Chapter 142 Easy Victory
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Ji Mo De Yue Ling
Chapter 142 Easy Victory
"Game start."
Feng Xiaotian immediately used his soul skill and roared: "The first soul skill: Wind Blade Array."
The two-headed wind demon wolf behind Feng Xiaotian waved its wolf claws, forming dozens of wind blades. Zhao Zilong immediately used Lingbo Weibu at his feet. Because of the special nature of Lingbo Weibu, every step he took, there was a wave behind him. There will be psychedelic afterimages left behind, and Feng Xiaotian's wind blade cannot hit Zhao Zilong at all.
"What kind of pace is this? A self-created soul skill?" Feng Xiaotian frowned slightly when he saw Zhao Zilong's speed getting faster. However, he was of the agility and attack system, so naturally he was not afraid of speed, and Zhao Zilong was currently ranked third. Feng Xiaotian didn't know what the four soul skills were.
"Heartbroken Poison·Bamboo Leaf Sword Rain?" For a moment, countless Bluesilver Grass leaves flew out. ,
Seeing this soul skill, Feng Xiaotian's mouth was a little disdainful, because Zhao Zilong had been using this soul skill during the preliminaries. The first soul skill was Bamboo Leaf Sword Rain, the second soul skill was Heart-breaking Poison, and the second soul skill was Bamboo Leaf Sword Rain. The existence is equivalent to assisting the first soul skill.
However, to Feng Xiaotian, who was a wind attribute, this kind of attack was nothing at all.
"The second soul skill: Demonic Wolf Possession." The two-headed wind demonic wolf behind Feng Xiaotian began to merge with Feng Xiaotian. With a wave of his hand, a wall of wind was formed, covering all the flying Bluesilver Grass leaves. It was blown away.
"Hmph, although your Blue Silver Grass is immune to ice and fire, I don't believe that your Blue Silver Grass is also immune to wind." Feng Xiaotian shouted angrily: "The third soul skill: Wind Wings."
The next second, a bunch of wind-attribute wings sprouted from Feng Xiaotian's back, and he flew into the air. He looked down at Zhao Zilong and said, "I don't know what your third and fourth soul skills are, but , I don’t believe you can defeat me in the air.”
Zhao Zilong looked at Feng Xiaotian in the air, his eyes gradually became serious, but he still pretended to be light-hearted and joked: "Obviously the martial spirit is a wolf, why can it fly in the air! But, how can you defeat him in the air? And me!"
| Feng Xiaotian stopped snorting contemptuously: "Hmph, the first soul skill: Wind Blade Array."
Zhao Zilong saw that the speed of the wind blade array at this time was faster than before, and he immediately used Lingbo Weistep to avoid it.
Feng Xiaotian looked at Zhao Zilong's embarrassed look in the air and sneered: "My second soul skill, Demonic Wolf Possession, can increase attack, defense, and agility by 50.00%. You said before that my soul power is not as good as yours , now I will tell you why I was born with full soul power, but until now I only have level 44 soul power, because I have been practicing a self-created soul skill."
As he spoke, wind blades appeared on Feng Xiaotian's wings and hands. There were six wind blades in total. He swooped up from the air and roared: "Take the move! Wind Demon Wolf·36 consecutive cuts."
Seeing that Feng Xiaotian's speed suddenly increased several times, Zhao Zilong immediately retreated and slashed into the air with his sword. Feng Xiaotian's speed did not slow down, but instead became faster.
Zhao Zilong used Lingbo Weibu to move faster, constantly dodging, leaving afterimages on the playing field, while Feng Xiaotian's wings and arms merged into one, slashing continuously, and the power of the attack became stronger and stronger. As it gets bigger, its attack speed also increases. Its biggest feature is to use speed and gravity to continuously enhance its attack power.
Zhao Zilong discovered that if he continued to dodge, he would definitely be hit. Now he has only completed twelve consecutive strikes of 36 consecutive strikes. If he completed 36 consecutive strikes, how powerful would the final blow be? Zhao Zilong did not want to go there. Know.
"White eyes." All of a sudden, Zhao Zilong's pupils turned white, and veins appeared around his eyes, which looked a bit scary. However, at this time, Zhao Zilong could clearly see the acupuncture points on Feng Xiaotian's body. The weaker the The light spots on the acupuncture points are more obvious.
Feng Xiaotian looked at Zhao Zilong and his whole aura changed instantly, but at this time, he had no choice but to launch the continuous slashing attack.
"Taking acupoints..." Just when Feng Xiaotian was approaching, Zhao Zilong stopped dodging and directly aimed at the acupuncture points on Feng Xiaotian's arm.
With a 'pop' sound, the acupuncture point instantly caused the soul power on Feng Xiaotian's arm to dissipate. The arm that was originally the wind blade suddenly disappeared.
Feng Xiaotian looked shocked, and the wind blade of his other arm was also struck down by Zhao Zilong. Zhao Zilong did not dodge, and also cracked Feng Xiaotian's wind blade with one finger.
Feng Xiaotian's 36 consecutive slashes of the Wind Demon Wolf were instantly ineffective. Feng Xiaotian looked shocked and immediately wanted to retreat, but Zhao Zilong would not give him a chance. The distance was so close, and Zhao Zilong would not let him fly again. Gone into the air.
"Soft fist." Zhao Zilong's palms fell continuously on Feng Xiaotian's body. With several consecutive palms, several large acupuncture points of Feng Xiaotian were directly sealed, making it difficult to control the soul power of the blow.
"Ahem, how could this happen?" Feng Xiaotian spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing his mask red. At this time, the people around him looked at Feng Xiaotian, who was still majestic just now, but was only beaten by Zhao Zilong. After a few slaps, he vomited blood. His physical fitness must be too poor!
"It's over." With that said, Zhao Zilong hit Feng Xiaotian directly in the heart with another palm. Feng Xiaotian was like a kite with its string broken, and was directly knocked away by Zhao Zilong's palm.
Feng Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground, spit out another mouthful of blood at this time. He didn't understand why Zhang Zilong's fists were so powerful, but Zhao Zilong didn't do ink. He shouted to the host: "He has already fallen down." Now, why don’t you declare my victory?”
"Wait a minute..." At this moment, Feng Xiaotian, who had fallen on the ground, got up with difficulty. Looking at Zhao Zilong, he was very unwilling. He still had a lot of soul power, but for some reason, he was inexplicably unable to do so. After using it, and there were bursts of severe pain in the internal organs at this time, he said: "What kind of soul skill is this? Why can't I use soul power."
"I just temporarily sealed your soul power. You don't have to worry. In an hour at most, your acupuncture points sealed by my acupuncture points will be automatically unlocked." Zhao Zilong explained: "Okay. , now you have to choose to admit defeat, or I will throw you under the ring."
"Sealed my soul power?" Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian couldn't believe it, but at this time he could no longer mobilize his soul power, and he also suffered internal injuries. He was no match for Zhao Zilong. He gritted his teeth. Said: "I know him."
The host immediately announced after hearing this: "Contestant Feng Xiaotian surrenders, and contestant Zhao Zilong wins."
Seeing such a confusing situation, everyone in the other major colleges was also stunned. Zhao Zilong actually had this method of blocking the opponent's soul power, so why fight!After all, if a soul master loses his soul power, he is no different from ordinary people. At most, his physical quality is slightly better than that of ordinary people.
After hearing his victory, Zhao Zilong turned around and was about to leave, but Feng Xiaotian suddenly said: "Although I lost to you, I will not give up on sister Huo Wu. Sooner or later, I will defeat you."
(End of this chapter)
"Game start."
Feng Xiaotian immediately used his soul skill and roared: "The first soul skill: Wind Blade Array."
The two-headed wind demon wolf behind Feng Xiaotian waved its wolf claws, forming dozens of wind blades. Zhao Zilong immediately used Lingbo Weibu at his feet. Because of the special nature of Lingbo Weibu, every step he took, there was a wave behind him. There will be psychedelic afterimages left behind, and Feng Xiaotian's wind blade cannot hit Zhao Zilong at all.
"What kind of pace is this? A self-created soul skill?" Feng Xiaotian frowned slightly when he saw Zhao Zilong's speed getting faster. However, he was of the agility and attack system, so naturally he was not afraid of speed, and Zhao Zilong was currently ranked third. Feng Xiaotian didn't know what the four soul skills were.
"Heartbroken Poison·Bamboo Leaf Sword Rain?" For a moment, countless Bluesilver Grass leaves flew out. ,
Seeing this soul skill, Feng Xiaotian's mouth was a little disdainful, because Zhao Zilong had been using this soul skill during the preliminaries. The first soul skill was Bamboo Leaf Sword Rain, the second soul skill was Heart-breaking Poison, and the second soul skill was Bamboo Leaf Sword Rain. The existence is equivalent to assisting the first soul skill.
However, to Feng Xiaotian, who was a wind attribute, this kind of attack was nothing at all.
"The second soul skill: Demonic Wolf Possession." The two-headed wind demonic wolf behind Feng Xiaotian began to merge with Feng Xiaotian. With a wave of his hand, a wall of wind was formed, covering all the flying Bluesilver Grass leaves. It was blown away.
"Hmph, although your Blue Silver Grass is immune to ice and fire, I don't believe that your Blue Silver Grass is also immune to wind." Feng Xiaotian shouted angrily: "The third soul skill: Wind Wings."
The next second, a bunch of wind-attribute wings sprouted from Feng Xiaotian's back, and he flew into the air. He looked down at Zhao Zilong and said, "I don't know what your third and fourth soul skills are, but , I don’t believe you can defeat me in the air.”
Zhao Zilong looked at Feng Xiaotian in the air, his eyes gradually became serious, but he still pretended to be light-hearted and joked: "Obviously the martial spirit is a wolf, why can it fly in the air! But, how can you defeat him in the air? And me!"
| Feng Xiaotian stopped snorting contemptuously: "Hmph, the first soul skill: Wind Blade Array."
Zhao Zilong saw that the speed of the wind blade array at this time was faster than before, and he immediately used Lingbo Weistep to avoid it.
Feng Xiaotian looked at Zhao Zilong's embarrassed look in the air and sneered: "My second soul skill, Demonic Wolf Possession, can increase attack, defense, and agility by 50.00%. You said before that my soul power is not as good as yours , now I will tell you why I was born with full soul power, but until now I only have level 44 soul power, because I have been practicing a self-created soul skill."
As he spoke, wind blades appeared on Feng Xiaotian's wings and hands. There were six wind blades in total. He swooped up from the air and roared: "Take the move! Wind Demon Wolf·36 consecutive cuts."
Seeing that Feng Xiaotian's speed suddenly increased several times, Zhao Zilong immediately retreated and slashed into the air with his sword. Feng Xiaotian's speed did not slow down, but instead became faster.
Zhao Zilong used Lingbo Weibu to move faster, constantly dodging, leaving afterimages on the playing field, while Feng Xiaotian's wings and arms merged into one, slashing continuously, and the power of the attack became stronger and stronger. As it gets bigger, its attack speed also increases. Its biggest feature is to use speed and gravity to continuously enhance its attack power.
Zhao Zilong discovered that if he continued to dodge, he would definitely be hit. Now he has only completed twelve consecutive strikes of 36 consecutive strikes. If he completed 36 consecutive strikes, how powerful would the final blow be? Zhao Zilong did not want to go there. Know.
"White eyes." All of a sudden, Zhao Zilong's pupils turned white, and veins appeared around his eyes, which looked a bit scary. However, at this time, Zhao Zilong could clearly see the acupuncture points on Feng Xiaotian's body. The weaker the The light spots on the acupuncture points are more obvious.
Feng Xiaotian looked at Zhao Zilong and his whole aura changed instantly, but at this time, he had no choice but to launch the continuous slashing attack.
"Taking acupoints..." Just when Feng Xiaotian was approaching, Zhao Zilong stopped dodging and directly aimed at the acupuncture points on Feng Xiaotian's arm.
With a 'pop' sound, the acupuncture point instantly caused the soul power on Feng Xiaotian's arm to dissipate. The arm that was originally the wind blade suddenly disappeared.
Feng Xiaotian looked shocked, and the wind blade of his other arm was also struck down by Zhao Zilong. Zhao Zilong did not dodge, and also cracked Feng Xiaotian's wind blade with one finger.
Feng Xiaotian's 36 consecutive slashes of the Wind Demon Wolf were instantly ineffective. Feng Xiaotian looked shocked and immediately wanted to retreat, but Zhao Zilong would not give him a chance. The distance was so close, and Zhao Zilong would not let him fly again. Gone into the air.
"Soft fist." Zhao Zilong's palms fell continuously on Feng Xiaotian's body. With several consecutive palms, several large acupuncture points of Feng Xiaotian were directly sealed, making it difficult to control the soul power of the blow.
"Ahem, how could this happen?" Feng Xiaotian spat out a mouthful of blood, dyeing his mask red. At this time, the people around him looked at Feng Xiaotian, who was still majestic just now, but was only beaten by Zhao Zilong. After a few slaps, he vomited blood. His physical fitness must be too poor!
"It's over." With that said, Zhao Zilong hit Feng Xiaotian directly in the heart with another palm. Feng Xiaotian was like a kite with its string broken, and was directly knocked away by Zhao Zilong's palm.
Feng Xiaotian, who was lying on the ground, spit out another mouthful of blood at this time. He didn't understand why Zhang Zilong's fists were so powerful, but Zhao Zilong didn't do ink. He shouted to the host: "He has already fallen down." Now, why don’t you declare my victory?”
"Wait a minute..." At this moment, Feng Xiaotian, who had fallen on the ground, got up with difficulty. Looking at Zhao Zilong, he was very unwilling. He still had a lot of soul power, but for some reason, he was inexplicably unable to do so. After using it, and there were bursts of severe pain in the internal organs at this time, he said: "What kind of soul skill is this? Why can't I use soul power."
"I just temporarily sealed your soul power. You don't have to worry. In an hour at most, your acupuncture points sealed by my acupuncture points will be automatically unlocked." Zhao Zilong explained: "Okay. , now you have to choose to admit defeat, or I will throw you under the ring."
"Sealed my soul power?" Hearing this, Feng Xiaotian couldn't believe it, but at this time he could no longer mobilize his soul power, and he also suffered internal injuries. He was no match for Zhao Zilong. He gritted his teeth. Said: "I know him."
The host immediately announced after hearing this: "Contestant Feng Xiaotian surrenders, and contestant Zhao Zilong wins."
Seeing such a confusing situation, everyone in the other major colleges was also stunned. Zhao Zilong actually had this method of blocking the opponent's soul power, so why fight!After all, if a soul master loses his soul power, he is no different from ordinary people. At most, his physical quality is slightly better than that of ordinary people.
After hearing his victory, Zhao Zilong turned around and was about to leave, but Feng Xiaotian suddenly said: "Although I lost to you, I will not give up on sister Huo Wu. Sooner or later, I will defeat you."
(End of this chapter)
