Chapter 121: A Fight Across Ten Thousand Years
The figure danced with the stick in one hand, then put his other hand on it, assuming a posture that Wang Nan was very familiar with.
When Wang Nan was a child, he practiced this move very hard under the guidance of his father.
Wang Nan jumped onto the stage, holding the Panlong Stick in his hand, lowering his center of gravity, and assuming exactly the same posture as his opponent.
The next moment, the two sticks collided, and Wang Nan could feel that although the stick was powerful, the figure's cultivation seemed to be only at the Soul Emperor level.
After the first strike, the Panlong stick in the figure's hand made a half circle, and the second stick attacked again. At the same time, the stick was shining brightly, and a strong force could be felt before it fell.
Wang Nan raised his stick to block, but was knocked back two steps by the figure.
Seeing the Panlong Stick in the figure's hand suddenly enlarged and the red tip of the stick smashing towards him, Wang Nan immediately reacted and realized that this figure should be able to use soul skills like a soul master, and the same was true for the sudden increase in strength just now.
However, it does not have spirit rings surrounding it like a spirit master, so it is difficult to judge what kind of ability it is using.
Before he had time to think, his second soul skill instantly lit up, and the golden dragon shadow on the Panlong Stick shone brightly.
With a "clang" sound, the front end of the red Panlong stick was blocked by Wang Nan's stick, and then swept to the side. With a flash of his body, Wang Nan appeared behind the figure, holding the Panlong stick high in his hand and smashing it on the back of the figure's head.
The figure seemed to be a veteran of many battles. The moment Wang Nan used his first soul skill, he had already retracted his hands. Before he turned around, the Panlong Stick had already been swung behind him.
However, it was still difficult to exert force in this way. As Wang Nan’s second soul ring lit up again, the golden Panlong stick "chopped" downwards, and the two Panlong sticks intertwined and fell on the back of the figure.
The stick was quite powerful, and the figure seemed to be injured and his movements became slower. Wang Nan's first soul ring lit up, and the speed of swinging the Panlong Stick in his hand increased again. The figure was unable to resist and soon turned into two dragon shadows again, flying towards the seventh floor.
Wang Nan then looked at the surrounding layout. Like the previous floors, in addition to the arena in the middle, there were some long tables around, but this time the tables were filled with furs left behind by some unknown soul beast.
I don't know what level of cultivation these soul beasts had reached when they were alive. After such a long time, although the power inside them has been lost, some of it is still retained and can be used to make some equipment.
Pan Huai and Pan Yang had also come up. They seemed to have heard the sound of the previous battle and looked up at Wang Nan. "What happened just now?"
Wang Nan thought about the two dragon shadows just now, combined with the text fragments he had seen before, and roughly guessed the truth.
"It should be the test left by those two Super Douluo. Let's go up there and take a look."
When the three were still on the stairs, there was a pressure coming from above. After reaching the seventh floor, Wang Nan could see clearly that the two dragon shadows had turned into human figures holding coiled dragon sticks again.
However, this figure was completely different from the one just now. Not only could one vaguely see his appearance from his face, but the dragon-coiled stick in his hand was also completely different. The giant dragon on it seemed to come alive, flying up from the stick and coiling around him.
Pan Huai's eyes widened for a moment. For him, being fortunate enough to see the figure of his ancestor ten thousand years ago was already a great honor for him in this life.
Wang Nan didn't think too much like him. He leaped in front of the figure, summoned the Panlong Stick, and six soul rings slowly rose.
If his guess was correct, the cultivation level of this figure should have reached the Soul Saint level. The figure flashed in front of him, and Wang Nan only felt a gust of wind blowing past his ears, and the red Panlong stick was already coming towards him.
Not daring to be careless, his second soul ring lit up, and he used both hands to lift up to block the opponent's Panlong Stick.
However, the next moment, the giant red dragon surrounding the figure suddenly pounced out and landed on Wang Nan's Panlong Stick. A huge force came from his hands, and Wang Nan took several steps back before he could get rid of the force.
Panlong Stick Martial Soul, this is the real Panlong Stick Martial Soul, it is a stick, but also a dragon.
Although I have heard a lot about the Panlong Stick from Pan Huai in the past few days, hearing about it from other people and seeing it with your own eyes are two completely different concepts.
The figure on the opposite side kept attacking, but Wang Nan did not feel any soul skills from it. He only felt a red dragon stick flying up and down, accompanied by the assisting attack of the red dragon shadow on the side. For a moment, Wang Nan only felt that the opponent's stick shadow was all around him.
He used both hands to block the opponent's attack for a moment. In that moment, the first, second, fourth and sixth soul rings on Wang Nan's body lit up at the same time, and the three colors of gold, yellow and black continued to flow around his body.
Pan Huai on the side was already dumbfounded.
For Shrek's disciples, using multiple soul skills at the same time can only be regarded as their basic course, but for ordinary soul masters like Pan Huai, using multiple soul skills at the same time is already a very advanced skill in their understanding.
Wang Nan had no time to care about anything else. He swung the Panlong Stick in his hand forward again. With the bonus of four soul skills, the power of this stick fell down, and its force exceeded that of the figure opposite. Even with the assistance of the red dragon shadow, the figure was still knocked back.
The scales of the giant dragon on the Panlong stick in Wang Nan’s hand became brighter.
The figure quickly adjusted himself, holding one end of the Panlong Stick tightly with both hands. The red Panlong Stick in his hand suddenly grew a little bigger, flew half a circle in the air, and suddenly fell down.
Where the red Panlong stick fell, the air twisted and it seemed that even the space here was torn apart.
Wang Nan felt the impact of the stick even more clearly, and for a moment it seemed as if the entire world was about to collapse.
But the more this happened, the brighter his eyes became. In the sea of spirit, the Tianye Fusheng Dragon's head was raised high, and it let out a long roar with him. A loud dragon roar came out from Wang Nan's mouth.
The spirit and soul power merged into one. The next moment, Wang Nan pressed down with his left hand and raised his right hand to "lift" the Panlong Stick upward. The tip of the stick flew into the air like a dragon head.
Facing the huge red stick shadow as big as the sky and the earth, Wang Nan's stick seemed so thin, but it was this thin stick that blocked the arrogant red stick shadow.
Wang Nan's sixth soul skill has been continuing. The power of the two sticks is stronger than the other. With the next stick, the power in his hand is no less than that of the figure in front of him. For a moment, the offense and defense changed, and the figure fell into a disadvantage.
However, that figure was, after all, a seven-ring Soul Saint. He could also use a powerful soul skill, the Martial Soul Avatar, like other Soul Saints.
Thanks to the passer-by Xiu Gou for the reward support
(End of this chapter)
