Chapter 45 Arrogance
“Beibei, can you beat him?”
Tang Ya was worried as she took out the gold soul coin from her arms to pay the ticket price for the next show. He looked at the elegant young man.
The dark blue-haired boy had a solemn expression, and after hearing the voice, he looked away from the audience.
He shook his head slightly, "I don't know."
"But I shouldn't be too sure. Although I can defeat that senior sister... But this junior student acted too easily, and the gray armor was a bit weird. It was obviously formed by airflow, but it was comparable to gold and stone. Just now Senior Sister Li's feathers shot onto it, sparking a burst of sparks..."
"And if he dares to confront Senior Sister Li head-on, he must not be too powerful."
Tang Ya stared. Staring with dark eyes, he said with some disbelief: "Your martial spirit is the second best beast martial spirit in the mainland. In terms of strength, it shouldn't be inferior to a gun, right?"
Beibei smiled bitterly, "What's wrong with the gun? It's not like there isn't a top-quality martial spirit in the gun... Besides, my blue electric Tyrannosaurus Rex is not a dragon-shaped martial spirit with the ultimate power like Taixu Xuanlong."
Tang Ya Still a little dissatisfied, seeing that her boyfriend was so ambitious, he said angrily: "Taixu Xuanlong is strong, but wasn't yours once the number one beast martial spirit in the mainland? It's not much different."
"Are you going? Thousand-year soul bones."
The girl with a high ponytail rolled her eyes and poked her boyfriend's shoulder with her elbow, "This competition is probably caused by the soul fighting area."
"It's something you can't ask for."
The elegant young man spread his hands helplessly, "If you want it, you have to be able to fight it. Let's take a look. Let others find out first. . ”
Tang Ya nodded, said nothing more, and continued to read with sparkling eyes.
While the two were talking, the next scene began.
Jiang Shuo looked at the fifth-grade Soul Master in front of him, feeling a little uninterested.
"Senior, go down."
After saying this, his steps moved, and an afterimage appeared on his body.
After the first two games, the fifth-year soul master was extremely vigilant, his heart was beating wildly, and he regretted being so hasty.
But it was too late to regret it now. He gritted his teeth and hurriedly possessed his martial soul to try to step down in a less embarrassing way.
However, the silver gun barrel was destined not to go as he wished.
“Bang!!”
The long barrel of the dragon-patterned silver gun struck straight at the two-legged wind wolf possessed by the martial spirit.
The sound of metal colliding with flesh was mixed with the sound of broken bones.
Everyone's eyes were dazzled when the three-meter-high wind wolf lifted off the ground and flew into the air.
Jiang Shuo twisted his waist and pulled out the spear he was holding tightly.
Feng Lang, who lost his leverage in the air, was immediately knocked out of the competition range and swooped down from the stage.
After rolling down a few times, he fainted.
Jiang Shuo glanced and looked back boredly.
"Let's do the next one."
After saying that, he ignored the stunned students, sat cross-legged on the stage, closed his eyes and meditated.
“Damn!”
“Is this the end of the fight??”
“Isn’t it? A soul master, can’t survive three moves? What’s going on!”
"Is this fight in the Soul Fighting Zone a way to cheat on tickets?! Refund!!"
"Well, actually it may not be the case... The Wind Wolf Soul Lord seems to be only level 31, in the fifth level I am also at the bottom of the middle class. I signed up first because I was close to the Soul Fighting Zone.” Tickets." The student cursed and took out three gold soul coins from his arms, and sadly stuffed them into the ticket-selling soul guide.
......
The Soul Fighting Stage not only has ordinary seats, but also private rooms with spacious space and wide views, which are only for teachers.
The freshmen of Class Nine were all brought here by Hibiscus.
At this time, he was looking blankly at the 'farce' happening below.
Ning Tian's tightly clenched white jade hands finally relaxed, and his hanging heart slowly dropped, with a smile on his pretty face.
Brother Shuo is still awesome.
So far, except for the first giant giant ape and the second golden swift, no one can survive the ten moves. The stronger Jiang Shuo is, the more accurate Ning Tian feels that his vision is.
How many Soul Lords are there on the mainland who can defeat the Soul Sect at the age of twelve?
When the blonde girl felt happy, the light beside her dimmed slightly.
When she looked up, she saw several middle-aged men and women walking to the glass window.
Ning Tian’s thoughts moved and he looked at the white-haired old man in the middle with his hands behind his back.
Yan Shaozhe, who was standing at the head of the crowd, felt something in his heart and turned his head.
The eyes of the blond girl touched slightly.
Ning Tian was shocked and quickly bent down and said, "Hello, teacher."
Although he called himself teacher, the girl's heart was extremely shocked. With just a small glance, she I actually felt like I was being shaken by a vast and boundless aura.
This kind of breath is not specific, but it is like a mountain, making people unable to help but look up.
Ning Tian had only experienced this feeling from Jiang Shuo's father, Yuanshi Douluo, and from the sect's Sect Protector Sword Douluo.
Yan Shaozhe nodded slightly, turned around, and ignored the shocked blond girl.
Ning Tian retreated silently, feeling a little ashamed.
Facing a strong man, she would subconsciously retreat and dare not look at him.
I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.
The next moment, she thought secretly.
If Brother Shuo faced such a powerful person, what would he do?
He must still have his head raised and be calm...
His character is like that, almost fearless.
……
Yan Shaozhe stood in front of the large glass window with his hands behind his hands, looking down at the dark-haired boy who had defeated more than ten soul masters in a row, one against a hundred.
As the dean of Shrek Martial Spirit Academy and a super Douluo who is over 100 years old, his knowledge is naturally far beyond that of ordinary people.
Even in the face of this behavior that is almost contemptuous of the entire Shrek Academy, he can still look at it calmly.
“He is a pure martial soul user.”
After watching for more than ten minutes, Yan Shaozhe suddenly smiled, turned to Du Weilun and said to him.
The teaching director of the outer courtyard also smiled along with him, "The disciples of the Taixu Jiang family have always looked down on combat soul tools. I have never seen them use them for so many years."
"They are still soul masters now. The world." Yan Shaozhe said noncommittally and said something meaningless.
"A soul master doesn't have a super Douluo, so it is naturally difficult to compare with my soul master." Du Weilun also smiled, with a proud look on his face.
“Do you think he is suitable to enter the inner courtyard?”
Hearing this question from his immediate superior, Du Weilun fell silent.
After a long while, he said: "You have to discuss this with the elders."
Yan Shaozhe looked back at his subordinates who had been cooperating for more than 20 years, nodded lightly, and it was not difficult for him.
"Xu Sanshi is scheduled for the next show."
Du Weilun's heart moved and he nodded, "I'll go make arrangements right away."
Off the stage.
Jiang Shuo, who had defeated thirteen soul masters in a row, showed no signs of running out of soul power.
On the contrary, the spirit of fighting is high, and there is a sense of refreshment.
The young man raised the tip of his gun and slammed it on the stone platform.
There was nothing but pride in his raised expression. He pointed the tip of his gun at a circle of the audience on the stage, with a hint of ridicule at the corner of his mouth.
“I think you should stop calling Shrek’s monster.”
"Just call Shrek's trash!"
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