Douluo: The Pope offers sacrifices to heaven at the start

Chapter 57

"I'll come first."

Ah Qi's fingers intertwined and pressed down, making a crisp "quacking" sound.

She has been unhappy with these snarky bastards from Wuhun Academy for a long time, and she will beat them up next time.

Give them some color and see.

After hearing this, all the members of Tianqiong Academy took a step back to make room for Ah Qi.

"You actually let a girl fight in the first round. Don't you have any men in Sky Vault Academy?" Yan glanced at Ah Qi and said mockingly.

"Little sister, I think you should give up quickly, otherwise you will get hurt."

Yan walked out of the queue and looked at the slender girl with a playful face.

"Ah Qi, a martial soul blue silver grass, a level [-] assault type battle soul master, please give me some advice."

Ah Qi was not affected by the other party's mean provocation, and just looked at Yan with eyes as cold as a thousand-year glacier.

The killing intent made Yan tremble, but when he heard that the opponent's martial spirit was blue silver grass, his confidence bloomed like a night-blooming epiphyllum.

"A crippled Blue Silver Grass martial soul can actually cultivate to the fifteenth level, and dare to call himself an attack-type soul master?" Yan chuckled, and said proudly: "Wait a minute and I will let you know what a real attack-type soul master is.

Yan, Martial Soul Flame Lord, Level [-] Assault Department Battle Soul Master, please enlighten me. "

Yan didn't notice when he was talking nonsense, the faces of the contestants from Sky Vault Academy became very exciting.

Ah Qi is the eldest sister of Tianqiong Academy, they are very clear about how strong she is and how cruel her temperament is.

This idiot named Yan from Wuhun Academy dared to talk to the eldest sister like this. It is unimaginable how brutal the battle will be.

The contestants have been decided, and with the orders given by teachers from both sides, the competition officially begins.

Ah Qi and Yan summoned their martial souls almost at the same time and released their soul rings.

The moment the two soul rings appeared, everyone present took a breath.

The yellow soul ring on Yan's body was rich in color and definitely not a simple thing that was just over a hundred years old. Ah Qi's purple soul ring was beyond the awareness of everyone present.

The limit of the first soul ring is about 400 years, which is the consensus among the soul masters.

How could this little girl's first spirit ring be at the millennium level?

Shocked, Yan froze in place for a moment without moving.

Ah Qi would not let this good opportunity go soft-hearted, and saw her kick her back foot on the ground suddenly, and her figure disappeared on the spot in a flash.

"Yan!" A shout from a teammate behind him pulled Yan's consciousness back.

When he restrained his mind and focused on the battle in front of him, a plain white fist had already struck towards his face.

Yan circulated his soul power, and the dark red flames burning all over his body converged on his fist.

He quickly raised his fist to block, trying to resist his opponent's attack.

But after he raised his arm, the expected attack did not fall.

At this moment, an ominous premonition suddenly surged in Yan's heart, which was the instinctive reaction of the body when a living being was threatened with death.

The opponent's fist did not attack, so what is her intention?

In the next moment, the answer was revealed.

A heart-piercing pain that penetrates into the soul goes from bottom to top, along the spinal nerves, into the brain, and straight to the sky.

The severe pain caused Yan's body to instantly lose the ability to resist, and the consciousness of the whole person was suddenly shaken and nearly slackened.

The rest of the attack caused Yan's body to fall backwards.

After falling to the ground, the pain activated the body's subconscious protective mechanism, and his body curled up like a cooked shrimp.

The pupils lost focus, the black pupils trembled, and the whole face was as paralyzed as a pancake, which showed the seriousness of the injury.

It turned out that Ah Qi's fist was just a fake move to lure the enemy, and the real attack was an extremely sharp kick that hit the vital point directly.

The back of the male watching the battle felt cold, his body shivered, and his thighs were unconsciously clamped.

Not to mention the personal experience, this blow makes people sweat just by imagining it.

"Yan!"

After reacting, Chen Yun let out a loud shout, jumped directly to Yan's side, picked him up and examined his injuries carefully.

"You little beast, you are so vicious! How dare you do this!"

Chen Yun gritted his teeth and stared at Ah Qi as if he was going to pounce on him and tear him into pieces the next moment.

Lin Meng appeared in front of Ah Qi at the right time, blocking Chen Yun's sinister gaze.

"Competitions are risky. I have already said before the start that you will be at your own risk. Why don't you forget it right after you lose?" Lin Meng mocked with a look of disgust, "Why are you kicking if you can't afford to lose!"

People from Wuhun Academy blocked the gate of Tianqiong Academy just to destroy the signboard.

If you want to destroy other people's brands and jobs, you must be willing to bear the cost.

"You, you, you..." Chen Yun hugged Yan, and the violent flames in his eyes could not be suppressed and spewed out.

"Do you still want to fight? If you don't fight, then get out, and don't be an eyesore in front of our Sky Vault Academy." Lin Meng said fearlessly.

The people from Wuhun Academy are simply unreasonable.

Besides, the strong in the soul master world are respected, the winner takes all and the loser eats the dust, and the loser has no right to clamor.

"Okay, okay, I've made a note of this matter at the Wuhun Academy." Chen Yun finally held back and didn't attack.

Yan's defeat in the battle was just a moment of carelessness, and he didn't expect the opponent to use such vicious tricks.

The Fire Lord is a top-notch animal martial spirit of both earth and fire systems. It can unleash a wide range of fire damage and is the best soul master to restrain plant-based martial arts.

If the two sides fight with all their strength, Chen Yun does not believe that Yan, who possesses the Martial Soul of the Flame Lord, will lose to a trash Blue Silver Grass.

"Duanmu, go up and destroy that little bastard!" Chen Yun hugged Yan off the stage

"Yes!" Seeing that his teammates were hit hard, Duanmuji, filled with anger, stepped forward to fight.

"Duanmuji, Wuhun Gale Blade, a level [-] attack-type battle soul master, please give me some advice!"

The thin boy, who was half a head taller than Yan, called out a long green knife. The blade cut through the air and made a "crackling" sound.

Ah Qi raised his right hand, turned his wrist and clasped his five fingers inward, signaling the other party to let the horse come over.

At the moment when Ah Qi's five fingers were clasped inward, Duanmuji's body rushed forward, and the green long knife swept across, cutting off at the waist.

Facing the opponent's sudden attack, Ah Qi stepped back quickly to avoid the attack distance of the opponent's blade.

"The first soul skill, Furious Wind Slash!"

Seeing that the blade could not reach the opponent, Duanmuji immediately lit up the yellow soul ring and activated the soul skill.

I saw the long green sword throwing out a blast of wind as it swept forward, slashing straight towards Ah Qi.

During the retreat, Ah Qi leaned back, put one hand on the ground, and lowered his waist to avoid the incoming sword.

The sharp wind blew past her face, and Ah Qi could feel a slight sting on her face.

After dodging the enemy's attack, Ah Qi's hand supporting the ground suddenly exerted strength, and his body rolled sideways to draw a beautiful curve.

Taking advantage of the gap between Duanmuji's soul skills, Ah Qi successfully got close to the opponent's inside line.

The other fist gathered bright blue light, and the fierce and swift fist hit Duanmuji directly on the chest.

"Soul skill, shattering blow."

The fist I saw flashed past, and Duanmuji's chest was obviously sunken inward.

"Ouch!"

Duanmuji's throat was sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

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