Fengming Douluo

Mu Yunteng fell to the ground, struggling to get up, but now she seemed to fall apart, she didn't have any extra strength to support her to get up.

She pressed her chest tightly with one hand, and put her hand on the ground, feeling her chest bursting open.

"How is it possible? Your spirit power is limited by Tian Tian's Martial Soul, why is it still so strong?"

Mu Yunteng couldn't believe it. The other party's spirit power could not be used for the time being, why could he still defeat her?

Ma Hongjun glanced at her slantingly, and said lightly, "Nothing is impossible, you are not so good, I haven't started yet, you can't stand it anymore?"

"you."

Mu Yunteng's pretty eyebrows were erect, and he lowered his head to look at his chest, which was high on one side and low on the other, with extremely asymmetrical sides on both sides. Is this also called the beginning?

"Next person."

Ma Hongjun stopped looking at her and hooked his finger in the direction of the Institute of Botany outside the game field.

"Happy, this kind of woman should be well repaired."

Outside the game, Dai Mubai punched Tang San's chest fiercely, feeling the sigh of breath in his heart suddenly becoming more comfortable.

The other male students of Shrek immediately followed suit. Oscar punched Dai Mubai's chest with one punch, Mo Ziyuan and Liu Qingxuan punched Tailong's chest with one punch, and Tang Chen and Jingling beat Huang. Yuan punched, and Tyrone and Huang Yuan punched each other.

It's just that compared to the indulgence of the male Shrek students, the female soul masters outside the game almost subconsciously blocked their hands on their chests.

Soon, the third team member sent by the Institute of Botany appeared. She looked about the same age as Mu Yunteng. She had a devilish hot figure, exquisite facial features, and white and delicate skin. Along the way, she really attracted a lot of people. The gaze of the male soul master outside.

"Han Shutong, Martial Soul jumped into the bread tree, the forty second-level attacking war soul sect, please enlighten me."

Ma Hongjun and Han Shutong greeted each other. As Ledison announced the start of the competition, the female student from the Institute of Botany, unambiguous, stepped back in an instant and quickly distanced herself from Ma Hongjun.

She had already seen that the other party deserved to be a soul master with a top-notch fire Phoenix Martial Soul. Even if the soul power was temporarily limited, the strength of the physical body alone would not be something she could bear.

"Hey, you are a power attack type spirit master, if you don't collide with me face to face, what are you running?"

Ma Hongjun was stunned for a moment, but his reaction was not slow. The Movement Technique ghost shadow unfolded, his figure flashed, and he quickly chased back Han Shutong.

"Huh, you think I'm stupid? Take it, Ma Hongjun, I want to avenge Tian Tian and Yun Teng."

Han Shutong sneered, bending her knees abruptly as she spoke, and jumped up instantly.

She is like a dancing green butterfly, standing volley in the air, at the same time, the fourth spirit ring that surrounds her body instantly glows with a dreamy purple light.

"Fourth Soul Ability, Bread Charge."

Han Shutong's hands were lightly raised, and he came up with the strongest spirit ability. Each of them was the size of an adult's palm, round and plump, crystal-clear and tender loaves, gleaming with dazzling light, densely appeared from her side, with a bang, towards Ma Hongjun banged.

"I go."

Ma Hongjun was stunned, looking at the sleek loaves that blasted one by one, his expression was astonished.

Although he had some guesses when he heard that Han Shutong's Martial Soul was jumping into a bread tree, when he really saw it, he was still unavoidably stunned. There really are all Martial Souls.

With the help of Martial Soul's ability to leap into the bread tree, Han Shutong looked down on Ma Hongjun who was submerged by big breads, and couldn't help but sneered, "Ma Hongjun, how does my old lady's big bread taste? I advise you to give in as soon as possible, without spirit power. No matter how wonderful your Movement Technique is, you can't escape the rain of bread from my old lady."

boom!

The round and plump loaf, like an unusually huge hail, fell like meteors, and completely submerged Ma Hongjun in the rumbling sound.

"Really? Who says I can't hide."

In the bread rain, Ma Hongjun sneered, his figure resembling a ghost, or jumped, or flipped in the air, every time he would just avoid the big bread that was coming.

At the same time, his figure was also evading, constantly approaching Han Shutong.

"Hmph, I advise you to give up early. You are not surprised that Tian Tian clearly did not activate the spirit ability. Why did your spirit power disappear? The old lady is not afraid to tell you that it is Tian Tian Martial Soul's own ability. Ma Hongjun , Feng Shui takes turns, now, I will avenge Tian Tian and Yun Teng, big bread, burst."

Han Shutong sneered, saying that his spirit locked in Ma Hongjun, and suddenly detonated the big bread that crashed down.

In the bang, the light of the big bread exploded, instantly enraged, and the dazzling white light completely submerged Ma Hongjun.

"Brother Jun."

"..."

Outside the competition arena, looking at Ma Hongjun who was submerged by the explosion of bread, the Shrek Academy area instantly exploded. Xiao Wu, Tang Chen, Oscar, Mo Ziyuan and others, if not for Tang San, Shui Binger, and Dai Mu Several people in Bai stopped in time, I am afraid that they have already rushed into the field at this time.

"Little San, what are you doing? Let go of me quickly."

"Sister Bingbing, Brother Jun is in trouble, are you indifferent?"

"Boss Dai, let me go, Brother Jun needs us now."

"..."

Flander coughed slightly and said calmly, "What are you panicking? No matter how weird the ability of Mimosa Martial Soul is, it also has a time limit. How long has it been?"

Shui Bing'er nodded and said calmly, "The dean is right, and don’t forget, Montaigne’s spirit power level, but Hongjun’s two spirit rings are completely different, and her Martial Soul ability is even long-lasting. Some, after two consecutive games, it's time to pass."

Tang San nodded likewise, and said, "Yes, it's too far away, and it's a dazzling white light. You may not see clearly, but Mubai and Bingbing and I can see clearly. At the moment of the explosion, the senior was on his body. There is a dazzling golden red fire. What does this mean, I think everyone should understand?"

Dai Mubai smiled slightly and said, "So don't worry, this member of the Botany College will be slapped in the face by Xiaojun soon."

Qin Ming and Liu Erlong smiled softly, and nodded softly at the people who looked surprised but calmed down.

Everyone, you say, I say, but the game is changing rapidly, without waiting for Oscar, Mo Ziyuan and others to say anything, the brilliant and dazzling red gold light instantly overshadowed the dazzling white light, like a huge red gold The aperture suddenly spread out in the white light of the explosion.

boom!

The red gold flames were bright and dazzling, like a huge divine rainbow, the powerful rebounding force instantly exploded, with a boom, the dazzling white light suddenly flew in all directions.

And this is the third spirit ability that changed after Ma Hongjun's Martial Soul completely refined Nirvana, Phoenix Ring of Fire.

"Ah, no, puff!"

Han Shutong couldn't believe it, but she was in the air at this moment, facing the white light from Ma Hongjun's rebound attack, she had nowhere to hide. With a bang, the exploding bread hit her instantly.

Although Ma Hongjun’s third spirit ability is very similar to Huo Wu’s Ring of Fire Resistance, it is actually quite different. It is not just about bounce the enemy away, but is very similar to Shui Binger’s fourth spirit ability, Ice Phoenix Blessing, not only Can bounce the opponent, but also part of the opponent's attack, bounce back to the original path.

"Impossible, this is impossible, how can your spirit power come back so soon?"

Han Shutong instantly felt a sweet throat, and a trace of red blood flowed down her delicate lips. Although she barely managed to stabilize her figure and fell to the ground, the clothes on her chest were directly blown up by her big bread. NS.

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