Chapter 37 Kite Style"How arrogant! Let me see how you can defeat me." Some anger also appeared on Guangling Douluo's face. In the worship hall, the worshippers felt the fluctuation of soul power in the back mountain and woke up from their retreat one after another. They were all old men over eighty, one hundred, or one hundred and fifty years old. They were almost all devoted to pursuing a higher realm, and their emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness had decreased a lot. But seclusion is boring. Apart from family matters, fighting is the spice of life. When they heard that Qianxunji could defeat Guangling Douluo without using his domain, they became interested. The six-winged angels are strong, but all of them, the soul masters who have broken through to the Titled Douluo and entered the Worship Hall, are geniuses and have strong martial spirits. Qianxunji raised his arm and moved his wrist, and the Holy Sword was thrown out at a high speed, shooting towards Guangling Douluo with a fierce golden flame. At the same time, the first soul ring under Qianxunji's feet lit up, and the golden soul power gathered on his fist to form a golden shield - Angel Assault. "That's it? Sixth soul skill, Ice Crystal Shield." The sixth soul ring under Guangling Douluo's feet lit up, and a pair of wings formed by ice crystals appeared behind him. He raised his bow and arrow, and the ice-blue soul power turned into a shield. The large flame brought by the Holy Sword collided with the Ice Crystal Shield, making a loud explosion. The densely packed ice crystals on the Ice Crystal Shield showed a crack and blocked the impact. After all, the Holy Sword was thrown out by Qianxunji and did not contain much soul power. The Ice Crystal Shield in Guangling Douluo's hand was still raised, and was about to collide with Qianxunji's Angel Assault. It went without saying that the Angel Assault could not defeat Guangling Douluo's Ice Crystal Shield. The priests had a vague guess about the subsequent battle. That was when the eighth and ninth spirit rings lit up, and Qianxunji and Guangling Douluo began to fight. If Qianxunji's previous confidence was true, then it was estimated that the hundred thousand year spirit ring gave him an extremely powerful spirit skill, with which he could defeat Guangling Douluo.
Regarding the power of the hundred thousand year spirit ring, in addition to Golden Crocodile Douluo, the other priests also began to become curious. After all, none of them had seen the power of a hundred thousand year spirit ring, and Golden Crocodile Douluo would not use the hundred thousand year spirit skills when practicing with them. Qian Xunji's train of thought is naturally different from those of the worshippers. In his opinion, the use of the ninth soul skill is either to reach the killing line and destroy the opponent in one fell swoop, or it is the prince's fighting method. At the moment when the angel assault was about to collide with the ice crystal shield, the second soul ring under Qianxunji's feet lit up. Angel's Wings, the body becomes illusory, immune to all physical attacks, and 50% of energy attacks. The effect is similar to the soul skill Void that Xiao Wu sacrificed to Tang San. Qian Xunji used the Void Soul Skill to penetrate Guangling Douluo's ice crystal shield and Guangling Douluo's body. This is distraction control! Guangling Douluo came to his senses, and just as he put away his sixth soul skill and was about to fight back, a sword was already on his neck. This sword was not a sacred sword, but a sword that Qianxunjie casually condensed with his soul power. The angel's attack on his right fist was also dispersed by him. After all, he couldn't really beat up the worshiper. He was one of his own family, and if he was injured, he would need treatment. "Uncle Wu, you lose." The fact that a Titled Douluo could be surrounded and beaten by a hundred thousand year old army until his soul power was exhausted and he was stabbed to death by a spear shows that the Titled Douluo has lost his soul power and his physical strength is not much stronger than that of an ordinary person. Qian Xunji's angel soul power also has the effect of purifying soul power. The sword is placed on the neck of Guangling Douluo, who uses the weapon spirit, which means that Guangling Douluo has no chance of turning the tables. "I lost. I didn't expect distraction control could be used like this." Guangling Douluo sighed. A Titled Douluo has nine soul skills. After using the seventh, eighth, and ninth soul skills once, there is not much soul power left. There is also a cooling time for the use of soul rings. Therefore, except for the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, basically no big family will take the skill of distraction control seriously. This time he was really defeated by distraction control. Qianxunji comforted him, "The effectiveness of a unique skill depends mainly on the person using it and when. If Uncle Wu is prepared, my tactic will definitely not work." "Fourth Uncle, it's your turn. I know you are watching the battle here. Come on." Qian Xunji returned to the duel arena and shouted towards the worship hall. Guangling Douluo no longer had the idea of retreating for a moment, but stood at the edge of the duel arena, ready to watch the next battle. Qianxunji suddenly looked up. "Oh!" In the sky, a burly figure appeared like a fortress, with a sharp sound of breaking wind, and stomped his feet heavily on the ground. All of a sudden, the black granite floor where he stepped on actually quietly cracked into some tiny gaps. The moment he landed on the ground, Qianxunji also felt very clearly that the ground trembled violently. A rough voice sounded in the smoke. “Hahaha, Pope, I will not make the same mistake as Guang Ling did before. The sword formed by your soul power cannot break my fur.” A rough voice sounded. It was naturally from one of the four worshippers, the Lion Douluo. The worshippers in the worship hall addressed each other as brothers, and the ranking was determined by strength. The nine soul rings under Qianxunji's feet lit up again, and the six-winged angel martial spirit appeared behind him.
Lion Douluo was stunned, "Pope, you just fought with Guang Ling, don't you need to recover?" Qianxunji shook his head and smiled faintly: "No need, to put it bluntly, Fourth Uncle, I can defeat you more easily than I can defeat Fifth Uncle." "Then I will see how you, Pope, defeat me." When the Lion Douluo saw Qian Xunji's look of confidence in him, anger appeared in his eyes. His martial soul was the flaming lion, and under the influence of the lion, the king of beasts, he was very playful when he was young. But the arrogance brought by the king of beasts and the arrogance brought by practicing to this realm made his arrogance far surpass that of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus clan. Nine soul rings, two yellow, two purple and five black, lit up under the feet of the Lion Douluo, and turned into a huge lion the size of a small mountain, with a mane on its neck and flames burning all over its body, including its tail. In the duel arena with a radius of 200 meters, the size of the Lion Douluo occupies a full one-fifth of it. Qianxun quickly soared into the air, gathering his soul power in his fists. Without using any soul skills, he threw out a series of golden fist marks. The Lion Douluo raised his huge arms and blocked all the fists aimed at his head. "This kind of soft attack has no effect on me." After resisting a wave of attacks, Lion Douluo also took off into the air and pounced towards Qianxunji. The angel soul power would purify the soul power in the soul master's body. Lion Douluo blocked several punches of Qianxunji, and the angel soul power flowed into the body through his arm, and part of the soul power had been purified. Facing the huge lion paw coming from Lion Douluo, Qian Xunji fluttered his wings behind him again and retreated. Lion Douluo's attack missed, and then another golden fist mark came and imprinted on Lion Douluo's body. The power was not great, but all the angel soul power was injected into Lion Douluo's body, and the soul power in his body was dissipated at a faster rate. From the perspective of the priests, Qianxunji seemed to be circling with Lion Douluo. Lion Douluo could not catch up with Qianxunji at all. Every attack was dodged by Qianxunji who was circling and retreating, while Qianxunji's long-range attacks could basically hit Lion Douluo. This is the kite-flying style of play. When your speed and attack range are both higher than your opponent's, you can be easily pulled to death. (End of this chapter)