Douluo: After being forced to attack Tang San, she fell in love with her group

"Control system plus defense system?"

Not only the other people, but also Tang San looked at Feng Wanyue with some surprise in his eyes.

They had never heard of a dual-system soul master. What's more, Feng Wanyue's martial soul was Bianhuahua. No matter how you looked at it, it didn't look like a defensive system.

"Hmm, yes!"

Feng Wanyue nodded, winked at Tang San, and said, "You may not have heard that my martial spirit is a very special existence, called the Ming Martial Spirit."

"Netherworld Spirit?"

After hearing this, Xiao Wu couldn't help but open her mouth.

"Xiao Wu, do you know?"

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing looked away, but they had never heard of the existence of such a martial spirit.

"Yes, Sister Xiaowu, do you know what Ming Wuhun is?"

Ma Hongjun also looked at Xiao Wu. He was curious about Feng Wanyue's martial spirit that could catch Dai Boss's blow and still remain intact.

Xiao Wu was being watched by everyone, and she felt a little nervous. She put her hands behind her and kept stirring, and said, "I, I don't know very well, I'm just surprised by this name."

"Oh……"

Ma Hongjun responded and didn't pay attention to Xiao Wu's strange look. At this time, the master who had been silent for a long time spoke: "The Ming Wuhun is a very special martial soul. No matter in terms of training difficulty or obtaining soul rings, it will... It’s easier than ordinary martial arts.”

"teacher."

Tang San called respectfully.

"Do you know what Ming Wuhun is?"

"Ah."

The master nodded and said seriously: "There are very few records of Ming Wuhun in Douluo Continent. What I know is from the information collected many years ago."

"The cultivation speed of a Ning Wu soul soul master is twice that of a normal soul master, maybe even three times. Like Wanyue's situation, she should have controlled the cultivation of Wu soul, so at this age, she is still only level 34. "

"In addition, soul masters with Nether Martial Souls will have a natural domain. As I said just now, it will be much easier for them to obtain soul rings than ordinary soul masters, just because of this domain."

"All soul masters with Nether Martial Souls can produce their own soul rings within their domain. Of course, they can also hunt soul beasts by themselves, but the soul beasts they hunt may not be as old as the soul rings they produce themselves."

"The age of the self-produced soul rings in the domain is random. It may produce a soul ring with the highest upper limit, or it may produce a soul ring with the lowest lower limit, so it's hard to say about this."

"Looking at the age of Wanyue's soul rings, they should have been obtained through self-production. After all, there are very few soul beasts suitable for the underworld martial soul on the entire continent."

After listening to the master's analysis, Feng Hanyue smiled brightly and did not refute. Xiao Wu looked at Feng Hanyue, and she didn't know what was coming to her mind. She looked a little nervous.

"I'm going, so powerful?"

Ma Hongjun and Oscar couldn't help but open their mouths after hearing this.

This was the first time they heard that a soul master could produce his own soul rings.

Not only the two of them, but also several others were equally surprised. Only the teachers in the college looked particularly calm.

"Dean, do you also know that Wanyue's martial spirit is the Ming Martial Spirit?" Ma Hongjun winked at Flanders.

Flanders snorted and said angrily: "Nonsense, your dean and I have been traveling for so many years, how could I not know about the rumors of Ming Wuhun? Now I am just explaining it to you juniors!"

"Oh……"

Ma Hongjun replied, not daring to say anything more. He turned to look at Oscar, and the two of them were whispering.

"Okay, since Wanyue has passed the first round of assessment, let's start the second round as soon as possible. The second round is not that simple."

The master looked at Feng Hanyue, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes seemed to have the intention of accepting a disciple.

Feng Hanyue looked at him and didn't care. She went on stage to stretch her muscles and prepare for the second assessment.

"For the second assessment, Feng Hanyue will challenge me alone. She only needs to not fall down within 2 minutes to win!"

As soon as Zhao Wuji finished his words, Ning Rongrong expressed dissatisfaction: "Teacher Zhao, we were five people who resisted your attack together at the beginning. Now you ask Wanyue to do what the five of us did originally, isn't it too much?" Is it too harsh?"

"This is a rule." Zhao Wuji didn't want to argue too much with Ning Rongrong. He said to Feng Hanyue: "Feng Hanyue, if you give up now, it's still too late."

"Give up?" Feng Hanyue raised her lips, "Please give me some advice from Teacher Zhao!"

"Hmph! The younger generation is awesome!"

Zhao Wuji smiled softly, kicked his feet on the ground, and showed off his martial spirit.

The seven soul rings alone were enough for Feng Hanyue to feel the pressure from this soul saint.

To persist for two minutes under the Soul Saint was simply too difficult for Feng Hanyue, who was only level 2.

In the battle with Dai Mubai just now, she had already shown her trump card.

Although the physical loss is not great, it cannot be taken by surprise after all.

"Little girl, take the move!"

"Second Soul Skill, Vigorous Vajra Palm!"

Zhao Wuji's hands turned into bear paws, and he fiercely attacked Feng Hanyue. Feng Hanyue opened the natural field, reducing the power of Zhao Wuji's attack on her, and then opened the defensive shield.

"boom--"

When the two collided, Zhao Wuji was unscathed, but Feng Yanyue's defensive shield was shattered.

"Little night..."

The situation in the arena was obviously not optimistic, and Tang San couldn't help but be a little worried about Feng Hanyue's situation.

Teacher Zhao is a level 70 soul saint, while Feng Hanyue is only a level 34 soul saint. With such a big gap, even if he and Feng Hanyue take the exam together, they may not be able to persist.

Even if the second round was so difficult, Tang San couldn't guess what the third round would be like.

But looking at the master's face, he felt that the dean and the others were willing to let Feng Yanyue enter the academy, but it was a little difficult to enter.

Feng Hanyue retreated a lot under Zhao Wuji's attack.

Even with the blessing of the field, her forced connection is not easy.

Seeing that there was one minute left on the clock, Feng Hanyue decided to save her energy and not forcefully take Zhao Wuji's attack.

In the remaining minute, Zhao Wuji could use up to two soul skills, and he didn't know what he was planning in his heart.

"The third soul skill, gravity enhancement!"

Zhao Wuji didn't think about many things. In this minute, he just did what Flanders asked him to do. As for other things, he should be merciful. It was just a formality anyway.

After using the third soul skill, Feng Hanyue felt that her body suddenly became heavier. She felt that her feet were stuck in a swamp. She wanted to move, but she was half a beat too slow.

Oops.

Just now, she had no intention of forcefully receiving Zhao Wuji's next move face to face, but now, she had to forcefully receive it.

"Fifth Soul Skill, Gravity Squeeze!"

"Second Soul Skill, Vigorous Vajra Palm!"

Zhao Wuji once again used two soul skills in a short period of time, which exceeded Feng Hanyue's prediction.

Feeling the pressure coming from her body again, she fell to her knees on the ground.

"Wanyue!"

Ning Rongrong and Xiao Wu looked at Feng Hanyue nervously. They really didn't expect that Teacher Zhao was really merciless and wanted Feng Hanyue to take over his soul skills in such a short time.

Although Zhu Zhuqing's face was cold, if you look at her face carefully, it is not difficult to see that she is also worried about Feng Hanyue's situation.

"It's over, my three gold soul coins are gone!"

Seeing this scene, Ma Hongjun started to howl again.

He didn't dare to see the results, so he had to hide behind Oscar and said: "Xiao Ao, just tell me the results later. I won't read it, so as not to be sad!"

"Uh, Fatty, can't you have some confidence in your own bet?"

Oscar lifted Ma Hongjun out, pointed at Tang San and said: "Xiaosan is not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry? His expression remained calm, which means that Wanyue may not fall down. As long as 2 minutes are up, Wanyue has not fallen down." , is victory, do you understand?"

"Young lady, aren't you in a hurry?"

Ma Hongjun jumped out from behind Oscar. He looked at Tang San. He didn't find any anxiety on Tang San's face, but he was still a little worried.

"Hehe, although Xiaosan doesn't seem to be in a hurry, he must be more worried than anyone else!"

"You're not talking nonsense!"

"..."

"This is only the second round and it's been so miserable. So what kind of test will be in the third round?" Ma Hongjun looked back at Dai Mubai. His words seemed to be asking Dai Mubai if he knew the inside story.

Dai Mubai shrugged, "I don't know about that. The dean just informed me to do the first round of assessment. As for the third round, it's possible that the dean will do it himself!"

"Ah, Jiang Zi versus Wanyue?"

"Then why don't you go do the assessment for her?"

"No, no, no, let's forget it. Although I'm thick-skinned and thick-skinned, Brother Jun, I still don't have the attributes of Wanyue. I don't dare!"

"..."

"boom--"

During the conversation between the three people, a huge wave of soul power occurred on the stage, which directly impacted the people in the audience.

Ning Rongrong was protected by Xiao Wu and Zhu Zhuqing from being swept away by the momentum, while Oscar grabbed Dai Mubai and was saved from being blown away.