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In the Soul Fighting Arena of Tiandou Royal Academy, after Meng Shenji announced the official start of the competition, the voices in the audience gradually disappeared, the air pressure in the venue gradually increased, and the atmosphere became dull, like the last moment of tranquility before the storm.

The iron fences on both sides of the arena slowly rose, and two figures walked out of the dark corridor at the same time.

Dai Mubai was dressed in a white suit, with flowing blond hair. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his evil eyes were shining brightly as he stared at the figure walking opposite. His appearance caused a chorus of female voices in the audience to exclaim and praise. His appearance and The innate aristocratic temperament is in line with the aesthetics of the aristocratic female students of the Royal Academy.

He also waved to both sides, receiving louder cheers.

Looking at Mo, he was wearing a white vest, black shorts, and flip-flops. He was more than two meters tall, with dark skin, strong muscles, and a sultry face. His appearance was hard to find. It arouses other people's good impressions. When walking on the road, people can't help but shy away. At night, it stops children from crying.

"Hey, hey, why is it you?"

After seeing Dai Mubai's appearance clearly, Mo took out a hand from his trouser pocket and pointed at Dai Mubai, with an exaggerated smile on his face, his eyes slightly closed, revealing a disdainful look in his eyes and asked: "Isn't it right? , there is no one in your academy, why would you send a weakling like you to fight? Oops, I was thinking of having another fight with that arrow-throwing boy, but I didn’t expect that it would be you. If I defeat you, there will be no sense of accomplishment."

Dai Mubai gritted his teeth and stared at Mo, and sneered: "Sharp teeth, I hope you can still be so arrogant after a while."

"Hey, you dare to talk back. It seems that the fist a few days ago has not made you realize how weak you are." Mo clasped his hands together and said with a gloomy smile: "I hope you can hold on a little longer today, at least. If you want to warm up my body, don’t make the battle too boring.”

"Cut~"

Dai Mubai snorted coldly, looked at the referee, and signaled that the game could start.

The referee looked at the two men and signaled that both sides could summon martial spirits and get ready to start.

But the referee's eyes were red, and neither of them responded. The referee didn't know what they were doing. He hastily announced the start of the game, and then quickly left the ring.

Dai Mubai and Mo looked at each other flatly, their eyes sparking in the air. Normally, after the referee announced the start of the game, the fighting soul masters should summon martial souls and use soul skills to increase their power. Oneself, with the goal of defeating the opponent, engage in fierce confrontation.

Last night Dai Mubai went to Tang San to make up for his homework. Although the man in front of him had never used martial arts that day, Tang San could infer from the opponent's fighting style that he was of the same type as Dai Mubai, possessing beast martial arts. As a soul master of the soul attack system, Tang San relied on the fact that the opponent's strength was surprisingly strong, and his attacks were all based on fists.

Dai Mubai initially thought that since everyone was the owner of the beast martial soul, the battle would be very simple, just a competition of soul power, vigor, and martial soul.

But Tang San denied his idea. He told Dai Mubai that Mo's fighting skills were very strong, and his fighting consciousness was also terrible. If he struck recklessly and fought with the opponent, with Dai Mubai's current combat experience, it would be very difficult. You may get caught up in the opponent's fighting rhythm and be dragged down by the opponent.

Combat experience cannot be cultivated overnight, so Tang San's suggestion is to ask Dai Mubai not to make a move first, wait for the opponent to make a move, wait for the opportunity, stay the same to cope with the changes, and use defense to counterattack posture, forcing the opponent to disrupt his own rhythm, only in this way can he win.

"Hey kid, why don't you show your martial spirit? Do you want to admit defeat?"

The two looked at each other for about half a minute, and Mo took the lead and couldn't help but ask.

Dai Mubai raised his chin slightly, looked sideways and said silently: "Show me your martial spirit, are you worthy?"

Mo Mo was stunned for a moment, and then when he came to his senses, he laughed a few times and said coldly: "Crazy."

As soon as he finished speaking, his feet moved, silently running towards Dai Mubai with long strides. With the howling of the wind, he arrived in front of Dai Mubai and raised his fist to strike down.

This punch may seem ordinary, but in fact, the muscles in Mo's arm are congested and tense. After the fist hits the ground, his power will flow into the opponent's body like a torrent, causing a painful blow. A few days ago, judging from the damage of Dai Mubai's punch in the hotel, if Dai Mubai didn't use martial arts and was hit by his punch, he would either die or be injured.

However, how could he have expected that after Dai Mubai took the grass jelly two days ago, his body's strength would no longer be the same.

Dai Mubai calmly raised his arm and blocked his punch steadily. Mo's fist hit Dai Mubai's arm without even causing his arm to shake. It felt as if the power was acting on iron and stone. Although there was some damage to Dai Mubai, it was only a flesh wound.

"It hurts!" Dai Mubai groaned in his chest, anger burning in his eyes. When Mo Zai's fist was blocked, he showed an unexpected expression. While standing there in a daze, he suddenly raised his other fist and raised one An uppercut hit Mo's chin.

His power did not directly knock Mo away. Mo just raised his head with a dazed look on his face, but soon he realized that he had been beaten and quickly lowered his head, but when he lowered his head, a fist grew larger in front of his eyes.

boom.

A muffled sound exploded in his ears, and his ears were ringing.

In the audience, Shrek's side couldn't help but cheer when they saw Dai Mubai's two consecutive counterattacks hit the mark after resisting the opponent's heavy punch.

But they didn't know that Dai Mubai, who was in the ring, was already in trouble.

"Too hard!" Dai Mubai's two punches only gave him this feeling. The opponent's bones were as if they were filled with steel. When he hit the opponent with his fist, the opponent seemed to be fine, but his fist... Still feeling faint pain.

"asshole!"

Just as Dai Mubai was about to continue attacking, he suddenly heard a roar. When he heard the sound, there was a roar of wind beside his ears, and a fist hit his ears without any hindrance. In an instant, a fierce force filled his ears. Entering his brain, Dai Mubai's eyes were filled with stars, and his brain was as heavy as a stone hanging on it.

When he came to his senses, he was lying on the ground, facing the earth.

"drink!"

He had just taken a few breaths when he suddenly heard a loud roar from the back of his head. He quickly rolled away and landed a big foot on the original position of his head, creating a hole in the ground.

Dai Mubai saw it clearly. He was dumbfounded. He knew the hardness of the ring, but the other party actually broke the ring apart with only physical strength. This was something that he could not imagine at all, but it actually happened in front of his eyes.

He stood up in a hurry, and Mo took advantage of the situation to press forward. He kept waving his fists and landed on Dai Mubai, making a dull thud. Dai Mubai passively blocked him. He wanted to find a chance to counterattack, but the opponent didn't give him a chance at all.

At this moment, Dai Mubai deeply realized what combat experience was. Every attack made by the opponent seemed to be wild and unorganized, but he just couldn't find a chance to counterattack. Once he found that the opponent's body was empty, When he makes a counterattack, the opponent's fist can always be one step ahead of him, fall on him, and interrupt his attack.

After beating again and again, Dai Mubai's head was empty, leaving only a ball of paste. After another heavy punch, he realized that Tang San's suggestion was wrong. There was no way to counterattack any defense. Opportunity.

Soul masters should use martial arts methods to resolve battles. This is the right way!

His eyes turned red, and a tiger roar came from his throat. Mo's fist hit him in the face again, but this time, Dai Mubai did not block or dodge, letting his fist fall.

Bang!

Mo was stunned. His fist did not hit Dai Mubai, but was blocked by a layer of golden light.

"Enough is enough, it's my turn!"

Hearing Dai Mubai's words, Mo Mo looked up and saw that Dai Mubai's clothes had been stretched open. The swelling muscles tore cracks in the suit. From the cracks, white hairs came out. Look at Dai Mubai again. Mubai's face had long since disappeared, turning into a ferocious white tiger head with a majestic king character written on his forehead.

Mo felt bad and was about to withdraw his fist, but when he had just thought, Dai Mubai's hand turned into a tiger's claw and tightly clasped his arm. He raised his other fist, ready to counterattack, but Dai Mubai's fist He also hit him, the two collided, and there was a click, and pain came from his arm.

Dai Mubai grabbed his arm with one hand, and with the other hand, he made a fist with tiger claws, facing his wide open face, saying hello, punch after punch, falling without reservation, after the fourth punch fell , you can see the blood splashing with every punch that Dai Mubai makes.

Seeing Dai Mubai gain the advantage, the audience, whose fighting spirit was ignited by the fierce fight in the ring, cheered for joy as if they were the ones fighting in the ring at this time.

The same was true for the people from Shrek Academy, but Grandmaster and Tang San in their team had worried faces, and their eyes glanced at the Sun Academy team beside them.

There was no worry on the faces of those people, almost all of them kept a look of indifference. One of them was still beating up and feeling sleepy, as if the person who was beaten on the stage was not their teammate.

The abnormal performance of Sun Academy is only one aspect that worries Grandmaster and Tang San. Another thing they worry about is that even though Mo's face was beaten to a bloody pulp, his martial spirit has not shown up yet!

On the ring, Dai Mubai's tiger eyes were wide open, and his evil eyes were filled with the light of excitement and joy. He looked at the face that he had pushed to the ground and beaten wildly, and all the resentment that had been held in his heart for several days evaporated, and his strength He involuntarily increased his punches and landed several punches. Dai Mubai felt happier every time he picked up a blood flower.

He raised his tiger fist that was already full of blood again, and when he was about to drop it, a palm wrapped his fist. The palm was not strong, and it only blocked his fist for a moment. Dai Mubai's weak resistance made Dai Mubai He became even more excited, and his fist increased its strength again, but just when it was about to fall on Mo's face, both of his eyes felt a sting at the same time.

"what!"

Dai Mubai screamed in pain, jumped up and took a few steps back. He rubbed his eye sockets, his vision gradually recovered, and then looked at Mo. He maintained the lying posture, with two fingers on his right hand raised high. Obviously, this was The thing that just attacked him.

"Ahem, kid, your strength is pretty good!"

"It's just that you seem to lack some courage!"

Mo retracted his hand, supported the ground, and stood up slowly. His face was bloody, but he didn't care. He wiped the blood on his face, revealed his bright eyes, looked at Dai Mubai and said, "If you could just Hold back the sting of your eyes and punch me two more times, and I might be knocked unconscious by you, and you will win this game. Unfortunately, your cowardice makes you choose to retreat. This is not your first time. Back off.”

Looking at Mo's miserable face, Dai Mubai clenched his teeth and shouted: "If I can defeat you once, I can defeat you a second time."

As he spoke, he jumped out like a tiger hunting for prey and pounced on Mo. He flashed his claws and a purple soul ring shone beside him.

"White Tiger King Kong Transformation!"

After using the soul skill, Dai Mubai's whole body shimmered with golden brilliance. The power in his body increased greatly, and his aura surged. At this time, he was like a real bloodthirsty and brutal beast. When the tiger claw popped out, there was a sound The clear sound of the blade being unsheathed was heard, and the sharp tiger claws seemed to want to tear the person standing in front of him into pieces before he would give up.

Under the power of the tiger, Mo's expression was indifferent, black light emerged from his body surface, and his muscles began to swell, especially his arms became thicker and longer, almost twice as long as before, and a layer of growth appeared on the surface of his skin. There were black hairs as thick and long as needles, and a tuft of silvery hair on the back of his head.

"Silver-backed Copperbob!"

When he revealed his martial spirit, Tang San and the master's expressions suddenly changed. They recognized Mo's martial spirit and exclaimed at the same time!

The people around looked at the two of them and found that they were looking ecstatic.

The master smiled lowly and said: "The Silver-backed Brass Arm Monkey can only be regarded as an upper-middle-class martial spirit, while Dai Mubai's evil-eyed white tiger is a top-notch beast martial spirit. There is a big gap between the two. Although they are both soul masters, Dai Mubai's Mubai's soul power seems to be stronger than that of his opponent. If we look at the combat methods alone and his opponent is stronger than his martial soul, Dai Mubai will win completely."

The master definitely made a conclusion for the battle in the ring, and the others also understood what the master meant, that is, Dai Mubai would win for sure.

Everyone in Shrek couldn't help but look happy. Some people at Sun Academy also heard the master's voice, and they laughed, as if the master's conclusion was some big joke.

Everyone in Shrek looked over and saw that except Fang Mian, everyone else in Sun Academy had smiles on their faces.

The ones who smiled the happiest were a porcelain doll-like girl, and a plump and tall beautiful woman wearing a black wide-brimmed hat.

Everyone in Shrek frowned. Someone was about to say something, but they suddenly heard other viewers exclaiming.

They quickly turned to look at the ring, and saw that Dai Mubai, who was originally swooping down with dignity, had now grown to [-] meters and turned into a black-haired silver-backed long-handed ape. Mo grabbed his head with one hand and lifted it. In the air, his feet were dangling in a state of embarrassment, and the golden light on his body was fragmented, like a fish leaving the water and struggling desperately to survive.

"I never thought that the master who preached that there are no weak martial arts spirits, only useless spirit masters, this classic chicken soup master, would one day use the quality of martial arts spirits to judge the outcome of a battle~"

Everyone in Shrek looked at the beautiful woman who was speaking, unfolding a small black fan and fanning it gently.

The beautiful woman opened and closed her charming eyes, turned to look at them, without any fear, and said with a smile: "We at Sun Academy also have a similar saying, there are no weak martial spirits, only soul masters without money!"

Everyone in Shrek looked confused and didn't know what it meant, but the master soon answered it for them.

"Soul bone, it's actually a soul bone!" the master roared in horror.

Everyone looked towards the ring, grabbing Dai Mubai's Mo body. His legs, hands, torso and skull all lit up with brilliant light. Those rays of light came from the bones under the skin and flesh. Ordinary bones. How could it possibly shine? There is only one possibility, that person has a complete set of soul bone configurations!

"How...how is it possible? How much does it cost for a complete set of soul bones?"

Flanders, who was sitting next to the master, felt weak. He couldn't imagine how many gold soul coins it would take to assemble a suitable set of soul bones.

However, the soul bones on Mo's body were not very precious, at least to Fang Mian.

In his soul beast farm, you can harvest soul beast fruits once a year. You only need to kill these fruits to obtain soul rings. Moreover, the age of the soul rings is the same as before the soul beast tree turns into a seed, plus the age of the soul beast tree. Sunflower's influence increases the number of years by the same amount.

I don’t know if it is influenced by the Great Sun Golden Sunflower. One out of ten eight- or nine-thousand-year-old soul beast fruits can produce soul bones. Fang Mian is not very impressed by these soul bones that are less than ten thousand years old. Interested, so I sent them to Sun Academy and Roots.

The soul bone in Mo's body was obtained by his own efforts in completing the examination of Sun Academy.

"I said, after you cowardly choose to retreat, there is only one result left, and that is failure."

There was no laughter on Mo's orangutan's face, only serious indifference. He raised Dai Mubai to his own height, stared into his eyes, and said with hidden anger: "You guy, you obviously have an enviable top-level martial spirit." , but you have wasted your talent for no reason. That black-haired girl must be the object of your love. How stupid! You actually use your great youth to pursue the so-called love instead of trying your best to train and become stronger. It is simply stupid. To the extreme, do you know how many people long for a martial spirit as powerful as yours, but this is the only thing in the world that cannot be obtained through hard work, but you have it but don’t know how to cherish it. You are sorry for your martial spirit, and you are sorry for what God gave you. Talent, you really deserve to die.”

In the Sun Academy, there is no shortage of talented players with naturally powerful martial arts, but Mo is definitely not the same. Like most of his companions, he is a child brought out from the countryside by Fang Mian, but his talent is very ordinary, and his innate soul power is only At level five, if the classes were selected based on talent, he would not only have no chance to enter the direct class at the root, but he would also have no chance to join the class of the Sun Church Guards Corps that was about to be formed.

But Fang Mian gave him, or rather them, an opportunity to break through the limitations of martial arts through hard work. He invested resources and set up an effort ranking list. As long as your training volume ranks first, you can get rich rewards. rewards.

Since the list came out, Mo's training volume has been two to three times that of No. 2. He has ranked first on the list for five consecutive years, monopolizing all resources, climbing from ordinary classes to special classes, and then to the root line. He may not be the strongest student in the class, but he is definitely the hardest working one.

But the harder he worked, the more powerless Mo felt. The quality of martial souls still limited the soul master too much. When he spent twice as much or even twice as much time as his companions, the rewards he got were not as good as those who worked a little harder. His companions, some juniors younger than him are still chasing him behind him. To take his place, he can only work harder and keep accelerating his pace. He often resents himself for working so hard. Why is Wuhun only a silver back and a bronze back? Brachiris, but those guys with top-level martial arts can waste their time wantonly, having fun and falling in love!

He is a pure person who just wants to work hard to become stronger. He hates people who have better martial arts than him but don't know how to work hard and become weaker than him.

Dai Mubai's head was grabbed by Mo. He felt Mo's fingers growing in strength, as if they were going to crush his head. He felt fear. If he didn't act, he might be killed on the spot. He raised his hand and Bai Hu Fierce light waves.

A ray of white light shot towards Mo's eyes, and Mo did not dodge. The light on his face flickered and overflowed, condensing into a bone-colored beast mask on his face. After the white light was firmly blocked by the mask, the fear in Dai Mubai's eyes deepened. , he waved his tiger claws and wanted to attack Mo, but the next second, a terrifying sight made him completely despair.

On both sides of Mo's waist and on both shoulders, four groups of fluorescent lights shone. In the light, four long black-haired arms stretched out. Those four arms grabbed Dai Mubai's limbs and firmly imprisoned him in the air. Dai Mubai wanted to break free, but the four arms suddenly grasped, and the terrifying force almost crushed his bones. Although there was no real crushing, the severe pain still made Dai Mubai miserable.

Mo let go of his head, looked calmly at his eyes showing pain, and said: "I saw the fear in your eyes, don't worry, I won't kill you today, but I will let you remember your cowardice today, Your wantonness, your laziness, and your pursuit of things other than becoming stronger have brought you this fear that you will never be able to get rid of, because you are born a timid person, and you will always only escape and cannot defeat it. You who are afraid will eventually become a useless person under the pressure of fear!"

The silent voice was like the devil's whisper coming from the Nine Nether Abyss. Dai Mubai's consciousness gradually blurred. The severe pain was like cold chains, wrapping around his body and pushing him into the cold deep lake. Drag.

In front of his eyes, the appearance of his elder brother appeared. He was sitting on the throne, wearing a crown, pointing at him and laughing wildly, mocking his incompetence and laughing at his embarrassment. He turned his head and saw Zhu Zhuqing, She was in jail, with only despair in her eyes. When she looked at her, she showed an angry look and scolded herself for being cowardly and cowardly.

Dai Mubai's heart, like his sight, became darker and darker. Deep in his heart, there was only a desolate darkness. His person was tied up in circles by chains turned into pain, and finally became A chain silkworm chrysalis, unable to break free, and not wanting to break free at all.