Lu Ze seemed to be frightened when facing Davis' attack, and there was no sign of summoning the martial soul, which made the two people watching the game confused.

But Lu Ze just raised his hand gently and grabbed Davis' arm that used the amplification soul skill twice. It was easy to grab a raised straw, "It's too slow."

Davis felt like his wrist was clamped by iron clamps. He couldn't break free with his strength, and his face turned red due to congestion.

Lu Ze's hand was still motionless, and Davis's mouth was spitting out white light. The century-old soul skill, White Tiger's Fiery Light Wave, was used with all his strength by his soul sect, and it was almost as powerful as the thousand-year-old soul skill.

Davis believed that Lu Ze would definitely avoid it, so he could take the opportunity to distance himself and use his newly acquired fourth soul skill.

However, a scene that shocked the people present appeared. Lu Ze just waved his hand, and even his martial soul was not summoned. A golden lightning circled in the palm of his hand, and the white tiger's fierce light wave was easily wiped out.

The old man stood not far outside the field, and his heart was shocked at this moment, and he was a little confused. Even if he could not use martial souls to resist the soul, after all, humans are just physical mortals.

But now this scene really happened, and he couldn't help but think: "Is it possible that it was a rejuvenated Douluo, but I haven't heard of a breakthrough in Douluo, and can you become so young? You're not yet grown up.

And I didn’t feel the power of the titled Douluo.”

The old man slandered his heart and did not show his face. He clasped his fists and said, "But who is the crown prince in front of him?"

Lu Ze was stunned. Mian was the honorable title of Douluo. How could he think so?

However, he had no intention of pretending to be a tiger's power, and his lies would be exposed sooner or later. Moreover, Lu Ze did not expect to meet them this time, and he did not change his appearance. With his ability, he would be recognized sooner or later.

Lu Ze kicked Davis unconscious, causing the old man to twitch the corners of his eyes, but he still had a smile on his face. After all, they were not in the capital of Xingluo Empire, and they must be humble in the face of the titled Douluo.

"no."

"...Mr. Don't joke with us."

"I'm not really."

The old man clenched his fists and fully vented his soul power at level 83: "Then go and die for me!"

He took the sixth soul skill with his move, and the White Tiger destroyed and killed! It is invincible and nothing can be killed.

When Lu Ze faced the old guy's sneak attack, his face was no longer calm. Is this a white tiger or a black fox, and he actually attacked a junior.

The old man was also extremely angry and must leave this little devil who embarrassed him.

Lu Ze turned into a one-horned immortal, and the black carapace was full of defense. The attack destroyed by the white tiger was pushed forward on the ground, leaving five meters of traces, and there was a cross-slash mark on the carapace.

"The true body of martial soul!"

The old man saw Lu Ze summoning the martial soul, which was a green weapon and martial soul. He didn't recognize it, so he regarded the soul beast that Lu Ze turned into as the true body of the martial soul that only the soul saint could possess.

The old man's attack was not diminished, and his heart was shocked, "This kid is definitely not a titled Douluo, otherwise it would be impossible for me to take over my sixth soul skill, but now he has a true martial soul body. Is he a soul saint? But he looks like he is only in his teens!"

Thinking of this, his murderous intent surged. Such a genius, since he had formed a grudge, it would be best to eradicate the roots in time.

"roar!"

The old man also used the true body of the martial soul. No matter what soul ring the soul ring each soul master obtained, the soul skill he obtained in the end must be the true body of the martial soul, which can greatly increase all aspects of abilities, but the consumption is huge. Even Conra cannot be used as an ordinary move.

Once used, it means he has to take action seriously.

"The White Tiger Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Breaking Thousands of Brea

The old man has used the eighth soul skill, and this move comes with the ability to crush the opponent, which can definitely kill the opponent's vitality.

Lu Ze turned into an Asura unicorn immortal, with deep eyes, as if the light was attracted and unwilling to leave. He liked him the most. His muscles were mobilized throughout his body, and heat was steamed out of the exhaust hole.

"Asura's style • A serious punch!"

An ordinary fist, which collided with the terrifying white tiger, was first calm caused by a brief balance, and then erupted towards one side like a volcano.

Accompanied by the crisp sound of bone cracks, the huge white tiger's body was broken up, and the old man's face was still filled with disbelief. Blood stained half of his body, and with a bang, it hit the ground and bounced.

So cruel and terrifying!

Lu Ze exhaled, shook his sore arms, and his expression was not visible on his fierce face, but his heart was filled with joy. This Conra is so arrogant that he dared to fight me head-on, and he was defeated without any wickedness.

"Grandpa Three!"

Zhu Zhuyun didn't care about taking care of Davis, so she ran to the old man, and was disgraced. She couldn't believe that Conra was defeated so miserably.

As a Douluo, the old man had a strong vitality, and he knew he was careless, but who could have thought that Lu Ze was so powerful? He now doubted whether a certain titled Douluo was playing with him.

But no matter whether it is, he must have the attitude of a loser, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, as if he was about to be: no.

Lu Ze curled his lips. He didn't believe that Conra would be killed by his own move. This old man had just broken more than a dozen bones.

"Okay, don't pretend. Since I won, can I take the lottery?"

The old man wanted to say no, but after looking at Lu Ze's fist, he still fell silent.

Davis, who was unconscious, finally woke up. When he saw Lu Ze stretching out his claws to his fiancée, he shouted angrily: "No!"

Lu Ze ignored him and patted Zhu Zhuyun on the little head, "How old are you?"

Zhu Zhuyun felt that as long as she pressed the claws on her head, she would immediately die. She grew up under the care of her at home and almost cried. She couldn't hide her crying when she answered: "Nineteen years old."

Lu Ze touched his chin, pretended to be hesitant, and whispered: "No, I'm too old."

These words made the three of them happy and felt new hope. Although Zhu Zhuyun was unhappy to Lu Ze that she was too old, what could she do as a weak woman? Of course, she was forgiven.

The old man stopped coughing up blood and sat up and said, "Since you don't like it, we can use other financial resources instead, so that you will never suffer any losses."

The same is true for Davis. He already knew Lu Ze's strength and just wanted to send him away quickly.

Lu Ze pondered for a moment, shook his head in the regretful eyes of the three of them, "This is not possible. I lack a maid who serves tea and water. I don't know the kind of gold coins."

Davis's eyes flashed, "We can buy all the slaves of the age for you in the imperial capital and let you choose."

There are still slaves in Douluo Continent, especially some little girls with mutated martial souls, which are very popular among nobles.

Lu Ze glanced at Davis, "I didn't expect you to be so lucky, you can't do it."

He seemed to think of something and asked Zhu Zhuyun: "Do you have any sisters or something in your family?"

Lu Ze finally found out his goal, and this was his purpose.

Zhu Zhuyun thought of her sister and subconsciously wanted to shake her head, but in the blink of an eye, she thought of her own situation and nodded.

She comforted herself that her sister's original fate was also ushering in death in the battle with Weis. It would be better to follow this priest and be a maid to at least save her life.
Chapter completed!