Chapter 60 The second scene

Lan Hongyu covered the part of his left shoulder where he was stabbed, with some disbelief in his eyes.

How could this be possible? This guy who looked several years younger than himself could actually see through his attack, react quickly to block it, and counterattack at the same time.

But just as Lan Hongyu was surprised, his opponent Wang Lingjun was not idle and stabbed at him again with another white blade.

In desperation, he could only dodge again, but when he dodged, he suddenly found that his body seemed to become a little heavy, and the speed of dodging decreased a lot.

"not good!"

Lan Hongyu's face turned pale in an instant. Because his dodging speed had slowed down, his body was pierced by the opponent's flying spear again.

Although these thorns do not hurt very much and do not cause much bleeding, the pierced areas are very itchy.

It was so itchy that it was hard for him to concentrate on the enemy, and his hands couldn't help but want to scratch.

Wang Lingjun saw that his attack was effective, but he did not relax. Instead, his eyes became more focused.

He unconsciously tightened the sword in his hand, and suddenly he rushed towards Lan Hongyu.

Because of his first soul skill, the White Blade Thorn is not damaging enough.

The function of Bai Feng Ci is more like an auxiliary skill. The flying needles he sends out are poisonous and can reduce the enemy's speed for a short period of time. At the same time, the pierced part will feel extremely itchy for a short period of time, which has the effect of disturbing the opponent's mind.

Lan Hongyu's face looked extremely ugly at the moment, and he wanted to scratch the stabbed part with his hand.

On the other hand, because he was in the middle of a battle, he had to focus his attention on his opponent.

When he saw his opponent rushing towards him with a sword, he had to use his claws to resist.

While defending, he also had to be on guard and not let the opponent's sword tip point at him. If he was stabbed by the opponent again, he probably wouldn't be able to bear it.

"The situation was reversed in an instant, and Wang Lingjun switched from defense to offense. At this time, we can see that Lan Hongyu could only keep retreating under Wang Lingjun's fierce attack."

The host was still explaining, but even so, the scattered audience members did not show much enthusiasm.

This soul fighting arena further back is usually used for battles between first-ring soul masters.

The battle between the one-ring soul masters was indeed not very entertaining to watch, and the audience was not very interested.

But it is not absolute. If a bloody scene appears on the field, the audience will definitely be very enthusiastic.

"It seems that Wang Lingjun has won this competition." On the audience stand, Ning Rongrong looked at Wang Lingjun who was constantly attacking on the field and expressed her opinion.

It seems that Lu Nan, Xiao Wu and their classmates are quite capable. Although they are only first-ring soul masters and the soul power level difference of three or four levels is not very big, it is still good enough that they can win.

The fight on the field was exactly as Ning Rongrong had expected. Under Wang Lingjun's fierce attack, Lan Hongyu soon gave up and admitted defeat.

The main reason was that his body was too itchy and he couldn't concentrate on fighting the enemy.

After the host announced Wang Lingjun's victory, Lan Hongyu hurriedly asked Wang Lingjun to give him the antidote, as he was itching in several places on his body and he could hardly bear it.

"Sorry, there's no antidote for that, but it won't be long before the poison loses its effect and the itching stops."

After Wang Lingjun finished speaking, he turned around and walked off the stage.

"Damn it, how long will it take?"

Lan Hongyu thought he would be relieved after admitting defeat, but he didn't expect that to be the case at all. This made him feel cheated. If he had known earlier, he would have persisted.

Soon, the host announced the next one-on-one fighting spirit. "It's finally my turn."

After hearing the host's announcement, Chen Mufeng couldn't wait to walk onto the stage.

His opponent this time was Wang Long, who looked three or four years older than him.

However, the opponent's soul power level is just the same as his, which is level 14.

"Possessed by a martial spirit!"

As soon as they entered the arena, both sides began to possess martial spirits, and both sides also had beast martial spirits.

Chen Mufeng's martial soul is a lynx. Once the martial soul possessed him, his ears turned into furry erect ears, and a tuft of black hair stood on the tips of his ears.

The palms also became wider and grew sharp claws.

At this moment, the expression on Chen Mufeng's face changed completely. He became aloof and exuded a cold aura.

His opponent Wang Long's martial soul is a hound. After the martial soul possessed him, his muscles swelled a lot. Although the claws in his palms did not look as sharp as Chen Mufeng's, they were thicker.

"Is it just a ten-year spirit ring?" After being possessed by the martial spirit, Chen Mufeng looked at his opponent, feeling a little disappointed.

It seems that the age of the first soul ring of the soul masters in Tiandou City is not all a hundred years.

Soon, Chen Mufeng saw the soul ring on his opponent light up, and it seemed that he was preparing to launch an attack, but he did not move and still stood there quietly.

"Contestant Wang Long's spirit ring has lit up. It looks like he is preparing to strike first, but our contestant Chen Mufeng doesn't seem to have any reaction."

The host's voice also sounded at this time.

"Hmph!" Wang Long got angry when he saw the arrogant and unmoved expression on his opponent Chen Mufeng's face. It turned out that he couldn't get along with cats.

As the soul ring on his body lit up, the claws in his palms began to emit yellow light.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Long moved his feet and flew towards Chen Mufeng.

When Chen Mufeng saw this, his expression remained calm.

Just when Wang Long was about to pounce on him, he instantly moved a step to the left and at the same time did a roundhouse kick, kicking Wang Long in the back.

Because Chen Mufeng was standing only four or five meters away from the edge of the stage, his kick directly kicked Wang Long off the stage.

The fight ended so quickly that the host was a little surprised. He was stunned for two seconds before he reacted and announced that the winner was Chen Mufeng.

After the show was over, Chen Mufeng also freed himself from his martial spirit and walked off the stage while complaining about how his opponent was too weak and that he didn't have any fun at all.

"Mu Feng, this is boring. You should know that you can only participate in one soul fight every day. Even if you include the double battle and the team battle, there are only three games. How boring it is to be solved in one go."

After Lu Nan and the others reunited with Chen Mufeng, Lu Nan started to complain about Chen Mufeng's previous fight.

"You can't blame me for the opponent being too weak. How could I have known that he couldn't even block this kick?"

Chen Mufeng spread his hands helplessly, but he still had a two-man battle to go, so he wasn't too disappointed.

"You still have plenty of time for your double battle, it's my turn next."

Lu Nan patted Chen Mufeng on the shoulder and said, then he walked towards the registration office.

(End of this chapter)