Wuhun: God-level selection, instant upgrade

"Hmph! Don't be complacent. Even if your soul skill is weird and can defend against lightning, what's wrong?" Jin He saw Qi Ling's fearless look and thought that his golden holy dragon armor could just make lightning ineffective, so he said.

"As a strong attacking soul master, can you catch up with my speed? My speed is so fast that even the quick attacking soul masters are inferior to me!"

Lightning gave Jin He not only powerful attack power, but also lightning speed. But coincidentally, Qi Ling also mastered this ability.

"Three Thousand Thunders: Thunder Flash!"

Just as Jin He was showing off his speed all over the field, Qi Ling's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot, and then instantly appeared in front of Jin He.

Jin He was startled by Qi Ling's sudden appearance. He tripped and fell to the ground. He said in disbelief: "How could you... How could you..."

"What's impossible? You don't think you are really fast, do you?" Qi Ling laughed, "In my eyes, you are as slow as a snail."

Qi Ling was not deliberately irritating Jin He, but because he had a fiery eye, he looked at Jin He's speed as if it was slowed down. If he wanted, Jin He couldn't even stop him.

And now, no matter how Jin He urged his lightning power and increased his speed, Qi Ling was like his own shadow, keeping a step away from him, and looked relaxed.

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This is clearly a humiliation and a mockery of himself, but Jin He has no way to do it. He has reached the maximum speed and can't speed up anymore.

The people in the audience only felt that they saw two phantoms, chasing each other on the ring, and couldn't help but sigh that the two were so strong that they seemed to be evenly matched.

But only Jin He who was fighting knew that the two were not evenly matched, and he was simply being beaten! Who on earth is this guy, how could he have such terrible strength?

Until Jin He stopped panting, Qi Ling stood in front of him and said without even taking a breath: "What's wrong? Tired again? Young man, you are not good enough. With such a small physique, how can you become a Golden Fighting Soul?"

Jin He was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He came to fight as a Golden Fighting Soul, not to run a marathon. How could he not be tired after running for so long?

"Damn it, don't be too proud. If you have the ability, come and beat me!" Jin He stood up and shouted loudly, "I don't believe you can beat me to death!"

Qi Ling and the Shrek people in the audience showed incredible expressions at this time. They almost doubted whether they had heard it wrong. This Jin He actually let Qi Ling beat him? Did he really not want to live?

"My God, there are still real warriors in this world! Such courage is unprecedented and unlikely to be seen in the future!" Oscar said in admiration.

"Maybe this Jin He is an M, and he has a crush on Boss Qi!" Ma Hongjun said obscenely, "After all, Boss Qi's looks can attract both men and women!"

"What are you talking about, you fat guy!" Xiao Wu said unhappily, "If you dare to talk nonsense again, I will teach you a lesson! Do you also want to try my eight-section throw?"

"Ah? No, no, Sister Xiao Wu, I was wrong!" Ma Hongjun begged for mercy.

And Yu Xiaogang on the side analyzed seriously at this time: "This Jin He should want to rely on his own lightning protection barrier to hurt Qi Ling."

"What? How can there be such a stupid person?" Dai Mubai said in surprise, "His own full-strength attack can't do anything to Qi Ling, what effect can his own counter-injury have?"

"That's not the case. After all, when he attacked, Qi Ling was in a full-strength defensive posture." Yu Xiaogang continued, "And if a person attacks, he will inevitably relax his defense. Jin He is betting on this point."

"Then, will Qi Ling be in danger?" Ning Rongrong couldn't help asking.

"If Jin He gets another soul ring, maybe there is still a chance. After all, his martial soul is also a top-grade martial soul." Yu Xiaogang said.

"But now... you will soon celebrate Qi Ling's first victory today."

Qi Ling was also very upset after hearing Jin He's request. Could it be that Jin He really has some special hobbies? He had never seen such a request before, asking people to beat him.

"Do you really want me to beat you? You can't bear my punch." Qi Ling said kindly to Jin He.

"Humph! Stop talking nonsense. You can bear my attack, why can't I bear your attack?" Jin He said in disbelief, "If you don't dare, then admit defeat as soon as possible!"

"Ah, no, I mean, with this punch, you may..." Qi Ling looked at Jin He with an amazing look, and had to say helplessly, "Ah, okay, okay, I will just use normal strength."

Jin He didn't care what Qi Ling said. He was now determined to use his lightning protection barrier to counterattack Qi Ling and create opportunities for himself.

"Don't be so fussy, just come on!" Jin He said, taking a horse stance, and at the same time lightning flashed around him, catalyzing his lightning barrier to the maximum extent.

"Well, get ready, I'm coming." Qi Ling said, slowly raising his right fist, "Ba Long Fist: Air Shock!"

When Jin He saw the soul power on Qi Ling gathering to his right fist little by little, he couldn't help but sweat coldly and asked subconsciously: "Can I regret it?"

"Too late!" Qi Ling said, and threw a punch. Suddenly, the air around him made a sound as if it was shattered, and a huge pressure attacked Jin He.

Qi Ling certainly knew Jin He's lightning protection barrier. As long as he touched it during the attack, he would be counterattacked by lightning and paralyzed.

In this case, as long as he didn't touch him, wouldn't it be okay?

So Qi Ling used "Ba Long Fist: Air Shock" on Jin He, directly using the vibration to attack him from a distance, without even touching him.

This move had defeated the Shrek Seven with one blow before. Even if Qi Ling withdrew his strength now, it was not something Jin He could resist.

When the Ba Long Fist is out, those who are hit will either be injured or die!

When Jin He fell backwards, his eyes looking at the roof in confusion, the last thought that came to his mind was: "What kind of perverted monster is this? Can anyone really defeat him?"

Then, Jin He lost consciousness and fell into a coma. The referee also announced Qi Ling's victory at this time.

"In the thirteenth round of the fighting spirit arena, Iron Fighting Spirit Qi Ling vs. Gold Fighting Spirit Jin He, Qi Ling won!"

As soon as this result was announced, the audience suddenly seemed to explode, because a newcomer like Qi Ling actually defeated the popular player in the big fighting spirit arena, Gold Fighting Spirit Jin He, how could this not be surprising.