The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

Chapter 215: Mo Wen versus Team Balak

"Cang Lang." Mo Mei unsheathed his sword and pointed it at the ground. Mo Wen smiled slightly. He didn't even release the soul ring. He was going to teach the people of Balak's team how to behave with pure swordsmanship.

In terms of swordsmanship alone, Mo Wen is definitely one of the top three beings in Douluo Continent, and is on par with Ken Dao Chen Xin.The level is also trying to break through at any time, without using soul guide armor, and the strength is at the level of high-level Contra.

Tang Long, the first and most powerful soul king in Buckley's team, held his hammer and nodded to Tang San behind him, then charged towards Mo Wen like a lone brave man.

This was a tactic decided by Balak before taking the stage. Tang San, who had three soul bones, and other team members would perform the seven-in-one soul power fusion technique, which was regarded as a warm-up for the knockout round.

"Ding!" Mo Mei and the Clear Sky Hammer collided together, making a crisp sound, and Tang Long rushed in front of Mo Wen.

What Tang Long never expected was that Mo Wen used only one hand to completely block his Clear Sky Hammer's attack with his Mo eyebrows.

As a member of the Haotian Sect, Tang Long's path is also the most authentic path of the Haotian Sect. It fully utilizes the weight of the hammer itself, which is completely different from Lieyang Douluo and the others.

Compared with soul master owners of the same level, he is absolutely ahead. With his own strength, he definitely has the upper hand against ordinary soul emperors.

What he never expected was that one of Mo Wen's hands could bear the weight of the hammer he was swinging with both hands, leaving him completely unable to move forward.

Decisively retreating, Tang Long's center of gravity sank, his brain worked rapidly, he rounded the Clear Sky Hammer, and charged forward again.

The moment Tang Long changed his moves, Mo Wen knew what he was going to do. From the battle of wits and courage between him and Tang Hao, he also gained a lot of understanding of the Haotian Sect. He was 100% sure that this guy in front of him would definitely It is necessary to use the random hammer cloak method.

Overall, the probability of Ballack's team succeeding is about the same as the probability of Oscar Carry, or the probability of Flanders chasing Liu Erlong.

Allowing Tang Long to strike with hammer after hammer, Mo Wen was also making the game more difficult for Tang Long. The angle of each sword was different, requiring Tang Long to expend more energy to adjust his angle.

The increase in the number of hammers made the kinetic energy of the hammer stronger and more difficult to control. Tang Long gritted his teeth and performed the most difficult cloak hammering technique in his life.

The random hammer cloak method is divided into 49 hammers, 64 hammers, and 81 hammers. The one that can formalize the damage is 49 hammers, and the limit set by Haotian Sect is 81 hammers. For higher levels, you need to look at the soul master. Personal ability.

During the first twenty strikes, Tang Long was still able to adjust the angle with ease and bring the Clear Sky Hammer back on track. The further back he went, the less able he was to support it. After thirty strikes, his muscles felt like they were torn. I can only hold on.

When he was close to the 49th hammer, Tang Long finally couldn't stand the powerful kinetic energy, so he decided not to superimpose it, and used all his strength to hit Mo Wen hard.

The huge hammer made a strong wind sound when it hit it. The force was so strong that the airflow could be seen passing through the convex part of the hammer.

With his feet slightly apart, Mo Wen was fully prepared, his knees slightly bent, the top of his sword pointing upwards, and he said without hesitation, "Come on, let me see what Tang Hao's eldest nephew is capable of."

"Boom~! Click!" The Clear Sky Hammer made a heavy roar. Tang Long's arm was broken by the force of the earthquake, and blood flowed from his mouth and nose. He couldn't hold the hammer with both hands, and it turned into a black light and dissipated. .

As the one who received the force, Mo Wen's face remained unchanged at all, and he caught the blow steadily. He still looked a bit like Chihiro, but he was the victor.

After one set, Tang Long severely injured himself. His consciousness was clear, but he couldn't move at all. He was breathing heavily and said, "I give up."

The referee received the signal and slowly lifted Tang Long off the stage.

In the stands, Feng Xiaotian held Huo Wu's hand, feeling that his life had reached its peak, but he looked familiar to Tang Long's appearance, as if he saw his own shadow, and he couldn't beat him anymore. Lian Mo It didn't hurt to ask.

Mo Wen on the stage moved his wrist a little, looked at the people who were posing over there, and asked with a smile, "Why, do you need me to wait for you, or you will fall down before I even exert any force. "

"No need!" Tang San's eyes widened angrily, and the Clear Sky Hammer in his hand became huge and hit Mo Wen fiercely. The formation was completed, and his self-confidence also exploded.

Anger was the best catalyst. Tang San, who had his father's soul bone in his body, was extremely brave. He chased Mo Wen's afterimage with hammer after hammer, but he himself didn't feel anything was wrong at all.

As the leader of the Balak team, Yu Xiaogang was extremely anxious. A group of people could not beat a single one, which made him feel that these losers were useless. Regardless of the rules of the game, he shouted, "Xiao San, pay attention to accuracy and use random words." The cloak hammering technique!”

The next second, a mental shock came over. Yu Xiaogang rolled his eyes and fell directly, his head hitting the steps with a crisp sound.

After getting rid of the noisy flies, Liu Erlong closed her eyes again with satisfaction and smiled happily. This feeling made her so happy.

The Six Phantom Movements of Phoenix Dance used by Mo Wen were much more advanced than Tang San's Ghost Shadow. He moved around a few times, leaving an afterimage for Tang San to hit. He came to Meng Yiran and drew a scabbard on him. Meng Yiran's face caused Meng Yiran, who had exhausted all his soul power, to fly out directly.

This was Mo Wen's first time spanking a woman. In the past, spanking Ning Rongrong was not considered a spanking, it was punishment.This time he struck so hard that he left a purple mark on Meng Yiran's face. Needless to say, the teeth on that half of his face were definitely loose.

This scabbard frightened Dai Mubai and the others and said quickly, "I give up!"

Especially Rong Yan, as he said that, he jumped off the ring. He felt the smell of death just now, and it was absolutely unmistakable.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Wen and Tang San were the only two people left on the soul fighting stage.

"Haha, come, let me see your external soul bone." Holding Mo Mei's right hand behind his back, Mo Wen stretched out his left hand and hooked his little finger at Tang San.

His forehead was so hot that he could fry an egg. Tang San's anger reached the extreme. This was the first time he faced Mo Wen head-on. He had to succeed. He yelled to strengthen himself, "Okay! Let me see! You are poisoned." Time! Can you also detoxify yourself!"

"Puff puff..." Eight spider spears stabbed out from Tang San's back. He gave up the fixed-point attack. He followed Tang Long's example and launched an impulse towards Mo Wen, more or less looking forward to death.

However, if you can win without fear of death, then all the efforts made before that will be meaningless.

With a flash of golden light in his eyes, Mo Wen determined the hardness of Tang San's external soul bone. He only needed to use about 5.00% of the strength to cause a comminuted fracture on it.

When he first saw the attached soul bone, he thought how powerful it could be, but he didn't expect it was just a growth item.

Dodging Tang San's wild boar charge, Mo Wen seized the opportunity and slashed hard with his sword, directly breaking half of the Eight Spider Spear. It didn't look like it was broken violently, and the cut was unusually smooth.

"Ah!" Tang San screamed in sympathy as his soul bone was cut off, and sweat instantly penetrated his clothes.

Feng Xiaotian and Huo Wushuang on the stage applauded in unison, and they cheered like Huo Wu before Meng Yiran was eliminated. All three of them looked satisfied. It was so relieved. The only thing that could relieve their anger more than this was probably doing it themselves. .

Like a ghost, Mo Wen appeared behind Tang San again, swung his sword again, and all the remaining eight spider spears were broken. He moved his neck and said with a smile, "What a pity, it seems You can't poison me anymore, these soul bones are as fragile as your strength."

"Ah!" roared again, Tang San reached out to 24 Bridge Mingyue Ye at his waist, hid a few dragon whisker needles under his nails, and shot Mo Wen in the head.

All the little movements were caught in Mo Wen's eyes. He opened all the dragon whiskers with one sword, stepped in front of Tang San, and slashed dozens of swords in an instant. Then Mo Wen returned his sheath and stood firmly aside. .

Tang San was slumped on the ring, as if his bones had been broken, unable to stand up at all.