Chapter 39 Impossible, absolutely impossible!
The strongest person in the freshman assessment is Dai Huabin, and he has been beaten once before in the cafeteria.
Before using the illusion of Sharingan, I was still a little wary of Dai Huabin's martial soul fusion skills.
The illusion is that the more mental power is injected, the stronger the control time and effect become.
With his current mental power, he can only temporarily control a soul emperor level expert for a second or two.
Then the mental power will be exhausted. Last time, Zhou Yi severely injured her without using soul skills.
"What if I also have martial soul fusion skills?"
"According to the theory of martial soul fusion skills, the closer the quality of the martial arts souls between the two is, once the two sides meet, You will feel it immediately."
"The higher the degree of fusion, the greater the power, but I walked around Shrek and couldn't find anyone who could resonate with my martial spirit."
“Is martial soul fusion skill really that rare?”
Han Yu secretly thought in his heart, as for the fusion of eyes and hammer, he tried to get close to Wang Dong, but there was no reaction at all.
While Han Yu was thinking a lot, Mu Jin smiled and said: "Don't be careless. As far as I know, in addition to our Ban Ningtian who is a three-ring, there is also a Pipixiang who is also a three-ring, and You defeated Dai Huabin.”
“I understand, Teacher Mu.”
In terms of attitude, Han Yu still values others.
Dai Huabin was fooled by the idea of killing him for the first time. It will not be so easy if he wants to be fooled next time.
"Okay, you go try it too and let me see your strength."
Hibiscus picked up a white tiger stick with a look of pride on her face.
Ning Tian on the side is also curious. As the nominal strongest person in Class Nine, she wants to know if the rumors from the outside are so mysterious.
When the surrounding students heard the commotion, they also came to join in the fun, looking like they were enjoying themselves.
"Young Master."
At this moment, Wu Feng walked over aggrievedly, and then glared at Han Yu bitterly.
Since Han Yu came to Class Nine, the young master’s focus is no longer on her.
Han Yu couldn't help but said: "What are you looking at!"
"Humph!"
I don't know where I got a school uniform and put it on. Feng crossed his chest with his fists and turned his head away with a groan.
"Let's start, which gear do you choose?"
"The fourth gear, I also want to try to see if I can bend."
Han Yu became interested, and her current body The quality should be no less than that of the Soul Sect. Although it is not as good as those beast martial souls, it can still be compared with the ordinary Soul Sect.
Turning on the fourth gear, Hibiscus handed the white tiger stick in her hand to Han Yu, and then slowly backed away.
"Hmph, he definitely can't break it. This is a soul guide that only the Soul Sect can break."
A flash of disdain flashed across Wu Feng's face, and he spoke to Ning Tian, trying to divert her attention.
"Fengmei, you have to know that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world. What if Han Yu succeeds?"
Ning Tian looked at Wu Feng in a funny way, wondering what she would do today. Thing, it feels weird.
"I know there is someone outside, but that person is definitely not him."
Wu Feng pointed his hand and then said.
"How do you know it's not me?"
"What if I succeed by luck?"
Han Yu looked at the slightly curved white tiger stick in his hand and found that no one was paying attention at this time, but But he was noticed by Hibiscus on the side.
"Huh! You will never succeed anyway!"
Wu Feng put his hands on his hips and just raised his head, revealing his snow-white neck.
Han Yu rolled his eyes, and an inexplicable color flashed in his eyes, "How about we make a bet?" "Bet again?"
Wu Feng hasn't spoken yet, Ning beside him The look in the sky is weird. Doesn’t this person not like betting? Now he starts betting again.
“What are you betting on?”
As expected by Han Yu, Wu Feng took the bait.
"The bet is on whether I can break the bend. The bet is two thousand gold soul coins. I don't know the answer in advance this time."
As if he was afraid that Ning Tian would stop him, Han Yu turned to her and said.
"Let's just bet. If Feng Mei bets with him, I don't believe I can lose to you this time."
Ning Tian's face turned red, and he lightly clenched his pink fist. She knew what Han Yu meant.
Wu Feng nodded and said: "Okay, we made a bet with you. The loser will hand over two thousand gold soul coins, and Teacher Mu will testify."
Mu Jin smiled and nodded at the side, and then looked at Han Yu with a different look. This boy knew how to deceive the little girl.
"Okay, I'm going to start."
Han Yu breathed out gently, and then assumed a stance, pushing his hands forward and holding them tightly Live the White Tiger Stick.
With a slight exertion, the White Tiger Stick trembled slightly and made a sound.
“It’s bent.” The fat student on the side exclaimed.
"It's too strong. He deserves to be called the "Red-Eyed Fierce Man", much more powerful than Wu Feng. Wu Feng was bent a little because he was sweating so hard just now." The glasses student held up the frame of his glasses out of habit and looked shocked.
“Red eyes are fierce?”
When did he get such a nickname? Han Yu twitched the corner of his mouth and almost felt discouraged.
"Humph! It's just a little bit bent. I can do it too."
Wu Feng curled his lips and said with some disdain.
"A little bit?"
Then just widen your eyes, Han Yu secretly smiled, and then suddenly exerted force.
The veins slowly appeared, and the face began to turn reddish. The white tiger stick quickly passed the halfway point in the shocked eyes.
"Huh? It's harder than I thought. A little, there shouldn't be any problem in breaking the bend, but let's give Wu Feng a little hope."
Looking at Wu Feng's slightly open mouth, Han Yu felt teasing in his heart.
The White Tiger Stick, which was already halfway through, suddenly stopped and stopped at this progress.
Seeing this, Hibiscus shook her head helplessly, sighing in her heart that she was still a child after all.
Wu Feng, who originally thought he was going to lose, suddenly became happy and said proudly.
"Break it off, why don't you break it off? You're only halfway bent now. If it's not completely bent, you lose?"
Han Yu's face suddenly turned red, He sighed and said: "Yeah, I'm going to lose. This is too difficult. I feel like I'm going to die soon."
Wu Feng was even more happy when he heard this, and couldn't help but said: "Hurry up and admit defeat, this is something that only the Soul Sect can break. You won't be embarrassed if you lose."
Pa!
The sound of the white tiger stick bending to the extreme sounded. Wu Feng, who was still looking proud, suddenly stopped smiling, and looked at the U-shaped white tiger stick in Han Yu's hand with dull eyes.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. Only the soul sect can move this. I, the beast spirit, can only move it a little. How can you, a spiritual soul master, be stronger than me?"< br>
Wu Feng shook his head, crazily doubting life.
"It was quite difficult. It took me 50% of my strength to bend it. I was exhausted."
Dang!
The white tiger stick returned to its original shape.
Ning Tian also stared blankly at Han Yu, who had a normal expression, not knowing that he had been tricked again.
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