Wuhun Lingzhu starting from Douluo

Chapter 90 The main force comes on stage

Just when the master was confirming his judgment, Tailong in the ring felt the pressure from his opponent.

Luo Gang, the first contestant from Purple Star Academy, has a soul power level of 39, and his martial soul is a pangolin.

A martial spirit with very good defense power. When possessed by the martial spirit, a pangolin shadow appears that looks like armor.

If you look at these two aspects alone, Luo Gang is no match for Tai Long, but his precise control of soul power, various basic training and attack methods make up for the gap in this aspect.

Let Luo Gang use a slightly more powerful ordinary martial spirit to draw with the powerful gorilla who is close to the top martial spirit.

Bang.

The two were separated by the powerful reaction force, and each took a dozen steps back.

Luo Gang took several steps back, causing cracks in the floor with his feet before he finally stopped.

"What a strong force." Luo Gang raised his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes full of determination.

This is not only a battle that will determine the rest of my life, it is also the only chance to repay my boss. I want to win this game.

Luo Gang, who had made up his mind, put his hands on his hands to make money and tilted his body downward, as if he was riding a motorcycle.

The pangolin phantom on the body is connected head to tail, and the armor on the limbs is blocked on both sides, completely closed, forming a tire-shaped armor.

Tai Lung stared at this scene in stunned silence. He saw the pangolin, which was like a millstone, rolling towards him at high speed.

Without any time to think, Tailong put his hands in front of his body to resist the rushing pangolin.

"boom!"

A violent sound rang out. Although Tailong blocked the pangolin, the sparks of friction between his soul power flickered in his hands, and his feet slid back little by little.

Even if you look ferocious and roar, it still won't help.

In the end, with everyone stunned, Tai Lung was pushed off the ring.

As Tai Lung was eliminated, Luo Gang stood on the ring and fell down before he could hold on for a few seconds.

"Luo Gang!"

An exclamation flashed through Zhou Xing's ears, and then he rushed forward quickly.

"Don't worry, Luo Gang is fine, he just ran out of soul power." Weekend looked at the nervous team members and said soothingly.

After hearing Weekend's words and the fact that Luo Gang really didn't seem to have any answers, the others calmed down.

Since both teams lost, each team sent its next player in the second game.

"How did he do it?" The master looked at Luo Gang being carried off the ring, the shock in his eyes still not disappearing.

"The pangolin's martial spirit is only a relatively powerful existence among ordinary martial arts, barely close to the high-level martial arts. Its defensive power is not as good as that of the black turtle, and its power is barely stronger than ordinary martial arts. The only thing that can be said is that it is relatively balanced.

No speed weakness.”

The master's eyes flashed with confusion and confusion. He racked his brains and couldn't figure out how a mere ordinary martial spirit could defeat a powerful high-level martial spirit?

Or a powerful gorilla that can already rival the top martial arts in terms of strength.

"It's impossible. The gap in martial arts is inevitable. Even relying on soul rings is very weak."

The master thought of this and glanced at Tang San next to him.

"Teacher, Huang Yuan is going to lose!"

Tang San's words brought the master back to his senses, and he looked at the field with a frown.

They were completely suppressed. Although the strength of their martial souls and their soul power levels were similar, their combat effectiveness was extremely obvious.

"Teacher, these people!" Tang San stopped mid-sentence and looked at the master.

"The opponent's strength is very important. It seems that you need to take the field." After observing for a while, the master's face gradually became serious, and he turned to look at the Shrek Seven Devils.

"Don't worry, Master! Leave it to us." Dai Mubai patted his chest and said.

The master looked at the Shrek Seven Monsters, and his originally agitated heart calmed down. These are all geniuses he has cultivated. As long as they work together, there is no opponent they cannot defeat.

"Okay, Zhuqing, you are the fastest. In the next game, you go on the field and deal with the opponent as quickly as possible." The master looked at Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing's face was calm. After nodding, he said calmly: "Yes, Master."

Soon, Huang Yuan was defeated on the court, and then Zhu Zhuqing came on the court.

Soul Sect versus Soul Lord, and it was full health versus half health. The game was over soon, and Zhu Zhuqing won.

In the fourth game, Purple Star Academy sent a third person, still a Soul Master.

There was a big gap in strength between the two. After consuming some of Zhu Zhuqing's soul power, the game ended and Zhu Zhuqing.

Feiyu had already left the stage early, and when the next round came, he slowly walked towards the ring.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Fei Yu who was walking up, and slowly lowered his body, with nails like blades condensed on his five fingers.

"My soul power is less than half, and I cannot fight a protracted battle at all. However, my opponent's soul power level is higher than mine. It seems that I can only make a quick surprise attack." Zhu Zhuqing looked at Fei Yu with a heavy expression on his face.

"Game start!"

Following a voice from above, Zhu Zhuqing instantly turned into a shadow and rushed towards Fei Yu.

The nails were as sharp as knives, stabbing towards Fei Yu in an afterimage.

His nails pierced Fei Yu, but Zhu Zhuqing's expression darkened, he quickly leaned over, kicked to the side, and disappeared in an instant.

"Bang bang!"

Two sharp feathers fell from the sky and pierced deeply into the stone slab.

Fei Yu was flying in the air, looking at Zhu Zhuqing who quickly dodged away, with a trace of surprise in his eyes.

"What a speed!"

Each feather was like a tracking missile, closely following Zhu Zhuqing like a phantom.

Although you can't catch up with her, this can make her unable to stop.

"Zhu Zhuqing, I advise you not to fight to the death. It is almost impossible for you to defeat me. Wasting time here will only make you embarrassed. It is better to admit defeat now."

Feiyu's voice came from high in the sky, but Zhu Zhuqing, who was moving at high speed below, didn't respond at all.

Although she knew that Feiyu, who could fly high in the sky, was a soul master who could completely restrain her, even so, Feiyu would have to consume some of his soul power.

The white wings exuded gusts of breeze, making the flying feathers look like they were nailed to the sky, quietly staring down.

"Captain, this Fei Yu flies very steadily, even more steadily than you."

A voice suddenly came from beside Feng Xiaotian.

"His flying is based on martial arts, and my flying is based on soul skills. Can it be the same?" Feng Xiaotian asked.

Looking at the flying feathers that seemed to be nailed in the air, Feng Xiaotian also felt a little admiration in his heart. Even for Wuhun's flying ability, it must have taken a lot of effort to make it so stable.

Time passed little by little, and the feathers of the breeze were repeatedly swept away, and Zhu Zhuqing's soul power was finally exhausted.

Looking at the fallen Zhu Zhuqing, Fei Yu's heart moved, and the chasing feathers immediately dissipated, and then he looked in the direction of Shrek Academy.

"Next!"

The master and others all frowned. Dai Mubai rushed out with a worried look on his face, lifted Zhu Zhuqing and walked back.

(End of chapter)