Douluo's Emperor Dragon

Chapter 45 From the Finals

Regarding Feng Yuyan's words, Lu Yuan didn't take it seriously either. The soldiers came to cover them up. Even if the three opponents teamed up, he was confident of winning the final victory. This was his confidence in his own strength.

After returning to the dormitory, I chatted with Yuan Xin, and then began to meditate. The journey of cultivation is all about persistence.

The night time flies away.

next day!

It was about eight o'clock in the morning, and everyone gathered at the training ground again. Today's battle will be the last battle of the training camp, and it will also be the most intense championship battle.

So early in the morning, the ring was full of people, and none of the students who were still in the training camp, including Yuan Xin and other injured students, was absent.

Looking at the three people on the opposite side who were eager to try, Lu Yuan touched his ring, maybe he really had to give up all his cards today.

Lin Feng, Yan Xiang, and Feng Yuyan each have their own strengths, and it is quite tricky to add them together.

Chris stood on the ring, and in the final final, the atmosphere was quite high.

Squeezing his hand, Chris cleared his throat, "Students, after the cruel and intense selection competition, we still have four contestants left, and they are Lin Feng!"

On the ring, Lin Feng nodded.

"Yan Xiang!"

Yan Xiang showed a simple and honest smile.

"Feng Yuyan!" Feng Yuyan smiled faintly, exuding a charming charm.

"And the last Lu Yuan!"

"Lu Yuan, come on!" Yuan Xin waved his hand in the arena.

"En!" Lu Yuan nodded to Yuan Xin.

"Today's competition is a melee. There are no other rules except poison and intentional death. After the competition, the last student standing is the champion of this competition!"

Chris glanced at the four of them, "Are you all ready?"

"En!" The four nodded in unison.

"Okay, now the competition officially begins!" Chris quickly walked off the ring, and there were only four people left on the ring, including Lu Yuan.

Looking at the four people on the opposite side who still didn't move, Lu Yuan smiled faintly, turned sharply and rushed towards Lin Feng.

Among the three people on the opposite side, he was only interested in Lin Feng.

"Good time!" Faced with Lu Yuan's attack, Lin Feng was not to be outdone.

The figures of the two intertwined.

"Heh, let's start too!" Yan Xiang laughed and rushed into the battle group of the two.

Feng Yuyan's pretty face changed slightly, and a purple mist emanated from her body. A purple plant appeared on her right hand, with two yellow soul rings emitting light on it.

It was her Wuhun Ziyanluo, a top-notch plant-based Wuhun with the ability of illusion and poison.

The purple mist came and slowly spread towards the three of them.

"Ah!"

"Martial soul possessed!"

The three martial spirits are all possessed, and the five yellow spirit rings are shining at the same time, and the battle is about to start.

Yan Xiang repelled the rushing Yan Xiang with one punch, and Lu Yuan swept towards Lin Feng with one kick.

This kick came violently, with the sound of howling wind, Lin Feng's eyes froze, he turned around, and dodged Lu Yuan's sweep.

Just as Lu Yuan was about to give chase, Yan Xiang's fist hit Lu Yuan's head again.

"Crack!" Lu Yuan clenched his right fist, and with enough strength, he punched out.

The two fists collided, Lu Yuan took two steps back, but Yan Xiang was directly sent flying.

"Damn, it's strong enough!" Yan Xiang stabilized his figure, felt the somewhat numb fist, patted his chest, and sighed.

Lin Feng's expression changed, and he actually knocked Yan Xiang into the air with a single punch, with great strength.

Without paying much attention to Yan Xiang, Lu Yuan's figure still rushed towards Lin Feng.

For Lu Yuan, Lin Feng was the biggest threat.

"Ghost trail and leopard shadow!" Lin Feng made a wrong step, and his figure was erratic. This is his first soul skill, the effect is stealth and speed bonus.

Lin Feng's figure directly turned into several, and Lu Yuan's consecutive blows all hit the afterimages, and did not cause any harm to Lin Feng.

"Interesting!" Lu Yuan's footsteps stopped, his figure was ethereal, "Feng Wu Liu Huan!"

The figure was divided into six parts, turned into afterimages, and caught up with Lin Feng in an instant.

"What a speed!" Lu Yuan's fist brushed across Lin Feng's nose, and the fierce wind made Lin Feng's skin crawl.

"Shua!" Lu Yuan stomped on his feet, and six afterimages surrounded Lin Feng.

"This!" Looking at the two flying figures not far away, Yan Xiang's scalp felt a little numb, the speed of these two people was too terrifying, he couldn't get in at all!

But from the looks of it, Lin Feng was at a disadvantage, which made Yan Xiang secretly shocked.

Not only can he crush him in terms of strength, but he can also beat Lin Feng in terms of speed. He is really a terrifying kid.

"Second Soul Skill, Ghost Leopard Combo!" Under Lu Yuan's speed, Lin Feng felt great pressure and had to use his second Soul Skill.

As an agility attack type soul master, one day he would be crushed by a power attack type soul master in terms of speed. To be honest, Lin Feng felt quite aggrieved.

"Storm waves!" Facing Lin Feng's fierce leopard claws, Lu Yuan was not frightened, and used the tricks in Shanhai Quan.

The power of this Mountain Sea Fist is definitely not inferior to soul skills, after all, this is the proud martial art of Wu Wudi, one of the top ten fighters.

And Wu Wudi is one of the top masters in Fengyun World, even in this world, he is at least a figure above Soul Sage, how can such a strong man's martial arts be weak.

The level of Fengyun World may not be much lower than that of Douluo Dalu.

It's just that although Lu Yuan is proficient in Shanhai Quan, he still doesn't understand the essence of it thoroughly. In fact, this is also understandable. After all, Lu Yuan is only six years old, and this martial art is enough for him to use the soul king and soul emperor. class.

Lin Feng's speed was very fast, and the power of the ghost leopard's combo attack was not small, but for Lu Yuan whose speed was not inferior to him, and whose attack power was still far above him, it was not much of a threat.

Breaking through ten thousand spells with one force, Lu Yuan's punch canceled out Lin Feng's combo strikes one after another, and still blasted straight at Lin Feng's chest.

Seeing the huge fist close at hand, Lin Feng quickly turned around, but was still blown by the fist wind, and his body was thrown several meters away.

"Cough!" Lin Feng fell to the ground, with a trace of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Yuan kept his body shape and continued to attack, as the saying goes, taking advantage of his illness to kill him.

"Su!" Lu Yuan was surrounded by a cloud of purple mist. This purple mist was full of sweet fragrance, which made people want to smell it unconsciously.

Lu Yuan was startled, feeling a little confused in his head, and quickly ran the Qingqi Jing to quickly remove the feeling of confusion in his mind.

The Qing Qi Sutra is indeed a peerless skill, and Lu Yuan's head regained his sobriety in a short while.

"Huh?" Lu Yuan's face changed, only to notice a sudden attack of breath.

With his arms crossed across his chest, a huge fist hit Lu Yuan's crossed arms, and a huge force made Lu Yuan take seven steps back to stabilize his figure.

Looking at the figure on the opposite side, Lu Yuan's face became serious

(End of this chapter)