Douluo, about my journey from a soul beast to a human

Gan Jia casually took off the sunglasses on her face and looked at Sanjie on the stage with a smile.

These dozens of pairs of sunglasses were rushed out in the past few days. The style is a bit ugly, but the material used to make the lenses is a kind of crystal stone that Gan Jia returned to the Star Forest and searched for.

It has a natural blocking ability for this kind of soul skill that controls the mind through vision.

Sanjie understood and looked at Ganjia and Kadan with a confident smile.

At this moment, three of the four soul skills that Cheng Ling possesses have been perfectly resolved with the help of Gan Jia. As long as she takes on the fourth soul skill, she will definitely win this competition.

He took off his mask and said confidently:

"Classmate Cheng Ling, don't worry, just come over now!"

At this moment, Cheng Ling no longer had the confidence to win.

She didn't expect that her three invincible soul skills would actually suffer from those little things.

The key thing is that except for the black thing, everything else is ordinary, which greatly affects her confidence.

But in the current situation, she couldn't let herself be decadent.

In the audience, she can go to the teacher or the dean to cry.

She was on stage determined to win this competition no matter what!

She took a deep breath, temporarily suppressed the disappointment in her heart, and looked directly at Sanjay in the distance, her eyes full of firm belief.

I don't believe that you can continue to resolve my fourth soul skill!

As the fourth soul ring lit up, behind her, the two seemingly invisible tails moved automatically without wind.

"The fourth soul skill, deep sleep!"

At the same time, bursts of slightly soothing sounds reached the ears of the onlookers, rubbing their eardrums.

In less than a few seconds, the unprepared crowd fell into a deep sleep amidst the melodious voice.

It's just different from before. This time, everyone in Oro Academy was well prepared and covered their ears.

As for everyone in Meyer College, they took out something that looked like an earmuff from somewhere and put it on their heads.

But Sanjay had no idea about all this.

To deal with the fourth soul skill, Gan Jia just handed him a piece of paper, saying that it could only be opened when Cheng Ling used the fourth soul skill.

Sanjay, who had no doubts about Gan Jia's instructions, had not made any secret checks before.

The unprepared Sanjay, amidst this hypnotic voice, used his last bit of strength to take out the squarely folded piece of paper from his pocket.

It was because of the protection of the turtle shell in front of him that he didn't fall to the ground unconscious like others.

Sanjie didn't hesitate and quickly opened the paper in his hand. What he saw was a short line of text.

'Believe in yourself and you will win and create miracles, come on!Awesome! '

???

Sanjie looked confused. He didn't know how to deal with it at the moment. He could only turn his head and look at Meyer College, hoping to get some hints.

What can be seen is Ganjia and Kadan, stretching out their thumbs.

I'm so...

Without any protection, in Sanjay's sight, Ganjia and Kadan in the distance gradually appeared as double figures, and their figures gradually turned into four.

As time went by, my vision became blurrier and my eyelids became heavier.

No, if this continues, I'm afraid I will lose this third competition.

But now, it's not time to use that thing yet.

Is this what Gan Jia said, making me win the competition miserably?

Sanjay held his heavy eyelids with his left hand and leaned on his knees with his right hand, slowly standing up from the ground.

Since she wants me to win the competition miserably, then I will fulfill her wish.

He stretched his left hand towards the green turtle shell in front of him, and the third soul ring under his feet suddenly lit up, and he used his remaining consciousness to release his most powerful soul skill.

"The third soul skill, the sky is full of thorns!"

In an instant, the thorns and barbs on the front of the turtle shell shot towards Cheng Ling, who was standing still, like a curtain of rain.

Faced with such a violent soul skill, Cheng Ling could only temporarily stop performing the soul skill and roll out to avoid this fatal crisis.

There is nothing that can be done about it. If she wants to use this soul skill called Sleeping, Cheng Ling must stand still in order to control the martial soul and release those sounds that make people sleep.

But if you stand still, you will definitely be attacked by those sharp thorns.

In desperation, she could only suspend her control over Sanjay.

But because of this, Sangjie cracked Cheng Ling's soul skill again by chance.

However, due to the deep impact he had received previously, Sanjie's consciousness is still confused even if Cheng Ling has interrupted her soul skill now.

Furthermore, his remaining soul power was not enough to support him to perform his third soul skill again.

Sanjie took several deep breaths before calming down his throbbing heart.

He raised his head and looked at Cheng Ling, who had a gloomy face, with a victorious smile on his face and thought to himself,

"It's not that I don't want to be miserable, it's just that I don't have this chance..."

Unexpectedly, Cheng Ling, who suffered successive setbacks, gave up using soul skills to attack, and instead used her physical advantage to launch a close attack on Sanjie.

She retracted the wings behind her, her eyes seemed to spit out flames, and she raised her legs and ran towards Sanjay's shaky body.

Although Cheng Ling is only a control type soul master, her strength and speed are not as good as those of other types of soul masters.

But in his current state, how could Sanjay be able to defeat Cheng Ling who was unscathed.

A burst of punches and kicks came down, and only dull sounds and miserable shouts could be heard from the stage.

Sanjie, who was already unsteady on his feet, fell directly to the ground after being attacked by Cheng Ling.

His fairly fair face was even more bruised and his nose was bleeding.

Cheng Ling looked at Sangjie lying on the ground dying, but she felt scared in her heart.

Before taking action, she was determined to win a round for the college, and then she wanted to end the competition with physical close combat.

Among them, she also wanted to vent her unwillingness and anger, so she took such a heavy blow.

But when she calmed down, she realized that she had done such a thing in anger.

Seeing Sanjay who was not sure whether he was alive or dead, for a moment, he didn't know what to do next.

The slightly trembling hands, the fists were dripping with blood, and the smell of blood filled Cheng Ling's nostrils.

I...I won?But I killed someone...

Cheng Ling had a panic expression on her face and turned to look at Luo Che, hoping to get comfort from Luo Che.

But before she could get a response from Luo Che, someone grabbed her ankle.

Sanjie faced a face full of blood. His cheeks were already swollen due to the punches and kicks just now, and there were several teeth in his mouth that were broken and knocked away by Cheng Ling's punches and kicks.

He used his leaky mouth and said vaguely:

"It's not... it's over yet, I... I'm not over yet..."