Douro Searle

Chapter 208
Wang Yan blocked Zhan Tian's blow, and the contest had already been decided.

The sword intent on his body slowly subsided, Jian Xiaoyao threw out the sword flower, swept away the light dust, and then put the sword back into its sheath.

"The next one." Calm eyes swept over everyone, Jian Xiaoyao at this moment had an invisible aura.

The audience was silent. This time, someone didn't come out to challenge as quickly as before, because after the previous two battles, all the students couldn't see Jian Xiaoyao's true strength.

But at this time, Jian Xiaoyao, who was relaxed and indifferent, put even more pressure on them invisible.

The average soul power level of the college's freshmen is around twenty, and there are even fewer soul powers like Chen Hao and Wang Li above level 25. It is already difficult to find a soul master with a higher soul power level.

Of course, Beibei's soul power in the audience is indeed not low. After yesterday's enlightenment, his soul power has broken through to level 29, but he doesn't want to compete for Jian Xiaoyao's squad leader.

And even if Beibei came up to challenge, he didn't think he had much chance of winning, after all, he lost to Jian Xiaoyao completely yesterday.

A few minutes later, Jian Xiaoyao frowned slightly looking at the students shaking their heads and sighing under the stage.

There were only two competitions, which couldn't satisfy him at all.

Jian Xiaoyao's eyes fell on those students with high soul power, but sensing Jian Xiaoyao's gaze, those people dared not look at Jian Xiaoyao, and even backed away.

Wang Yan looked at the scene in front of him, and he felt that this competition could almost be brought to an end.

However, at this moment, a nimble figure stepped out from the crowd.

"I'll challenge you!"

That was Tang Ya, the only Tang Sect disciple in the class.

Beibei looked at the girl in front of the crowd in surprise. He was not optimistic about Tang Ya, and he had already decided in his heart that she would definitely lose.

Wang Yan's eyes fell on Tang Ya who was on the stage. After the two parties were ready, he asked them to prepare for the competition.

Facing the calm Jian Xiaoyao, Tang Ya declared her name: "Tang Ya, a level 21 great soul master, Wuhun Blue Silver Grass."

Hearing the spirit of Lanyincao, all the students thought they heard it wrong.

Blue silver grass, an ordinary and weak plant on land, although it has tenacious vitality, it is still a weak weed.

And because most soul masters with blue silver grass spirits have no soul power, blue silver grass spirits are often called waste spirits.

And the blue silver grass with soul power is even rarer. Although the thousand-handed Douluo Tang San's martial soul was blue silver grass tens of thousands of years ago, most people know that it is not an ordinary blue silver grass , but the Blue Silver Emperor.

Looking at Tang Ya on the stage, the students didn't think there was anything strange about the Blue Silver Grass, and they didn't think that Tang Ya could reach the height of Tang San, the Thousand-Handed Douluo. There are a lot of them in the middle, no one cares about a soul master with a blue silver grass martial spirit.

But on stage, facing Tang Ya whose soul power was only level 21, Jian Xiaoyao didn't feel slighted in his heart, no matter how strong or weak his opponent was, he would accept the challenge seriously.

With his right hand on the hilt, Jian Xiaoyao stood tall and straight on the stage, calmly said: "Jian Xiaoyao, a level 31 soul master, Wuhun Wuji sword."

Silently observing the opponent in front of him, the sword intent on Jian Xiaoyao's body began to gather, and the sword in his hand was about to be unsheathed.

At the same time, a crystal green light appeared in Tang Ya's hand, a large piece of blue silver grass grew from her palm, and two yellow soul rings appeared.

From time to time, in Tang Ya's hands, large pieces of blue silver grass twisted into a long rope, forming a long green whip.

Snapped!
On Tang Ya's right hand, the long whip formed by the condensed blue silver grass flicked, made a sound in the air, and then hit Jian Xiaoyao!

Jian Xiaoyao looked at the long whip of blue silver grass in front of him, his eyes narrowed, and he discovered Tang Yan's second soul ability that was shining at this time.

The long whip was already drawn towards Jian Xiaoyao, and the long sword was drawn out of its sheath in an instant, a few beams of sword light cut off the blue silver grass in front of him, simply and neatly, without any resistance at all.

It's too fragile, compared to Jian Xiaoyao's sword, even if the blue silver grass is twisted into a ball, it can still be easily cut off.

Everyone was even less optimistic about Tang Ya. The Blue Silver Grass was obviously no match for the Wuji Sword. Facing Jian Xiaoyao, Tang Ya obviously had no chance of winning.

But Jian Xiaoyao didn't see it that way, the long sword in his hand glowed with emerald green light, and a green light instantly enveloped his whole body, as if he was defending against something.

In the air, tiny seeds spread along with the severed blue silver grass, and at this moment, the first and second soul rings on Tang Ya's body lit up at the same time, and lush blue silver grass grew instantly on the ground , entangled towards Jian Xiaoyao.

As you can see, Tang Ya is a control type, so of course she is not Jian Xiaoyao's opponent in a head-to-head competition. The only chance of winning is to control the audience to create a chance to win.

Although it was a pity that the seeds sown on Jian Xiaoyao's body were expelled by the sword intent and failed to entangle Jian Xiaoyao, but the seeds on the ground had grown lush blue silver grass, which barely achieved Tang Ya's goal.

At this time, Tang Ya's fair hands were covered with a layer of white jade luster, and with a flick of her hands, several long black needles were caught between her slender fingers.

There was a touch of purple in the eyes, and Tang Ya's hands were crossed in front of her at an extremely fast speed, and the long needles in her hands flew out at the same time.

There was no sound, and under the interference of the blue silver grass, everyone in the audience couldn't even see Tang Ya's movements clearly.

Hidden weapons are weapons that can act as a surprise attack. If most people can discover them, then hidden weapons would already be meaningless.

But Jian Xiaoyao was not confused by the blue silver grass in front of him. He had been observing Tang Ya's movements, and he had already discovered the long needle flying in the blue silver grass.

But in the face of a large number of flying needles, even if Jian Xiaoyao can detect them in advance, it is not a simple matter to block all the flying needles.

The long sword trembled slightly, and the emerald green light on the sword lit up, Jian Xiaoyao immediately entered the state of Jian Yi, and the long sword in his hand was slashed out at an extremely fast speed!

Three thousand roses!

woohoo hoo...

A wind appeared on the competition platform, and a large number of green wind blades enveloped the platform, and all the blue silver grass was shattered into pieces at this moment.

In front of Jian Xiaoyao, all the long needles were knocked down, without any missing one.

Amidst the sword energy and wind blades covering almost the entire venue, Tang Ya's figure seemed to have turned into a ghost, dodging all attacks with weird footwork.

I saw a flash in her hand again, this time the hidden weapon was a piece of thin arc-shaped throwing knives.

While Tang Ya was dodging the attack, the long knife in his hand flew out continuously, flying towards Jian Xiaoyao in an arc-shaped trajectory.

But it's a pity that the current Jian Xiaoyao is not a fixed target, the entangled blue silver grass has already been chopped to pieces!

Facing a large number of hidden weapons, Jian Xiaoyao flashed his figure and rushed towards the direction with the most flying knives.

Tang Ya can calculate the trajectory of hidden weapons, so Jian Xiaoyao can't. His observation ability is far superior to Tang Ya's.

I saw that all the flying knives bypassed Jian Xiaoyao and did not play any role at all.

Tang Ya was startled. It is not a good thing for a hidden weapon to miss. As long as her attack misses, she will be in danger.

The sword intent on the sword had already condensed, a few steps away, Jian Xiaoyao slashed out a long sword energy, and swung it towards Tang Ya.

On the other hand, Tang Ya's figure flickered, and she avoided Jian Xiaoyao's attack dangerously with her ghostly footwork.

Jian Xiaoyao thought he saw Tang Ya's movements due to his peculiar footwork, but Tang Ya dodged his attack in an unexpected way, so he became a little interested in Tang Ya's footwork for a while.

The attack failed, and Jian Xiaoyao was not in a hurry to get close to Tang Ya. He swung the blue long sword again and used the sword intent of three thousand soft silks to let a large wind blade cover the entire platform again.

He observed every movement of Tang Ya, all the pictures were pieced together into a set of footwork in his brain, and then he deduced the action method of each position.

Facing Jian Xiaoyao, for some reason, Tang Ya had a bad premonition in her heart, and gradually had the idea of ​​admitting defeat in her heart.

Even if Ghost Shadow Mizong's footwork allowed her to dodge the attack, she no longer had the means to counter Jian Xiaoyao, and in the end, she was still the one who lost.

And just when she was about to admit defeat, she found that she couldn't move, a large piece of sword energy and wind blade locked her position, and a fear of Jian Xiaoyao arose spontaneously.

Her ghostly obsessive footwork was seen through, and this unique technique of the Tang Sect that has been passed down to this day was actually cracked!
"I admit defeat!" Tang Ya shouted resolutely, and Wang Yan quickly rushed into the wind blade, swept the coiling dragon stick in his hand, and blocked all the sword energy and wind blade.

But at this moment, Tang Ya sat on the ground with a slap. It wasn't that she couldn't accept the victory or loss of this competition, but she couldn't accept the shock of the Tang Sect's secret knowledge being cracked.

(End of this chapter)