Wuhun Lingzhu from Douluo

Chapter 90
Just when the master was affirming his own judgment, Tai Long in the ring felt the pressure from the opponent.

Luo Gang, the No.1 player from the Purple Star Academy, has a soul power level of 39, and his martial soul is a pangolin.

A martial soul with a very good defensive power, the ghost of a pangolin that resembles an armor appears in the possession of the martial soul.

If you only look at these two aspects, Luo Gang is no match for Tai Long at all, but the precise control of soul power, various basic training and attack methods make up for the gap in this aspect.

Let Luo Gang use a slightly stronger ordinary martial spirit to fight against the powerful orangutan who is close to the top martial spirit.

bang.

The two were separated by a strong reaction force, and each took a dozen steps back.

Luo Gang took several steps back, stepped on the cracks in the floor under his feet, and finally stopped.

"What a powerful force." Luo Gang raised his head and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of determination.

This is not only a battle that will determine the rest of my life, but also the only chance to repay the boss. I want to win this game.

Luo Gang, who had made up his mind, put his hands on his sides and leaned his body downward, looking as if he was riding a motorcycle.

The phantom of the pangolin on the body is connected head to tail, and the armor of the limbs is blocked on both sides, completely closed, forming a tire-shaped armor.

Tai Long stared at this scene dumbfounded, and saw the pangolin like a millstone rolling towards him at high speed.

Before he had time to think about it, Tai Long put his hands in front of him, resisting the pangolin that was charging.

"boom!"

A violent voice sounded, although Tai Long blocked the pangolin, sparks of soul power friction flickered in his hands, and his feet slid back little by little.

Even with a ferocious face and a loud roar, it still doesn't help.

In the end, with everyone stunned, Tai Long was pushed off the ring abruptly.

After Tai Long was eliminated, Luo Gang stood on the ring and fell down before holding on for a few seconds.

"Luo Gang!"

An exclamation flashed in Weekend's ears, and then rushed up quickly.

"Don't worry, Luo Gang is fine, it's just that his soul power is exhausted." Weekend looked at the nervous team members and said soothingly.

Hearing the words of the weekend, and Luo Gang didn't seem to have any answers, the others calmed down.

Because both sides lost, so the second game each sent the next player.

"How did he do it?" The master looked at Luo Gang who was carried off the ring, the shock in his eyes still did not disappear.

"The pangolin's martial spirit is just a relatively powerful existence among ordinary martial spirits, barely close to high-level martial spirits. Its defense is not as good as that of Xuangui, and its strength is barely stronger than ordinary martial spirits. The only thing that can be said is that it is more balanced. No weakness in speed."

Puzzled and puzzled flashed in Grandmaster's eyes, and he couldn't figure it out even after racking his brains, how could a mere ordinary martial spirit defeat a powerful high-level martial spirit?

Or the existence of the vigorous orangutan, which is already comparable to the top martial arts in terms of strength.

"Impossible, the gap in martial spirit is inevitable, even relying on the spirit ring is very weak."

The master thought of this, and glanced at Tang San next to him.

"Teacher, Huang Yuan is about to lose!"

Tang San's words brought the master back to his senses, and he looked at the field with a frown.

Completely suppressed, although the strength of the two spirits is similar, and the level of spirit power is also similar, but the fighting power is extremely obvious.

"Teacher, these people!" Tang San stopped talking halfway, and looked at the master.

"The strength of the opponent is not trivial, it seems that we need you to play." After the master observed for a while, his face gradually became serious, and he turned his head to look at the Shrek Seven Monsters.

"Master, don't worry! Leave it to us." Dai Mubai patted his chest and said.

Looking at the Shrek Seven Monsters, the master calmed down a bit of irritability. They are all geniuses cultivated by themselves. As long as they work together, there is no opponent they cannot defeat.

"Well, Zhuqing, your speed is the fastest. In the next match, you will go on the court and finish the opponent with the fastest speed." The master looked at Zhu Zhuqing.

Zhu Zhuqing's face was calm, and after nodding his head, he said flatly: "Yes, master."

Soon, Huang Yuan was defeated on the field, and afterward, Zhu Zhuqing entered the field.

Soul Sect vs. Soul Venerable, and it was still full blood and half blood, the match was over soon, and Zhu Zhuqing won.

In the fourth match, Purple Star Academy sent a third person, who was still a soul master.

There is a huge gap in strength between the two, after Zhu Zhuqing consumed some of his soul power, the match is over, Zhu Zhuqing.

Fei Yu had already left the stage early, and when it was time for the next match, she slowly walked towards the ring.

Zhu Zhuqing looked at Fei Yu who was coming up, and slowly lowered his body, five fingers were covered with nails like blades.

"My soul power is less than half, and I can't fight a protracted battle at all, but the opponent's soul power level is higher than mine, it seems that I can only make a quick surprise attack." Zhu Zhuqing looked at Fei Yu with a heavy expression on his face.

"Game start!"

Following a voice in the sky, Zhu Zhuqing instantly turned into a shadow and rushed towards Feiyu.

The nails were as sharp as knives, and in an afterimage, they stabbed towards Fei Yu.

The fingernails pierced the flying feathers, but Zhu Zhuqing's face sank, he quickly leaned over, kicked to the side, and disappeared here in an instant.

"Boom!"

Two sharp feathers fell from the sky and pierced deeply into the stone slab.

Fei Yu flew in the air, looking at Zhu Zhuqing who was dodging quickly, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"So fast!"

Each feather is like a homing missile, closely following Zhu Zhuqing who is like a phantom.

While unable to catch up to her, this can make it impossible for her to stop.

"Zhu Zhuqing, I advise you not to struggle to the death, it is almost impossible for you to defeat me, wasting time here will only make you miserable, it is better to admit defeat now."

Fei Yu's voice came from below, but Zhu Zhuqing, who was moving at high speed below, did not respond at all.

Although she knew that Fei Yu, who could fly high in the sky, was the soul master who could completely restrain her, but even so, some of Fei Yu's soul power would be consumed.

The pure white wings gave off gusts of breeze, making the flying feathers look down quietly as if they were nailed to the sky.

"Captain, this flying feather flies so steadily, even more steadily than you."

A voice suddenly came from beside Feng Xiaotian.

"His flying is based on martial soul, and mine is based on soul skills, can it be the same?" Feng Xiaotian asked back.

Looking at the flying feathers that seemed to be nailed in the air, Feng Xiaotian felt a little admiration in his heart, even with the flying ability of Wuhun, it must have taken a lot of effort to achieve it so smoothly.

Time passed little by little, and the feathers of the breeze swept repeatedly, finally exhausting Zhu Zhuqing's soul power.

Looking at the fallen Zhu Zhuqing, Fei Yu's heart moved, the chasing feathers dissipated immediately, and then he looked in the direction of Shrek Academy.

"Next!"

Master and the others all frowned, Dai Mubai had already rushed out with a worried face, lifted Zhu Zhuqing and walked back.

(End of this chapter)