Douluo Super Saiyan Legend

"Huhuhu~"

Duke Long clutched his chest and gasped for air. Fighting with Wukong seemed to take a lot of energy.

"Young man, what is your name?"

"Which sect do you come from?"

Duke Long has never seen any sect with the title of Wukong. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case.

With his strength, he can definitely make a splash on this continent, but why has he never heard of such a person?

"Looking at your age, you should be about the same age as those little guys. Why can you use such powerful power?"

Duke Long was always shocked when facing Wukong. When he looked down, there were cracks on his farm stick.

Duke Long took a breath of cold air, his own dragon sword, which was considered a mid-range weapon, was actually beaten like this by a stick.

Unless the stick was not an ordinary martial spirit, since the stick came out, Mr. Long felt that the dragon stick in his hand became heavier and heavier, as if he was afraid of something.

"Sun Wukong~" Wukong said his name leisurely.

"As for the sect..."

"Goku Senryu." Wukong responded softly, then picked up the stick and headed towards Ryugong Wheel again, since the last battle with Zamasu.

Wukong rarely uses martial arts, let alone the stick technique that he spent a long time learning.

Basically, he has always ignored the ability of the Golden Cudgel, because Goku feels that the Super Saiyan bloodline is much more fragrant than the Golden Cudgel.

"I've never heard of this sect. Could it be that it's a hidden family..."

Duke Long looked at Wukong who was approaching him quickly, raised his hand and spun the dragon staff, and the leaves and flowers scattered around him were flying in the wind.

Eight dazzling soul rings slowly appeared around Duke Long, and suddenly the sixth soul ring suddenly lit up.

"The sixth soul skill! Tornado Rain!"

Duke Long waved the dragon staff in his hand vigorously. Suddenly, he held the lower handle of the dragon staff with his left hand and slammed it on the ground.

The eyes on the dragon-headed staff emit purple light, which looks extremely bright, causing the effect of temporarily blocking the sight with light.

But this is not a big problem for Wukong. He can see clearly by blessing his breath to his eyes.

Then ripples of water elements began to appear around Duke Long, and an evil dragon like a dragon appeared around Duke Long, surrounding him.

"go!"

Duke Long shouted angrily.

He raised his crutch and pointed it directly at Wukong with the dragon's head. The evil dragon beside him also followed the trend of the dragon's head and the crutch and rushed straight towards Wukong.

It exploded a few meters in front of Wukong, forming a water formation. Waterspouts condensed by water elements continued to appear around Wukong.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Wuji quickly retreated with Dai Mubai and others who were unable to move.

This is the sixth soul skill from Contra. If you are scratched by this waterspout, you don't know how much damage you will suffer.

Then he looked at Gu Yuena and Zhu Zhuqing. Zhao Wuji originally wanted to save them, but who knew that Gu Yuena had already arrived in a safe area, holding Zhu Zhuqing in one hand and Ning Rongrong in the other.

As for Xiao Wu, she was protected by Tang San, a cheap tool man.

"Water element soul skill!" Wukong looked at the waterspouts around him, his smile gradually becoming crazier.

Because the thing he is holding in his hand has great control over and damage to the water element.

"Mr. Long, if your soul skill is used in a group fight, it will definitely be a very powerful tactical skill."

"It's a pity that you encountered a martial spirit that defeated your soul skill to death!" Wukong said, and then thrust the golden cudgel into the ground hard.

Suddenly, golden ripples emitted from the golden cudgel, and as soon as the golden ripples touched the waterspout released by Duke Long.

Just like a flame touching cold water, it goes out as soon as it touches a little.

Duke Long's waterspout was beaten to a pulp, and the sixth soul skill also disintegrated instantly.

"What! This martial spirit actually has a suppressive effect on water attribute soul skills!"

A drop of cold sweat ran down Duke Long's brow, and he clenched his teeth. You must know that among the soul skills he used, two very important soul skills were both based on the water element!

"The Sea-Dinging Needle can even control the size of the East China Sea, so what does your little waterspout mean?" Wukong smiled disdainfully.

Although the Golden Cudgel is now in its martial spirit state, the amount of water it can suppress is definitely not as much as before, but only a little.

For the golden cudgel, it is like filling a gap between teeth.

"Dinghaishenzhen!" Tang San trembled when he heard this name and looked at Sun Wukong in disbelief.

"The stick's name is Dinghai Shenzhen, and he also said it's called Ruyi Golden Cudgel..." Tang San's eyes were blank, his face full of disbelief, and he kept muttering something in a low voice.

"The name is Sun Wukong...the martial spirit is the golden cudgel..."

"Could he really be!" At this moment, Tang San's hand holding Xiao Wu was trembling non-stop.

If it was really what Tang San imagined, then Tang San knew that he had provoked an opponent that he definitely shouldn't provoke!

"Monkey King, Monkey King!"

Tang San recited the name silently in his mind, while still recalling the stories he heard from people from the Tang Sect in his previous life.

Born from a spiritual stone, he penetrated the heaven alone, suppressed him for 500 years, and gained the title of Taoism in a fight against the Buddha.

If the opponent is really the Monkey King, Monkey King, Tang San knows in his heart that even if he creates the Buddha's Angry Tang Lotus, he may not be his opponent!

Although Tang San was extremely confident in hidden weapons, at this moment he still had great respect for the concepts of gods and immortals. How could mortal things hurt gods or immortals?

"He knows that I am a time traveler. Is this the legendary piercing eye?"

Tang San whispered in a low voice, he had never told anyone that he was a time traveler.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Xiao Wu had never seen Tang San look so lost and confused.

Tang San closed his eyes and shook his head, continuing to protect Xiao Wu behind him. I didn't say anything.

Wukong stepped on the Wu Kong Technique, and used the stick in his hand to strike at Duke Long like a head!

Seeing this, Duke Long quickly sacrificed the dragon staff to resist. How could the power of the golden cudgel be resisted by the current dragon staff?

Duke Long's legs were smashed deeply into the ground. Wukong had not used any of Duke Long's soul skills from now on until the battle started.

It was entirely due to physical fitness and the stick skills that he usually practiced that he was able to consume Duke Long like this.

Breathing heavily, Duke Long raised the dragon staff and threw out a ripple. Seeing this, Wukong turned over and hid, but Duke Long seized this opportunity and quickly retreated.

Why not take advantage of this opportunity to attack?

Because Mr. Long knew that if he attacked again, he might continue to fight with this young man. Now that he is old, he is really not as good as this boy in close combat!

Just when Duke Long was about to retreat, Wukong glared hard and threw a Qigong bomb, hitting Duke Long in the back.

Long Gong has also experienced many battles, and he reacted immediately and stabilized his steps in time without retreating.

He looked at Wukong with warlike eyes, wondering why he wanted to provoke such a group of people, they were really a bunch of monsters!

Wukong made a big turn in the air, and then landed gorgeously on the ground. He sighed to Duke Long: "Old guy, I haven't found an opponent who can stand on the same level as me for a long time."

"The action you just made was not a so-called tactical retreat. You could obviously take advantage of that slight opening to attack."

"But you want to run away. Are you at your age and level still afraid of me, a soul master of more than 30 levels?" Wukong grinned and sneered, put the golden hoop on his shoulders, and gently hammered his sore body. shoulder.

"Old man!"

Snake Po also saw Wukong's condition, as well as the current condition of the dragon staff in Duke Long's hand.

Snake Woman no longer dared to look down on Wukong at this time. The young man in front of her was definitely not that simple. He might even be a figure from the same era as the two of them.

It's just that he looks a little younger.

"That kid's martial spirit is too strange. Even Yiran's martial spirit and mine were somewhat suppressed here."

"There is also the unique restraint of the martial spirit on the water attribute. It seems that this guy's offensive is not going to let us go!" Snake Woman frowned tightly and stretched out the snake staff in her hand to block Meng Yiran behind her.

"Use martial soul fusion skills!"\u003c!--over--\u003e