Myriad Realms: The Beginning Villain System

Chapter 63 Eight-Year-Old Soul Sovereign
Afterwards, the big leader got up (so casually) and first said some polite words, thanking the many soul masters for coming to join him.

Then he said to everyone: "Everyone, the lottery method of this competition will be a one-on-one competition, and the winner will get a reward of one million, or, a bottle of [Tianlu], and will also be able to enter the [Soul Skill Pavilion] to train me." Qualifications to teach soul skills."

Everyone was puzzled, how to cultivate soul skills, could it be that there are many soul beasts in captivity in [Soul Skill Pavilion]?

But after hearing 【Tianlu】, all the faces were filled with fanatical light.

In that rumor, the [God-level medicinal liquid] that can make people break through just by the taste, gossip is the nature of most people, and the magic of [Tianlu] has been passed on from time to time, and everyone in the mainland has already known it , the effect is getting more and more exaggerated-it is said that taking this medicine can become a god.

But since that auction, [Tianlu] has become a legendary existence, with a price but no market.

At this time, one of his subordinates brought up the lottery bucket, and he randomly drew two.

After a short glance, he said in a deep voice: "In the first match, Rakshasa Cult vs. Haotianzong, representatives from both sides are invited to appear!"

Following his words, representatives of both sides stepped onto the platform.

One of them is naturally Mo Bieli, who is only eight years old, and has a level of 32.

One side is the representative of Haotian, his age seems to be about 15 years old, and his level is 31.

In this competition, the Rakshasa Sect is not so rigid. As long as the level difference is not too great, anyone below level [-] will be accepted by default. Each faction can only send up to three members to fight, and team battles are allowed.

As expected, after seeing the representative of Rakshasa, the square was instantly quiet.

Because this kid is really too small, he looks only one meter, so it represents the Rakshasa sect?
Isn't it too arrogant?

But some discerning people instantly understood.

This seemingly lucrative competition should be just the Rakshasa Sect's Rising Power Conference - this little thing is definitely not easy!
The representative of Haotianzong was also stunned, his opponent was actually a baby, even if he won this round, it would be a great blow to his reputation.

His face turned red and then white.

"Let's do it!" Mo Bieli said in that immature voice.

He fully inherited Hua Xingchen's advantage of "before you do something, don't talk much".

'"My little friend, is there no one in your Rakshasa sect?"

Mo Bieli snorted coldly, "Stop provoking me, do you think I don't have enough strength, will the leader send me to fight?"

As soon as the words fell, Mo Bieli's momentum rose sharply.

[Yi Jin Jing] was running, and a powerful aura that was not proportional to age burst out.

The opponent was even more amazed, this was simply a monstrosity, he no longer underestimated this little doll, and quickly adjusted himself to a fighting state.

"Clear Sky School, Tang Yu, Martial Soul: Clear Sky Hammer, Level 31 Soul Master!" The young man declared his name.

"Raksha Sect, Mo Bieli, Martial Soul: Infernal Raksha, Level 32 Soul Master!"

The name is reported, and the two sides are ready to go to war.

Tang Yu was the first to strike. He clenched his right fist and struck directly.

Mo Bieli's face remained unchanged, just when the fist was about to hit him, he easily dodged the opponent's attack with a dodge.

Simultaneously hit the right palm.

The continuous fire surged out, and a huge fire dragon took shape instantly, knocking Tang Yu away.

The fire dragon pierces the mountain!

Tang Yu only felt a strong heat coming from his lower back, and then his whole body was knocked out and fell to the edge of the ring.

All quiet.

What kind of soul skill is this?It didn't even need any preparations, it was released directly.

Tang Yu, on the other hand, was quite embarrassed at this time. A large piece of his clothes was burned, and his lower back was even more painful, as if a piece of iron had been put on it.

He quickly got up from the ground and looked directly at Mo Bingli.

"Little friend, I take back what I just said, you are very strong, but today, we can only have one standing!"

As soon as the words fell, three shining halos erupted from Tang Yu's body, two yellow and one purple. During the circulation of the soul ring, the surging soul power formed a wave-like pressure and rushed towards his face.

In the soul ring, white represents ten years, yellow S represents a hundred years, and purple represents a thousand years.

Judging by this posture, the opponent is really serious.

Mo Bie Li ran the [Yi Jin Jing] crazily. After Hua Xingchen's special training and the help of pills in the past few months, he has been promoted to the third Zhou Tian - the red level.

But because of the rush of time and his limited soul power, his red-level state can only last for 10 minutes.

Of course, he will save the most powerful trump card for last, so as to catch his opponent by surprise.

What puzzled everyone was that although Mo Bieli's body was actually powerful, there was no soul ring.

A moment later, Tang Yu jumped up suddenly, and shouted: "The first soul skill, shatter!"

At this moment, his body came over like a mountain.

--boom!

With a loud bang, a big hole was smashed into the ground.

Mo Bieli knew that he did not have an advantage in physique, so he resorted to the [Second Overlord Leg Form: Step up to the sky and let him do what he wants]-specialize in attacking the enemy on the road, and he can come and go freely even in the midst of thousands of troops .

He dodged the opponent's frontal attack with weird moves, and at the same time hit a palm.

【Fire Snake Spits Letter】!
After the failure just now, Tang Yu had gained experience at this time. After hitting nothing with one blow, he immediately turned around, and turning around was a punch.

But the blazing fire snake made a detour and bombarded his arm.

This made his right fist less powerful.

Mo Bieli swung his palms and stretched out his strength, the opponent's fist strength was bounced away.

In the end, the palm hit Tang Yu's chest hard.

Tang Yu paused, and immediately felt that his internal organs seemed to be on fire, and then he flew upside down and fell hard off the high platform.

Deathly silence!

It is not easy for an eight-year-old child to have such a high level.

What was even more concerning was his soul skills, which didn't seem to show the corresponding soul rings.

How is this going?

It has to be said that Tang Yu was defeated very embarrassingly.

This is a kind of spiritual blow to the entire Haotian School.

The world's first case, the first battle actually lost?

And with such a quick defeat, the faces of those who came to watch the battle from the Clear Sky School all looked a bit ugly.

Immediately, an elder of the Clear Sky School got up and said: "Little friend, you are young and promising, congratulations, I, the Clear Sky School, admit defeat!"

Very grand style.

Hua Xingchen nodded in satisfaction.

Mo Bieli is indeed very shrewd. Sometimes, when people of similar levels engage in battle, not only combat experience and endurance - the most important thing is scheming, to win by cleverness.

Therefore, Hua Xingchen told him three elements before: don't talk nonsense before the battle, don't name your skills, and be flexible in your moves.

These three are indeed fatal flaws!
Article [-]: It refers to the fact that the villain dies. In other words, those who bb endlessly at the beginning are often losers.

The second rule: In the novel, the protagonist always yells before going public. Theoretically, it is to highlight his arrogance, but in fact it is to remind the opponent that he can break through or hide from the ruthless ones.

Article [-]: The moves are dead, but the brain is alive. The moves don’t have to be rigid, but you have to be flexible to be able to surprise and defeat the opponent.

The big leader stood up: "The first round, the winner, Rakshasa, don't leave!"

Then, he continued to draw lots and read out the above content.

"Second match, Scarlet Flame Sect: a group of three, against Kamikaze Academy: a group of three!"

To be honest, the various cultivation systems on Douluo Continent are similar to online games.

Not to mention grades, the ultimate goal is to have meat, milk, and main attack.

This is indeed a good match, and it is very practical in battle.

But in the face of a real life-and-death duel, it seems a bit tasteless to come up with a killer move.

Back on the seat, Mo Bieli said with a smile: "Old sister, brother-in-law, am I good?"

"Well, it's okay, but I don't know if you have the guts to fight against a group of three with one person?"

"I can try." Mo Bieli said.

"Remember, if you really draw, kill the support in the team first. The shot must be fast, accurate, and ruthless. Don't give them time to react!"

"Okay, I'll remember." Mo Bieli nodded.

Now that he is the representative of the Rakshasa Sect, the honor and disgrace of the entire sect rests on him. He will never lose, and he cannot lose!
The game continued, but the process was not as thrilling as before. The members of both sides performed their duties, stood on the stage, and played their roles.

But Mo Bieli did not relax, he had been secretly observing the characteristics of each person's fighting skills on both sides.

My brother-in-law has taught me to know myself and my enemy, and I will be victorious in all battles!

(End of this chapter)