Douluo Super Saiyan Legend

Meng Yiran immediately held the snake staff again and threw himself upwards with an expression as if he wanted to chew Wukong into pieces.

Waving the snake staff in his hand, Meng Yiran increased his strength by relying on the inertia from top to bottom, and struck directly at Wukong's head.

Wukong sighed, now that he has reached this point, should he still attack...?

He moved his body slightly to the side to avoid Meng Yiran's slashing tactics. He grabbed it with both hands and held the front end of the snake staff.

The weapon spirit can be caught by the opponent, but if the owner of the spirit reacts, the weapon spirit can escape from the opponent's hand in an instant.

Meng Yiran slowly fell down, and the snake staff in Wukong's hand seemed to be stuck in a rock and could not be pulled out.

Seeing this scene, Meng Yiran had a thought in his mind. The martial soul instantly became very transparent in Wukong's hand. He pulled it back and successfully broke away from Wukong's hand.

"Little sister, you are still too young to be my opponent..."

"You should give up this soul ring today. After you go back, practice hard for two years. You can't even play with your own martial soul. This is really... too bad!"

Wukong smiled at Meng Yiran, and the previous sentence made Meng Yiran's face turn red.

Tender...

"Damn it! You stinking rascal!"

"You humiliated me before, and now you are blaspheming me. What do you think I am!" Meng Yiran clenched his teeth, his face bulging with anger.

Obviously, Meng still completely misunderstood Wukong's meaning, and he didn't mean that when he said you were tender.

It seems that this young lady’s thoughts are a bit dangerous. She is now in adolescence...

Meng still clenched his two small fists and waved the snake blade to prepare for Wukong's next attack.

Meng Yiran's current appearance is in stark contrast to her evil look before, and she is so cute.

"I'll go, I'm so girly!" Wukong touched his nose and said secretly in his heart.

Now Meng Yiran is really too cute, even a macho man would be attracted to her, but it's a pity that Wukong doesn't have it yet, he just has a good impression of her, not to the point of liking her.

"If you were a man! Fight me with your true strength!"

"You don't have to use all your strength to humiliate a girl like me. How can your conscience be tolerated?" Meng Yiran blushed with embarrassment and glared at Wukong fiercely.

After hearing this, Wukong was very helpless and replied: "It's really not that I humiliated you, but that after I showed my full strength, you couldn't even last two seconds..."

Wukong was helpless in the face of Meng Yiran like this. It's not like he didn't use all his strength. If he used all his strength, you would have died a long time ago, okay?

But Wukong realized that he seemed to have said the wrong thing.

"Asshole!" Meng Yiran was completely shocked by Wukong's shamelessness.

While saying that he did not humiliate himself, he also said that he could not last more than two seconds under his hand.

This is not intentional, what is this?

"Hahahahahaha! Brother Kong's move is really amazing! Why didn't I realize that Brother Kong is so capable of hurting others before?"

Oscar laughed heartily, slapping his thighs hard and laughing.

"And looking at it this way, Brother Kong is still an experienced driver~" Ma Hongjun looked vulgar.

Goku is simply awesome at teasing.

It was obviously a naked tease, but he said it was necessary to fight.

"Brother Kong is the strongest role model of our generation, but this title probably doesn't deserve him!" Ma Hongjun quickly took advantage of this opportunity to flatter him.

Why don't you hug such a thick thigh? He's strong and rich, so forget about being kicked before.

"Since you didn't try your best, you still humiliated and bullied me like this today! I won't show any mercy to you!"

Meng Yiran used his strength to jump back with his calves, leaving him a full 7 meters away from Wukong.

Slowly he took out eight soul-breaking knives from behind him, four in each hand.

Wukong blinked, and Meng still did have this ability in the original work.

"Those four soul-breaking knives are equipped with strong soul power, which should enhance their sharpness and emptiness-breaking ability..." Wukong looked closely and instantly discovered the mystery.

I have to say that Meng Yiran could actually think of attaching soul power to it, which is very good. After all, even Tang San didn't think of this.

Tang San was just resting on his laurels, always using other people's prototype drawings, but didn't know how to innovate on his own.

Tang San was also very surprised when he saw this scene, and thought to himself: "I didn't expect that there are people in this world who can use hidden weapons..."

Tang San originally thought that he was the only one in this world who used hidden weapons, but now that Meng Yiran appeared, Tang San instantly became curious.

"I just don't know how good her concealment skills are..."

Meng Yiran puffed up his face and said stubbornly: "The power of my soul-breaking sword cannot be withstood by some level 40 soul sects!"

"Let me see if you, a stinky gangster, can still be so arrogant today!"

Meng was still very confident about the eight soul-breaking knives in his hand, because he had once injured a level 45 soul sect with this move.

And Meng Yiran didn't expect such a powerful thing, and few people in the whole continent use it.

Whoosh~

Meng still clenched his teeth. He waved his hands, jumped up slightly, and after somersaulting in the air, he first threw out the four soul-breaking knives in his left hand.

Wukong's eyes and pupils gathered together, and he was ready to reach out to catch the four soul-breaking knives. At this level, there is no need for Haki.

But Meng Yiran showed a charming smile, as if he had seen Wukong's move.

The soul-breaking knives in his right hand were also thrown out, but only two were left in his right hand, and the remaining two were tightly held in his left hand.

The two swords fired from his right hand were moving quickly towards Wukong, and then Meng Yiran's left hand waved violently.

The remaining two knives were shot towards a rock, and began to bounce towards Wukong in the form of refraction in another direction.

Then Meng Yiran summoned the snake blade, opened his mouth lightly and shouted: "The first soul skill! Snake blade!"

Meng Yiran quickly took advantage of this opportunity to use his first soul skill. As Meng Yiran took aim, the first soul skill avoided the trajectory of all soul-breaking swords and struck like Wukong.

"I once used this combination of skills to make my grandpa's thoughts idle for a few seconds. Although it was only a few seconds, it could give an eighty-level Contra a chance..."

"Hehe~ You stinky gangster, just wait until you are crippled!"

Meng was still very proud that he could finally punish this inhumane and arrogant guy.

But Wukong just raised a smile and said to Meng Yiran: "Sister! How many times do I have to tell you before you understand that I am not a gangster! What I did just now was all unintentional and I didn't lie to you. Look, What a real look in my eyes!"

Wukong blinked his big black eyes.

But seeing that Meng Yiran still looked like Wukong owed him hundreds of thousands, he hummed:

"You do have some talent in this area, but..."

"In the face of absolute power, all the useful techniques are in vain..."

Wukong's few simple words made Meng Yiran completely explode. He waved his snake staff angrily and said: "You damn bastard, stinking gangster, just wait until you are crippled! And this is a fighting spirit. Even if you die, it's you." My own strength is insufficient!”

But Meng Yiran suddenly remembered something. From now on, Wukong has never used a martial soul, let alone a soul skill.

Only then did Meng Yiran begin to realize that what Wukong said before was all to stimulate him to hand over his trump card.

The guy on the opposite side didn't even use soul skills. The huge anger, grief and shyness before made Meng Yiran a little unclear, resulting in a lack of awareness of fighting.

If Wukong knew what Meng Yiran was thinking, he could only shake his head helplessly.

Those words you said were really just unintentional! This woman finally came up with a very reasonable reason. \u003c!--over--\u003e