Douluo Dragon King: The martial soul has double pupils, and it is destiny!

Chapter 166 Xie Xie’s Strength

Tang Wulin's eyes radiated brilliant golden light. After sending Yang Nianxia flying with a punch, he turned his gaze to Wu Siduo. Seeing the blending of gold and purple, he knew that he was about to face the Netherworld White Tiger.

However, facing this powerful martial soul fusion device, Tang Wulin felt no fear in his heart, only endless fighting spirit.

"Brother Chen, if you can do it, I can do it too! If I can't even reach half of what he can do, let alone catch up!"

This has always been Tang Wulin's belief.

Catching up with Gu Chen, before completely catching up with him, even if I can only achieve half of his level, it would be enough to be proud of.

In just a few breaths, the Netherworld White Tiger reappeared before Tang Wulin's eyes.

"Roar—" The Netherworld White Tiger roared, and with all its limbs exerted force, it pounced directly at Tang Wulin.

"Come and fight!"

Facing the huge body that looked like a dark gold terror-claw bear, Tang Wulin clenched his fists. Instead of retreating, he stepped forward to face it.

……

"Bang, bang, bang—" The violent collision sounds continued, as if the entire space was shrouded in this dense sound. Xu Yucheng widened his eyes and tried desperately to catch the golden-haired figure that shuttled like a ghost, but no matter how hard he tried, it was in vain.

Xie Xie in front of him was like lightning. He appeared and disappeared in an instant, and then flashed out at the next location. This cycle repeated over and over again, leaving Xu Yucheng overwhelmed.

This astonishing speed was beyond common sense, and Xu Yucheng marveled inwardly. If he could slow down time, he would be able to clearly see that with each movement of Xie Xie, the space around him was slightly distorted, even showing some signs of collapse.

At the same time, a layer of faint silver light also wrapped around Xie Xie's body, making him look like a dream.

It was precisely because of the dual effects of space and time that Xie Xie was able to possess such an unimaginable speed. However, Xu Yucheng was unaware of this.

At this moment, he only felt that his martial soul was constantly being bombarded from all directions, and every attack accurately landed on his vital points, making him unable to defend himself.

After repeated failures, Xu Yucheng finally couldn't contain his inner anger and shouted, "Are you a rat? All you can do is hide and attack stealthily!"

Facing Xu Yucheng's questioning, Xie Xie remained silent.

At this moment, his figure appeared again, but this time he appeared directly in front of Xu Yucheng.

He was seen holding a silver-gold short blade that was flashing with a faint blue light in his right hand, and stabbing towards Xu Yucheng with lightning speed.

Xie Xie took Gu Chen's words to heart: "As an assassin, you should be as quiet as possible. Only those who can cause great damage can be considered excellent assassins."

At that moment, Xu Yucheng stared at the dagger hurtling towards him, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his heart seemed to leap into his throat. In the nick of time, he quickly turned sideways, narrowly avoiding the fatal blow with near-limit distance.

"It's just a little bit off!" Xie Xie muttered softly, and his figure disappeared without a trace again in an instant like a ghost.

Xu Yucheng looked at Xie Xie who disappeared again, and a wave of fear surged in his heart. He subconsciously reached out and touched his slightly cold cheek, and a layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"It's so abominable! This guy is so elusive that I can't even touch the corner of his clothes!" Xu Yucheng cursed angrily.

However, facing such a tough opponent, he was helpless.

Since his own speed was far inferior to Xie Xie's, he had no other choice but to passively defend himself. Even if he wanted to try to increase the distance between them and find an opportunity to counterattack, it was a luxury for him.

Xu Yucheng inadvertently caught a glimpse of the familiar short blade out of the corner of his eye, and a feeling of helplessness and annoyance welled up in his heart. He sighed heavily.

Could this guy be a loach? How could he be so slippery and unpredictable?
However, at this moment, Yu Cheng had no time to care about these distracting thoughts, because the situation was urgent and he could not afford to be distracted in the slightest.

Xu Yucheng quickly raised the sickle in his hand again and concentrated on dealing with the enemy's attack.

But just when the short blade was about to collide with the sickle, it suddenly stopped, as if it was cast by magic and fixed in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, an unexpected scene happened. The opponent actually used one leg to lightly cross the sickle's defense line, and while Xu Yucheng had not yet reacted, he suddenly kicked him hard in the face.

"Bang!" Following a dull crash, Xu Yucheng felt his eyes go dark and his head buzzed as if a pot had exploded.

The huge impact force caused his body to lean back involuntarily, his feet left the ground, and he flew out like a kite with a broken string.

At the same time, a burning pain came from his face, as if it was burned by fire, and he couldn't help but groan in pain: "Ah——!"

What the hell!
Fighting in such a despicable way!

Xu Yucheng finally stood up straight and put his hand on his face, and he felt the shoe print on his face from the kick.

"Hide, eh? Then I'll leave you nowhere to hide!!"

Xu Yucheng obviously didn't want to continue to defend passively. He swung the Dark Demon Scythe in his hand, and one purple light blade after another attacked in all directions.

Xie Xie emerged from the void. Seeing the gradually approaching attack, his expression remained unchanged. He swung the short blade in his hand and blue blade energy was cut out one after another, rushing straight towards the attacking purple light blade.

When two attacks of different colors, one blue and one purple, collided with each other, the blue sword energy instantly covered the purple light blade.

This is a crushing defeat in every aspect.

The crushing attack.

The crushing of martial spirit.

"His martial spirit is superior to mine?"

Xu Yucheng dodged the incoming blue blade energy and frowned as he thought of the reason.

But how is that possible?

His martial soul, the Dark Demon Scythe, is already a top-level martial soul. What level of martial soul would be more powerful than his sickle?
Super martial spirit?

No, even if it was a super martial spirit, it would be impossible to suppress Xu Yucheng like this.

Xu Yucheng really couldn't imagine what kind of martial spirit had such a strong cutting ability, because just looking at the blue short blade gave him a feeling that it could cut anything.

(End of this chapter)