Gourd of Douluo

The fist wrapped in soul power hit Wu Hao hard.

But Tai Lung's face looked a little strange, because he felt that his punch was like hitting cotton, and it didn't feel like it hit a real object.

Then, while Tailong's eyelids were twitching wildly, Wu Hao's inconspicuous palm firmly grasped his fist in his hand, without even a trace of trembling.

"This is my second soul skill, Blue Lightning Defense. As long as it is a melee attack, it can absorb 50% of the power. Your fist is so weak to me."

Wu Hao showed a ferocious smile, "Let me show you what a real attack is!"

"The third soul skill, blue electric wave."

Under the light of the purple soul ring, streaks of electric light condensed together, and then with a lion's roar, the vortex formed by countless electric lights suddenly rushed towards Tailong.

The distance between the two was too close, and there was no way to dodge. Tailong could only barely use the Rock Guard to resist. The next second, his whole person was swallowed up by the lightning vortex.

The surrounding floor tiles suddenly flew up, and the countless soil under the floor tiles was blown up by the strong wind!

When the white light gradually dimmed, Tai Lung's miserable figure suddenly appeared in everyone's eyes.

The originally bright hair turned pitch black, and bursts of meaty fragrance emanated from the skin.

Tai Lung lowered his arms in front of him and couldn't help but kneel on the ground and gasp, "Is this the Soul Sect from Thunder College? It's really very strong. His hands and feet were paralyzed by the electric shock."

Tailong didn't notice that the thunderclouds above his head were gradually getting smaller as Wu Hao attacked.

Oscar excitedly pointed at the thunder cloud and said, "Xiao Feng, did you see that the cloud has obviously become smaller?"

Wang Xiaofeng shook his head, "Now it's no longer about when the Thunder Academy's field soul skills will dissipate, but how long Tai Lung can hold on."

If it weren't for the thunder clouds in the ring that amplified Wu Hao's soul skills, even if Tailong couldn't withstand this move, at least he wouldn't have been so seriously injured.

I can only say that this tactic is very appropriate.

Tailong roared unwillingly, and the source of the third soul skill's power increased its power. He bullied him again, and his fists continuously bombarded the lightning barrier on the surface of Wu Hao's body.

"Are you tickling me?! The fourth soul skill, blue electric blast."

The blue thunder ball absorbed most of the thunder cloud's power and expanded into a super large thunder ball with a diameter of three meters. Under Wu Hao's control, it crashed directly towards Tai Lung.

boom! !

The sky is falling apart! Thunder explodes!

In the competition venue, a mushroom cloud made of soil rose into the sky.

Tai Lung rolled ten feet away like a scarecrow, spitting out blood!

"Shrek admits..."

"If you don't admit defeat, I can still fight."

Tai Lung's blurred eyes subconsciously interrupted the words of the master outside the field.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Tai Lung was unconscious at this time, but his subconscious still controlled his remaining body and he struggled to stand up.

"Since you refuse to surrender, I have no choice but to send you down."

Wu Hao laughed, and strong lightning shot out from his arms.

"The first soul skill, Lei Luo."

Rays of blue lightning rhymed around Tai Lung's body, and his pale face was filled with pain.

"Ahhhh."

The moment before Tai Long was about to fall to the ground, Wang Xiaofeng rushed to his side and supported Tai Long's body.

Pop the sausage Oscar made into your mouth.

It’s been another day of cleaning. I’m exhausted because there are so few people at home.