Peerless Tang Sect: I am Yuhao’s demon brother

A smile appeared at the corner of Huo Dongjun's mouth. Although he didn't care about what the other person said from the bottom of his heart, he couldn't remain indifferent in front of so many people. He stepped forward, his face as calm as ever.

Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao stood silently on both sides, giving up their core positions. The team changed from a long snake to a wild goose flying south.

Bai Ze, who was sitting on the high platform, was sitting in the audience today. He looked at the situation off the court and sighed silently. This little girl is really

Zhou Yi couldn't help laughing when she heard this, but she smiled disdainfully, "Hibiscus, the personality of the core seed in your class is very similar to yours."

At this time, the invigilator shouted, "The competition begins." This time the competition officially kicked off.

Wu Feng's body was filled with extremely strong self-confidence, and his body suddenly bounced up. With a strong heat rushing out of his body, his body began to become slender, like a girl who had just completed her growth in her sixteenth or seventeenth year.

Her slender body stretched out her school uniform, revealing the intimate clothes underneath. She was wearing leather armor, so it wouldn't be exposed.

Fiery red fine dragon scales were densely covered, extending to the entire left arm, and two yellow soul rings rose up.

Although her figure was slender, she was also full of explosive power. In a blink of an eye, she had already rushed in front of Huo Dongjun, and her left arm with dragon scales was swung forward.

But at this moment, Huo Dongjun's body bloomed with a deep golden light, which was extremely mysterious and noble. The most shocking thing was the soul rings on his body. Three deep and mysterious purple soul rings slowly rose.

It turned out to be a soul master with three thousand-year soul rings!

Wu Feng's expression stiffened slightly, Nanmen Yun'er's eyes widened, and Ning Tian behind him couldn't help but stretched out his hand to cover his mouth. How could this guy who had been following him and ran in no hurry or slowness be the same? Three Ring Soul Lord!

And he also has three thousand-year soul rings. How is this possible?

Could it be twin martial spirits?

Although Ning Tian was extremely shocked in his heart, the speed of his hands was not slow at all. The magnificent Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda suspended in the palm of his hand was spinning smoothly, shimmering with brilliance, and the power of two blessings came out gracefully, possessing Wu Feng. on the body.

It is the blessing of power and speed.

Wu Feng was shocked. It wasn't until the familiar sense of power and speed came over her that she began to calm down. Her feet moved faster and her first soul skill lit up.

Dragon Fire.

The blazing and rich high temperature lingered within a foot, and Wu Feng's aura was overwhelming.

Facing the oncoming high temperature, Huo Dongjun remained still and punched out with the same punch, but it looked light and weak.

The ridicule in Wu Feng's eyes had not yet risen, but a look of horror quickly filled his eyes. What followed was a strong force coming from his fists and fingers, and continued to hit his arms and shoulders along his meridians.

With a scream, Wu Feng flew out directly.

Everyone looked at Huo Dongjun with surprise and uncertainty.

Hibiscus stood up suddenly on the high platform and said in disbelief, "How is this possible? The Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda has been inherited for thousands of years and is the top weapon spirit. Ning Tian can give Wu Feng 40% of the speed and strength , Wu Feng is already equivalent to the soul master realm, let alone using the first soul skill!"

The red dragon is also a top-notch beast martial spirit. The cost of adding strength, speed, toughness, and strength to the body is extremely high. How could it be a one-sided result?

When Zhou Yi heard this, she just smiled and said nothing. After seeing the legendary top martial spirit, and then seeing the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda that had been passed down for thousands of years in the competition, she was not very surprised in her heart.

Bai Ze, who was on the other side, was extremely excited. He finally understood what Mr. Xuan said about the fighting posture of the legendary top-level martial spirit. It was indeed the level of a level A soul skill.

Huo Dongjun waved his hand gently, already controlling his strength.

With the opponent's configuration, it would be difficult for Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao to win, and I have to worry about accidentally injuring someone when I take action, which really puts me in a dilemma.

Dai Huabin, are you ready?

Don't be a shrinking coward,

I am here for you,

I purposely didn’t even choose to attach the fourth soul ring.

after all,

I'm really afraid that when you see the ten thousand year soul ring, you will choose to be a coward.

When Wang Dong and Xiao Xiao saw this scene, they couldn't help but take a breath. Only then did they understand how oppressive the young man in front of them would be as an opponent. They also began to understand gradually why Huo Dongjun said If he chooses to take action, the two of them will completely lose the opportunity to show their talents in front of the teacher.

Ning Tian looked anxious and ran in front of Wu Feng. Nanmen Yun'er also ran towards Wu Feng after being stunned for a short time.

"Let me see your hands."

She looked at the pain on Wu Feng's face and said in a panic.

"I'm fine, Ning Tian, ​​don't worry." Wu Feng forced a smile, but the smile was really forced. Her arms felt tingling, as if her muscles were strained.

"Teacher, let's admit defeat!" Ning Tian immediately decided that the opponent's combat power was not something that the three of them could face. It was better to let Wu Feng be cured as soon as possible.

She is calm and decisive.

The invigilator on the side was stunned. The game ended too quickly, and then announced the winner of the game.

The qualifying knockout rounds are held separately and at the same time, unless someone goes out of their way to watch Huo Dongjun compete. Most of the other people didn't notice it, but suddenly looked at an empty war zone with thoughtful expressions.

The rest of the time is either competing or practicing. Afterwards, thirty-two advanced to sixteen, sixteen advanced to the quarter-finals, and eight advanced to the semi-finals. Huo Dongjun's team was unstoppable along the way, winning easily without spending much effort.

It just took a little time to meet Pipixiang Wuhun, another soul master.

But it wasn't for any other reason, it was just that Huo Dongjun controlled the intensity of his shots again, hoping to give Dai Huabin more confidence.

If you want to get people off the field, you have to let them see some hope of winning.

He really wants to try Dai Huabin's so-called martial soul fusion skill. How much pressure can he feel, and can he use his full strength?

As the four qualifying knockout games passed, more and more people noticed Huo Dongjun and his team.

A small group of senior students who had seen a certain match in the Soul Fighting Area one night finally remembered a certain freshman who suddenly rose to fame three months ago, but then disappeared inexplicably.

They hadn't seen him for three months. They thought they were specially recruited into the inner courtyard, but they didn't expect that they were actually students from the first class of freshmen.

There was no exception for Mr. Xuan in these games, and he was present in person every time.

The old man was biting into the chicken drumsticks with deep thoughts in his eyes. Yan Shaozhe, an old boy, could really keep his composure, but he might have to enter the venue in person tomorrow.