Gu Yue glanced at him, "What are you doing?"

Tang Wulin smiled and said, "I'm afraid you're tired! What if you're tired and feel bad again? If you're in a bad mood, you'll get old easily. Although we will grow old together in the future, it's always good to get older if you're slower."

"You are old!" Gu Yue couldn't help laughing, but the look of looking at him was a little warmer.

When they got on the stage, their opponents had arrived.

Meng Xiaoran put his hands in his pockets, tilted his head, and looked at the opponent walking onto the competition stage, feeling a little surprised, but also a little contemptuous.

The tenderness on the other person's face looked obviously different from the age of twenty. When the soul master under the age of twenty, every year he practiced for a year, the situation was completely different. Many people came to participate in the competition at such a young age, but it was more for training and preparations for the future. He did this back then, and today he was very satisfied with such an opponent.

"Send them in one minute, oh, no, half a minute." Meng Xiaoran said to his companions.

Die'er rolled her eyes, "You arrogant maniac, how do you know if they are not strong?"

Meng Xiaoran shrugged, "Do you still need to ask? Look at their age, at most, they are only sixteen or seven years old. We are about to be twenty years old. From which point of view, we have no reason to lose."

"That boy is so handsome!" Die'er held her face in both hands and looked at the tall, handsome boy opposite, with clear and big eyes, and couldn't help but feel a little excited.

"Hey, your focus. Can you stop being so silly?" Meng Xiaoran turned his body unhappily and blocked Die'er's sight.

"Do not to avoid you." Die'er flew up and kicked him aside, "I don't care. I'll beat you a little longer later. I can't find any shortcomings from him. Sunny, handsome, tall. If you have stronger strength, you'll be a prince charming!"

"Flower ill!" Meng Xiaoran said angrily, but he didn't dare to go up and block her view anymore. If this woman goes crazy, it would be a very terrible thing.

The referee has already appeared on stage and announced the rules of the game. Dieer takes the lead in walking to the center of the venue.

Tang Wulin looked at the girl who was walking over with surprise. Isn’t this a competition? Why did she come over before it was announced?

"Hey, what's your name?" Die'er looked at Tang Wulin with a burning look.

Tang Wulin was stunned for a moment, pointed to his nose, "Me?"

"Yes! That's you. What's your name? Little brother, how old is this year? Do you have a girlfriend?" Die'er asked excitedly.

"Go back to your position and the competition is about to begin. This is a competition for senior soul masters of the mainland, not a blind date meeting." The referee rebuked without hesitation.

"Okay, okay, I know. Little handsome guy, what are your name? Tell me quickly." Die'er continued to ask.

"I will tell you if I win." Tang Wulin said with a smile.

"Wow, you look so good when you smile."

Referee: "..., get back to the position soon, otherwise you will announce that you have given up the game."

Meng Xiaoran couldn't stand it anymore, so he ran up quickly, pulled Die'er and ran back.

Tang Wulin was also funny in his heart. This was the first time such an opponent had encountered.

He couldn't help but turn his head and smiled at Gu Yue, "See, our opponent is very tasteful."

Gu Yue said lightly: "I'll give you one minute, and I'll take action if I can't solve my opponent. Don't tell her your name."

"Yes, boss." Tang Wulin smiled.

Meng Xiaoran finally pulled Die'er back to their own area, and the referee stopped shouting without hesitation, "The game begins!"

As soon as the game started, Meng Xiaoran rushed out first. He couldn't stand the Butterfly anymore, let's fight quickly.

His speed was very fast. While flying out, his wings separated out. His wings didn't look big and did not seem to have strong flying ability, but after he rose up, his wings spread and he glided with his body without any problem.

Two yellows and two purples, four soul rings. With the release of the martial soul, his hair quickly turned colorful.

Golden pheasant! This is his martial soul.

A very special kind of aggression-based martial soul, the special thing is that its attack comes from his own chicken feathers. Moreover, chicken feathers of different colors have different functions.

There are four feathers on his body, namely red, blue, yellow and green.

With his hands stretched out, two red feathers had already fallen into his palms. The first yellow soul ring on his body was released with light. With his hands swung, the two feathers flew straight to the direction of Tang Wulin and Gu Yue.

The feathers flew in the air and quickly turned into two firebirds. They spread their wings and flew to them instantly with a whistling sound.

"Hey, I've said it's slowing down!" Die'er caught up from behind with dissatisfaction.

Tang Wulin had Gu Yue's request for one minute, and rushed out as soon as possible. Two golden soul rings rose, and the light of the first soul ring flashed. The golden dragon body!

Golden scales covered the whole body, and the golden dragon claws bloomed with his right arm. Facing the two firebirds, he had no intention of dodging.

"Hey, the soul ring is golden, so cool!" Die'er couldn't help but exclaim when she saw the two golden soul rings on Tang Wulin's body.

Meng Xiaoran also felt a terrifying heart. The uncertainty of his opponent has always been the most terrifying part of the game. What is the golden soul ring?

The golden dragon claws were cut out of thin air, and the golden light lingered in the tip of the claws. The two firebirds were torn into pieces. Tang Wulin's left foot was slit and the person was approaching.

Two blue feathers flew out, and the previous blazing heat turned into severe cold. The two feathers turned into two ice birds in the air, and flew straight to Tang Wulin with the scent of coldness.

Interesting, dual attributes of ice and fire? No, it is not elemental control, it should be related to his special martial soul.

The same golden dragon's claws waving, the ice bird shattered. Compared with the previous firebirds, the ice bird is tangible and qualitative, not only has attribute attacks, but also has physical attribute attacks. It is obviously stronger than the firebird's attack power.

Seeing Tang Wulin as if he was about to come to him, Meng Xiaoran pulled off two yellow feathers on his head without hesitation and threw them on the ground.

In fact, the number and color types of feathers on his head correspond to the number of soul power and soul skills.

In other words, the number of feathers he can release from his total soul power will be as many as his feathers as he can. The number of feathers of each color is decided by him when he releases his martial soul.

His martial soul is relatively restrained, but the number of feathers of different colors can be changed by retrieving the martial soul and releasing it. The advantage is that the speed of soul skills is released faster than that of ordinary soul masters. Once the feather is swung, the soul skills are released.

At this moment, as Tang Wulin was about to approach, he swung his hands to the ground, and two yellow feathers fell to the ground, emitting two strong yellow lights.

What made Tang Wulin a little funny was that this time it was not two birds, but two huge native chickens as tall as two meters. They were all brown, and as soon as they appeared, they spread their wings and rushed towards Tang Wulin.

His martial soul was a bit interesting! Tang Wulin's steps suddenly accelerated, his figure flashed, and he crawled between the two local chickens like a ghost.

The speed of the native chicken is not slow, but how can the overall flexibility be compared with the Tangmen Ghost Fanzhu?

When Meng Xiaoran was shocked, Tang Wulin's golden dragon claws had already arrived in front of him.

"Die'er!" Meng Xiaoran screamed strangely.

"Little handsome guy, I'm here!" Die'er's voice sounded, and then Tang Wulin smelled a fragrant wind suffocating his face.

The moment he was dazed, and he was drowsy, which made him feel like he was head-heavy.

poison!

This pair is really weird.

There were also a pair of wings behind the butterfly, which were a pair of very bright pink butterfly wings. The butterfly wings flapped, and the second soul ring shone with light pink mist covering Tang Wulin and Meng Xiaoran.

What's strange is that when the fog falls on Meng Xiaoran, it will disperse on its own and will not be contaminated on him.

"Bang!" A figure flew backwards from the fog, and the two native chickens dissipated.

"Ah?" Die'er exclaimed, and as she watched Meng Xiaoran fly out more than twenty meters and land on the ground, she obviously fainted.

She asked herself that the poisonous fog had been released very quickly, and Tang Wulin would definitely be disturbed, so why did Meng Xiaoran lose without even releasing her fourth soul skill?

Tang Wulin's body can definitely be described as a gift. After more than two months of torture in the sea, his potential has been fully stimulated and his body is extremely strong. The secret methods of the Ontological Sect are huge for his physical improvement.

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