Seeing Ye Yang's martial spirit, Ye Hong and Ye Lingfeng were both slightly startled, their eyes full of surprise.
They had also heard about Ye Yang's martial spirit, which was a type of weapon martial spirit with a strange shape.
The shape is pointless and edgeless, somewhat similar to a hoe, but it can exert powerful shooting power like arrows.
But the current form of the Gatling gun is significantly different from the previous AK47, with its multi-pipeline gun appearance.
The overall shape becomes more powerful.
The pervasive soul power fluctuations reveal a heart-stopping energy aura!
"My golden-scaled dragon can bite this kind of nondescript weapon soul into pieces with one bite."
Ye Hong snorted coldly, not paying attention to the Gatling gun at all.
Immediately he moved, like a tiger descending the mountain, and rushed towards Ye Yang.
Roar--!
At the same time, the flying dragon with golden scales roared and opened its fangs loudly.
With such a powerful momentum, even if ordinary martial arts encounters, even if there is no need to bite, the impact will directly cause him to collapse on the spot.
In this offensive, Ye Hong did not use any soul skills or martial arts skills, and planned to test the reality first.
If it were anyone else, there would indeed be room for change in this kind of temptation.
However, he met the wrong person today. Faced with a Gatling gun, there was no chance of regret!
Ye Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and Yuanli poured into the Gatling gun soul. Suddenly, the light flickered, and the six barrels began to rotate.
"Bang bang bang...!!!"
The next moment the trigger was pulled, a deafening gunfire suddenly exploded, and streaks of bullets shot out.
Seeing this scene, Ye Hong's expression changed drastically. Even the protective energy shield on his body was blown away by such a violent impact.
In shock, he hurriedly forced himself to stand still, letting the beast soul block the front, and used defensive soul skills.
Golden scale shield!
The scales on the body of the dragon soul cracked open instantly and turned into a shield covered with golden scales, which turned upside down on Ye Hong's body like a bowl for all-round defense.
"Bang bang!!"
At this time, another wave of bullets shot over continuously, all impacting on the golden scale shield.
The scene was like a heavy rain falling on a lake, with ripples of golden light surging on the surface of the scale shield.
In just a few breaths, cracks began to appear.
"What?!"
Seeing this, Ye Hong was shocked.
The golden scale shield is his most proud defensive soul skill, it is as solid as a rock!
Even if he fought against Ye Han, it would take some energy to shake the latter's dragon-marked sword.
However, at this moment, facing Ye Yang's Gatling gun spirit, he was so fragile.
Ye Hong was shocked and hurriedly mobilized the energy in his body to continuously pour it into the beast soul, quickly repairing the damaged cracks in the golden scale shield.
However, this repair speed is nowhere faster than the crazy firing of Gatling gun.
Especially the soul skill that comes with the gun soul, ‘damage critical strike’.
There is a 10% probability that for every ten bullets fired, one of them will cause a critical hit, doubling the lethality!
Just like this, under the bombardment of dense bullets, more and more cracks appeared on the surface of the shield, which became dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"What a terrifying power!"
Not far away, Ye Lingfeng was stunned and couldn't help but take a breath.
In today's clan competition, he had fought with Ye Hong and knew very well how powerful the golden scale shield was.
But he didn't expect that facing Ye Yang's offensive at this time, he was almost on the verge of collapse.
In that kind of uninterrupted shooting, the opponent was not given any chance to breathe.
"However, this high-intensity output consumes a lot of energy. Can he sustain it?"
Ye Lingfeng's eyes darkened slightly, and he began to ponder in his mind.
No matter how powerful the soul skill is, it still requires the maintenance of Yuanli.
If this continuous shooting continues, I believe it will soon become exhausted.
If Ye Hong can take it upon himself by then, he will definitely be able to reverse the situation.
Ye Yang didn't have the slightest concern about this.
At this moment, the energy in his body was billowing like a tidal wave, almost as if he was "making a sudden fortune".
He has now reached the star realm of the fourth level warrior. Due to his two martial spirits, there are two star pills condensed when he broke through the realm.
With the advantage of numbers, if you meet him in the same realm, you will definitely end up being crushed!
Bang bang bang...!!
Under such violent bombardment, Ye Hong had no backhand power at all and was completely suppressed by the Jijilin machine gun.
He could only defend blindly and constantly mobilize his energy to repair the wounds suffered by his martial soul.
If he stopped and lost the defense of the golden scale shield, he would not have the confidence to resist Ye Yang's gun soul with his flesh and blood body!
"What kind of martial spirit is this? It's so abnormal!"
Ye Hong looked at Ye Yang with fear on his face.
The contempt and arrogance in his eyes before were gone now.
Seeing that the dense cracks on the shield were about to reach their limit, he turned pale and hurriedly shouted: "Stop fighting, I... give up!"
As soon as these words came out, he suddenly became disheartened.
Unexpectedly, he was defeated before he even started to use his skills.
This situation, compared to Ye Han's martial arts competition, was even more despairing and powerless.
Whoosh!
Hearing that the opponent had admitted defeat, Ye Yang did not lose his martial ethics. He immediately cut off the output of his energy and the Gatling gun suddenly stopped firing.
"Concession."
Ye Yang cupped his hands and clasped his fists, without making any mockery or embarrassing words.
This move undoubtedly surprised Ye Hong.
He had been mentally prepared, but he didn't expect that Ye Yang's spirit was so broad.
Not only did he not make any sarcasm, he was also so polite and respectful.
Thinking of his previous rude words to Ye Yang, he felt extremely ashamed.
"You are very strong, but I admit that I am not as good as you."
Ye Hong also cupped his hands and clasped his fists, convinced of his defeat.
"Next, it's your turn."
Ye Yang looked at Ye Lingfeng with an indifferent expression.
Hearing this, Ye Ling looked slightly startled.
"The soul skill you just used must have consumed a lot of energy."
Ye Lingfeng shook his head and said with a smile: "According to the rules of the clan competition, after each round of competition, you can take a break for half a stick of incense."
Obviously, he didn't want to take advantage of others' danger.
"No need to bother, you can do it now."
Ye Yang raised the corners of his mouth and said calmly.
The use of the Gatling gun spirit just now indeed consumed a lot of energy.
But his trump card is more than that.
Since you have to fight, you should finish it in one go. You don’t want to waste half a stick of incense.
"Now?"
Seeing Ye Yang being so confident, Ye Lingfeng's eyes flashed with surprise, and his heart became a little more dignified.
From this, it can be seen that this guy's remaining "remaining strength" is by no means as weak as imagined.
"Is it possible that he still has reservations?!"
Thinking of this, the frustration in Ye Hong's heart suddenly became stronger.
Obviously, he didn't expect that he was not even qualified to use his full strength on the opponent.