Chapter 8 Panlong Stick Vs. Golden Cudgel, King-Level Soul Fruit!

Looking at Xu Yan's gentle smile, Jiang Mo Douluo also laughed.

Then he grabbed the golden hoop stick and said, "How can I not lift such a small thing?"

Xu Yan had not let go at this moment. Looking at Jiang Mo Douluo's disdainful smile, he said, "Master, you really can't lift it. I'm not lying."

"Let go!" Jiang Mo Douluo said, "I won't."

Jiang Mo Douluo wanted to say that he wouldn't take yours, after all, this is a martial spirit.

But before he finished speaking, Xu Yan let go directly, and saw Jiang Mo Douluo leaning forward directly.

Seeing that the golden hoop stick was pressing on his hand and was about to fall to the ground, Xu Yan grabbed the golden hoop stick.

Otherwise, Jiang Mo Douluo's hand would be useless.

Jiang Mo Douluo was actually sweating from fear. He was confused about what had just happened.

The unprecedented weight made him a little palpitating.

However, thinking carefully, it might be that he had not been prepared before.

With his own strength as a Titled Douluo, if he is prepared, he will definitely be able to lift the stick.

"Master Worshiper, I am not lying, you really can't lift it." Xu Yan acted very innocent, which made the Demon-Subduing Douluo look ashamed.

"I was not prepared just now, I will try again." The Demon-Subduing Douluo seemed to be unconvinced.

Xu Yan shook his head helplessly, thinking that since you will not turn back until you hit the south wall, then let you try.

In this world, no one else can pick up the golden hoop at will except himself.

He made the golden hoop bigger and thicker, put it directly there, and made a gesture of invitation: "Master Worshiper, please!"

The Demon-Subduing Douluo felt that Xu Yan's weapon spirit was quite interesting.

So he became serious.

He released his spirit, his spirit ring lit up, his spirit power was majestic, and he held the golden hoop with both hands, trying to pick it up.

But he couldn't lift it anyway.

"Damn, how is it possible?" The Demon-Subduing Douluo's feet were slipping.

Finally, he used all his strength, but he couldn't shake the golden hoop stick at all. The floor under his feet broke layer by layer, leaving traces.

The whole hall was broken.

Xu Yan hurriedly stopped him: "Master, we can start. You can't lift it."

The Demon-Subduing Douluo then let go of his hand, and watched Xu Yan pick up the golden hoop stick very easily.

The golden hoop stick kept shrinking and becoming thinner in his hand, just right as a weapon.

He was stunned for a moment.

"Why?" asked the Demon-Subduing Douluo.

"Because it recognizes its master. This stick weighs more than 235,000 kilograms. Even if you can bear such a weight, it recognizes its master and is also my martial spirit, so no matter what you do, you can't shake it." Xu Yan said.

The Demon-Subduing Douluo snorted and said, "Yours can be big or small, and mine can be big or small too. Let's compare today to see which one is better, your Golden Hoop or my Coiling Dragon Stick."

"Wait, Lord Worship is a Titled Douluo, and I am just a Great Soul Master. The difference is too big, you can't use soul power." Xu Yan said lightly.

His physique is stronger when he meets a strong opponent, and he can only deal with soul masters below the strength of Soul Saint. He can't beat a Titled Douluo no matter what.

Maybe the ability of the Reincarnation Eye can make him worry-free, but he will also be arrogant.

The Demon-Subduing Douluo thought about it and said, "Okay."

Xu Yan has become serious. This time his opponent is a Titled Douluo, not like Yan.

Even if he doesn't use soul power, his combat power is still very explosive.

For Xu Yan now, this is the case.

After saying this, the Demon-Subduing Douluo directly used the Coiling Dragon Stick and rushed over quickly.

Xu Yan also rushed over quickly, using the golden hoop to fight him directly.

Clang!

There was a collision, and the flames splashed.

Xu Yan felt his hands numb for a while, and his body exploded backwards.

The physical strength of this Demon-Subduing Douluo was also terrible.

"Even if you don't use soul power, you are still an ant. Don't say I bully you. You can use soul power." Demon-Subduing Douluo said, and rushed over.

And Xu Yan also enlarged the golden hoop in his hand and hit it with a stick.

Bang!

Demon-Subduing Douluo felt that there was still some strength in his hand.

"Not bad, faster." Demon-Subduing Douluo shouted hurriedly.

Xu Yan kept waving the golden hoop, and the two kept fighting.

Using soul power, Xu Yan was much better.

When Demon-Subduing Douluo kept taking the attack and saw dozens of soul rings bursting out of Xu Yan's body.

He was stunned for a moment, and then was hit by Xu Yan's stick.

The figure of Demon-Subduing Douluo shot out like a cannonball.

Xu Yan grinned.

"What?" Jiang Mo Douluo got up and glared at Xu Yan indignantly: "You little brat has no martial ethics."

"What's wrong with me?" Xu Yan asked.

"What happened to your spirit ring just now?" Jiang Mo Douluo saw dozens of spirit rings and was dazzled. He thought he was dazzled.

Xu Yan released the spirit rings, which was a normal ratio of spirit rings. Finally, the spirit rings began to change colors continuously.

"That's it." Xu Yan said: "The kid's spirit ring changes color. This is another skill of the kid."

"Humph, in the face of absolute strength, these fancy tricks are useless." Jiang Mo Douluo snorted coldly.

He thought that he had suffered a loss just now and would never be fooled again.

"Come again."

This time, Jiang Mo Douluo was serious, but he did not release his spirit power and rushed over quickly.

In this way, the two fought for a long time, and in the end, Xu Yan was a little tired.

Although the Demon-Subduing Douluo did not consume much soul power, it was a bit physically demanding and a little out of breath.

"How about... kid, I'll use my soul power." The Demon-Subduing Douluo felt a little unsatisfied and said.

"No, if you release your soul power, you can kill me with one stick, and the Pope will blame you." Xu Yan said hurriedly.

"Well, that's it tonight. You have to improve your soul power as soon as possible. When you reach the Titled Douluo, I want to fight you happily." The Demon-Subduing Douluo said.

"Okay." Xu Yan nodded in agreement.

I thought, if I become the strength of a Titled Douluo, you will be beaten by me. I will be stronger when I meet a strong opponent. I can beat any Titled Douluo, Peak Douluo, or Super Douluo.

Then, the Demon-Subduing Douluo left.

And Xu Yan sat cross-legged here and began to practice soul power.

Now he just wants to practice soul power.

[Ding! It is detected that you can sign in here. Do you want to sign in? 】

"Sign in." Xu Yan shouted hurriedly.

[Ding! Successfully signed in in the Elder Hall, obtained King-level Soul Yuan Fruit*10]

Xu Yan was shocked and wondered if this Soul Yuan Fruit could improve the level of soul power?

[King-level Soul Yuan Fruit: Taking one Soul Yuan Fruit can improve one to two levels, and a maximum of two can be taken within an hour]

Xu Yan grinned and took a two-finger-wide fruit directly.

Then he began to enter the state of cultivation.

The dark golden soul power light permeated his body, and the soul power level seemed to be improving.