The title of Douluo, Whitebeard, shatters the godhead

"What a collision."

Many Tianzhi-level and Tianwei-level students were secretly shocked. Sure enough, there was still a certain gap between them and Tiandou-level students. They thought that they could not achieve this level.

However, in the auditorium in front, Dugu Yan and others also noticed something strange.

"Then Shui Yue was able to withstand the explosion powered by Shen Yanmin's soul skills with just the strength of her arms, without even using any of her previous powers?"

"This kid is very extraordinary. He is just testing Shen Yanmin's score."

"Yes, I can see that he is very capable."

While they were talking, Shen Yanmin, who was exerting all his strength on the stage, also noticed something was wrong. The Shuiyue in front of him didn't seem to use all his strength at all. Could it be that it was just to test his strength?

The third soul skill: Mad Lion Domination Fist.

Thinking of this, Shen Yanmin also felt secretly resentful.

This Shuiyue is so abominable and arrogant. She is still testing him now. How can he endure this?

But he was also very strange. Every time he collided, it was like he was hitting an indestructible steel plate, and even his bones hurt.

"Since you are seeking death, you can't blame me."

Shen Yanmin showed a ferocious expression and roared. His powerful soul power was crazily injected into his fist. Then he let out a lion's roar that shook the sky and made the entire Soul Fighting Platform tremble.

A punch was thrown out, and a huge fist shadow roared out, followed closely by the phantom shadow of a violent male lion, like a wild lion coming out of its cage, with an astonishing momentum.

This is the soul ring skill that Shen Yanmin obtained from a thousand-year-old powerful gorilla. It is already extremely powerful and can crack the ground and destroy rocks, not to mention that he has also increased the power of the Mad Lion Fist by injecting more soul power.

Kacha~~

The crisp sound of broken glass resounded, and in the space in front of the Mad Lion Fist, dense spider web cracks spread, and then directly shook and exploded.

At that moment, Shen Yanmin saw the violent shock force of his own fist ripple out from the shadow of his fist, and the Mad Lion Fist collapsed directly, turning into phantom fragments and dissipating away.

His pupils suddenly shrank, and he only heard Shuiyue's voice faintly.

"This is the last one, let me show you my second soul skill."

Shen Yanmin suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and immediately used his second soul skill to strengthen his attributes, intending to use it to resist Shui Yue's attack.

I saw Shui Yue clasping his hands together, and his soul power surged out. A water wave that quickly rotated and rose into the sky like a tornado immediately enveloped his body. The water curtain was so spectacular that only a human figure could be vaguely seen in it.

The next moment, the violent water swirled out at an extremely fast speed, forming a huge whirlpool and sucking Shen Yanmin into it.

Under the control of Shui Yue, the violent water flow in the sky suddenly spread like a hanging waterfall, spreading wantonly and falling crazily.

Shen Yanmin's face darkened, and he had no choice but to defend with all his strength, but to no avail.

The violent water waves fell with lightning speed, engulfing him in an instant, constantly invading and washing away his body and bones, as if to tear his body apart.

Shen Yanmin's body was twisted in violent trembling, and his bones and muscles were continuously squeezed by the severe pain. His whole body was washed off the stage by the rushing water.

The shrill screams continued to echo in the spirit fighting arena.

As the water curtain in the sky slowly dissipated, Shui Yue's figure appeared again in the shocked eyes of everyone.

"Hoohoo~~"

Shuiyue breathed a long sigh of relief and showed a faint smile.

Seeing this scene, all the spectators present could not help but hold their breath, their hearts were beating fast, their eyes were wide open, and their faces were full of disbelief.

The entire Soul Fighting Arena fell into silence, with only Shen Yanmin's miserable screams still echoing in the Soul Fighting Arena.

This silence was broken with a burst of boiling screams and cheers.

At this moment, except for the students from Tiandou Class [-] and [-], all the other students were full of excitement and excitement.

"We won, that's great, I knew we would win!" Shen Jingbing shouted excitedly.

Wu Teng's face was also full of excitement: "Shui Yue is so awesome!"

"Water moon, water moon, water moon..."

The Tiandou Class [-] area in the auditorium erupted with roars like a mountain roar and a tsunami. All the students from Tiandou Class [-] stood up, danced and shouted, with faces full of pride and pride.

No one expected that the ending would be like this!

When countless people were not optimistic, Shui Yue killed Zhao Ge, Osman and Shen Yanmin of Class [-] in a one-on-three fight, bringing Class [-] the final victory!

At the same time, because of this victory, Class Three was able to gain an additional 50% training time in the mimetic environment.

The training speed bonus in the mimic environment is a huge benefit.

Not to mention, the actual fighting spirit competition is also extremely shocking and exciting.

Some are happy and some are sad.

Just like the student who was sitting in the bank setting up a gambling game, his face was covered with black lines and his face was ashen, and he wanted to slap himself hard.

The total number of gold soul coins bet was less than 1. As a result, Shuiyue's three strings had odds of 100:500, and someone else bet [-] gold soul coins. Now, he would directly pay out [-] gold soul coins. currency.

They were all children of nobles, and they could not be seen without looking up. He couldn't show off, so he could only secretly hate Shui Yue.

The noise was still boiling. From a special position in the auditorium in front, Dugu Yan stared blankly at Shui Yue's figure in the field, frowning slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

Next to her, Ye Lingling's cheeks were slightly red, her lips were smiling, and her eyes were filled with starlight, making her look extremely gentle and beautiful.

In the other four seats behind Ye Lingling and Dugu Yan, Osluo was expressionless and frowned; while Yu Feng and the Shi brothers were sitting there.

There was a hint of surprise.

As for the fourth prince Xue Beng, he stood up and disappeared into the spirit fighting field.

Just when everyone was excited, in an area with an excellent view, the chief education committee member and several teachers of Huangdou Academy were somewhat silent.

Yang Zhuoqi looked confused. He was still in a state of shock and had not yet come to his senses.

As for Tang Ao, he was stunned, standing stupidly, unable to say a word.

Meng Shenji glanced at the two of them, but also smiled and said nothing.

"My god, I'm too strong. Shuiyue is too strong."

It wasn't until this moment that Yang Zhuoqi, the instructor of Shuiyue Class, realized what he was doing. He was so excited that he couldn't help but swear.

Tang Ao, who couldn't see others being good, suddenly pursed his lips and sneered: "What are you so happy about? You are almost 11 years old, and you are only in the realm of a great soul master. What achievements can you make in the future?"

"So what? Even the great soul masters have killed the three soul masters of your second class, so why don't you just be so stubborn?"

Yang Zhuoqi was dancing and dancing, as if he no longer looked like a teacher.

"You..." Tang Ao was speechless for a moment, his face full of anger.

Meng Shenji also shook his head, then smiled lightly and said: "Tang Ao, admit defeat."