Douluo the god of justice

Chapter 34 Yan

"How many levels are you, show me your martial soul."

The muscles in Zhang Heng's hands were even more exaggerated, and he ordered Yang Jian in a not-so-kind tone, it's fine for a kid who appeared out of nowhere to come to the competition, and let him be the captain, and he hasn't even been to the academy. It is the Pope's fault.

Most of the students also looked at Yang Jian gloatingly. After all, someone suddenly appeared to compete with them, and it was uncomfortable to cause a student they were familiar with to be eliminated.

Not to mention the fact that the superior was notified that this guy who appeared out of nowhere was the captain, he would be even more upset, especially the two soul kings Xie Yue and Yan, how could they be convinced.

Ghost smoothed things over and said, "Yang Jian, please show Dean Zhang your martial arts, they are all from our own."

Yang Jian nodded, and summoned the three-pointed two-edged sword, and four circles of yellow, purple, black and black soul rings slowly floated around the three-pointed two-edged sword.

"Level 47." Yang Jian said lightly.

All the people present were stunned for a moment, especially Zhang Hen. The more he knew, the more he realized how incredible it was.

This soul ring ratio is simply unscientific. I have taught so many students, let alone seen it, and I have never even heard of this soul ring ratio.

Could this be the trump card hidden by the Pope? The only pity is that the level of soul power is a bit low.

The ghost coughed in a timely manner, which woke Zhang Hen up quickly, and Zhang Hen smiled awkwardly.

"Not bad, Yang Jian, isn't it?"

Yang Jian nodded.

Zhang Hen tried his best to control his composure and maintain his majesty, "How about this, you will cooperate with them in a battle first, and I will carefully observe your fighting style and soul skills, and then try to arrange the most suitable battle plan for you. "

Zhang Hen didn't wait for Yang Jian's answer and directly ordered, "Yang Jian, Xie Yue, Ke Ke, Liu Ying, Zhang San, Li Si, Wang Er, you are in a team of seven, and the rest of you are in a team of seven, pay attention to your actions."

Yan glanced at Zhang Hen gratefully, finally being on the same team as Hu Liena, Zhang Hen ignored Yan and continued.

"The seven of you should get acquainted with each other first, and it is best to form the prototype of a team."

Yang Jian waited for Zhang Hen to finish speaking before opening his mouth.

"I think this allocation is a bit inappropriate."

Zhang Hen frowned slightly, "Why isn't it suitable? Even if you are not as good as the real soul king with your soul ring, it's almost the same. You have four players from the home team."

Yang Jian said lightly, "You misunderstood, what I mean is that with such a distribution, they wouldn't have to fight at all."

Zhang Hen was a little unhappy, arrogant and disobedient to the teacher. Yang Jian had already left these two impressions on him, and he was about to reprimand the ghost but spoke first.

"Dean Zhang, this allocation is indeed inappropriate. Don't think he is just a soul emperor, but even an ordinary soul emperor is not his opponent. I know his strength best."

Zhang Hen reluctantly gave Gui Mei some face, and said calmly, "Then I'll let Yan fight with you alone, what do you think, so I can get a preliminary understanding of your strength."

Yang Jian nodded and did not refuse.

Zhang Hen threatened, "Yan, don't embarrass me, or you will have good fruit to eat."

"Don't worry, don't you still believe in my strength?" Yan responded with a playful smile.

Zhang Hen is still very relieved about Yan's strength. Among the three soul kings, Xie Yue is a soul master of the attack system, but his defense is too weak, and Hu Liena's attack ability is insufficient.

And Yan combines strong attack and defense, and has no obvious shortcomings. Maybe his role in the team is not as good as Hu Liena, but he is definitely the strongest one-on-one.

Yan came to the middle of the playground excitedly, being able to show his face in front of Hu Liena again, so what if the spirit ring is amazing, after all, I am so many levels behind me, and my spirit is invincible in one-on-one.

Yan showed a self-confident and kind smile, "Hello, my name is Yan 55-level attack system battle soul king."

"Yang Jian." Yang Jian responded lightly. Of course Yan was upset with him, Yang Jian could feel it, and he didn't bother to give him any good looks.

Seeing the two standing still, Zhang Hen said, "Let's start when you're ready, don't hold back too much, I'm watching."

Guigui coughed and said in embarrassment, "Yang Jian, don't take it seriously, you'd better be careful."

Zhang Hen glared at the ghost in dissatisfaction. As an 89-level Contra and the real speaker of the Wuhun Academy, he really didn't need to care too much about the ghost's identity.

Gui Mei knew that Zhang Hen was straightforward, so he didn't take it to heart, and smiled helplessly.

Two people on the field summoned martial spirits at the same time. Yang Jian held a three-pointed double-edged knife in his right hand, and the four circles of yellow, purple, black and black soul rings far exceeded the normal ratio, emitting a strange light.

But after Yan summoned Wuhun, his whole body underwent a huge change. With two thick stone arms, his body seemed to have turned into flames except for his head. Two curved horns grew from his head, and a strange fire appeared on his face. Red pattern.

Five circles of soul rings in yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black surround Yan's body, coordinating with Yan who is like a demon god, exuding breathtaking power.

Yan took the lead in attacking Yang Jian.

"The second soul skill, Granite Rock."

"The first soul skill, hell magma rush."

Before the Yan people arrived, there was a flame flying towards Yang Jian. Yang Jian avoided the flame, and Yan just rushed out of the flame, and the huge rock fist hit Yang Jian.

Yang Jian froze for a moment, this, this, what am I hiding from such a powerful attack, Yang Jian has not fought against anyone since the first round of Bajiu Xuan Gong, and now he can barely move his muscles and bones.

Yan is worthy of being a genius cultivated by the Wuhun Palace. The moment Yang Jian was in a daze, he hit Yang Jian with a heavy punch.

Zhang Hen, who was watching the battle, frowned. Zhang Hen keenly noticed that Yan's attack didn't seem to have any effect.

You must know that no one knows Yan's attack power better than him. Even if the soul king of the same level has received so many punches from Yan, it will definitely not feel good. How can Yang Jian's defense power be so strong.

The other people watching the battle didn't know what was going on, but when they saw Yan pressing Yang Jian to fight, a fat man among them shouted excitedly.

"Brother Yan is mighty."

Yan also seemed to have sensed something was wrong, and just about to change the attack method, Yang Jian finally made a move. The three-pointed and two-edged knife flashed like a dazzling silver light, slashing Yan's body, and directly passed through the flames.

The flames condensed into Yan's body flickered for a while, and Yan retreated quickly, while launching an attack to cover himself.

"The third soul skill, flames of hell."

Groups of flames surrounded Yang Jian, churning endlessly. Yang Jian directly split the sea of ​​flames with a three-pointed two-edged knife in his hand, leaped forward, and chased after Yan.

Yang Jian came to Yan's body in an instant, and the three-pointed double-edged knife passed through Yan's body again. It seemed that it did not cause any damage to Yan, but it actually consumed a lot of Yan's soul power.

That is to say, a martial soul like Yan just restrains physical attacks, otherwise other soul kings would not be able to survive a round under Yang Jian's hands.

Yan knew that going on like this was not an option, so he directly used the fifth soul skill.

"Flying Sand Flames."

A piece of black flying sand revolved around Yan's body, and quickly merged into Yan's body. Yan's size doubled, like a flame giant.

Yang Jian waited until Yan's transformation was completed before launching an attack. The three-pointed and two-edged knife slashed Yan's body. Yan greeted the knife. .

Yan grabbed the three-pointed double-edged knife, and threw another huge stone fist at Yang Jian. Yang Jian didn't dodge, and also punched Yan.

One big and one small, one side descended into the world like a god and demon, and the other side was just a mortal, two fists collided, Yang Jian remained motionless, and Yan sat down on the ground with his buttocks unstable.

Yan was ashamed and angry for a while, this time he was humiliated in front of Hu Liena, and was about to stand up to fight again, but was stopped by Zhang Hen.

"Okay, let's go here."

(End of this chapter)