The title of Douluo, Whitebeard, shatters the godhead

Lots of laughter.

Only Shen Jingbing and Wu Teng knew that Shuiyue was not stupid, but excited.

They had experienced Shuiyue's strong defense firsthand. They were clearly the attackers, but they were the ones hurting in the end.

"A bunch of bumpkins, look at Li Xingtong's expression, does it look like his attack is effective?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's pupils dilated and they turned their attention to Li Xingtong, whose face was full of shock.

"Is it possible... that Shuiyue wore anti-armor and the damage was reflected back?"

At this time, Li Xingtong's originally indifferent face was replaced by heaviness, and cold sweat was dripping from his forehead.

She didn't expect that even after she used her first soul skill, she couldn't break the opponent's defense. Instead, she felt a burst of pain, which was unparalleled in the world.

At this time, Shui Yue's face was calm and calm, and she was not affected at all.

Li Xingtong gritted her teeth and raised her feet again. She didn't believe this evil.

The second soul skill: giant wolf claws.

This is a soul skill that amplifies the claw attack. It relies on the high-speed movement of the body to charge up, and uses the sharp penetrating power of the wolf claws to tear the opponent's defense into pieces.

She has defeated many strong opponents with this move, so she is confident.

Kacha~~

But to her disappointment, just when her claws were about to touch the other person's body, she heard a harsh sound coming into her ears.

Then, a huge impact knocked her away.

"I've beaten you enough, it's time to replace me."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shuiyue had already disappeared.

When Li Xingtong stabilized his body and reacted, he found that Shui Yue was already standing behind him.

“How is that possible? It’s so fast!!!”

At this time, Li Xingtong's face was already full of fear.

She never expected that the other party would have such weird speed.

The sound of shattering sounded again, and Li Xingtong only felt the force of shock coming, his limbs and bones were trembling, and his whole body flew away involuntarily.

I saw her graceful body drawing a perfect arc in mid-air, and then she fell hard to the ground in the distance, throwing up a burst of dust.

With energy and blood boiling in her body, she struggled to get up. Looking at the young man in front of her, an inexplicable awe arose in her heart.

"In this soul battle, Shui Yue wins."

When Yang Zhuoqi saw this, he also announced loudly. At the same time, he thought to himself: I don't know whether Li Xingtong is too weak or Shuiyue is too strong?

He didn't even use his second and third soul skills before he was punched away by the kid on the stage.

Shui Yue looked at Li Xingtong in the audience, raised her brows and said, "Sister, go back and tell your fiancé named San Shao to stop looking for trouble?"

"Third Young Master? Why do I feel like I've heard it somewhere?"

When Shen Jingbing heard this, he thought he had heard it somewhere before, and remembered that his unsatisfactory cousin liked to call himself Third Young Master.

However, it must not be the same person.

Without thinking much, Shen Jingbing didn't bother to ask.

"I am still single."

At this moment, Li Xingtong clenched his fist, and a hint of anger appeared on his pretty face.

"What do you mean, did I make a mistake?"

Shui Yue was also slightly startled when he heard this.

"Okay, Shuiyue, please get off the stage quickly. There are other colleges that need soul fighting."

Instructor Yang Zhuoqi also urged him quickly, otherwise he might cause some trouble.

Seeing this, Shuiyue could only leave the battle stage angrily.

The class battled in pairs, and in the second game it was Wu Teng's turn to face another guy with level 35 soul power.

Shui Yue Ziran and Shen Jingbing found a seat and sat down, pointing at Wu Teng on the stage, which made Hou angry.

But after all, Wu Teng is a warrior soul who has been devastated by water and moon. Moreover, the attack power of the weapon Wuhun Tyrant Stick is extremely powerful, not to mention that his soul power level is also higher. He basically wins in a crushing manner. .

Then, Shen Jingbing also came on stage. His martial spirit was the family's inherited martial spirit, the Mad Lion, and his combat power was quite terrifying.

Perhaps because Shui Yue told him that he would always be strong, Shen Jingbing changed his previous indolence, displayed his domineering spirit, and defeated his opponent.

Among Tiandou Class Three, there are basically students who are in their twenties. After all, they are not like geniuses like those in Tiandou Class One; let alone perverts like Shuiyue.

In the past six months, almost all the university students have been crazy about involution, meditating and practicing to improve their own strength.

Especially the kind of people who want to participate in the next continent-wide Soul Master Academy Elite Competition because of their age, they are the existence of involution maniacs.

It is for this reason that the ensuing soul fighting battles are becoming more and more intense, and they are all written about those who continue to fight one after another.

Time passed by minute by minute, and the actual fighting spirit battle had reached the fifth round.

There were already many first- and second-rounders in the audience, and they began to yawn out of boredom, wishing they had snacks and nuts in their hands.

As for the guys who had fought in the third and fourth rounds, their bodies still had the residual warmth of the battle and were a little less listless.

Among them, there are still many people who are watching the battle and want to learn some fighting skills from it. This is a rare thing for them.

Except for the first round, Suigetsu was devastating in every round, destroying the opponent with a crushing attitude, causing countless people to shout and marvel.

The students who were still fighting for the spirit behind all had solemn expressions on their faces. They were not stupid. Judging from the combat power that Shuiyue had unleashed before, it was completely different from six months ago.

Shui Yue didn't care at all. The reason why he came to participate in the local fighting spirit ranking competition was entirely to give Yang Zhuoqi the face of his teacher, otherwise he would not have wasted his precious training time.

Shuiyue's opponent in the fifth round was a level 37 control soul master. As soon as he came on the stage, his soul power surged, and his soul skills were thrown out randomly.

Holding the big black stick in his hand, Shuiyue easily defused the attack from his opponent, and then swung the big black stick in his hand and knocked the latter out with a bored look on his face.

Afterwards, Wu Teng and Shen Jingbing also faced Shui Yue in the fighting spirit.

However, the last two people unanimously proposed to admit defeat.

They knew that if it were anyone else, Shuiyue could decisively solve it with one blow; but if it was the two of them, the matter would be too troublesome and they would inevitably be ravaged.

Do you usually get less beatings?

Why bother asking for trouble when so many classmates are forcing you to do so?

In the end, Shuiyue ended up winning the first place.

After the soul fighting was over, Shui Yue rushed out of the soul fighting arena with Shen Jingbing and Wu Teng. He also wanted to go to the blacksmith shop to learn forging. He recently studied a weapon and wanted to test it out.

However, as soon as the three of them got out of the spirit fighting arena, they saw an extremely enchanting figure in front of them, fixing their eyes on him, it was Dugu Yan.

Today, Dugu Yan is wearing a purple dress, her hair is tied on top of her head, her slender legs are straight, and her face and eyes are full of enchantment, which really attracts the attention of many boys.

Shuiyue looked at the woman in front of him unscrupulously, and said with a smile: "Miss Dugu, your figure has improved again?"