Douluo: I just want to be the sword god in peace

Chapter 85 The second game of the round robin, an “unfavorable” individual game

Today is the start of the second game of the round-robin tournament and Shrek's third game.

Their opponents have long been determined!

A team from the Dou Ling Empire called Qian Ling Advanced Soul Master Academy!

And this scene may be the beginning of their bitter battle with Shrek!

Because, among the Qianling Academy team they faced today, there was a Soul King!

However, no matter how panicked they were, everyone still had a faint calm expression on their faces. Especially Ji Wuchang and Huo Yuhao. Since their status as masters has not yet been known to the public, they have to keep pretending if they can!

The emperor of the Star Luo Empire once again appeared on the city wall. Since he already knew Ji Wuchang's "real" cultivation, he speculated that Huo Yuhao should also have acted.

As for how it was performed and why it looked so similar, it is unknown.

"Both sides enter the waiting area, and the captains of both sides come to the stage to draw lots!"

The referee's voice sounded in the field. Beibei and Wang Yan looked at each other, then looked at Xu Sanshi, and strode directly onto the stage.

A slender man also emerged from the Qianling Academy team. He had a stern look and a good temperament. If he had been in his previous life, he would have been an eye-catching "tyrannical president".

The lottery has begun!

"Shrek Academy vs. Thousand Spirits Academy, a personal battle!"

The referee loudly announced the result of the draw!

Hearing this, Wang Yan's expression tightened, and the expressions of Huo Yuhao and others also changed slightly. Beibei walked off the stage without saying anything. However, it could be seen from his clenched fists that he was not very calm in his heart.

"Hey, Teacher Wang Yan, believe me, Wu Chang is very strong! It will definitely open your eyes!"

Wang Yan just wanted Jiang Nannan to come on stage, but was interrupted by Ji Wuchang.

Now that Ji Wuchang is the first to play, his original intention of fighting has changed.

"Senior Xu Sanshi, why are you so sure?"

Wang Yan shook his head without hesitation.

Xu Sanshi smiled sinisterly in the rest area, with no sign of nervousness at all.

Cold sweat broke out on Yang Ming's forehead. Looking at Ji Wuchang opposite, his palms were filled with sweat.

Jiang Nannan was making trouble at the side.

Xu Sanshi winked and said.

Wang Yan's expression suddenly changed. He even wanted to reach out and pull Ji Wuchang down, but he was stopped by Beibei and Xu Sanshi on the side: "You guys."

"The game begins!"

His leading teacher said to him in the audience.

"People in the audience are not allowed to interfere in the competition with words! Qianling Academy gives you a warning!"

"What's going on?!"

Ahem, I'm bragging too much. What I should say is that I don't want others to find out that I have released my martial spirit!

After becoming a Soul Master, Ji Wuchang's first soul skill can be released even without a martial soul.

A layer of lime-grey color surged out from inside his body, and finally condensed on his arm, turning into a shield.

"I?"

Putting aside the difference in cultivation level, Ji Wuchang, a young boy who looked about eleven years old, kicked Yang Ming, a big guy who was more than two meters tall and as strong as an ox, like a chicken.

The competition arena has already left many people speechless.

The referee also quickly released his martial soul, two yellow, three purple and two black, a total of seven soul rings appeared next to him. He immediately stood between Ji Wuchang and the teacher who was leading the team, his vigilant eyes not looking.

Instead of looking at the leading teacher, he looked at Ji Wuchang.

Wang Yan was silent for a long time, because Ji Wuchang had already gotten involved in the arena, and even if he had any objections, there was nothing he could do.

And now, they have a new goal!

Wang Yan rolled up his sleeves and returned to his seat.

The referee raised his right hand and quickly announced the winner of the game.

That's it now!

Originally, they planned to do their best and beat as many people as they could without damaging their roots. After all, their opponent was Shrek! If it weren't for the fact that everyone else who came to the game with them would be Soul Sects.

At the same level, he would not send human shields on the field at all! So, from the very beginning, the four human shields in their team were all used for consumption!

"Yang Ming, delay as long as you can! If you can't hold on, give in quickly!"

However, what shocked them even more was what came next!

The team member named Yang Ming, when Ji Wuchang came to his side, seemed to have not seen him at all. He still stood upright on the spot, keeping the shield in front of him. Those with sharp eyes can notice that at this time

Yang Ming's eyes had almost no luster, and he looked like a doll.

Ji Wuchang!

He just stood there, without speaking or moving, but he put great pressure on his opponent.

Xiao Xiao looked at Xu Sanshi who was smiling sinisterly and couldn't help but ask.

"If you dare to lie to me, I will turn you into a roasted turtle!"

"Go away! Don't call me Nannan! Be careful with my scissors!"

Facing Yang Ming's butt, Ji Wuchang kicked him directly and sent him off the ring without hesitation.

After all, this is a "Soul Saint"! No matter how incredible Ji Wuchang is, at least what he has shown now is that he is the Soul Saint!

And Yang Ming himself is just a soul sect! A defensive soul sect who is too fleshy to die for!

Of course, this is only as good as against opponents of the same level.

We can't let Ji Wuchang wear seven in one!

Beibei's face still retained the elegant smile and temperament, but only Xu Sanshi heard his threat:

"Ahem, Beibei, you can't do this! I heard what Sister Xiaotao said! Even if something goes wrong, you have to go find Sister Xiaotao!"

"Believe me!"

The referee immediately stopped the leading teacher from Qianling Academy. He was so angry that he could only worry in the audience.

"Both sides send the first member to the field!"

Xu Sanshi shrugged helplessly and walked back.

Are you drifting off? Or do you have a lot of confidence? Or do you have no fighting experience in the first place?

Anyway, whether it is Wang Yan or others, Qianling Academy or the others, or the audience, they all have stunned expressions.

Therefore, it seems that Ji Wuchang just walked towards Yang Ming in an ordinary way, but in fact he had already released his first soul skill - Sword Bone Spirit Transformation - towards Yang Ming.

"Individual knockout, the first game, Shrek Academy wins!"

"Because even you, the unbeatable bastard, Wuchang, can be hung up and beaten!"

"If something goes wrong, I'll ask you two!"

The leading teacher from Qianling Academy rushed into the competition venue and pulled up Yang Ming, who had fallen from the five-meter-high competition ring. After seeing that Yang Ming was still in the same state, no matter how he shouted, it had no effect.

After Yang Ming, the leading teacher of Qianling Empire immediately raised his objection to the referee.

"Oh, I didn't do anything. I just wanted to prove it to myself~"

Time passed slowly with Ji Wuchang's footsteps. Everyone stood silently with bated breath, following Ji Wuchang with their eyes, and came to Yang Ming.

(Because there are no other characters in the original article, I can't just create characters casually. Firstly, it's tiring, but it's not suitable. So I can only let the four human shields that are obviously not suitable for individual battles be put on the field. Please, everyone.

Thank you for your understanding)

Off the field, the leading teacher of Qianling College broke into a cold sweat for Yang Ming. His expression was a little sluggish and his eyes were red. It looked like he had stayed up late last night. No matter how late he stayed up last night, he couldn't.

To think that Shrek actually sent Ji Wuchang, the "strongest", to play from the beginning!

Are you planning to start a game with one through seven???

He didn't know! He could only hope that Yang Ming could consume more of Ji Wuchang's soul power.

Anyone with sharp eyes can see that his soul ring is trembling unconsciously.

Their "private" communication was not noticed because everyone's eyes were focused on that one person.

Moreover, whether Ji Wuchang, the "soul saint", is real or fake, you can only know if you try it!

"Both sides release their martial spirits!"

The leading teacher of the Qianling Empire released his own soul ring while Ji Wuchang was speaking. Six soul rings, three yellow, two purple and one black, instantly appeared next to the leading teacher. However, he did not release his martial soul for the purpose.

What to do to Ji Wuchang, one is because this is the continent's elite soul master academy competition! The other two are...

Looking at the terrifying figure with seven red soul rings flashing, does he really dare to resist?

The reason why he released his martial spirit was just to resist the pressure brought by Ji Wuchang!

"Stop! What do you want to do?!"

Although he had already heard Wang Yan talk about it when preparing for the battle, Ji Wuchang still had the urge to laugh.

This seemingly funny scene shocked countless people.

This draw is simply a bad draw for Shrek!

The opponent has a soul king!

In a one-on-one situation, you can crush Shrek!

"Believe in Ji Wuchang!"

Ji Wuchang grinned, did not listen to Wang Yan's refusal, and walked towards the ring.

Well, shield.

Xu Sanshi's face bloomed with a smile, but the flower withered after that.

A powerful aura broke out instantly, Ji Wuchang's eyes turned a little red, and seven crimson soul rings quietly appeared behind him. He stared at the playful leading teacher, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Nannan, there's no need to dismantle me~"

If not handled properly

"River"

Ji Wuchang walked briskly towards Yang Ming slowly. During this process, he did not even release his martial spirit.

"No! You can be said to be our trump card. If you take the stage now, our subsequent games will be even more difficult!"

Close! Close!

Off the field, the leader of Qianling Academy had cold sweat on his palms.

Noticing the angry look of the leading teacher, Ji Wuchang showed an evil smile on his face. At this time, he had already arrived behind Yang Ming without any trouble:

"Hey, pick it up!"

From Qianling Academy, a tall man stepped onto the competition stage. It is worth mentioning that there were three muscular men like him in the rest area opposite.

But the most dangerous opponent on the opposite side is not them! The cold man opposite is their biggest enemy today!

Moreover, it consumes almost no soul power.

The referee raised his right hand. Yang Ming released his martial spirit almost instantly!

Beibei sighed.

Looking at Yang Ming on the stage, the leading teacher of Qianling Academy was a little anxious:

"Yang Ming! What are you doing?"

When Ji Wuchang reaches a certain position, he has reached Yang Ming's attack range, and it is also his best attack time. At this distance, even if you are a soul saint, as long as you are not a soul who specializes in body or spirit,

Holy, it is difficult to react very quickly when faced with a sudden attack.

"I have objections! They are cheating!"

"Especially beating them! It's just like beating a bastard!"

"Teacher Wang Yan, let me go!"

Beibei ignored Xu Sanshi and walked back to his desk to sit down.

"Ahem, it's nothing. That kid Wu Chang is very powerful, especially"

I really don’t know why Ji Wuchang is like this?

Looking at Ji Wuchang, he seemed to be seeing not a contestant, but a peerless demon.

In other words, he has no intention of releasing his martial spirit today!

"Buzz!"

With the referee's order, the game officially started.

"Hehe, just watch, we will definitely win!"

"Oh? Deceit? You're talking about."

Ji Wuchang shrugged helplessly, and the aura on his body disappeared instantly, and he returned to his original appearance of the harmless young lady, as if the person who released the seven hundred thousand year soul rings was not him.

"Crack!"

Ji Wuchang suddenly snapped his fingers, and Yang Mingwu, who was holding the shield in his hand, quietly relaxed. The shield also disappeared, and the whole person became the same as before, except that he passed out.

"Then... next one!"

(End of chapter)