Wuhun: God-Level Selection For Instant Upgrades

Seeing Qi Ling who easily blocked his attack, Lu Xuan's face was filled with disbelief!

He was only a first-level soul master, and he didn't use a martial soul. How could he block his own attack?

"Impossible, it must be a coincidence, this must be a coincidence!" Lu Xuan shouted, "How could you block my attack!"

"The second soul skill: Shadow Hundred Claw Strike!"

Lu Xuan's second soul skill is an attack-type skill that can launch hundreds of attacks against the enemy in an instant. It is the attack method that agility-type soul masters are best at.

But what made Lu Xuan collapse was that in the shadow of his claws that filled the sky, Qi Ling was like catkins blowing in the wind. With only a few slight movements of his body, he dodged all his attacks!

My speed is obviously much faster than Qi Ling's, but I just can't attack him!

It was as if every time he attacked him, he was no longer there, which made Lu Xuan feel extremely strange.

And this was because Qi Ling's pupil power was strengthened by the fiery golden eyes, which made Lu Xuan's attack seem as slow as slow motion in his eyes.

At the same time, coupled with the ability to predict, Lu Xuan's attack had not yet been launched, and he was already moving. Of course, he could use slower movements than him to dodge his attack.

When Lu Xuan's attack ended, Qi Ling looked at him who was panting heavily and said with a smile: "No way, Teacher Lu? You fell down before I even exerted my strength?"

"Let me tell you, martial arts, that's not what they are used for! The martial soul possesses: the Dragon Emperor!"

The dragon spirit once again possessed Qi Ling, and this time, there was a yellow century-old spirit ring on top of Qi Ling's spirit.

Lu Xuan looked at Qi Ling's martial spirit and his expression turned ugly.

He knew that Qi Ling's martial soul was very strong, but he was obviously only a first-level soul master. Why did he feel that even his soul power was crushed by him?

"You are just a first-level soul master. Even if you are possessed by a martial soul, what's the use?" Lu Xuan said calmly.

"Even if I can't hit you, you can't hit me either! Can you keep up with the speed of an agility attack type soul master?"

Lu Xuan said and began to move quickly around Qi Ling, fully demonstrating his speed advantage.

In his opinion, Qi Ling's speed was far inferior to his own, so even if he could dodge his own attacks, he would be invincible if he could not keep up with his own speed.

But Qi Ling looked at Lu Xuan, who was moving at high speed in front of him, and smiled and shook his head: "Teacher Lu, people's physiques cannot be generalized!"

"It's true that I can't match your speed, but why do you think that since I'm not as fast as you, I can't beat you?"

"The first soul skill: Nine Heavens Dragon Roar!"

Tang San looked at Qi Ling's posture, his expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly covered his ears: "No, Brother Qi is going to use that move again!"

Xiao Wu on the side asked curiously: "That move? What is it? Why do you cover your ears, Xiao San?"

"There's no time to explain, Xiao Wu, you should cover your ears quickly!" Tang San said.

Although Xiao Wu looked confused, she still obediently covered her ears. Then, they heard a melodious and magnificent dragon roar coming from Qi Ling's mouth.

The domineering dragon roar spread to every corner of the world. All the animals that heard the dragon roar lay on the ground and trembled, not daring to raise their heads to take a look.

The situation of the people at the scene was not much better than that of these animals. They were all stunned by the roar of the dragon and couldn't help themselves.

As for Lu Xuan, who was in front of Qi Ling, he was stunned and unable to move. He could only watch Qi Ling slowly walk towards him, but was unable to react.

This is the effect of Qi Ling's first soul skill: Nine Heavens Dragon Roar, a forced dizziness that ignores any conditions!

No matter how high the opponent's soul power is, how many soul rings, or how powerful his spiritual power is, he cannot be immune to this kind of dizziness! The only difference is the time and effect.

No matter how fast you move, it is useless if you are interrupted by control skills, let alone using methods such as forced stun.

Seeing Qi Ling gradually walking into him, Lu Xuan began to panic, but his body refused to obey his consciousness and could not move at all.

Qi Ling didn't say anything else. He just smiled and raised his fist, and with a roaring wind, he punched Lu Xuan in the face.

Seeing Qi Lingde's punch, Lu Xuan closed his eyes in horror, waiting for the severe pain to break his nose, but after waiting for a long time, he did not feel the pain.

After opening his eyes, Lu Xuan saw Qi Ling's fist stopping in front of his nose.

"Haha, don't be ridiculous, teacher, why would I hit you?" Qi Ling suddenly laughed and said, "You are a teacher!"

"In this round, let's just assume we have a draw!"

After saying that, Qi Ling turned back and walked out of the field without looking back at Lu Xuan.

Lu Xuan also recovered from the dizziness, but his feet weakened and he sat on the ground. The possession of the martial spirit was also released.

When all the students saw this scene, they immediately started cheering: "Boss Qi is mighty! Boss Qi is domineering!"

Everyone can see that Qi Ling basically won a crushing victory, just to save some face for Lu Xuan, so as not to make him unable to step down.

So all the students, like a hero, surrounded Qi Ling and walked out of the playground.

"Not bad, Qi Ling actually defeated that Lu Xuan!" Xiao Wu said with admiration, "And he did it so easily, it's really refreshing!"

"Indeed, both Brother Qi's strength and his final response can be said to be impeccable!" Tang San said with admiration.

"No wonder the teacher always asks me to learn from Brother Qi. In these aspects, I am indeed not as good as him, or even far behind."

"Haha, let's go back as soon as possible." Xiao Wu said happily, "He has been in so much limelight today, so we have to give him a good meal!"

The study life in the college passed very quickly. In the blink of an eye, one year passed.

Wang Sheng and Boss Xiao all went to take the exam for the Intermediate Soul Master Academy, and the other students also went back to their respective homes.

In the work-study student dormitory, only Tang San, Qi Ling, and Xiao Wu were left.

"The academy will have a holiday tomorrow, Brother Qi, Xiao Wu, aren't you two going home?" Tang San asked the two of them while packing his luggage.

Xiao Wu lay on the bed and said with a somewhat lonely expression: "If I don't go home, there will be no one around. Maybe I will just stay in the academy."

Qi Ling also said: "I don't have anywhere to go."

Unlike Tang San, Tang San still had a place where he grew up and could call home, but Qi Ling was already in the academy as soon as he came to this world.

As for the past life, when I think about it now, it is more like a dream that exists deep in my memory.

"That's it." Tang San nodded slightly and suddenly suggested to the two of them, "Then, you two, do you want to go home with me?"