I hate Douluo

Chapter 239 Ineffective Protest

Ever since Duan Meng died in Dagu Town, Lan Qingfeng has been quietly practicing the Wuxin Sword Technique every day to experience the sword that shocked the world and made ghosts and gods cry.

Although after practicing for such a long time, I have not been able to completely master the Wuxin Sword Technique, but it can be regarded as a first glimpse of the door. I have mastered the basic sword style and true meaning, and the power of the Golden Crow can also exert part of its power.

"Those who use the sword are fearless and fearless. They are not limited to moves and do not avoid their sharp edges. They can cut off whatever the sword's intention points to. The flowing rivers can be cut off with one sword. The second form of the Wuxin Sword Technique can cut off the rivers with one sword."

Flames fluttered in Lan Qingfeng's eyes, and he clenched the Heaven-Pointing Sword with both hands. With one sword move, he moved forward fearlessly and slashed through.

"Chong!"

The Heaven-Pointing Sword was slashed out, and the sharp sword light instantly took away the burning flames on Lan Qingfeng's body, but it was not as majestic and unstoppable as the sword just now.

It was just a pure sword light that struck the huge Clear Sky Hammer crisply.

The crisp sound was as insignificant as the blow of a powerless child in front of the mighty Clear Sky Hammer.

"Qingfeng, get away quickly..."

"This kid has good qualifications, but he is so stubborn. Alas..."

"..."

"boom!"

Just when everyone was sighing and feeling sorry for Lan Qingfeng, the Clear Sky Hammer that hit Lan Qingfeng suddenly exploded in the air.

The sword light that had just been embedded in the Clear Sky Hammer's cultivation level actually cut it into two halves inch by inch, and then cut a deep ravine on the ground.

"puff……"

As the Clear Sky Hammer shattered, Tang San spurted out a mouthful of blood and was severely injured by Lan Qingfeng's sword light.

And the seven-in-one soul skill fusion also collapsed!

"Tang San, do you want to fight again?"

"Brother... mistress..."

"puff……"

The unwillingness in his heart made Tang San furious, and he vomited out another mouthful of blood. His body tilted and almost fell to the ground. Ma Hongjun on the side stepped forward in time to support Tang San.

"He actually broke Haotian's body? This is the Haotian Hammer, the best martial spirit weapon in the world!"

"What exactly is the weapon in his hand? I have never seen such a martial spirit on the mainland."

"..."

Lan Qingfeng destroyed Haotian's body. This was not only a victory in the battle, but also broke the Haotian Hammer's unshakable number one status in the world in the soul master's heart.

While everyone was talking and marveling, Sword Douluo had a heavy expression and said nothing. He just stared blankly at the arena, and the replay of Lan Qingfeng's sword that cut through the Clear Sky Hammer continued to play in front of him.

"I know, I finally know! The swordsman is fearless, the sword's heart is unquenchable, one sword can break all the laws in the world, and one sword can create the universe. If you have such an understanding of the sword at such a young age, you will definitely become a titled Douluo in the future. All these years of training have been in vain..."

"Uncle Jian, you..."

Sword Douluo raised his hand to stop Ning Fengzhi. He had nothing but admiration for Lan Qingfeng at the moment and did not want to hear any other comments.

"Snapped!"

The bluestone railing that Yu Xiaogang was holding on was scratched to pieces by him, and his eyes were even more murderous.

"Lan Qingfeng, how dare you hurt my brother!"

"Little dance..."

Xiao Wu's eyes were filled with anger, she just wanted to teach Lan Qingfeng a lesson, she couldn't listen to Tang San's dissuasion at all, her body was also shocked like her own.

"The third soul skill, teleportation!"

Xiao Wu suddenly appeared in front of Lan Qingfeng, which also shocked Lan Qingfeng. Faced with Xiao Wu's crazy attack, he could only barely resist.

Although Xiao Wu was injured, Lan Qingfeng was not feeling so well after the fierce attack just now.

"You bully my brother, I can't forgive you... The first soul skill, waist attack!"

"what……"

Lan Qingfeng was always on the verge of falling, how could he resist Xiao Wu's close jutsu.

"Bang! Bang! Bang..."

Xiao Wu's famous eight-level throw was used to its fullest extent by Lan Qingfeng, who screamed one after another.

The strange thing is that the power of Xiao Wu's eighth-level wrestling is far different from before. I don't know whether it is because of Xiao Wu's injury or because he deliberately showed mercy to Lan Qingfeng.

"The second soul skill, thorn restraint!"

Xiao Wu, who was attacking crazily, was restrained by Yao Zi's red flame thorns. Under the swing of the long vines, he was directly launched from mid-air to the ground.

"The fourth soul skill, the invincible golden body!"

"boom!"

Under the protection of the invincible golden body, Xiao Wu hit the ground hard, and the floor beneath her also fell into pieces.

Lan Qingfeng on the side also fell freely after losing Xiao Wu's attack. Fortunately, he was caught by Yao Zi's vines.

Looking at Lan Qingfeng, who was in his arms with a bruised nose and swollen face, he immediately became furious.

"Are you bullying us, Blazing Fire? The fourth soul skill, Rain of Thorns!"

"The first soul skill, freezing!"

Yao Zi and Shui Bing'er launched attacks at the same time. This was also because the relationship between Lan Qingfeng and them was no longer the same as before.

The sky is full of thorns, and the feet are restricted by ice. In addition, Shrek Academy is already exhausted. Facing Yao Zi, a soul sect with almost full soul power, there is no ability to resist.

"We admit defeat!"

At the critical moment under the thorns of the rain of thorns, Tang San and the others finally chose to admit defeat.

But at this moment, Yao Zi had no way to take back the rain of thorns that fell, and at the same time, he didn't want to take back the red flame thorns.

"when--"

With a slight tap of the scepter in Bibi Dong's hand, the rain of thorns that filled the sky became still in the air. As Yao Zi's soul power was withdrawn, the rain of thorns retreated and disappeared instantly.

"I declare that the winner of this competition is Blazing Fire Academy! In two hours, Blazing Fire Academy will compete with Wuhundian Academy for the championship and runner-up of this competition!"

"I... protest!"

With the support of Shui Bing'er and Yao Zi, Lan Qingfeng raised objections and was the first person who dared to openly defy the Pope's decision in public.

"What are you protesting about?"

Bibi Dong's face was expressionless, and her voice was still majestic and cold, as if she had expected Lan Qingfeng's actions.

"I protest that such a decision is unfair to our Blazing Fire Academy. We just had a battle with Shrek Academy. In such a short time, we will have to fight with Wuhundian Academy again. Doesn't this mean that we have to face each other at the same time? , Shrek and Wuhundian are two teams?"

Lan Qingfeng was arguing with reason. It was so obviously unfair. How could he endure it? Besides, the Pope in front of him was still Bibi Dong.

"The protest is invalid! If you don't want to compete, you can choose to give up, and Shrek Academy will compete for the championship!"

Bibi Dong didn't give any explanation at all, but gave a cold choice.

"His Majesty the Pope, are you finding it hard to convince the crowd? Don't you dare to fight the Wuhundian Academy team head-on?"

"Bold! The little soul sect dares to question the decision of Wuhun Palace and challenge the majesty of the Pope. Someone will come and expel him from Wuhun City!"

(End of this chapter)