Douluo: Humans in this world are fake gods

"The original martial spirit?"

"This is the original martial spirit. No wonder he keeps using his fists."

At the same time, some spectators in the imperial city also recognized Wuhun.

"..."

At this time, Meng Hongchen's expression paused, and a hint of worry appeared in his beautiful eyes, "Mr. Ma, wouldn't it be difficult for Junior Brother Luo Heng to win this battle?"

"Ah."

"This battle at Luo Heng will be difficult."

Mr. Ma nodded and sighed softly.

Hearing this, Xiao Hongchen and others also understood that the victory rate was slim.

The owner of the original martial spirit is already quite strong at the same level.

And now that Su Luoheng was at a level lower than him, it was even more difficult to win.

"Luo Heng's performance is already very good."

But then I thought about it.

It is not easy for Su Luoheng, a soul master, to be able to do this.

Mr. Ma turned to look at Lin Xi and said, "Luo Heng will be defeated in a while, and it will be up to you to clean up the mess, including their last soul king."

"Yes!"

Lin Xi nodded, eager to try. He couldn't wait to play.

In the corner of the waiting area, Snow Emperor frowned slightly when he saw this scene.

The opponent's punches have an indomitable momentum.

On the other hand, Su Luoheng's sword, although equally sharp, felt like it was missing something.

momentum……

Thinking of this, the Snow Emperor murmured. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed and he looked at the sword in Su Luoheng's hand. He seemed to find something unusual!

to the opposite.

Tianhun Royal Soul Master Academy breathed a sigh of relief.

Whether or not they can win the subsequent battles is irrelevant. Anyway, they will most likely win this battle.

"As expected of a mysterious martial spirit!"

"I heard that Chengfeng's martial spirit seems to have awakened once more?"

"What a pity, he only has the Soul Sect..."

The remaining Soul King team member sighed softly and said regretfully, "If it were the Soul King, with him here, we wouldn't have given up when facing the Sun and Moon Royal Soul Engineer Academy this time."

"Yeah...it's a pity that his age is stuck at sixteen..."

Hearing this, everyone sighed for a moment.

The Soul Fighting Competition is held every five years and is limited to students under the age of twenty.

During this five-year gap period, it is inevitable that many outstanding students will be missed. For example, Chengfeng is stuck in two age ranges and cannot participate in competitions at the most suitable age.

……

……

At the same time, the competition in the ring was still fierce.

Bang bang bang! !

Click——click——

But facing Chengfeng's pressing attack, Su Luoheng retreated steadily, becoming increasingly difficult to resist.

Every time there was a shattering sound during a collision, a projection weapon was shattered. His own projection weapons are difficult to resist, and his attacks are also difficult to parry.

The weapons were shattered one by one, but Chengfeng's edge remained undiminished.

He really couldn't change this.

In such a battle situation, there is no hope of victory at all.

Even the most powerful illusion collapse, Su Luoheng also tried it.

But Chengfeng was only injured the first time, and he was prepared for subsequent explosions, so it was difficult for him to have any effect.

No matter how he struck, he just punched him.

At this time, it can be said that Su Luoheng has reached the end of his rope. It is difficult for projection weapons to work, and it is even more difficult to display his proficient swordsmanship skills. His strength is naturally greatly restricted.

If you procrastinate any longer, you will lose nothing but lose.

Feeling the remaining 20-30% of the soul power in his body, Su Luoheng's eyes flashed with determination!

Now, we have to fight hard once!

If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid the soul power won't even be able to project.

The light blue soul power gathered in the palm of the hand, forming a powerful soul-guiding sword, exuding waves unique to a fourth-level soul-guiding weapon!

This is the highest level soul guidance device he can project now!

With the projection of this level four soul guide.

Su Luoheng's little soul power was nearly exhausted.

At the same time, the imprint of the mental image in his mind was injected into the sword body.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared on Chengfeng's lips, "I told you, the soul guide is useless!"

Immediately, the figure suddenly launched a charge, and the four soul rings under his feet lit up at the same time, and the gorgeous two-color light all converged on the fist!

That touch of bronze becomes more and more obvious as the soul power is injected into it!

At this moment, the fist shines brightly.

Obviously, he also wants to decide the outcome with one blow.

"bring it on!"

Su Luoheng gave a sharp shout and faced him with a long sword.

Bang!

There was a muffled sound, and the long sword collided with the iron fist again, making a harsh metal tremble!

This time it was a fourth-level soul guide after all. Although numerous cracks appeared during the collision, it still did not break and maintained the form of a fourth-level projection soul guide.

Chengfeng also frowned slightly and his right hand trembled slightly.

Just when he was about to continue charging up his attack, Su Luoheng thrust out his sword first.

When he looked at Chengfeng, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

"It's my turn!"

The third soul skill, true fantasy collapse!

The projected level 4 soul guide sword burst into red light, and at the same time a particularly violent aura suddenly appeared. Before Chengfeng could react, the cracked sword body burst into flames. The level 4 soul guide sword was detonated by the mental imprint, causing a terrifying scene. Energy explodes instantly!

Boom, boom——

There was a loud noise, and flames suddenly shot into the sky.

Su Luoheng and Chengfeng were both submerged in it.

The fourth-level soul guide combined with the mental image mark detonated the fantasy collapse, and the explosive power was equivalent to a full-strength blow from the soul sect.

This is also Su Luoheng's strongest attack now.

In order to prevent missed opportunities due to missed hits, he deliberately used his body as bait.

Smoke and dust suddenly filled the semicircular protective cover.

The referee's expression changed slightly when he saw this. When he was about to step forward quickly, he felt that there was still a faint breath inside, so he felt relieved and stopped.

"This... is the power that Soul Lord can explode?!"

"That attack just now was enough to catch up with the Soul Sect, right?"

"Didn't you say that this guy is just an archer?"

"Hey, don't you still think that someone who can defeat a soul sect head-on is really just an archer?"

"My dear, he has a bow and a sword. What else can this man do?"

"..."

For a time, the audience gathered around was talking a lot.

As an archer, Su Luoheng's current performance shocked all the audience.

You call this guy an archer?

Whose archer is this good?

They had the same idea as Lin Heng before.

After a while, the billowing smoke and air waves gradually dispersed, and Su Luoheng's figure appeared. He raised his hand and waved, and a layer of pale golden shield slowly retreated.

At this time, he was leaning on the ground with one hand and half squatting on the ring.

Panting heavily, his face turned pale, beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and his body trembled slightly.

At this moment, not only his soul power, but also his physical strength were exhausted.

The sword that struck just now had an astonishing power in destroying the fantasy, and he suppressed it with all his strength.

But fortunately, the result looks very satisfactory.

Did you win?

This time, I should have... won, right?

Su Luoheng thought this way, but sometimes, God just doesn't like the beauty of adults.