In Douluo, I became General Thunderbolt

The first round of competition was all over, and Mo Xiaojiu finally got a moment of rest.

In the spectator seats, Yang Wudi treated Mo Xiaojiu's wounds, and Mo Xiaojiu grimaced in pain.

When Mo Xiaojiu's wounds were treated, Bibi Dong also ended her three-round duel.

The whole round of competition was highlighted by one fast move.

The length of three games was not as long as Mo Xiaojiu's one game.

Bibi Dong quickly ended the battle without even using her martial spirit, each time with one punch.

The gap between the second round and the first round made the guests and heads of various sects in the audience look at each other.

This feeling hasn't come up yet, so why is it over? Isn't it too soon?

Looking at Bibi Dong on the court, Mo Xiaojiu moved his shoulders a little, and the pain was greatly relieved.

"Thank you, Yang Wudi."

Yang Wudi looked at Mo Xiaojiu and said calmly: "Go and win first place."

"I will."

When Mo Xiaojiu walked towards the spirit fighting arena, there was a lot of discussion in the audience.

"Do you think this girl can accomplish the feat of one wearing four?"

"Fighting three times in a row, each round consumes a huge amount of energy. No matter how hard she condenses her soul power, she will still only be able to reach more than ten levels."

"I see it hanging."

"One thing to say, indeed."

"What's more, the opponent in this last round is the Pope's personal disciple, Her Royal Highness the Saint."

"Since His Majesty the Pope dares to take out a soul bone as the final reward, he must be full of confidence in His Highness the Saint's strength."

"Now it seems that this arrangement is also to build momentum for Her Royal Highness the Saint."

"Tsk tsk-"

"It's not a pleasant feeling to defeat three strong enemies in a row, only to find out in the end that you are making wedding clothes for someone else..."

In the spirit fighting arena, Mo Xiaojiu and Bibi Dong looked at each other and smiled.There was no tense atmosphere between the two of them, and they even seemed a little calm.

"Xiaojiu, are your injuries okay?"

Mo Xiaojiu looked over her shoulder, tapped her chin with her jade finger, and looked thoughtful.

"Although it hurts a little, it's okay to beat you again."

"I just hope you won't be killed by me again."

Bibi Dong snorted lightly.

"Now I want to take revenge for last night!"

The two did not deliberately lower their voices, so everyone present heard them.

What do you mean?

Does it mean that Her Royal Highness the Saint was beaten by Mo Xiaojiu last night?

This girl must be too courageous... She even dares to beat up the Saint, and she's still on the territory of Wuhun Palace.

good guy...

This is really a mother heifer taking a sauna - so awesome!

Yang Di looked at the spirit fighting arena and asked calmly: "Wen Gui, who do you think has a better chance of winning in this competition?"

"As a father, of course I hope Xiaojiu can win, but in this case, Xiaojiu is afraid..."

Yang Di seemed a little surprised. Mo Wengui had never shown any worry from the beginning, but this last scene seemed so heavy.

"Oh, why did you say that?"

"I don't know either, but my intuition tells me that it will be difficult for Xiaojiu to win this competition."

Mo Wengui frowned slightly and unconsciously looked in the direction of Pope Qian Xunji. Qian Xunji was drinking tea calmly and seemed really not worried at all.

Mo Wengui thought to himself, does Her Highness the Saint really have any powerful means?

Even if it were true, Mo Xiaojiu's true soul power was level [-]. Logically speaking, there was no need to worry at all, but Mo Wengui just felt uneasy.

Looking at the fighting arena again, Mo Wengui's expression was no longer calm this time, and his big hands fell on his knees and rubbed them repeatedly.

Xiaojiu…

"You can activate the martial spirit."

came the emotionless voice of the referee.Mo Xiaojiu held onto her dream.Bibi Dong had a layer of purple armor attached to her body.

If we compare weapon souls and beast souls in the early stage, most beast souls will have an absolute advantage in the battle.

Especially when the level is low and there are few soul rings, this advantage becomes more obvious.

The beast spirit can possess the soul master to improve it in all aspects, but the weapon spirit does not have this ability at all. When the spirit cannot amplify the spirit master, the number of soul skills is the same, and the weapon spirit soul master must improve his own ability. Only by tempering his skills can he be able to fight.

In the later stages, as the soul master's understanding of the weapon soul deepens and the soul ring increases the weapon's effect, the weapon soul soul master will gradually become stronger than the beast soul master.

Of course, this is only in most cases.

For the top beast martial souls and weapon martial souls, the difference between the two is actually the soul master himself.

After all, even if it is the same top-level martial spirit, there will be a huge gap depending on the user.

"Game start!"

The moment the referee's voice sounded, Bibi Dong was the first to take action.However, it did not rush towards Mo Xiaojiu, but moved lightly around the spirit fighting arena with Mo Xiaojiu as the center.

Mo Xiaojiu did not rush to launch an attack, but held a long knife and waited patiently.

This is the first time the two have competed in public, so both their fighting mentality and moves are different from those in private.

In Mo Xiaojiu's previous three battles, Bibi Dong had seen many moves and techniques that she had not seen last night, so she was relatively well prepared.

As for Mo Xiaojiu, he seemed to be very passive. After all, Bibi Dong had not even used martial arts in the three battles, and in addition, he defeated the enemy with one move, so there was no reference value at all.

As the saying goes, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you be victorious in every battle.And Bibi Dong has been waiting for work.

The time, place and people are all on Bibi Dong's side.

This scene was really difficult for Mo Xiaojiu.

The people in the audience were all watching the soul fighting arena attentively, eager to know who would receive the final soul bone reward.

Bibi Dong suddenly smiled lightly at Mo Xiaojiu and said, "Xiaojiu, you are an attack type soul master, why are you so timid now?"

"Is your soul power really going to be exhausted?"

Mo Xiaojiu remained unmoved by Bibi Dong's teasing (not) provocation.

"Aren't you also a force-attack type?"

"Then I'll come~"

Bibi Dong is as quiet as a virgin and as active as a rabbit.

In one breath, he was already in front of Mo Xiaojiu.

The delicate jade hand came towards Mo Xiaojiu's pretty face, but Mo Xiaojiu just turned his head slightly and avoided it.

The long sword slashed, and a powerful wave of soul power came from Bibi Dong's body. The purple armor became darker, and she actually had to resist the sword at the cost of a lot of soul power.

Although Mo Xiaojiu doesn't know all of Bibi Dong's moves, she still has plenty of soul power, so she can spend it freely now.

In Mo Xiaojiu's view, this soul power is the same as money. The purpose of saving it in the early stage is to disperse it when necessary.

Since you want to get the first place, then get it gorgeously.

Purple thunder and lightning flashed, and Mo Xiaojiu's slashes sped up. For a moment, the entire fighting spirit field seemed to be covered by her thunder and lightning.

The hearty slashing reminded Mo Xiaojiu of the feeling of honing his sword skills in the pure land. At this moment, Mo Xiaojiu's energy and spirit were miraculously sublimated.

The way of the sword has not improved for half a month, and I have made a breakthrough...

Everyone in the audience was stunned.

Is this really a competition rather than a practice?

The white-haired old man from before simply lay down, like a front wave that was beaten to death on the beach by the back wave, unwilling to get up again.

Mo Wengui stroked his beard, he had begun to doubt life.

After spending sleepless nights and forgetting to eat and sleep, he realized that Feijian finally reached the realm where man and sword merged into one. Then it would be better for Mo Xiaojiu to go to the innate realm.

The sword skills he learned through hard training are not as good as the inheritance that Mo Xiaojiu received.

Now, even the swordsmanship gained from diligent practice was overwhelmed by Mo Xiaojiu's ordinary competition.

He can't take it!

However, Mo Xiaojiu showed her powerful talent in public.Mo Wengui was no longer worried.

After all, there are those who are jealous and those who are cherished.

Although the Mo family is not big, no one dares to really ignore it.Naturally, there are also people who want to join forces with it.

The long knife struck the purple armor on Bibi Dong's upper body. The feeling on Mo Xiaojiu's hand suddenly became very subtle, as if the long knife had sunk into a soft sponge.

But the strange thing is that visually there is no dent in Bibi Dong's armor, and the long knife just touches it normally.

what on earth is it?

With the mentality of trying again, Mo Xiaojiu slashed again, but it was still the same.

It hadn't happened just now, why suddenly...

When confused, Mo Xiaojiu felt a little weak.

The fluctuations in soul power on her body also stopped abruptly, Bibi Dong's first soul ring shone, and her first soul skill was activated.

Devour!

As the swallowing effect started, Mo Xiaojiu also reacted.

She is poisoned!

But when did you get poisoned?

Suddenly, Mo Xiaojiu realized something.

It's that wound!

No wonder she didn't take the initiative to activate the first soul skill when she was sparring with Bibi Dong. It turned out that she had strict requirements on the activation effect.

Mo Xiaojiu's eyes darkened, and he fell towards Bibi Dong, then leaned on Bibi Dong's fragrant shoulder.

Qianxunji watched all this quietly, he was very satisfied with Bibi Dong's performance today.

Just when the referee stood up to announce the result, Mo Xiaojiu opened his eyes, a powerful purple light shining in his eyes.

Bibi Dong felt the powerful aura emanating from Mo Xiaojiu, and there was a bit of surprise on her pretty face.

how can that be! ?

Mo Xiaojiu slowly opened his palm, and a small red spider crawled quickly.

Looking at the little spider, Bibi Dong asked in confusion: "Were you just pretending?"

"Hehe~"

Mo Xiaojiu flipped his palm, and the little spider could only change its direction and continue crawling, but no matter how it crawled, it could not escape from Mo Xiaojiu's palm.

"I just think it's impossible for you to activate the devouring effect of your first soul skill on me out of thin air."

Bibi Dong grabbed Mo Xiaojiu's little hand, and the little spider finally returned to its owner as he wished.

"How on earth did you discover it?"

"I didn't notice it. I just saw it when I fell down."

"Ok?"

Bibi Dong subconsciously raised her hand to touch her ear. There was only a little moisture there, but other than that, there was nothing.

Looking at the little spider in her hand, Bibi Dong blinked, her long eyelashes fluttering, and then she looked at Mo Xiaojiu in disbelief.

"Then aren't you now..."

Mo Xiaojiu's face was as pale as snow. She fell towards Bibi Dong, her whole body pressed against Bibi Dong.

"You already know, why don't you quickly remove the devouring effect."

"If this continues, I will really be sucked dry by you..."

Listening to Mo Xiaojiu's weak voice, Bibi Dong wanted to laugh, but she didn't laugh after all.

Bibi Dong said angrily: "Is it interesting to hold on?"

"It's boring, but your expression just now was really interesting."

Bibi Dong pressed her small hand on Mo Xiaojiu's wound. The severe pain made Mo Xiaojiu frown.

"Can't you be gentler?"

"Who told you to lie to me!"

Soon, a small red spider crawled out of Mo Xiaojiu's wound.

These two spiders were summoned by Bibi Dong after activating her first soul skill.

The swallowing effect requires two little spiders to complete.

"Hurry up and help me, I can't stand still."

"Should that count me as the winner?"

"Is this how you want to win?"

"Do not want to."

"Mo family, Mo Xiaojiu Sheng!"

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