My Wuhun of Douluo is the Four Holy Beasts

Chapter 47 The horror brought by Ye Fan

Then two groups finished fighting one after another, and finally it was the turn of Ye Fan's group and Yu Yang's group.

Now two groups have been eliminated on the field, leaving only three groups including Ye Fan, who has not played a game.

There were no accidents in the battle. Under Xing Mei's supervision, she would take action immediately when she judged how far the two parties were.

Both groups came on stage. Although the Yu Yang group had already played one game before, they had also recovered during the time the other groups were playing.

Two groups entered from two entrances. This was the most eye-catching game today.

Even Feng Qingtian, who had been regretful after losing, reluctantly raised his head and looked at the stage.

"Ye Jun, Wuhun Feiyan, a sixth-level soul warrior, please give me some advice." Ye Jun activated his Wuhun, and he immediately flew into the air, one foot above the ground.

Feiyan's martial spirit may not be of high quality, but it's better because it can fly!

Flying is a skill that most soul masters dream of, because this skill means that the soul master himself will not be affected by terrain factors.

Only Ye Jun himself knows that although he can fly, flying consumes soul power all the time. Although it does not consume much, he does not store much soul power.

There is an unspoken rule in battles between soul masters. They will report their names and simple information to their opponents.

Except that Feng Qingtian didn't retaliate because he looked down on them, violating this rule, another one also repaid them.

Yu Yang also stomped on the ground: "Yu Yang, a martial soul lone wolf, a sixth-level attack-type soul warrior, please give me some advice."

They announced their names one by one, and when it was Ye Fan's turn, he twisted his head, and his neck was twisted so hard that the bones cracked.

"Ye Fan, Wuhun Qinglong, a level 23 attack-type battle soul master, please give me your advice." He shouted loudly and revealed his name.

However, his words immediately aroused the surprise of everyone present.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, didn't he return level 21 yesterday? Is he level 23 today?" Someone asked this question that everyone noticed.

But no one answered or explained his doubts, because at this moment, everyone was in a state of confusion.

Even the head teacher Xing Mei is like this.

Feeling that he was really exuding the aura of level 23 soul power, for a long time, even if there were 1 people in her heart who couldn't believe it, she had to bow to reality.

Xing Mei's expression, which had always been calm, finally changed. She frowned slightly, her expression a bit bitter: "She is really a person with such powerful talent that it makes people jealous."

"No wonder he was chosen as the disciple by the Pope. Such a talent is simply unheard of."

She considers herself well-informed. Even though she is still young, in fact, she is already past her forties.

When a soul master cultivates to a certain level, his life will be prolonged and he will be able to maintain youthfulness and beauty, etc. It is not too difficult.

She has been devoted to education since she was 20 years old. She spent more than [-] of the most important years of her life at Wuhundian Academy.

Among them, there are countless students who have been taught by his subordinates. They are people with average talents, but through their own hard work, they finally reach the top.

There are also students who are talented and work equally hard.

But even so, reaching level [-] at the age of six, let alone rising to two levels in one day, was unheard of and unthinkable to her.

She was not worried that the other party would make such great progress through some wrong channels. After all, he was a disciple of the Pope. If he did this, she would definitely be the first to know.

Given his importance to the Pope and the entire Wuhun Palace, it is impossible to allow him to do this.

"Thousand-year soul ring." Before the shock in her heart calmed down completely, she glanced at the purple soul ring on his body that shone with a strange light, and couldn't help but take a breath.

How many secrets about him have yet to be exposed...

This is a monster, this is a monster, he is not a human being!

Others were also dumbfounded. The first soul ring was a thousand-year soul ring. How could this be possible?

"The absorption limit of the first soul ring is 423 years. How could he absorb it over more than 500 years?"

A scholar who was obsessed with martial soul theory once conducted a professional study on the number of years a soul master can absorb a soul ring and came to the conclusion:

The soul master's absorption limit for the first soul ring is 423 years, and the second soul ring is 760 four years.

Ye Fan in front of him completely defeated their common sense, which was equivalent to defeating the existence they had believed in for a long time. He suddenly showed more tyrannical strength than the existence they believed in.

Everyone present, including Xing Mei, felt that their world view was completely destroyed.

"Thousand-year soul ring?" Feng Qingtian looked at the ring shining with strange purple, and he was a little distracted.

His four teammates were also taken aback, Shitou, who had a simple and honest look on his face, immediately smiled naively: "Haha, I didn't expect that our squad leader's first soul ring is a thousand-year soul ring. It seems that we will definitely win this battle! "

His words were full of confidence, which shows how much a thousand-year soul ring can determine in this kind of battle situation.

Jinli's eyes widened as well. Even though she was shy by nature and rarely agreed in front of many people, she still held back one word in her mouth at this moment: "Awesome."

"Don't let your guard down. When a lion fights a rabbit, he must use all his strength. When the time comes, the boat will capsize in the gutter."

Seeing how confident they all were, they didn't even know how to write when typing, so they couldn't help but remind them.

Everyone on their side felt as if they had received reassurance, while those on the opposite side, Yu Yang and others, felt as if they had been ruthlessly poured cold water on them, with ice cubes mixed in the cold water.

One of them was a little taciturn, obviously, they were all shocked by the huge gap between the two parties.

"Can we really defeat them?" Someone couldn't help but say: "They still have a thousand-year soul ring..."

It wasn't that he was timid before fighting, or that he wanted to undermine his partners' self-confidence. It was just that his thousand-year soul ring was too terrifying.

Level 23, plus a thousand-year soul ring, is enough to explain a lot.

The atmosphere seemed a little lifeless. In the end, Yu Yang saw that the team was about to lose their fighting spirit and hurriedly spoke to cheer everyone up: "What are you afraid of? His four teammates have only the highest level seven soul power. Our lowest soul power is level seven. He leads Let go of the burden, we have hope!"

He knew that the number of soul masters did not determine victory or defeat, but for the sake of the team's fighting spirit, he still said so.

"Yes, Yu Yang is right. Being timid before fighting is a cowardly act!" Someone echoed loudly: "Is it possible that you want to be a coward?"

Being so aroused by him, other people's hearts also burned with unyielding flames.

We are all students of Wuhundian Academy, why will we definitely lose to you?

I am also the hope of the whole village!

"We will definitely win them, no matter how difficult the process is!"

"Yes."

……

Seeing the team's fighting spirit being aroused, Yu Yang also breathed a sigh of relief and was infected by their confidence.

"That's right, even if we lose, we still have to eat a piece of meat from him!"

(End of this chapter)