Ye Chen expected, and the Wuhundian team was defeated.

Relatively speaking, the control-type martial spirit restrains the power-attack type martial spirit. Tang San's Blue Silver Emperor Spirit is not a useless martial spirit like the Blue Silver Grass. It is very resilient, even if Xie Yue dances the sharp moon blade in his hand tightly. , but was still firmly trapped by Tang San's Blue Silver Grass.

Then, Tang San fired his fifth soul skill, Blue Silver Overlord Spear, at the restrained Xie Yue.

Fortunately, Tang San spared his hand at the last moment. The Blue Silver Overlord Spear poked at Xie Yue's side, and the head of the spear plunged into the ground in the square in front of the Pope's Palace. Otherwise, if he had been stabbed by the Blue Silver Overlord Spear, Xie Yueliang would have been killed. It's very likely to be cold.

After Hu Liena came on the stage, Tang San gave her a chance to perform for a minute, but unfortunately, Hu Liena's mental strength was not as strong as Tang San's. No matter how she used her mind control soul skills, Tang San was indifferent.

After a tie-up, Hu Liena was eliminated, which caused Hu Liena to suffer a huge blow.

As for Yan, the last one to appear, Tang San did not use the Blue Silver Emperor Spirit again.

After all, unlike the original work, he couldn't get the celestial grass of the Ice and Fire Eyes, and the martial soul didn't have the ability to avoid fire, so Tang San directly took out the big hammer and activated the random cloak hammering technique. With the superimposed strength, he was stunned. Yan lifted it up and hammered it.

Because of the previous sentence of 'go home and find your mother', Yan was treated differently from Xie Yue and Hu Liena. Although both Xie Yue and Hu Liena were defeated, they both stepped down completely. But for Yan, Tang San was ruthless.

Haotian hammered his face, and each hammer hit Yan's head. During this battle, the sound of hammers and screams were endless.

If Xie Yue hadn't surrendered on behalf of the Wuhundian team in time, Yan, a spirited young man, would have been hammered to death by Tang San on the spot.

But even so, when Tang San put away the big hammer, Yan's head was swollen, his right arm and left leg were fractured, and he could no longer look human.

"Tsk, tsk~, I didn't expect it! Before, I thought that Tang San was an honest man and didn't react much when provoked. I didn't expect that he would be so cruel!"

Seeing Yan being carried off the field, Ma Hongjun said with a sigh on his face.

"Yeah, yeah, it's really awesome for an honest person to get mad!" Qianqianyi哾

Oscar nodded in agreement.

"Can the three soul kings of Wuhun Palace not be able to defeat Tang San? It seems that the strength of the Wuhun Palace team is not very good either~"

Ning Rongrong complained.

"Rong Rong, it's not that the people in the Spirit Hall are not powerful, it's that Tang San is strong. Don't forget, Tang San's Clear Sky Hammer Spirit doesn't have a spirit ring attached yet!"

The improvement brought by soul rings is all-round. The greater the number and the older the year, the stronger the improvement to the martial soul.

Take the Clear Sky Hammer Spirit for example. Not to mention anything else, the difference is obvious just in terms of the weight and sturdiness of the hammer, whether it has an attached spirit ring or not.

"Yeah, that's right! But the Wuhundian team lost miserably. Brother Chen, look at Auntie Pope's face turning dark."

Ning Rongrong pointed at Bibi Dong, who was sitting in front of the Pope's Palace with a dark face.

"Aunt Pope?!!!"

Ye Chen's eyes widened, what the hell kind of name is this?

If you are calling Auntie the Pope, you might as well just call Bibi Dong by her first name!

But there is nothing wrong with Ning Rongrong, a 14-year-old girl, calling Bibi Dong, who is about fifty years old, aunt?

After all, generally speaking, aunt is the honorific title for a younger woman of the same generation as the mother.

Suddenly, Ye Chen felt the air around him solidify, as if he was being targeted by some unparalleled evil.

"!!!"

Turning his head stiffly, Ye Chen met Bibi Dong's malicious gaze.

Obviously, Bibi Dong heard the conversation between the two.

‘Fuck~! ’

Ye Chen cried out in his heart, this is so embarrassing.

I saw Bibi Dong at this time, with clenched fists, exposed veins on her forehead, and an unkind look on her face.

This was the first time in her life that Bibi Dong heard such an unpleasant name! If she hadn't been in public, she would have maintained the majesty of the Pope of Wuhun Palace, otherwise she would have definitely rushed up and knocked Ye Chen's head off.

"Ahem~, Your Majesty the Pope, please don't argue with this junior~!"

Fortunately, at this moment, Ning Fengzhi, who was sitting next to Bibi Dong, spoke.

"Humph~"

Bibi Dong snorted coldly, gave Ning Fengzhi face, and looked away.

After all, if she didn't let go, wouldn't more people know that she was the Pope's aunt?

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, Ye Chen said to Ning Rongrong with lingering fear: "Rongrong, I almost got hurt by you!"

"A little bit~"

Ning Rongrong stuck out her tongue.

"It's just your skin~!"

......

In a blink of an eye, it was afternoon.

The healing spirit masters of Wuhun Palace are very efficient. Yan, who was hammered by Tang San in the morning and was knocked out of human form, has returned to human form after emergency treatment.

Well, although the head looks relatively big, it does not affect the normal game.

On the field, the game is about to begin.

What confused Ye Chen was why the seven people in the Wuhun Palace all wore metal forehead protectors? Could it be that he was trying to prevent himself from getting knocked on the forehead?

However, Ye Chen didn't care. Anyway, as long as he was hit by his own soul skill, the effect of the soul skill would remain unchanged. Wearing a forehead protector would only reduce a big bump on his forehead, which would not affect the outcome of the battle.

"Hey~, red-haired monster, you were hammered into a pig's head before, and you recovered so quickly?"

Seeing that Yan's head was still bigger than before, Ye Chen couldn't help but say.

"You~, hum~!"

Hitting someone without slapping someone in the face, scolding someone without exposing someone's shortcomings. In just half a day, he endured both. Yan, who had a fiery temper, felt a surge of anger in his heart.

If the situation were different, he would definitely rush up to Ye Chen for a duel.

But now Pope Bibi Dong and many senior officials of Wuhun Palace are still watching from the sidelines! Yan didn't want to leave a bad impression on others, so he suppressed the anger in his heart.

"Both teams release their martial spirits, and the game is about to begin!"

The cardinal acting as the referee signaled the two teams to release their martial spirits.

In an instant, three yellow, purple and black soul rings bloomed on the field.