Chapter 265: Growing up from being beaten
"Go all out, understand?"
"Understood." Qin Lan took a deep breath, and the previous shrinkage slowly receded, replaced by a strong fighting spirit.
He gradually completed the possession of the martial spirit, looked at Chen Junting with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice: "I remember very clearly that Gao Ming and I could do very little during our entrance exam. At that time, I swore, I don’t want to be so powerless in the future.”
"But I know very well that my talent is mediocre, so I learned this skill after becoming a disciple of Elder Zhang!"
Chen Junting smiled and nodded without interrupting his narration.
It wasn't until Qin Lan's words stopped that he said: "I know this move very well. I can only see the ghost shadow, but not the soul ring, right?"
Eight simple words explain the horror of Elder Zhang Ming's specialty.
Not only the speed, but also the method of coming and going without a trace like a ghost is enough to make people tremble with fear.
After all, such an assassin can kill you at any time.
Qin Lan grinned, and his five soul rings shone. "Of course there are more. This hand, I have adapted it according to my own soul skills. Although it has not been completely developed, but..."
"Ouch——"
The Nether Wind Wolf quietly emerged from the soul ring, and then lay on Qin Lan's back, gradually becoming one with him.
It was like Qin Lan put on a layer of transparent Netherworld Wind Wolf Soul Power Armor based on the completion of his martial soul possession.
"This is…"
"Qin Lan has matched up with the soul to such an extent!"
"..."
When other people saw this scene, they all exclaimed in amazement.
You know, doing this is not easy at all. Although they don't know exactly how to achieve this step, it is obvious that in addition to in-depth research on the soul, they also need to achieve a deeper connection with their own soul.
At this moment, Gao Ming and the others couldn't help but change their eyes when they looked at Qin Lan. From the pity of "see how you get beaten" to the curiosity of "see what you can do when you get beaten".
Although this transformation is very weak and boring.
"Watch it."
He held his breath and concentrated all his attention on Chen Junting. With the flash of the fourth soul ring, two illusory but identical figures suddenly emerged from Qin Lan's body, turning from virtual to real, and soon it was impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.
"Oh, a clone soul skill."
tread!
The exclamation from his mouth did not hinder Chen Junting's actions. He took one step forward and the Seven Killing Sword was unsheathed.
"Up!"
It seems to be talking to itself, and it seems to be announcing.
The three Qin Lans sprang out almost at the same time, and then connected in a line, as if they were one person. But soon, they turned into three streams of light and sprang out from three different directions.
But in Chen Junting's perception, there was no fluctuation in the soul power of the three figures at all. Since his eyes are not deceiving him now, it means that Qin Lan's soul power has been completely blocked.
Even mental strength...
"I can't feel it either."
Chen Junting looked at the uncertain Qin Lan and said with a smile: "It is indeed Uncle Zhang's unique skill. And with the addition of the clone soul skill, it confused my eyes even though you are not up to speed."
As soon as he finished speaking, "Whoops——"
The three figures took action at the same time, using an unpredictable path to attack in an unpredictable direction.
However, Chen Junting raised the Seven Killing Sword lightly. "Wha—", the sword roared out as if dragging a gleam of cold light!
It was slashed straight away, but it seemed to be easily avoided.
The next second——
"Bang!"
The clone was broken, Qin Lan flew out twice as fast as he rushed out, and sank into the ground like a cannonball.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other and were speechless.
The stunt I was told was so awesome.
I didn’t expect to fly back even faster than before! At the same time, Chen Junting glanced at the cut off strand of clothes, his eyes full of admiration, or in other words, relief.
"Not bad, not bad."
"Ahem——"
Qin Lan staggered up and dusted himself off.
"It's really weird. I've obviously hidden my true identity very well. How could you find and attack it accurately?"
"It's simple, intuitive."
"intuition…"
Seeing that Chen Junting was serious, Qin Lan murmured in a low voice.
Indeed, if perception is useless, intuition developed through many battles is the best way to crack this trick.
This is possible for most strong people.
But it's not like most titled Douluo still act like normal people after doing it. After all, as long as you use this move at a fast speed, your opponents will not be able to react.
Elder Zhang Ming, for example, has achieved this step.
"Then...Lao Gu, Xiaotian, and Yuhao, you three will go out. After all, your strength will exceed the standard next time."
Without the use of martial arts avatars and formations, he is not so conceited that he can be his opponent if everyone joins forces.
After that, Ning Tian and the others left the team due to Wu Feng's anger. Chen Junting looked at the remaining people and gave them a creepy smile, "You should all go through the hellish guidance together to avoid wasting time."
Under the fighting spirit stage, it suddenly became silent.
Like hay being set alight by sparks, the first person to show his anger was without exception, Wu Feng. "You bastard! I have never seen a guy as arrogant as you!"
"roar--"
With a dragon's roar, Wu Feng took the lead.
When she jumped onto the soul fighting platform, her body suddenly became taller. In the blink of an eye, the red dragon spirit had completed its possession.
In one quick step, he appeared in front of Chen Junting.
"Do you think you can underestimate me!? Swordman!" The dragon claws covered with red scales were surrounded by red dragon flames, and with a high temperature close to the ultimate fire, they struck Chen Junting's chest hard!
Chen Junting made no extra moves, not even using his sword.
The moment he raised his left arm, he flipped his left hand and shot.
The moment the two came into contact, Wu Feng felt as if his claw had hit a piece of ten-thousand-year-old mysterious ice. Not only was it extremely hard, but it also exuded an extreme chill, as if it could bring her to the extreme. The fiery red dragon flame was extinguished.
On the other hand, Chen Junting, after blocking the blow lightly, his palm was still as smooth as white jade. Wu Feng's blow just now obviously didn't even leave any trace of burning.
It’s Snow Emperor’s soul bone skill!
When she thought of this, Wu Feng's pupils shrank, and when she realized something was wrong, she was about to stop, "Xiao Feng, you are too reckless."
At this moment, Chen Junting's voice was like thunder on the ground, and the violent roar exploded in Wu Feng's ears.
"You focus on fire, but the properties of flames are diverse. Do you want to pursue high temperature, explosion, or something else... You have to think clearly after that and choose one as your main attack direction."
As soon as Wu Feng heard these words, before she could react or was frozen into an ice sculpture, Chen Junting decisively closed his palm and then kicked her in the abdomen like a rocket launcher.
"Bang--"
Wu Feng's eyes instantly protruded outwards, and his whole body bowed like a shrimp.
"Ugh——Swordman, I am%￥*&￥#!"
However, as soon as she finished cursing, she was blown away again.
"You have such a stinky mouth."
Chen Junting clapped his hands indifferently, looked down at the few people who had not yet reacted and came on stage, and said coldly.
"Why don't you come up here and receive guidance..."
(End of chapter)