Chapter 122: The Struggle of Geniuses
Wang Yan, who had his command power taken away from him, was not angry at all.
On the contrary, he nodded in agreement.
"This is a great idea, Jiang Shuo, you can arrange the tactics."
Seeing Wang Yan give up his position so easily, the four Ling Luochen who had just recovered were stunned.
They had experienced the powerful tactical arrangements of this team leader before.
Jiang Shuo was not polite and said directly:
"Beibei, Xu Sanshi, you are ranked first or second; He Caitou, you are third."
"I pressed the center axis and ranked fourth; I exhausted my opponent to a suitable level and then retreated. Wang Dongqi was fifth; Huo Yuhao was sixth."
"Then finally Ma Xiaotao took over."
This arrangement was very suitable. Beibei, Xu Sanshi and He Caitou were the first to nod.
Even if the opponent plays Soul King in the first game, the three of them can practice their skills.
With Jiang Shuo in the middle, he would not be able to be penetrated by the fifteen-year-old Soul King.
Wang Dong and Huo Yuhao are the ones who are willing to practice.
It is still possible for the Fourth Ring to fight against the Soul King. One of them is a Soul Lord and the other is a great Soul Master. They just want to open their eyes first, and then they can really exert their strength in the next session.
Dai Huabin opened his mouth. He actually wanted to go on stage.
Huo Yuhao must be better than him?
He was almost at the fourth level, so he was the one who needed training the most. He was a little unconvinced that such a good opportunity was passed up by a second-level soul master.
But the next moment, Dai Huabin saw his brother's stern restraining eyes and had to swallow the words in his mouth.
Forget it, there are still two games left. The semi-finals and finals have to be fought over.
Wang Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that all the seeds that the college focused on cultivating were there.
He was originally a little afraid that Jiang Shuo wouldn't like Huo Yuhao and would exclude him.
"Okay, let's arrange it this way."
"Everyone have a good rest tonight, tomorrow morning will be our Shrek show time!"
Everyone nodded and left the table. Return to the room.
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The next day.
The schedule has reached the semi-finals.
The enthusiasm of the people is soaring.
Especially today’s game, it’s the old strong versus the old strong.
Tianhun Royal Academy, also known as Diao Academy, is one of the three teams with Soul Emperor-level experts in this competition.
However, according to Wang Yan's observation, the strong soul emperor of the Di'ao team is only about level 62, which is much lower than Xu Jia, the captain of the Dou Ling Royal team. If it weren't for being Even if Shrek is disabled, Di'ao Academy may not be able to defeat the Dou Ling Team.
After the two teams selected their team members and entered the waiting area, the game officially began.
Beibei took a deep breath and walked towards the stage step by step.
He secretly said to himself that it was time to come up with something real.
You can’t let people focus on being more beautiful than before, right?
After several games, Jiang Shuo has already demonstrated his arrogant strength, and as a junior of the ultimate strong man, he cannot fall too far behind.
The referee glanced at the players from both sides and said solemnly: "You cannot use fixed soul guides, and you must not intentionally cause death. Do you understand?"
Beibei nodded lightly, A young man standing opposite him looked a little nervous and stammered in agreement.
“Okay, follow my command and separate the two sides.”
"Get ready...start!"
As soon as he finished speaking, two powerful beast spirits suddenly unfolded.
Amidst the crackling sound of electricity, Beibei stepped out with his right foot, and a dragon-shaped shadow with a strong breath appeared behind him.
The young man opposite him, about nineteen or twenty years old, released the shadow of a white wolf with shiny fur.
After the momentum bloomed, Beibei was slightly relieved. The fifty-level soul king looked much worse than the Thousand Strike Spear Soul King he had dealt with before.
"Boom!"
The two people suddenly collided with each other. The traditional soul master's fighting method was so simple and crude but also beautiful.
Fist to the flesh, you come and I go.
The White Wolf Martial Spirit seems to be of snow attribute, and after coming out, there is a light layer of mist surrounding it.
Beibei's figure was about to emerge from the afterimage. As soon as Blue Thunder drew a straight line on the field, he suddenly flashed his third soul skill. Jiang Shuo, who was sitting below, suddenly praised, "A very strong soul skill."
"The power of the thunder all over the body has more than doubled, and even the soul power has been increased by more than half."
"It is worthy of being the number one beast martial spirit in the mainland, the pinnacle of the top martial arts."
The big white goose sitting next to the boy in the waiting area couldn't help but look sideways when he heard this comment.
She asked in a curious voice: "Do you think Senior Brother Bei can beat that Soul King?"
"Within fifty moves."
Wang Dong's face showed surprise, "How fast? The opponent's soul power level is five levels higher than that of Senior Brother Bei."
Jiang Shuo turned his head and found that the big white goose had put its little face close to him.
The big pink-blue eyes are clear and translucent, without any impurities.
The snow-white pretty face still has a little baby fat.
Jiang Shuo resisted the urge to squeeze and said casually: "Level doesn't mean anything. A soul sect with a solid foundation is better than a vain soul king."
"For example, me."
< br>Wang Dong was a little unconvinced and said: "When you were in the team battle before, Senior Brother Bei had Ning Tian's increase, but he was still a little unable to defeat the Thousand Strike Spear."
"Then what do you do? Do you know that the foundation of the Thousand Strike Spear is not solid?”
The big white goose was choked and found that he had nothing to say, so he had to shrink back.
As expected by Jiang Shuo, on the 45th move, the White Wolf Soul King asked Beibei to hit his right arm after transforming into a dragon. His face suddenly turned red, and his soul power was constantly being consumed, and he was unable to remove the weapon attached to his body. Blue Thunder removal.
In the end, Beibei was hit by a whip leg and fell off the stage.
The second person from Diao Academy to take the stage was also a Soul King.
But he is already a level 55 soul king.
Beibei's face became much more solemn, and his third, second, and first soul skills flashed one after another.
The martial spirit of the new comer is also a top-notch demon-suppressing stick among the martial arts spirits.
The man didn't panic at all when he saw the thunder grid that Beibei used after his soul power surged.
The stick slapped the stage hard, and immediately, its own abilities were strengthened and skyrocketed.
The demon-conquering stick immediately stretched out and reached ten meters in an instant.
He didn't get close, so he attacked from a distance with his long demon-conquering stick.
The air was sucked out and the newly repaired metal stage exploded again.
Beibei was at a disadvantage for a while.
Wang Dong exclaimed in a low voice, becoming worried for this Tang Sect senior brother.
But Jiang Shuo next to her had a calm face.
As one of the twin stars in the outer court, Xu Sanshi has the ultimate Xuanwu Awakening. It makes no sense that Beibei doesn’t have the finishing touch.
Sure enough, after more than twenty moves, Beibei stopped dodging and stepped heavily on the ground. The blue-purple thunder all over his body suddenly changed colors.
A touch of gold spread from his right arm and soon covered his whole body.
It is the golden thunder.
Jiang Shuo thought thoughtfully, is this the awakening of the bloodline of the Golden Holy Dragon?
But it doesn’t look like it can be kept for a long time, otherwise Beibei wouldn’t have taken it out now.
It seemed that the purity of the thunder was not as good as the second martial soul he had hidden.
The Golden Holy Dragon is a type of Light Holy Dragon, and it should not have reached the extreme, just like the Dark Holy Dragon has not reached the extreme.
The king of soul beasts, the golden-eyed black dragon king Ditian.
It should be the ultimate dark attribute.
……
After awakening the bloodline of the Golden Holy Dragon, Beibei's whole temperament seemed to have changed. The original elegance faded away and was replaced by majesty and majesty.
The soul power increases again, the strength increases sharply, and the defense strengthens.
A pair of golden dragon claws fiercely grabbed the demon-conquering stick, suddenly pulled the fifty-fifth-level soul king closer, and punched out fiercely.
The Devil-Subduing Stick Soul King's eyes bulged, and the huge force from his abdomen spread to his back, causing the clothes on his back to burst open.
The Contra referee stepped out in time and caught him as he fell against the soul barrier on the stage.
(End of this chapter)