The journey of the spirits in the heavens

Mo Yi waited quietly in front, and next was Tang Wulin's winning streak. To be honest, the current battle was a bit eye-catching for Mo Yi.

Mo Yi also wanted to know what Wu Zhangkong wanted to do, or did he feel that his strength was not suitable for bullying his little friends? Mo Yi felt that he had guessed the truth.

Next is the last battle between students, Tang Wulin versus Xie Xie.

Wu Changkong said to Xie Xie, "Xie Xie, it's your turn."

Xie Xie jumped up to the center of the field, but he felt a little depressed. This guy ate so much of his money in the morning. If he had known that he could fight him again in class, why would he treat him to a meal?

Tang Wulin turned to him with two hammers in hand. He really had no confidence at all against Xie Xie. Although he won last time, he won very well.

Holding the tungsten steel hammer in his hand, he suddenly felt a strange feeling, as if the tungsten steel hammer had become one with his body. Holding it, Tang Wulin felt confident.

Just as Xie Xie was brewing his feelings and preparing to deal with Tang Wulin, suddenly, a cold voice sounded from the side.

"The fourth round, the second game, Xie Xie versus Wu Changkong."

"What?" Xie Xie exclaimed, turning to look at the cold and proud man.

Wu Zhangkong glanced at him coldly, "Do you think this kind of unfair situation will happen in my class? You take one of my attacks, and then fight Tang Wulin."

Xie Xie looked at him dumbfounded, "Teacher Wu, are you kidding me? You are a teacher."

Wu Zhangkong had already strolled up to Tang Wulin and waved to him. Tang Wulin stepped aside with the hammer in hand.

Wu Zhangkong slapped his right hand on his waist and unbuttoned his belt. "Teacher, what do you want to do?"

Xie Xie took two steps back cautiously, but he soon discovered that Wu Zhangkong's trousers fit perfectly, and there was no sign of falling down even after he untied his belt.

Wu Zhangkong flicked his wrist and stretched his belt straight. He said calmly: "I won't release my martial spirit, you just need to take my sword."

As he spoke, he took a step forward with his left foot and stabbed Xie Xie with the sword in his hand.Xie Xie's actual combat experience can be said to be the richest among the students in the class. His martial soul was released instantly and his body retreated like lightning.

What a joke. If you don’t release your martial soul, won’t you be powerful?With the support of soul power, it makes no difference to wear a good sword.Run first and then talk.

Xie Xie was very confident in his speed. While retreating, the Light Dragon Dagger protected him in front of him.

However, a scene that shocked him happened. He was retreating quickly, but Wu Zhangkong's belt sword was always in front of him. It seemed like a simple straight thrust, but he tried his best , but couldn't dodge.

"Pa!" "Ouch!" The moment before stabbing Xie Xie, the belt softened again and hit him on the shoulder, sending him flying out. He rolled twice on the ground before getting up. , covering his shoulders and grinning.

What's even more horrifying is that sweat instantly fell from Xie Xie's forehead.The moment before Wu Zhangkong hit him, he even felt as if his life was about to end. The powerful pressure made his spirit highly tense. As soon as he relaxed after being knocked away, he became Like this.

It's so scary. How strong is Teacher Wu?

"One minute's rest, then the final." Wu Zhangkong flicked his wrist, wrapped the belt around his waist again, and then walked aside.

From Mo Yi's point of view, it was very difficult for Xie Xie to win. Tang Wulin's physical fitness was really strong.

"stop!

"Wuchangkong appeared among them at some point and stopped the competition.

"Xie Xiesheng!"

Xie Xie let out a long sigh, a hint of pride flashed in his eyes, he finally won!I finally won for once and burst into tears!

Wu Zhangkong said to Xie Xie: "You are responsible for compensating Tang Wulin for a school uniform."

"Uh..." Didn't I win?Shouldn't there be a reward?Xie Xie felt his eyes darken, why does this guy Tang Wulin always make me lose money!Why!

Wu Zhangkong looked around the class and said coldly: "The competition is over. Do you know how you feel about me?"

"Rotten wood cannot be carved!" This cold and arrogant male god directly asked and answered his own question.

"No wonder you are divided into Class Five. You are all useless. But even if you are a piece of scrap metal, I will refine you into steel. You have all seen the competition just now. What is Tang Wulin's martial spirit? It is recognized that you are a piece of scrap metal. However, he reached the finals and almost won."

"I won, okay!" Xie Xie's heart was full of grief and anger, and he said it as if I had lost.

Regardless of what he thought, Wu Zhangkong continued: "He relies not only on Bluesilver Grass, but also on physical abilities. Some people may say that physical strength is useful at this stage. When everyone's soul power increases, they will have more souls." After the skill, it will be useless. But, let me tell you. You are not qualified to think about such things as having too many soul skills. Ask yourself, how many people can reach the level of possessing a second soul ring? How many people can possess it? More soul skills? And the body is your own, so what can you do with your strong physique?"

"Soul power is no longer the entry barrier for mecha masters. Powerful energy storage soul guides allow ordinary people to become mecha masters. However, a strong body must be the foundation of mecha masters. There is no good Your body will not be able to withstand the impact and high-intensity combat inside the mecha. Therefore, in view of the fact that your own martial arts are too weak, starting from tomorrow, our class will conduct special physical training. Physical training in the morning and theoretical knowledge in the afternoon."

"The last match, Mo Yi versus Wu Zhangkong." Wu Zhangkong then pointed at Mo Yi.

Mo Yi finally understood what Wu Zhangkong meant. Their strength was far different from his own.

Mo Yi walked up to Wu Zhangkong and looked at him calmly.

"In the beginning, there are no rules. You can use any means. Just let me use my soul skills." Wu Changkong said calmly.

When Mo Yi heard this, his face suddenly looked strange and asked: "Really? Teacher Wu?"

Wu Zhangkong nodded lightly, and the belt in his hand was re-infused with soul power and became straight.

Mo Yi saw the beginning, the martial soul was released, the astonishing cold air was emitted, and two purple soul rings appeared behind Mo Yi.

Purple is a very glamorous and mysterious color, but at this time, it was extremely stunning in the eyes of everyone, and even Wu Zhangkong's expression was dull.

A nine-year-old soul master, two thousand-year-old soul rings, and ultimate ice talents are simply unparalleled.

However, while Wu Zhangkong was sighing, he had already made an attack move. He stepped out with his left foot and stabbed Mo Yi with the belt in his hand.

Mo Yi's second soul ring lit up, and he took the lead in using the second soul skill Ice and Snow Hymn to increase his attributes. From Mo Yi's perspective, Wu Zhangkong's speed was indeed very fast, but it could still be seen.

It's far different from that puppet. It's so fast that it's like teleporting and completely invisible.

Mo Yi turned slightly to avoid the stabbing attack. Wu Zhangkong did not expect that Mo Yi could dodge it, but Wu Zhangkong's reaction was not bad.

Seeing Mo Yi dodge, he turned around and punched Mo Yi. Mo Yi quickly retreated and distanced himself from Wu Zhangkong.

But it was obvious that Wuchangkong would not give Mo Yi this chance. Mo Yi saw Wuchangkong attacking Mo Yi with strange and indistinguishable steps.

Mo Yi's first soul ring lights up

The frozen land was activated, and a powerful blizzard began to form around Mo Yi. However, Mo Yi narrowed the area and forcibly injected a large amount of soul power to compress the blizzard.

Wu Zhangkong also frowned at this moment. He could feel that the power of this blizzard actually reached the full blow of an ordinary soul sect, and it was obvious that this was still sustainable.

Wu Zhangkong knew that he had to find out Mo Yi's identity, because a genius like Mo Yi could no longer come from such a small place, whether it was the thousand-year soul ring or the calmness with which he dealt with him.

Mo Yi's achievements would definitely not be lower than that of that one, so Wu Zhangkong started to think about accepting a disciple.

Although Wu Zhangkong thought so much, the speed of his attacks was getting faster and faster, and there was an afterimage in Mo Yi's eyes.

Mo Yijian couldn't even force out Wu Zhangkong's soul skill with the indiscriminate attack of Blizzard, and it was obvious that Wu Zhangkong hadn't used his full strength yet.

Mo Yi finally understood that the higher the soul master's combat power, the more difficult their fighting methods would be.

Unlike now, you punch me and you punch me, just like ordinary children fighting.

Wu Zhangkong felt the blizzard's attack power getting stronger and stronger, and he decided to fight quickly.

The enhanced soul power rushed directly to Mo Yi. Wu Zhangkong, who was about to end the battle, suddenly felt the threat to his life.

"Teacher Wu, you lose." Mo Yi said this playfully, and saw Mo Yi holding the red flame gun in his hand, aiming it at Wu Changkong's head.

Wu Zhangkong frowned tightly. This was not what he wanted to see, but he still slowly put away his belt, "I lost."

Mo Yi didn't forget to reply playfully, "Well, Teacher Wu, you can use any method to do this."

If Tang Wulin heard Mo Yi say this, he would definitely feel that Mo Yi had been penetrated by someone. This was obviously different from the cold Mo Yi before.

The blizzard slowly dissipated, and Mo Yi and Wu Changkong also appeared in the venue. After Mo Yi used the frozen land, they were shrouded in it, and no one outside could see it at all.

"In the last round, Mo Yi wins." Wu Changkong's voice became the only sound present, and everyone finally understood the gap between them and Mo Yi.

Not to mention Tang Wulin and Xie Xie. Tang Wulin knew that Mo Yi was very strong but didn't expect to be so strong.

Xie Xie was really starting to be afraid of Mo Yi. With that soul power just now, he felt like he couldn't even survive for five seconds.

"That's it for this morning's class. Regarding today's competition, you should think carefully about it after you go back. In the afternoon, meditation will be taught in the theory class. Dismissed!"

These words are the longest that Leng Ao has said since he became the head teacher. There is no preaching, he is just telling the facts. Whether it is calling them trash or announcing that they will undergo special training for special abilities, it is the most affirmative tone.

"Xie Xie, Tang Wulin, Mo Yi. You three follow me." After saying these last words, Wu Zhangkong turned and walked towards the teaching building.