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

"what--"

A scream came from Cheng Ling's mouth.

At this moment, she had long lost her previous aura of fighting to the death.

After she calmed down, seeing Sanjay with his face covered in blood unconsciously aroused the fear that existed in her heart.

Cheng Ling trembled, tears welling up in her eyes, and she said with a slight cry:

"Yes...I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. Don't ask me to pay with your life..."

Through Cheng Ling's voice, the onlookers who fell into a deep sleep gradually woke up.

They rubbed their painful heads, stood up slowly, and looked at the strange scene in the field, feeling quite puzzled.

"What happened just now? Was it the soul skill used by that little girl?"

"It seems that this is a control-type soul skill, but the effect is too powerful."

"I didn't expect that just a fourth soul skill would leave us defenseless."

"But isn't there something wrong with those two people?"

"Don't tell me why that girl is still crying, and the man on the ground is too miserable."

"You've already been like that, and you still insist on competing. With such perseverance, I have to give in!"

On the stage, Sanjie held Cheng Ling's ankle tightly. He had to do this out of his determination to win the competition.

Seeing Cheng Ling's face full of fear and tears in her eyes, Sanjie wiped the blood from her face, reached out again to grab the other ankle, and said:

"I won't let you go, I haven't lost yet!"

"You're not dead?!"

After hearing these clear words, Cheng Ling's originally panicked expression gradually relaxed.

As long as it's a human being, it's easy to handle.

Cheng Ling, who had calmed down, originally wanted to break free from Sanjie's hands, but seeing the onlookers waking up, she had no choice but to comfort her softly:

"Teacher Sanjie, you said you didn't lose. How about we play again? I won't take advantage of you. I'll give you a 3-minute break."

In Cheng Ling's view, now that Sanjie was seriously injured and his soul power was almost exhausted, she could easily win even if she was given another chance.

But in Sanjay's opinion, this just met all the previous conditions.

He didn't bother, he let go of his hands and lay on the ground, letting Cheng Ling return to the starting position.

After adjusting his mentality, he slowly got up and limped towards the long metal box.

Luo Che, who noticed these abnormalities, was not as naive as Cheng Ling. His cautious temper made him feel an inexplicable throbbing from the box.

That is enough to threaten his existence!

Seeing that Sanjie was about to open the box, Luo Che looked at Cheng Ling and shouted:

"Cheng Ling! Don't be kind to women, win this game quickly!"

Cheng Ling looked confused. She turned to look at Luo Che and said doubtfully:

"Dean, he looks like that, so he shouldn't be a threat anymore."

Luo Che looked like he hated iron, and just when he was about to scold him a few more words, he found that Sanjie took out something from the box that he had never seen before.

He looked shocked and murmured:

"what is that?!"

Silver-white, with a grotesque body, just picking up this thing took Sanjie a lot of effort without the help of martial arts.

And this is the final weapon that Ganjia gave to Sanjay, and it is also the final trump card that can win the competition, Gatling!

Sanjie installed a golden-yellow belt into the silver-white body. Then, he held Gatling in both hands, stood up slowly, and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the open space in front of Cheng Ling. , shouted loudly:

"Sir, times...times have changed!"

Before he finished speaking, Sanjay pulled the trigger.

Amid a rapid 'click-click' sound and the crisp sound of bullet shells falling to the ground, large amounts of dust and sawdust instantly rose up from the ground.

Hundreds of yellow bullets were poured out under the red flames spouted by Gatlin.

Such a violent and horrifying scene not only left the onlookers stunned on the spot, but also Cheng Ling, who was on the stage, trembling all over and tears streaming down her face.

She looked at the ground that had been shot by Gatling. It should have been a solid stone ground, but now it was full of pits and holes, as if it had been bombarded by countless soul skills.

This frightened her so much that she collapsed on the ground and kept muttering:

"I give up...I give up..."

On the other side, when Sanjay took out the Gatling, whether it was Bayer or Luo Che, they were always staring at the strange-looking thing.

Luo Che believed from the bottom of his heart that that thing would cause fatal harm to him. Although he had never seen it before, the vigilance from the depths of his soul reminded him that once he was attacked by that thing head-on, he would most likely die. destroy.

Although Bayer felt the same way, he was thinking about another thing.

He had never seen those control-type soul skills before, whether it was something worn on his face or something on his head. He had lived in the Star Luo Empire for decades.

Furthermore, something even more powerful appeared later.

At this time, he thought that these things were some kind of soul guidance devices.

But he didn't feel any fluctuations in soul power from above.

This surprised him greatly.

These things have never been seen before, so where did these things come from?

Could it be the girl named Ganjia who brought those things to Meyer College?

Bayer turned his head and looked at Gan Jia from Meyer College calmly, his eyes full of curiosity and desire.

He wanted to get the girl named Gan Jia, because he saw hope in Gan Jia.

The people watching did not think that much. They only saw the scene after the smoke and dust dissipated.

That completely overturns their worldview.

"This this..."

"Stop doing this, are you scared to death?"

"I mean, with this kind of attack power, even the Soul Emperor and Soul King, let alone us, would probably be unable to withstand it."

"Strong, really strong, I have no words to describe it."

"I will go to Meyer College now and wait. As soon as Dean Cardin returns, I will apply to join the college as soon as possible!"

"I'm going, I'm going too!"

Looking at the excited onlookers, Gan Jia was very satisfied.

This result has exceeded his expectations.

As long as the aftermath is handled properly, the weak Meyer Academy will become a rising star in the soul master world.

But in Gan Jia's heart, there was one thing that made him feel lost.

It turns out that the real Gatling can't take out blue fire...

As the atmosphere reached a climax, Gan Jia pushed Kadan and said softly:

"Then it's time for your performance."

Cardin smiled without saying a word, stood up, and walked towards Sanjay on the stage.

He supported Sanjay who was about to fall, took Gatlin from his hand and put it on the ground. Then he raised Sanjay's right hand high, looked around, and shouted loudly:

"The third academy competition, the winner is Sanjay!"