Xanadu, my martial soul in Douluo continent

The next day, the morning competition ended hastily. Team Cabbage successfully advanced to the quarterfinals, and Xiao Xiao was forced to reveal his second soul skill.

At noon, Baicai returned to the dormitory and used meditation to restore his soul power. Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao collected battle information about the other seven teams.

In the afternoon, the school bell rang, and Baicai returned to the assessment area to draw lots on behalf of the team. The number of sixteen battle venues remained unchanged, but only the first eight were open.

When the Cabbage Team arrived at the battle site No. 5, the atmosphere suddenly became solemn. The enemy team was at ease, and the three beautiful girls stood tall and graceful, looking forward to it.

On the high platform watching the game, inspecting the two teams from the freshman class that advanced to the quarterfinals, Zhou Yi showed a rare look of worry.

Huo Yuhao's team, which barely advanced to the top eight, met the Evil Huan Yue team. Even though Huo Yuhao's soul skills were extremely effective, they were still defeated and missed the top four.

The Baicai Squad encounters the Ning Tian Squad, which is a disaster. Zhou Yi feels sorry for it. It's bad luck. What should he do?

If Team Cabbage encounters Team Xie Huanyue, they may have a slight chance of winning. After all, Team Xie Huanyue completely relies on Xie Huanyue himself. The stronger the team, the stronger it is.

"Zhou Yi, what a coincidence, the seed team of the freshman class is the Cabbage Team, right?"

A female teacher in her thirties walked next to Zhou Yi, leaned against the railing of the high viewing platform, and sneered: "Battlefield No. 5, what a pity, Ningtian team is fighting for the first place."

Zhou Yi stared at the female teacher and said, "Hibiscus, we still don't know who will win and who will lose."

"I'm sorry, Zhou Yi, I'm afraid you won't be able to be a senior teacher." Mu Jin spread his hands and said with a smile: "Fire my brother? Haha, it's not that I won't repay him, the time has not come yet."

With his eyes still fixed on the battle site No. 5, Zhou Yi slowly said: "Are you betting?"

Hibiscus showed no sign of weakness and provocatively said: "What are you betting on?"

"Soul bone." Zhou Yi turned around and said lightly: "A piece of soul bone, how dare you?"

Pupils suddenly shrank, Hibiscus remained silent. Soul bones are more precious than ten-thousand-year soul rings. According to different types of soul bones, they can be divided into seven categories: head soul bones, trunk soul bones, limb soul bones, and external soul bones.

A piece of soul bone gives the soul master an extra boost, either by giving him additional soul skills, or by improving his physique and increasing his soul power.

For soul beasts with a rank of less than 100,000 years, the probability of producing soul bones is only one in 10,000.

Of course, the older the soul beast is, the higher the probability of producing soul bones. For example, the probability of a ten thousand-year soul beast producing soul bones is about one percent, and the probability of a thousand-year soul beast producing soul bones is about one in ten thousand.

, the probability of a hundred-year soul beast and a ten-year soul beast producing soul bones is negligible.

An excellent soul master needs to increase his soul power level as much as possible, and add soul rings of appropriate types and years.

A top soul master must obtain his own soul bones, and the number of fused soul bones often reflects the soul master's true combat power.

Who would despise such a precious thing as unnecessary?

Unless the attributes are inconsistent, or the soul bones are in the same position, using soul bones as a bet is no less than making tea with fairy grass or stewing elixirs. It is a waste of resources.

Losing a soul bone is like losing your fortune. Why did Zhou Yi propose to gamble on a soul bone?

"Are you afraid?" Zhou Yi looked disdainful and said in disgust: "If you don't want to gamble, stay away from me. It smells bad."

"Okay." Mu Jin was furious, with a stern look on her face, "Just bet, it's just a piece of soul bone. If you lose, let Fan Yu build a close-combat soul guide for me."

There was no need to mention the entanglement of love and hate in the past. Zhou Yi took a deep breath and said coldly: "It's just a piece of soul bone. I can afford it."

"Who cares about your soul bone?" Mu Jin angrily said with hatred: "Let Fan Yu build a melee soul guide for me, otherwise there is no need to discuss it."

"Okay, I agreed on her behalf." The rich voice sounded just right. At some point, a tall and mighty figure walked up to Zhou Yi.

Fan Yu appeared, and Mu Jin's arrogance completely disappeared. Her eye circles were slightly red, "Zhou Yi bullies me, do you bully me too?"

"It's unreasonable." Fan Yu frowned, "Want to bet or not?"

"Okay!" With eyes filled with mist, Mu Jin turned around suddenly and looked back at the No. 5 battle site.

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Three beautiful girls were whispering to each other.

The girl standing near the front is particularly tall, even slightly taller than Wang Dong. She has short golden ear-length hair, long eyelashes, and big aqua blue eyes like the calm blue sea. A few freckles add a bit of cuteness.

The girl on the left has cold eyes, neat short hair as red as fire, bright pupils like charcoal fire, extremely delicate facial features, and fair skin like mutton-fat jade.

The girl on the right has soft eyes, her light green hair is naturally disheveled, and her dark green pupils are like those on the shores of a forest and lake, making her look pitiful.

The referee said: "Both sides enter."

Team Cabbage and Team Ningtian entered the scene at the same time. Team Ningtian changed formation, the blond girl slowly stepped back, and the red-haired girl and the green-haired girl closed their positions to cover the blond girl.

The red-haired girl said proudly: "The ninth class of freshmen, Wu Feng, a level 25 attack spirit master."

The green-haired girl looked a little annoyed, but still said politely: "Freshman Class 9, Freshman Class 9, Nanmen Yun'er, twenty-fourth level agility attack type fighting spirit master."

Behind the two girls, Ning Tian's expression was as usual, and he wrote lightly: "Ning Tian, ​​freshman class nine, thirty-level auxiliary system weapon soul master."

The atmosphere in the Nine Treasures Glazed Sect and the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda suddenly solidified. As we all know, the level of increase in the martial soul and soul skills of the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda is related to the number of soul rings. The level of increase in the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda's Soul Master level can even reach 40%.

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"Freshman Class 1, Wang Dong, Level 24 Attack System Spirit Master."

"Freshman Class 1, Xiao Xiao, Level 2 Control System Battle Spirit Master."

"The first class of freshmen, Baicai, a level 20 control system war soul master."

Eye-to-eye contact, contempt, solemnity, indifference, pity, to name a few.

The referee shouted: "The game begins!"

The gorgeous butterfly wings suddenly stretched out, azure, sea blue, light blue, radiant and shining. Wang Dong locked the witch wind, the butterfly wings flapped, and the strong wind roared.

Wu Feng shouted, a distorted heat wave surged around his body, and there was a faint roar of a dragon. His body gradually developed, and he became a young girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, her delicate body bursting through the school uniform that no longer fit her.

The extremely elastic one-piece leather jacket fits tightly against the skin, and the legs feel firm and tight, just like a one-piece swimsuit.

The skin as white as mutton-fat jade was flushed with red, and a layer of fine light red scales grew on the left face, covering the neck, left shoulder, left arm, and the palms turned into sharp claws.

Beibei's blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex possesses a ferocious appearance. Wu Feng's red dragon martial spirit possesses a softer body, has slender legs, is beautiful, and has a hot and delicate body that shows off its alien beauty.

Two yellow soul rings rose quickly, Wu Feng snorted coldly, stepped back heavily, and flew up violently.

Wang Dong raised his leg high and performed a roundhouse kick. Wu Feng did not dodge and swept his left arm.