The beginning of Douluo: Chaos Qinglian

"Bah bang bang." There was a sound of applause from the door of the classroom.

A man with an indifferent face walked in and said, "Well said! With the power of the martial soul, it can suppress people with similar soul power to the point where they cannot move. With just one look, he was knocked down. Soul Master’s Yan is truly extremely talented!”

Seeing the teacher coming in, the previously chaotic class suddenly became quiet, and all eyes were focused on the podium.

"Junior brother, he is our teacher named Yu Lingfeng. He is a level 79 soul saint. Her personality is indeed very special, but don't look at his cold face, but he only looks like this during class. He is easy to get along with when he is not in class." Hu Liena whispered to Zhong Yan next to her.

"Are you Zhong Yan?" Yu Lingfeng asked.

Facing Yu Lingfeng's question, Zhong Yan nodded.

Seeing Zhong Yan admitting, an unusual look flashed in Yu Lingfeng's eyes, "Self-study in the morning, practical assessment in the afternoon!"

Yu Lingfeng left these words and then left the classroom.

……

At 2.30 pm, Yu Lingfeng appeared at the door of the classroom on time.

"At the actual combat training ground, I will give you 3 minutes. Those who are late will run a hundred laps around the academy. Each additional second will increase the number of laps."

With that said, she left the classroom.

The next second, the whole classroom exploded, and everyone rushed out like huskies whose nature had been liberated. Hu Liena and others were no exception. Originally, Zhong Yan planned to walk away slowly, but Hu Liena grabbed his hand. With his hands, he had no choice but to keep up.

When Zhong Yan and others all arrived at the actual combat training ground, You Yuxin's figure also arrived.

"Great, no one is late."

You Yuxin walked to the middle of the training ground and said calmly: "This actual combat exercise adopts a lottery system, 1 to 1, the loser is eliminated, and the winner advances. The final winner does not need to participate in the afternoon training, and the top ten can be relieved. The amount of training, but after the top ten, I will let you know the consequences of not practicing hard."

"Come on, let's draw lots!"

Yu Lingfeng waved his hand lightly, and the forty small notes in his hand flew up.

Then everyone picked their own numbers, and Zhong Yan also picked his own number "No. 20". Seeing this, Zhong Yan relaxed.

因为这一次的对战方式是1号对40号、2号对39号、3好对38号这种方式，而钟焉则是最后一个出场的，所以他丝毫不慌。

Hu Liena's number is No. 3. Her opponent is a small character. Don't worry, she will win easily.

The eldest uncle Xie Yue also won the victory easily. As for the performance of the others who had little experience, they were quite satisfactory.

As luck would have it, his opponent was Yan in the morning.

Yan walked up to Zhong Yan and whispered: "I shouldn't have said arrogant words to you in the classroom this morning. I apologize to you for my behavior this morning. Although you are a disciple of His Majesty the Pope, I will not give up my love." Hu Liena, in this competition we all put aside our identities and fight like men."

Yan's words made Zhong Yan think highly of him. Although he was four old lickers, at least he was a man and dared to act.

Zhong Yan nodded and said, "Come on."

Yan obediently went to the other side of the training ground and said: "Yan, the Martial Soul Flame Lord, the level 35 assault type Battle Soul Lord." Reporting his Martial Soul and level, this represents a formal challenge.

At his feet, three soul rings rose, two yellow and one purple.

Zhong Yan said: "Zhong Yan, the Martial Spirit Ancestral Dragon, is a level 24 powerful attack spirit master."

Under his feet, two shining haloes rose one after another, rising quietly, and between the two purple soul rings, the surging soul power formed a wave-like pressure and hit his face.

"Two thousand-year soul rings!" Yan exclaimed, his eyes suddenly becoming more panicked.

All the students exclaimed, "Why is the first soul ring a thousand years old?"

"What a terrible talent."

……

"The first soul skill, hell magma rush."

A piece of lava appeared under Yan's feet. He raised his foot and stepped down. Three rocks wrapped in magma rose into the air. Then Yan punched the rock towards Zhong Yan.

Zhong Yan quickly retreated, the wind coming from his feet, and he dodged Yan's attack.

"The third soul skill, the flames of hell." Seeing that the attack was ineffective and Zhong Yan dodged it, Yan also activated his strongest soul skill.

A blazing flame shot out from Yan's martial spirit, and the air temperature gradually increased.

"The second soul skill, Emperor Dragon Battle Body."

Zhong Yan activated his second soul skill without hesitation, and a pair of yellow armor appeared on Zhong Yan. His defense doubled and his strength increased by 20.00%.

The flames hit Zhong Yan's armor. When the flames dissipated, the Flame Lord's flames did not cause any damage to Zhong Yan's armor.

Zhong Yan took out the spear used in training from the moon ring in his hand, swung it in the air, kicked off his feet, and his body full of explosive power came to Yan in an instant.

Zhong Yan swept the spear in his hand, and the huge force made a crackling sound in the air.

Yan had no time to react and crossed his arms in front of his chest before being shot away by Zhong Yan.

Although he was swept away by Zhong Yan, it still gave him time to breathe, "The second soul skill, Granite Rock."

I saw that Yan's body was covered with granite rocks.

Zhong Yan watched Yan being swept away without stopping his offensive, and followed up again, simply thrusting forward without any fancy words.

"Pfft." The spear passed through the granite armor on Yan's body, and the huge force directly shattered it.

"Pfft." Yan retreated several meters, spitting out a lot of blood from his buckle, and Yan was seriously injured with just one blow.

Yan said with difficulty: "I...I admit defeat."

After saying that, he fainted and fell to the ground.

Looking at Yan who was unconscious on the ground, Yu Lingfeng said quickly: "Zhong Yan wins this game! Song Bing A, Cannon Fodder B, you two go and send Yan to the infirmary."

At this moment, the system that had been idle for a long time sounded the voice in Zhong Yan's mind again.

"Ding, the side mission has been refreshed: Challenge the level 79 attack-type battle spirit Saint Jade Lingfeng and defeat him. The reward will be the soul-severing gun fight and the body skills of Phoenix Dance for Nine Heavens."