Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 101 The noisy scene

"Uncle Jian, how strong do you think this weekend is?" Ning Fengzhi said curiously.

At this time, apart from the three major seed teams, there is only the Purple Star Academy team, a team that even the captain has not taken action against.

Everyone is very curious about the strength of this team.

You must know that the presence of core personnel in a team has a huge impact on the overall combat effectiveness.

It has the same impact on the team's combat effectiveness as before Lin Ze appeared.

Now that he has to leave that weekend, I don't know how much impact he can have on this team.

"To be able to become a captain, his strength will definitely not be lower than that of his team members. He should be a soul king, but I don't know whether he is of the attack type or the control type." Sword Douluo frowned and said.

If it weren't for the twin martial spirits, this person's talent would be even more terrifying than Tang San's.

On the other side, Huo Wu, Shui Bing'er, and Feng Xiaotian also focused their attention on Zhou Zhou. From the game to now, he has never made a move, but he is the captain of the team.

There was a hint of solemnity in their eyes, as well as a hint of curiosity.

On the high platform in the center, Pope Bibi Dong also set his sights on Weekend. She also wanted to know, what kind of strength is Weekend?

Weekend took the lead and Wang Hao and others lined up behind him. They stood on the ring and looked at the opposite side indifferently.

On the other side of the playing field, there are seven people from the Star Luo Royal Team. The person at the front has long golden hair hanging behind him, and his face is somewhat similar to Dai Mubai.

This person was none other than Davis, and behind him was a tall woman, with a slim and graceful body that was particularly rounded against the backdrop of the leather jacket.

Her face is also somewhat similar to Zhu Zhuqing, it is Zhu Zhuyun.

Davis looked at the weekend with solemn eyes. He saw an unknown captain, three soul sects with high soul power levels, and a soul king.

The opponent's soul power level is much higher than our own, so this battle will probably be very difficult.

Compared to the solemn atmosphere here in Davis, the weekend here seemed very calm, even a little lazy.

This made Davis frown. Was he looking down on them? He snorted in his heart.

At this time, the referee came to the playing field, looked at both sides, and said.

"Prepare for the competition, release the martial spirit. The rules of the competition are as follows, the loser will be eliminated, and the winner will advance to the next round."

As soon as he finished speaking, rays of light lit up one after another on Davis' side, and soul rings of different colors appeared on their bodies.

However, their faces suddenly became gloomy and they stared at the opposite side because they had done nothing during the weekend.

The referee frowned, looked at Weekend and said, "Weekend, why don't you release your martial arts? Once the preparation time is over, I won't wait for you."

Weekend smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, the referee can just continue."

The voices of the two talking were not suppressed, so the whole stadium could be heard clearly, which caused some noise.

"Hmph, that captain is so arrogant, the opponent is a seed team." Ma Hongjun said with a cold snort.

Dai Mubai and Zhu Zhuqing next to them stared in the direction of the Star Luo Royal Academy team with heavy expressions.

"They dared to do this, they must have something to rely on, but what did they rely on?" Tang San said with a frown.

"You'll know after you read it!" The master shook his head beside him. He didn't like the weekend's style. He was so arrogant in the finals.

"Arrogant!" the leading teacher of Xingluo Royal Academy roared and hit the stone pillar hard.

"Calm down, watch the game with peace of mind, and trust the prince!" an old man next to him said calmly.

Other places are also very noisy, all because of what he said on weekends.

The referee stared at the weekend twice, then turned his head, recalling the information he had received from the neighborhood committee of the competition just before the start of the competition.

I also have some understanding in my heart why the other party is so arrogant!

Suppressing the thoughts in his heart, the referee continued his work and introduced the opening.

"I believe you have seen the lineup of the Star Luo Royal Academy team. It is indeed a seed team. There are a total of six Soul Masters at the Soul Sect level."

"Captain Davis, his soul power level has reached level 49, his martial soul is Baihu, and he is a battle soul master. And his teammate, Zhu Zhuyun, Wuhun Nether Lingmao, you are already a level 47 agility attack type battle soul master.

…….”

After introducing the Star Luo Royal Team, the referee turned his attention to the Purple Star Academy Team.

The scene also became quiet, and everyone wanted to know the strength of the weekend!

"On the other hand, the Purple Star Academy team has five players with cultivation levels above level 40. In this regard, it seems that they are lagging behind the Star Luo Royal Academy team."

The referee paused slightly when he said this, looked at weekend and Lin Ze and said.

"However, none of these five people has a soul power level lower than level 45. Among them, Lin Ze's soul power level has reached level 51. Wuhun is the auxiliary soul master of Zhanqi..."

"Assistant!" An exclamation sounded, it was Tang San and Dai Mubai, and their faces became extremely ugly and gloomy.

The person who easily defeated them turned out to be an assistant? This made them feel humiliated. This feeling was even worse than when they lost.

The people around did not pay attention to Shrek Academy, but looked at the referee attentively, because his eyes were looking towards the weekend.

"...The team leader, Zhou Wuhun Lingzhu, a battle soul master, is a level 63 soul emperor!"

As soon as the voice fell, everyone on the scene was stunned, including all the titled Douluo and Pope Bibi Dong who was standing high up.

"Soul Emperor! How is that possible? How old is he?"

An unbelievable voice sounded, and Tang San's eyes widened, his face dull.

Although Tang San had lost more than one game so far, his inner pride had not been greatly affected.

What supports this, in addition to the various skills, skills and twin martial arts that he possesses, is his own cultivation.

15 years old, level 47 cultivation level!

Tang San doesn't think that there are other people who can surpass him in terms of talent. Even if there are people with higher soul power than him, among all the people currently participating in the competition, those with higher soul power than him are also better than him.

Three years old.

Those levels of soul power can be caught up in one year, not to mention three years.

However, can a soul power level like level 63 be caught up in three years? Tang San felt a little hesitant in his heart.

"The 18-year-old Soul Emperor, even Haotian Douluo back then couldn't do this." Sword Douluo narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly.

"In other words, if this little guy doesn't die, he will be the next Tang Hao, even more terrifying than Tang Hao." Ning Fengzhi tightly held the scepter in his hand and said.

"He, together with his team members, may be able to threaten the status of the three upper sects in 20 years." When Sword Douluo said this, he turned to look at Ning Fengzhi with a murderous look in his eyes.

Sorry, I'm an hour late.

(End of chapter)