Chapter 94 Fighting Tang San Again

The huge golden dragon silhouette appeared behind, Lu Yuan's cheeks on both sides crawled with diamond-shaped scales, a yellow and a purple soul ring shone dazzlingly under his body, a huge dragon might pervade.

Today's golden dragon martial spirit after the Golden Dragon bloodline of Lu Yuan awakened, the dragon might is even stronger, and with Lu Yuan's current level 28 soul power, this oppressive force is more than several times stronger than three years ago.

Under this pressure, the master's figure trembled a little.

The master's martial spirit, Luo San Pao, is a martial spirit formed after the failed mutation of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon towards the Golden Saint Dragon, and although it grew up to look like a pig, it is a martial spirit with a dragon bloodline.

And dragon martial spirit, there is almost none that would not be suppressed by the golden dragon.

Not to mention the master's martial spirit Luo San Pao is just a failure, even if it has completed its evolution and become a golden saint dragon, but in front of Lu Yuan's golden dragon, still can only prostrate, Dragon martial spirit comparable to the golden dragon, in addition to the Dragon God and the Golden and Silver Dragon King on the Douluo Continent, it is the silver dragon.

The golden dragon is the descendant of the golden dragon king, then the silver dragon is naturally the descendant of the silver dragon king's bloodline.

Of course, this bloodline descendant does not mean that the Silver Dragon is born out of the Silver Dragon King, but the bloodline descendant created with the Silver Dragon King bloodline, according to the plot, the Silver Dragon should still be a handful.

Ahem!

Far from it.

So under Lu Yuan's might, the master and the Luo San Pao in the master's body were shivering, and the intense dragon might cause the master's legs and limbs a little weak.

" Xiao Yuan, are you truly level 28?" The master held on to the chair to be able to barely support his physique, with the same dragon martial spirit, the golden dragon martial spirit plus the bloodline suppression was just too big.

Lu Yuan nodded and said, "Three years of experience, only level twenty-eight, the upgrade is still a bit slow."

The tone of his voice lamented and seemed to carry a hint of regret.

The corners of the master's mouth twitched, he finally knew what it meant to be pretentious, but this feeling of someone acting pretentious in front of you is especially unpleasant.

Just now he said Tang San has broken through level 21, wants to put on a show in front of Lu Yuan, after all, Lu Yuan did not worship him as a teacher, missing the Golden Dragon Martial Spirit Masters will make his heart a little upset.

The result is that Lu Yuan gave him a big counterattack in the blink of an eye, not only has broken through the Grand Spirit Master, but also level 28 Grand Spirit Master, and even the second soul ring is still a thousand years old.

This is how else can he compare now, take Tang San's blue silver grass that has pitiful two yellow soul rings then?

Or take the twin martial spirit, then?

The twin martial spirit is rare, but the golden dragon is also a fabled martial spirit, incredibly powerful, if Tang San didn't also have a Clear Sky Hammer, based on a blue silver grass alone, the qualification to pick up the shoes of the golden dragon is not enough.

"Golden Dragon really deserves to be a legendary martial spirit!" The master sighed and looked a bit dejected.

Originally accepted Tang San, a twin martial spirit master as a disciple, the master's heart has some secret joy, but now after seeing Lu Yuan's soul ring ratios and level, the master instantly felt, Tang San does not seem to be so fragrant.

Although Tang San is a twin martial spirit master, even if he grows up, can he really beat a freak with a golden dragon martial spirit and transcend optimal soul ring allotment?

The master feels that a question mark has to be put.

" Hehe!" Hearing the master's exclamation, Lu Yuan smiled lightly.

Speaking of the original master, this person really has a protagonist template, it can be said that in addition to the strength, really took all the advantages.

The sea god is his disciple, Shrek seven monsters are taught by him, the martial soul hall female pope Rakshasa god is his sweetheart, and a sister who has always been in love with him, no matter who wins and who loses in the end, the master has earned a steady profit.

In addition to the poor strength, a little shabby-looking face, there are really no flaws.

But this life, the master is not so lucky.

Because he Lu Yuan is here.

The master is still meek and his pig martial spirit for the rest of his life, Bibi Dong, and he is not destined.

And with him in, the Martial Soul Hall is destined to unify the continent, even if Tang San is the child of the realm and what can he do, still have to prostrate at his feet.

As long as he has the strength to transcend the realm, then even if Tang San is the child of the realm, so what, it is the same as suicide.

He does not care about others, but Qian Renxue, Hu Liena, Bibi Dong absolutely nothing should happen, who dares to make a move on them, he will kill them.

Retracting the martial spirit, the Golden Dragon's mighty force began to dissipate.

As soon as the master settled easily on a chair, his forehead is covered with cold sweat.

The master can feel the fluctuation of soul power revealed by Lu Yuan, Lu Yuan's soul power has indeed reached level 28, and that oppression is stronger than the ordinary spirit elder, really deserves to be the top class of the beast martial spirit, golden dragon martial spirit, really powerful.

The master looked at the radiant Lu Yuan, sighing in his heart, such a good talent, how come he did not worship him as a teacher?

If I have him, my theory in the future can certainly be famous in the continent, there will be no longer someone looks down on me Yu Xiaogang, just a pity, still miss it, alas!

The master's mind turned rapidly.

Just then, there is a sound of footsteps from outside.

Lu Yuan glanced outside, it is a boy about 1.5 meters, ordinary general appearance, it is obvious, it is Tang San.

Tang San's appearance is not much changed, is certainly not handsome, and compared to Lu Yuan there is a world difference, the handsomeness of Lu Yuan is already beyond virtually all the men of the entire Douluo Continent with more than a street gap, or how would Qian Renxue and Hu Liena both fall in love with him?

At least Lu Yuan feels that way about himself.

"Teacher!" Tang San bowed to the master, then turned to Lu Yuan with a somewhat puzzled expression, "You are?"

Three years ago there was some contact, but three years without seeing, and Lu Yuan has changed a lot, Tang San did not recognize it for a while.

"He is Lu Yuan!" The master said.

"Lu Yuan?" Tang San took a closer look and said, "Lu Yuan, you've changed so much!"

Lu Yuan's height is close to 1.7 meters, almost a head taller than Tang San, so it's no wonder Tang San couldn't recognize him.

" Xiao San, long time no see!" Lu Yuan smiled.

"Long time no see!" Tang San also had a smile on his face, three years ago he and Lu Yuan had a good relationship.

But what he didn't know is that the current Lu Yuan is not the Lu Yuan of three years ago at Notting Academy.

After chatting again, Tang San suddenly said, " Xiao Yuan, we haven't seen each other for three years, how about we have a sparring match?" Three years ago was defeated by Lu Yuan, Tang San has been working hard to cultivate, just want to recapture the stage, the result is that Lu Yuan disappeared.

Three years later, Lu Yuan came back, and Tang San also wanted to defeat Lu Yuan and prove his strength.

" Xiao San ..." The master wanted to stop, after all, he already knew that Lu Yuan's soul power had reached as high as level 28, still one yellow and one purple soul ring ratio, plus the Golden Dragon martial spirit is originally very powerful, it is almost impossible for Xiao San to win.

"Good!" The master has not finished his words, Lu Yuan interrupted him, since Tang San sent himself to the door, then he does not mind, once again punching the sandbag.