Douluo: I Am Not an Evil Soul

Xiao Longnu quickly returned to the waiting area and gave Wang Yan a questioning look: "Teacher Wang, I'll go first."

Wang Yan shook his head: "Currently, the only news that other teams have received is that you and Ling Luochen are team members over 15 years old. Moreover, the number of Xuetong's soul rings has been exposed. In order to better conceal his strength, Xuetong The first one, Beibei the second, He Caitou the third, and Xu Sanshi the fourth. If you haven’t won yet, you can do it again in the fifth. And, Xu Sanshi, you have to remember that in the individual competition, even if Even if you lose, you are not allowed to use the fourth soul skill! That is our trump card!"

Although Wang Yan is not very strong, his tactical arrangements are still well thought out.Xiao Longnu also nodded and returned to her seat.

Xue Tong smiled and said proudly: "Don't worry, it's up to me!" After saying that, he walked towards the competition stage.

The No. 1 student sent by the Mingdu Soul Master Academy is a chubby little man with a round face and a pair of squinty eyes. His dark skin shows his pure bloodline from the Sun and Moon Continent.

"Both sides retreat and listen to my command. Remember! You are not allowed to use fixed soul cannons and other highly lethal soul tools that rely on materials to win." As he said that, the referee gradually walked to the edge of the ring.

"The game begins!" the referee shouted, and the man had already left the ring.

The little fat man was worthy of being a student of the Mingdu Soul Instructor Academy. He reacted extremely quickly and released his martial soul immediately, two yellow and two purple. He was a Soul Sect level expert.

He raised two thumb-thick metal tubes with both arms, and carried a calf-thick soul guide cannon on his shoulders.

Obviously he is a long-range offensive soul mentor, and this little fat man has met Xue Tong and knows that Xue Tong is also a "long-range offensive soul mentor". Although he thinks that he cannot use the fifth-level soul guidance turret, he He didn’t even think about winning, he mainly focused on consuming the opponent’s soul power!

However, in his eyes, Xue Tong, who was regarded as a "long-range attack soul master", suddenly stepped on the ground with his right foot the next moment the referee announced the start of the game, and rushed towards him like an arrow off the string. He came over and arrived in front of him in an instant.

Halfway through the rush, the strangely matched four soul rings, two purple and two black, gradually appeared.

Xue Tong's right hand turned into a claw and reached straight for the little fat man's shoulder.A long-range soul master suddenly reported a speed comparable to that of an agility-type soul master. The little fat man was so shocked that he hurriedly released his soul shield.

Seeing that this claw was about to fail, Xue Tong's expression remained unchanged, he put his left foot on the ring, then turned his body straight, and with the acceleration of the rotation of his left arm, he hit the opponent's soul directly with an eight-pole turning elbow. on the guide shield.

Kacha~

There was a crisp sound, and the fourth-level soul shield had no effect at all.Shattered by one blow!

Xuetong stretched out his right hand again, grabbed the pulse gate at his wrist, and exerted force. The little fat man felt a numbness spread from his right arm to his whole body. Suddenly, there was no trace of strength, and his whole body went limp.

The right paw grasped his veins, the left hand clasped his waist and abdomen, and he directly raised it above his head. With a hard swing, he hit the soul shield around the ring, and then fell heavily to the ground!

silence!

The arena was deathly silent.

No one expected that the battle would be over in just a few breaths of time, without even a soul skill being released by either side.

"Next!" Xue Tong stood on the ring with his hands behind his back!

The students at the Mingdu Soul Master Academy were dumbfounded. They never expected that a long-range soul master would suddenly become an offensive soul master. His close combat ability was so terrifying, it was simply off guard.

Captain Lu Jun paused for a moment, lowered his head and whispered a few words to a team member next to him.

Then, the man jumped up and quickly entered the competition ring.

"Mingdu Soul Master Academy, Ling Tian!"

"Shrek, Snow Boy."

The referee immediately ordered: "The game begins."

.....

Ling Tian's fighting style is completely different from that of the little fat man. There are a pair of short blades on both sides of his thighs. At this time, he dives forward, reaches out with his hands, and two short blades appear in his hands.

The first of the five soul rings, two yellow and three purple, shone brightly, and the short blade that was as long as a foot suddenly lit up with a dazzling incandescent light. The sword's light actually reached out to be more than a foot long, and it went straight to slash at Xue Tong.

The corner of Xue Tong's mouth curled up slightly, Ha!Melee soul mentor?

"Dangdangdang——"

In an instant, Ling Tian's short blade collided hard with Xue Tong's heavenly silk soul-guiding gloves several times, causing bursts of sparks to strike.

Generally speaking, the soul ring addition of a melee soul master is a kind of amplification to one's own body, which greatly improves one's speed, strength, soul power, defense, etc., while the source of the strength of a melee soul master is his own close body. Combination of fighting skills and the power of the soul guide itself.

Basically, the attack method is similar to that of a weapon soul fighting soul master. They just use soul guides to make up for the lack of attack ability of their own martial souls.

Xue Tong couldn't see what his martial soul was, nor what the effects of his soul skills were, but did it have a big impact?No!When it comes to close combat skills, who among his peers can match Xuetong?

Ling Tian's five soul rings, two yellow and three purple, flashed alternately one after another, and his speed and strength suddenly increased greatly. Under his violent attack, Xue Tong was forced to retreat one after another. In the eyes of the audience, Ling Tian It seems to have gained the absolute upper hand.

But Ling Tian, ​​who was on both sides of the battle, knew that every time his short blade came into contact with his opponent's hands, his own jaw would hurt. After dozens of times, even his own jaw would break and bleed.

Okay, okay, great strength!What should I do? Although my attack is strong, it does not cause any harm to my opponent. On the contrary, my soul power is consumed hugely!

Ling Tian was secretly surprised.Just as Xue Tong didn't know what his martial soul was, he also didn't know what Xue Tong's martial soul was.

How could Ling Tian know the horror of his own martial soul? Xue Tong was in the third soul skill, the continuous state of rampage.

Although he is still in the fourth ring on the surface, his soul power, speed, strength, etc. are all superior to those at the Soul King level at this moment.

Even Ling Tian's pair of level five soul guides-short blades were inferior to Xue Tong's level six sky silk gloves.

Whether it was his own strength or his soul guide, Ling Tian was not as good as Xuetong. In addition, the attacking side often consumed more energy than the defending side.So after dozens of moves, Ling Tian's offensive suddenly dropped sharply.

Comparatively speaking, Xue Tong's soul power consumption is basically very small, less than [-]%. The main consumption is the power of the burning blood of the rampage. This is also the core of Xue Tong's tactics to reduce soul power consumption.

There are seven people on the other side. If I want to persist longer, what I want is not to win faster, but to achieve greater results with the minimum consumption!

...

Sure enough, when Ling Tian's energy consumption was too great and his momentum dropped sharply, Xue Tong only needed one violent burst and counterattack to directly determine the winner!

Looking at Ling Tian flying out of the ring, Xue Tong still stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly in the same tone as before:

"next."