Douluo: Xiao Yan crosses into Tang San

Chapter 74 Battle with Li Yusong

"Since Brother Xiao Yan has spoken, let me let you go!" Xiaoxue teleported to the ground, and when Dai Mubai was about to fall to the ground, she gave him a heavy whip.

"ah……"

Dai Mubai once again experienced the feeling of flying, and then hit hard on the tree trunk where he was hiding before.

Dai Mubai fell under the tree and felt that half of his life had been kicked out. His mind was full of mush, and for a while, the sky was full of stars spinning in front of his eyes.

Without Dai Mubai to worry about him, Li Yusong looked at the young man in black robe standing not far in front of him and praised: "The little guy has some strength, but I don't know how strong he is?"

"Xiao Yan, Wuhun Blue Silver Grass, a twenty-fifth level great soul master, please give me your advice."

As soon as he finished speaking, two yellow soul rings emerged from Xiao Yan's feet.

"You really need some advice so that you can learn the rules in the future." Li Yusong picked up the dragon pattern stick in his hand and quickly poked Xiao Yan's shoulder.

Xiao Yan activated his internal energy, held his hand in the air, and the Blue Silver Emperor vines condensed, and a stick quickly appeared, and he swung it out.

The two sticks collided, and Li Yusong felt that the force in Xiao Yan's hand was extremely powerful, actually a bit stronger than him, and he took five steps backward.

Xiao Yan reluctantly took a step back, and after just testing a move, he already knew that the old man's strength was really not high, so he restrained another three points of strength in his hand.

Seeing Xiao Yan actually condense the waste martial spirit of Blue Silver Grass into a blue-gold stick, even Li Yusong, who has lived for most of his life, couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise: "Blue Silver Grass can still be used in this way?

"

Holding the dragon-patterned stick in his hand tightly, Li Yusong instantly became serious and used his many years of understanding of stick techniques. He poked, chopped, swept, teased, and moved continuously, just like a dragon coming out of the sea.

All the parents present knew that soul masters at the Soul Emperor level were the strongest among the strong. Seeing that the old man was so powerful just using his martial soul without using any soul skills, they knew that the Soul Emperor was much more powerful than they imagined.

Li Yusong, who was fighting with Xiao Yan, was not as relaxed as those present saw.

At the beginning, he could still gain a firm upper hand by relying on his years of understanding of stick techniques.

But the young man named Xiao Yan across from him was simply extremely talented. In less than five moves, he went from a rookie who just picked up a stick to a veteran who has been practicing for many years.

Moreover, the stick techniques he uses are becoming more and more simple and sophisticated, and he has faintly surpassed him.

The more Li Yusong fought, the harder it became. The more he fought, the more frightened he became. He knew that if he did not use soul skills, he would not be able to subdue Xiao Yan. He used the force to take a few steps back, and the third yellow soul ring on his body suddenly flashed.

"The third soul skill, sweep away all evil spirits!"

The yellow soul ring merged into the dragon-patterned stick, and Li Yusong jumped up, slashing out a half-moon-shaped yellow energy.

Xiao Yan threw aside the stick in his hand and mobilized about ten years of internal strength. With a stroke of his left hand and a palm of his right hand, he attacked the oncoming energy, which was the "Flying Waterfall Rage" he had recently studied.

"!

He had nothing to do yesterday and had no business to take care of. When he returned home, he studied it for a long time. The power of the waterfall's fury had been greatly improved when he fought against Dai Mubai.

Although it only took ten years of effort, the power was as powerful as overwhelming the sea. With a bang, Li Yusong's soul skills were scattered, and he went straight to his face with the remaining power.

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Li Yusong felt that his breath was stagnant. Xiao Yan did not use any martial soul skills, but used this "self-created palm-type soul skill". The power was no less than his fifth soul skill. The surge of rage was unstoppable.

It's like a huge blue wave rushing toward you.

Li Yusong was shocked, one or two soul rings on his body flashed one after another, and he poked the dragon pattern stick in his hand dozens of times before he could resist the blue palm soul skill.

Looking at Xiao Yan, who was so calm and gentle and didn't put in much effort at all, Li Yusong suddenly felt that he was more than ten years older.

When did such a monster appear in the soul master world?

Fortunately, there is a third soul skill that offsets part of the power. If you were to fight that palm alone, you would have to use the fifth soul skill.

Li Yusong sighed secretly in his heart, and quickly put away his martial spirit, not daring to fight anymore. He turned his head and shouted to the father and son at the registration desk: "The registration fee will be refunded to you."

The young man's father took his own ten gold soul coins, ignored Li Yusong, and pulled his son to Xiao Yan: "Thank you Master Battle Soul for your help, otherwise it would be extremely difficult to get these ten gold soul coins back.

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Xiao Yan glanced at the young man next to the uncle and found that although he was only thirteen years old, his strength had already reached the twenty-first level of the great soul master, comparable to Wang Sheng. Xiao Chenyu did not become a first-level soul master until he was twelve years old.

The people who are masters are many times stronger.

"Uncle, your son's talent is not bad. Take him to register at the Intermediate Academy in Soto City."

The father and son thanked him again, then turned around and left.

At this time, Dai Mubai came to his senses and stood up reluctantly, holding on to the tree trunk.

In an instant, Dai Mubai took a deep breath and felt as if his waist was broken. He quickly covered his left waist with his hand: "My old waist..."

Xiaoxue couldn't help but blocked her ears, pouted and said: "It's really useless!"

Xiao Yan commented: "It seems that your control of power has become more precise."

A few months earlier, Xiaoxue would have been able to knock down a large tree that an adult could hug with a single kick. Dai Mubai could still stand up now, so he was considered lucky.

Xiaoxue chuckled: "I don't want the weight of my body to collapse the bed."

"Both of you have passed the test. Please pay the registration fee and go in." Li Yusong shouted towards Xiao Yan and Xiao Yan.

Xiao Yan waved his hand and refused: "We still have friends waiting in line. This teacher from the college should explain the registration precautions to everyone, so as to avoid the situation just now happening again."

Li Yusong stood up from behind the table helplessly and said to the people queuing up to sign up:

"Shrek is a kind of monster, an extremely weird existence even among spirit beasts. The meaning of our Shrek Academy is Monster Academy.

In other words, we only accept monsters here, not ordinary people. If you are over thirteen years old, or if your soul power has not reached level 21 or above, there is no need to waste your time here."

Returning to Xiao Yi, after listening to the old man's words, Xiao Yan felt that 99% of Shrek Academy was a liar academy, equivalent to modern Pheasant University, or even worse than Pheasant University.

Reaching Level 21 at the age of twelve, this kind of qualification can be regarded as a genius.

The first level alone is enough to wipe out most of the people. After thinking about it, there will be several more tests and then everyone can be wiped out.

In this way, a table is set up at the end of the village every year and registration fees are collected. One person is ten gold soul coins, and if one hundred people sign up, they can earn one thousand gold soul coins.

The key is that you don't have to bear the task of teaching courses. Without any effort, it is really nothing.

(End of chapter)