Chapter 157 Sit on the fishing platform

Not much nonsense, all the recovered boy's soul power will be transformed into wind-attributed soul power through the divine wind soul blood, and then all will be blessed on the windbreaker on the body.

After being instilled with the wind-attributed soul power, the windbreaker that was close to the body turned into a whirlwind in a blink of an eye and enveloped the whole body.

Then the whirlwind turns into a tornado form, and the direction is turned horizontally to wrap the Pojun Overlord Gun inside, and drives the gun body to rotate at a high speed, turning faster and faster.

"Pojun-Storm!"

With a loud shout, Tian Hao pushed the sleek tail end with his palm and charged forward, pointing accurately at Yang Zhan's wide gun blade.

It rotates at an extremely fast speed like an electric drill, and at the same time it pushed Yang Zhan's feet to slide continuously on the ground. Finally, it hit the wall on the edge of the soul fighting field again. This time the force was even more fierce, and the whole body was embedded in it.

It was not over yet. The blade of the Soul-Breaking Spear was actually penetrated by Tian Hao's spear tip and then shattered, causing Yang Zhan, who had already suffered heavy damage, to spray blood on Tian Hao's Pojun Overlord Spear again and fell into a coma.

This attack is actually a derivative technique of the windbreaker on the body. When the soul power control is increased a little later, a wind blade can be added to the whirlwind to form a double offensive, including drilling and killing of the Pojun Overlord Gun and cutting and strangling of the wind blade.

"It's not embarrassing to be able to block my three shots!"

With a gratifying comment, Tian Hao took back the spider necklace by the Pojun Overlord Spear, and secretly took away a trace of the original power revealed by Yang Zhan's Soul-Breaking Spear.

Return to the center of the Soul Fighting Arena and wait for the next pair of challengers.

Biteping his pink lips tightly, Bai Ying looked at the VIP room diagonally above and lifted the seriously injured Yang Zhan away.

That guy is too strong, even if he is left, he is definitely not an opponent, let alone their clan has a high speed and its attack power is very touching.

"The bait has been put down, and you just need to sit firmly on the fishing platform."

After looking at the two who were leaving, Tian Hao muttered to himself.

The reason why I spent so much soul power just now was mainly to create an attractive bait. I believe the other party will come here soon.

"Pojun Overlord Gun!"

"Pojun Overlord Gun!"

"Pojun Overlord Gun!"

...

Seeing Tian Hao win again and using brand new weapons and three new self-created soul skills, the people in the audience became more and more enthusiastic, shouting the Pojun Overlord Gun.

Tian Hao ignored this and continued the battle to defend the next battle.

Although he has always been one-on-two, he has encountered most of the opponents in the past in the one-on-one soul fighting battle. He is very familiar with his martial soul skills, and he will not suffer even if he is one-on-two.

"The next Hundred Battles Battle is changed to a trio challenge, and you can find a partner to join us."

After the 100th game, Tian Hao turned around and left the exclusive passage, but the words left behind made the scene quiet, and then the atmosphere exploded.

"He actually wants to use one to three!"

"It is obvious that in the case of a war two, he is not the limit of a gentleman's sword, and he is trying to explore his own limits."

"Are you guessing that one-on-three is the limit of a gentleman's sword?"

"It's certainly not, I guess he can at least be one-to-five!"

"I bet one to ten!"

...

Everyone was guessing where Tian Hao's limit was. Even Deacon Ao, who was in charge, directly opened the gambling plate and bet on what Tian Hao's limit was.

Tian Hao ignored the matter behind and went straight to the room to take a shower and rest.

Of course, he was not idle either. He fused the original power of Yang Zhan’s martial soul that was secretly intercepted into the blood on the Pojun Overlord Gun, fused it into the soul blood of the Soul Breaking Gun, and finally merged into his body in a fusion state.

He is very familiar with this kind of thing and can be done in half a day.

"With the level of the soul master in the Great Soul Field healing system, he should have recovered almost."

After estimating Yang Zhan’s injury at that time, Tian Hao felt that it should be soon.

Sure enough, not long after, the doorbell was turned.

Meng Yuyan went to open the door. Deacon Ao was standing outside, with three people following behind him. He was the first of a gray-haired old man, and Yang Zhan and Bai Ying stood behind him. However, Yang Zhan was supported by Bai Ying, and his face was scary and pale, and obviously he had not recovered well.

It is true that although there is a special team of medical soul masters in the Soto Soul Fighting Soul Arena, medical soul skills are not omnipotent. At least, there is no way to heal the injury instantly before reaching the level of Jiuxin Haitang.

Not to mention that Yang Zhan suffered mainly internal injuries, he could only recover one roughly, and the rest had to be restored.

"Miss Evil Spirit, this Mr. Yang Potian claims to be a member of Mr. Yue's tribe, look..."

Deacon Ao stood outside the door and did not dare to make decisions about this matter.

Tian Hao personally admitted his surname in the main soul fighting arena, and the Pojun Overlord Gun they had created was also built based on the Soul Breaking Gun of the Poker clan. If it was said that the two had nothing to do with it, he wouldn't believe it if he killed him, so he brought people here.

"Evil spirits, let them in!"

Tian Hao, who was sitting on the sofa, spoke, and the evil spirit was the pseudonym or title he gave Meng Yuyan. He would use this name to participate in the Soul Master Competition in the future.

After all, when you are away, the vest is very important, such as his gentleman Jian Yue Buqun.

"Please come in!"

Meng Yuyan signaled, not surprised by this.

When he first met a boy, he first mentioned the word Yang when he introduced himself, and then changed it to Bu Jingyun's. After coming to Soto City, he changed it to Yue Buqun. Obviously, they are all pseudonyms, and the real name should be Yang Guo.

Yang Potian walked in silently and sat on the sofa, carefully looking at the young man wearing an iron mask opposite, especially at close range, he could vaguely sense the intimacy of the young man opposite, which was very similar to the feeling when he was with his grandson Yang Zhan. He was probably the bloodline of the Soul-Breaking Gun.

Yang Zhan was supported by Bai Ying and stood behind his grandfather, staring at Tian Hao opposite him.

"Ye, who is it?"

After being silent for a while, Yang Potian asked, wondering about his identity and being very curious.

"You can call me Yang Guo."

Putting down the water cup in his hand, Tian Hao once again hung the name of the God Condor Hero.

He does have a name called Yang Guo, after all, a pseudonym is also a name.

"Are you the people of the clan who left the family when they joined Haotian Sect?"

Asked again, Yang Potian had some guesses about the identity of the young man in front of him.

When they defeated their clan and joined the Haotian Sect, some of the clan members disagreed.

This is normal. After all, most of their destruction clans have a tough temper, and it is not an exaggeration to say that they are stubborn and self-righteous.

Those tribe members never appeared again after leaving the family. They originally thought they had all disappeared, but who would have thought that there would be future generations who were still so outstanding.

Tian Hao had no words and had a default attitude.

He had done enough posture and preparation before, so he could help the other party to make up for the rest, without saying anything.

Anyway, he didn't lie, and the words he said in the main soul fighting arena were not clearly lie, and at most he had some inducement effect.

You can't understand that it's your own IQ, don't blame me Tian Hao.

Sure enough, seeing that Tian Hao had no words and his attitude of default, Yang Potian became more and more sure.

Mr. Tian: When I heard the title of evil spirit, did you guys think of anything?
Chapter completed!