Douluo: Wuhun Jiuyou Beast, inheritance of the throne of destruction

Chapter 49 Ling Kuang: I would like to call you the strongest Soul Douluo!

"it is good!"

Seeing Yang Wudi nod and accept the 'three-move agreement', Ling Kuang's mouth curled up slightly, with a bit of confidence and composure.

He stretched out his broad palm, gently touched Ling Ye's head, and said lovingly: "Xiao Ye, go over there first and watch Grandpa display his power!"

"Well, come on, Grandpa!" Ling Ye nodded heavily, his bright eyes full of trust in his grandfather.

"Roar!!"

After Ling Ye hid obediently several meters away, Ling Kuang instantly restrained the smile on his face, and with a loud roar, he directly released his martial spirit 'Blood Demon Mad Bear'.

In an instant, an extremely powerful aura was like a surging wave, overwhelming the people in front.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black, black!
The nine soul rings shone with dazzling light, rhythmically moving around Ling Kuang's body, emitting a powerful and heart-pounding pressure.

The gigantic 'Blood Demon Mad Bear' spirit roared towards the sky, with waves of sound rolling, as if it was going to shake the heaven and earth to pieces. Its momentum was much stronger than that of Yang Wudi and the other ten people combined!
"What a strong momentum!"

The great elder with white hair and a burly figure muttered to himself in disbelief. His expression was full of horror and his wide eyes were filled with disbelief.

The other eight elders also felt extremely difficult under this powerful pressure.

They just felt as if they were facing an extremely powerful and unrivaled beast.

The suffocating feeling of oppression made it difficult for them to breathe, and sweat flowed uncontrollably down their backs, quickly soaking their clothes.

Yang Wudi's eyes narrowed, and a trace of morbid excitement flashed across his deep eyes. The corners of his mouth lifted, and he said loudly: "So strong. This makes it even more interesting!"

"Let's go together!"

Ling Kuang shouted loudly and rudely.

The sound was like the sound of a huge bell, echoing in the space.

"First soul skill, flaming meteorite drop!"

As soon as Ling Kuang finished speaking, he rushed out like a cannonball, and the Blood Demon Wild Bear martial spirit instantly burst out with a terrifying momentum.

Huge meteorites appeared in the air, surrounded by flames, and fell directly towards Yang Wudi and the other ten people.

"The first soul skill, shock!"

"The second soul skill, Toru!"

"The fifth soul skill, break it!"

"The third soul skill, explode!"

Yang Wudi released four soul skills in succession, the attack power of the "Soul-Breaking Spear" increased layer by layer, and the momentum soared greatly.

There was a series of dull "bang bang bang" sounds, and he blew up several huge meteorites by himself.

But the other nine Soul Saint elders were in a miserable state. Even if they burst out with all their strength, they could not stop Ling Kuang's "Flame Meteorite Pendant".

The attack of a level 97 peak Douluo, even if the former held back and it was only the first soul skill, was not something a Soul Sage could resist.

Rumble!
There was only a deafening sound, and the powerful energy impact caused the ground to tremble violently. A shock wave spread, and smoke and dust spread like waves.

When the smoke in the sky slowly dissipated, the nine Soul Saint elders were seen with pale faces and blood gushing out of their mouths.

They fell to the ground limply, their breath weak, and they had lost the ability to continue fighting.

The first move is to defeat the nine Soul Saint elders!
Upon seeing this, Yang Wudi's eyes instantly widened, as if fire was about to spit out of his eyes.

"The seventh soul skill, martial soul true form!"

He roared to the sky, and the soul power in his body surged wildly like a river. A huge figure appeared behind him, holding a blood-red soul-breaking spear several meters long.

The huge blood-colored soul-breaking spear emitted a blindingly bright light, with the tip of the spear pointing straight at Ling Kuang.

Yang Wudi shouted loudly: "Come again!"

Ling Kuang raised his lips, he was very satisfied with Yang Wudi's strength. With this fierce aura, the latter's attack power even surpassed some weaker Title Douluo. "Third soul skill, Demon Bear Sky Claw!"

Immediately afterwards, the second move came again with violent energy.

A huge blood-red claw mark, carrying a fierce offensive, quickly blasted towards Yang Wudi in the "Martial Soul True Body" state.

This blow was even more powerful, and the surrounding space seemed to be squeezed and distorted extremely, making a teeth-grinding "crunching" sound.

"The eighth soul skill!"

Yang Wudi clenched his teeth, veins bulged on his forehead, and he swung the Soul-Breaking Spear with all his strength, creating a huge blood-red spear shadow.

The blood-red gun shadow and Ling Kuang's unstoppable attack collided fiercely.

There was a loud "bang"!
Yang Wudi only felt an irresistible huge impact force coming, and the whole person was shocked and retreated repeatedly. His arm felt as if it was pierced by thousands of steel needles and it hurt so much.

But he finally blocked the attack, although it was very difficult.

The second move, Yang Wudi, with the help of several soul skills including the 'Martial Soul True Body', used his eighth soul skill to block it.

"Haha not bad!"

"Yang Wudi, I, Demon Bear Douluo Ling Kuang, would like to call you the strongest Soul Douluo!" Ling Kuang said in a voice as loud as a bell, quite appreciatively.

"But that's it!"

Ling Kuang's aura rose again, and his two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, glowed.

The second soul skill.

The fourth soul skill.

Two amplification soul skills were activated in succession, Ling Kuang's momentum rose layer by layer, and his body was covered with a layer of mighty blood-red transparent war mask.

"Third soul skill, Demonic Bear Sky-breaking Claw!"

Then he released the third soul ring.

An even larger bloody claw mark, carrying an extremely violent aura, blasted towards Yang Wudi in front at a high speed.

"Shock! Through! Break! Explode! Power!"

A trace of determination flashed in Yang Wudi's eyes, and he uttered five words in succession. The five soul rings glowed one after another, and the attack power of the Soul-Breaking Spear was increased several times.

Finally, even the ten thousand year soul ring that came with the Soul-Breaking Spear began to emit a faint light, enhancing the power of the Soul-Breaking Spear.

"Eighth Soul Skill!!"

Yang Wudi took a deep breath, raised the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand again, and delivered his most powerful attack regardless of the consequences.

However, this time, he was ultimately unable to resist Ling Kuang's third move.

"boom!"

Yang Wudi flew backwards like a kite with a broken string, drew an arc in the air, and then fell heavily to the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

He knelt on one knee, with the Soul-Breaking Spear in his hand deeply inserted into the ground. The spear was shaking, supporting his shaky body.

Ling Kuang restrained his aura and his expression did not change at all. This battle was too easy for him and there was no pressure at all.

He cast his gaze towards Yang Wudi in the distance and said calmly, "You lost."

Yang Wudi was breathing heavily, with blood flowing from the corners of his mouth, but there was no fear on his face. He looked at Ling Kuang and said slowly: "I am not as skilled as you, I am convinced."

"From now on, my entire clan will serve you!

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Ling Kuang's face, "Very good! I will not treat the Pozhi clan unfairly, you will definitely not regret your decision today!"

"On the contrary, you will be glad for the decision you made today!"

(End of this chapter)