Gourd of Douluo

Carrying weight...?

Yu Tianxin took a look at the very ordinary ring, and estimated that it should weigh more than ten kilograms.

However, when wearing weights during competition, I really don’t know whether to say that the person in front of me is confident? Or crazy?

Wang Xiaofeng's conspicuous movements could not be hidden from the high-level soul masters. Even the audience noticed the weight-bearing bracelet on his hand.

The referee hurriedly ran to the edge of the ring near Wang Xiaofeng and asked: "Contestant Wang Xiaofeng, are you wearing any armor?"

The rules of the competition clearly stipulate that non-martial arts weapons and armor cannot be used, and if found, the entire academy will be disqualified.

Wang Xiaofeng scratched his greasy hair in embarrassment. He was used to wearing weights and forgot to take them off before the competition. He was really causing trouble for himself.

"This is heavy-duty equipment, not armor." Wang Xiaofeng explained quickly.

Seeing that the referee was not convinced, Wang Xiaofeng casually took off a weight-bearing bracelet and threw it towards the referee. The referee was stunned for a moment and subconsciously reached out to catch it.

This is obviously arm armor, but it is also said to be some kind of weight-bearing equipment. As a fair referee, I must cancel Shrek's qualification...

The referee, who still had a professional smile on his face, was suddenly pulled backward by the weight of the bracelet.

Bang, there was another small pit in the rugged arena.

The referee looked at his shattered and fractured palm with a numb expression... Damn it, what the hell is this? Is it really weight-bearing?

Yu Tianxin could no longer maintain that cold expression. He opened his mouth wide and silently pointed at the referee lying on the ground.

I roared loudly in my heart: What kind of monster am I fighting? !

Wang Xiaofeng hurriedly shouted to the outside: "Doctor, is there a doctor? The referee is injured!"

Soon, the referee was carried down by the medical staff. The deputy referee came up and took Wang Xiaofeng to the organizing committee.

After inspection, it was found that the weight on Wang Xiaofeng's body was indeed not armor, because the metal used to make the weight-bearing equipment had only one characteristic, and that was that it was heavy. It was not hard at all. Even a fruit knife could easily leave scratches on it.

The weight of Wang Xiaofeng's weight is too high. The examiner of the organizing committee cannot go against his will and say that it is not weight but armor. There is indeed no explicit rule in the competition that weight-bearing equipment cannot be worn, so this can only be regarded as imperfect competition rules.

At the VIP table, Ning Fengzhi looked at the report handed over by his subordinates with a rather amused expression.

Bone Douluo glanced curiously, with a trace of horror flashing in his eyes. Oh dear, that kid is actually wearing an eight thousand kilogram weight to fight against others. He can't be the giant ape that has transformed from a hundred thousand year old titan.

Salas, who also got the weight-bearing data, raised his eyebrows. He was still somewhat impressed by Wang Xiaofeng.

After teaming up with Tang San to defeat the Elephant Academy, Wang Xiaofeng's information was placed on his desk: he had a clean background and had some relationship with Wuhun Palace.

Salas wanted to win over Wang Xiaofeng before Wang Xiaofeng defeated Feng Xiaotian in a one-on-one challenge, but Shrek protected him very well, so he put the matter aside for the time being.

But now it seems that Wang Xiaofeng deserves more efforts to win over.

Salas smiled slightly and stood up suddenly: "Your Majesty, I have something else to do, so I will leave first."

After finishing speaking, he left the VIP table with several guards without waiting for Emperor Xueye to express his views.

"This Salas is really getting more and more unruly." A trace of anger flashed in Emperor Xueye's eyes.

Three minutes later.

Wang Xiaofeng returned to the ring, and at the signal of the deputy referee, the game continued.

Yu Tianxin's eyes narrowed slightly, because he saw that the weight that was supposed to be tied to Wang Xiaofeng's hand had disappeared, which meant that he was facing a monster without shackles and that could use all his strength.

"You can't be touched by him."

Yu Tianxin quietly changed her fighting style. The thunder and lightning no longer spread outwards but were restrained, instead stimulating the body to increase reaction and speed.

Blue electric current jumped in his legs. Yu Tianxin endured the severe pain of muscle tearing and attacked Wang Xiaofeng with an irresistible momentum.

Wang Xiaofeng looked up and saw a blue line flashing past, and a roaring air flow came in an instant.

when! !

The gourd accurately blocked the dragon's claws, causing sparks to appear from the friction.

But speed equals power. Under the extreme speed of thunder and lightning, Wang Xiaofeng's figure was like a cannonball, and he was blasted away.

"Oh, it would be nice if I were still wearing weights." Flying in the sky, Wang Xiaofeng was still in a mood to think.

If he were still wearing weights, the opponent would be shattered by the force of the counter-shock if he stood still without even shaking.

A flash of lightning flashed past, catching up with Wang Xiaofeng who was still in mid-air.

boom! !

The huge explosion shock wave caused another blow to the already broken ring, and a brand new pothole appeared again in the corner of the ring.

call out!

Before Yu Tianxin could breathe a sigh of relief, a palm-sized pocket gourd suddenly rushed out of the smoke, and a huge sonic boom stirred the smoke behind it.

The third soul skill? Light control.

Yu Tianxin sighed, and as the ground trembled, huge thunder rose from around him.

Buzz buzz.

The space around Yu Tianxin trembled, and the thunder formed by soul power soared into the sky and turned into a solid Bagua diagram, wrapping his body.

The moment the shield hung in the air, the silver dragon-like gourd had destroyed everything in its path, creating a deep ravine in the ring.

In the continuous roar of the air, Wang Xiaofeng's gourd crashed into Yu Tianxin's light shield.

The surrounding air exploded in an instant, the soil splashed, and the arena, which was less than two meters high, sank a lot again. Amidst the roar, the sound of cracks made Yu Tianxin's face change color.

Click! Click!

But in an instant, the Bagua diagram composed of thunder cracked and was on the verge of breaking.

Before Yu Tianxin could squeeze out the remaining soul power in her body, the shield suddenly shattered and thunder flew around.

Looking at the gourd flying toward her head, Yu Tianxin's eyes widened, "Am I going to die..."

Snapped!

A figure appeared in front of Yu Tianxin at some point, and accurately caught the flying gourd with his left hand.

"With the blessing of thunder and lightning, your speed is indeed faster than mine." Wang Xiaofeng nodded and looked at the surprised Yu Tianxin with a smile, "But it seems that your nervous reaction is a little slower than your speed. He almost hit me just now."

The speed of lightning is 106m/s. Based on Wang Xiaofeng's current perception and reaction, he can easily avoid it.

Not to mention Yu Tianxin, who is much slower than lightning.

"It turns out that the move just now didn't hit you at all..."

Before Yu Tianxin could finish speaking, Wang Xiaofeng stretched out his right hand and flicked Yu Tianxin's head hard.

The crisp sound of bone cracking sounded, and Yu Tianxin's eyes turned white and she fell into coma.

"Ah, I'm sorry, I forgot to restrain my strength." Wang Xiaofeng apologized without sincerity, "Referee, you can announce the result."

"Shrek Academy wins."

Done, call it a day.

Wang Xiaofeng showed a big smile to everyone in the audience.

Fortunately, I did not disgrace my life...

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