Douluo's starting support

Qin Ming quickly established the distribution of the remaining nine groups. Except for the first group, the rest are basically the ones with average innate soul power, which will not allow An Qing and the other three to win too easily.

Facing the edge of Anqing's team, the first to bear the brunt is of course a talented team like Ning Rongrong's ninth-level innate soul power.

Ning Rongrong's team was also forced to get together and discuss how to deal with Tang San and the others.

One of the elegant nobles spoke his mind.

"Although we have the assistance of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, we are not soul masters after all, and the auxiliary effect is still limited. We should first kill the fighting soul masters on the opposite side."

This person proposed to deal with Tang San and Xiao Wu first. Faced with this idea, another noble who teamed up with Ning Rongrong could not deny it.

"Hmph! How can three mere civilians be so powerful? I think you're just scared, why don't you just go up to it?"

Ning Rongrong was so shocked by the news that An Qing was born with full soul power that she did not speak.

I originally thought that I was the top genius in the auxiliary department, but I didn't expect that as soon as I left the sect, I realized that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world.

Time is running out, and the discussion among this team can only end in vain.

Tang San was much more relaxed here.

All three of them have soul rings, and one of them is even more perverted, reaching the upper limit of a soul master with one soul ring.

How can I lose this?

Qin Ming only gave the two teams five minutes to discuss tactics. He also clearly saw the disorganization of Ning Rongrong's team, so it seemed that he didn't even need to give them five more minutes.

Qin Ming also made a judgment quite quickly.

He raised his right hand and said, "Okay, the qualifying competition begins now. Are you Ning Rongrong's team ready?"

Ning Rongrong could only nod her head when she heard what Qin Ming said.

One of the other two aristocratic children looked at the Anqing team cautiously, while the other looked over disdainfully with his arms folded.

"Anqing, are your team ready?"

An Qing nodded to Qin Ming calmly.

Qin Ming said that he already understood, and quickly raised his right hand a little higher and said.

"Very good. Both sides are ready. When I say start, you can compete with each other. Ha, it's a pretty standard competition, right?"

After saying that, Qin Ming waved his right hand down.

"start!"

The voice just fell.

Both sides of the competition released their martial spirits!

Ning Rongrong's hand flashed with golden light, and a gorgeous and dazzling pagoda appeared. Another noble child had a sword in his hand, and the one who shouted the loudest was covered with hair. Turned into a werewolf!

Even though none of the three people had soul rings, this method of declaring war still caused some waves.

The children watching from the sidelines kept exclaiming as they watched these things.

It seems that there is a reason why the battle between soul masters is so popular.

Anqing's momentum is not small, the formation gate directly overwhelms the opponent's head when he breathes out, and the five huge heavy door panels immediately bring a sense of stagnation to the surroundings!

What is even more surprising is the yellow soul ring that keeps shaking up and down behind An Qing!

"Why does he have a soul ring?!"

"How can you fight this!"

"Hey Hey hey!"

Of course, the children who were watching the battle did not forget that they also had to fight An Qing and the others. They were almost frightened to death when An Qing showed off this spirit ring.

Is this first grade?

The atmosphere at Ning Rongrong's side was almost frozen, just because the auxiliary system with soul rings and the auxiliary system without soul rings were completely different.

Ning Rongrong is currently able to quickly restore other people's soul power, but she cannot improve other people's attributes at all.

This is quite fatal!

The child who transformed into a werewolf also said with a livid face.

"It's okay. After all, only one of the auxiliary departments has soul rings. It's impossible for them all to have soul rings."

When Ning Rongrong heard his words, she immediately understood that this guy was trying to comfort herself.

Results in the next second.

An even more shocking scene appeared!

Countless bluesilver grasses that seemed to come alive instantly spread out under Tang San's feet, and a spirit ring swayed behind him. His skill was...

Vine poison!

The blue silver grass rustled towards the three of them and was dyed purple at the same time! Ning Rongrong and the other three were immediately shocked.

Bluesilver grass quickly wrapped around the ankles of the three of them. The strength of these bluesilver grasses was not too high.

It's almost like a thin tape holding the leg. For a soul master, it will break as soon as it is pulled.

But being entangled is also a big trouble.

So the werewolf child made a decision in an instant!

He stepped on his legs and without hesitation rushed towards Tang San who was controlling the Bluesilver Grass in an attempt to tie them up!

Mang is over!

The kid holding the sword couldn't help but sneered at this guy.

"Fuck! Wait for me! Only two of us can stand a chance!"

Before he could even finish his words, Blue Silver Grass had wrapped around his ankles again, and the jagged blades of grass scratched his exposed skin.

He didn't notice this and just cut off the blue silver grass with his sword. He also hurriedly wanted to catch up with the reckless man in front of him to support him.

The werewolf child approached Tang San in a few steps. Tang San held the blue silver grass with both hands, seemingly not seeing him at all and continued to control the blue silver grass to attack Ning Rongrong.

"You dare to look down on me?!"

The werewolf child roared angrily, and slapped Tang San with its immature wolf claws!

Just when he was about to succeed.

A black and red figure appeared in front of him.

Snapped!

A terrifying shock exploded from his chest! He flew out directly! As soon as he landed on the blue silver grass, he was instantly entangled, and only his nose was left to breathe.

The venom attached to the bluesilver grass and its own flexibility were not enough to allow him to break free.

Being tightly wrapped with tape containing paralyzing toxins, even an adult must be unable to move, even if he is a soul warrior with level nine soul power.

As for the person who blocked him, of course.

Xiao Wu!

Xiao Wu was now wearing a Gothic outfit, with her slender calves raised high above the hem of the skirt. What was a pity was that Xiao Wu also wore a layer of shorts under the skirt, so nothing could be seen.

After that, Xiao Wu also pouted her lips in annoyance.

"If I had known I wouldn't have bought this set of clothes yesterday."

The child holding the sword wanted to rush over, but An Qing said to him calmly.

"I advise you to surrender. Look behind you."

"Wha...what?"

The child holding the sword looked back.

In the meantime, Ning Rongrong was tightly trapped by the blue silver grass, and was pressed to the ground with tears in her eyes. The werewolf child just turned into a cocoon, and the figure was no longer visible.

Faced with this dilemma, the child whose martial soul was a long sword also swallowed his saliva.

How long has it been since my teammates gave them away?

But he still didn't flinch and rushed forward!

The target is Anqing!

"Kill your auxiliaries first!"

Tang San and Xiao Wu looked at the child in surprise, when they wanted to stop him.

An Qing winked at the two of them.

[Don't interfere. ]

The two of them also stepped aside with smiles on their faces.

The boy with the long sword couldn't believe that the other party allowed him to break through the position so easily. He also stabbed Anqing with his sword in an instant!

He didn't have to worry about the sword hurting An Qing's life.

Academy soul masters are not vegetarians!

The sword thrust was very unfamiliar. An Qing stretched out his index finger and middle finger, and then closed his fingers lightly!

when!

Sparks fly! The long sword was suddenly caught by An Qing!

The boy with the long sword was in a dilemma, as if the sword was caught in iron pincers.

The boy looked at An Qing in horror.

Anqing said to him in an old-fashioned way.

"It's okay for a beginner, but it's not good for me."

After saying that, An Qing kicked the boy's wrist with his foot. The boy let go of the sword in pain. An Qing turned the sword upside down and snatched it away. He pointed the sword straight and steadily at the boy's neck and laughed.

"Admit defeat."

The boy's pupils trembled. He was so shocked that he couldn't even recall the long sword. What was even more strange was that there was a sense of joy in the martial soul.

It seemed Anqing felt more comfortable holding it than his master did.

In desperation, the boy could only admit defeat.

"I lost."'

The children watching suddenly let out a series of lamentations.

"How do you fight?!"