(1st Update)

Repression.

It's incredibly depressing.

At this moment, Yang Ming's series of victories were like an insurmountable mountain pressing on the heads of the other two academy teams, and even the four members of the Martial Spirit Hall Academy team, led by Caesar, had gone from being careless at the beginning to now with a solemn look on their faces.

Because in that short period of time just now, a total of three members of their Martial Soul Hall Academy team have been defeated under Yang Ming, although those three have auxiliary soul masters, or their strength is not strong, but they can't even touch the corners of Yang Ming's clothes, which is a bit excessive!

Looking at the field, in addition to the stitching monsters that Yang Ming summoned from inside the gate of the dead at the beginning, a skeleton squad, a zombie squad, a vampire squad, and a few lichs, and even an undead knight riding a bone horse.

This...... It's a small army!

Yang Ming does not spend much soul power to maintain the Gate of the Dead, but when adding a new undead, he will consume some soul power, but after resting for a while, he can achieve some kind of balance through his own soul power recovery.

Seeing that Yang Ming took out a cut watermelon from the Youhai Na ring and gnawed on it, it didn't look like he was here to compete, but to step on the spring, even if Pope Bibi Dong was so good at cultivating qi on weekdays, he couldn't sit still at this time, and he couldn't hang his face.

If Yang Ming was allowed to break through the Martial Spirit Hall Academy team so easily, where would her face go?

Ju Douluo Yueguan is the most observant of words and feelings, and often stays by Pope Bibi Dong's side, from the subtle changes in her facial expression, he already knows that she has been angry in her heart, and immediately moved her mouth slightly, and used the advanced application of soul power to transmit the voice to the remaining four members of the Wuhun Hall Academy team.

Receiving the hint of Ju Douluo Yueguan, the four people led by Caesar suddenly froze.

It would be a great sin to upset His Holiness the Pope!

"Next, I'll go on the field and drive that guy down!"

Caesar's eyes had a hint of fighting intent, and although Yang Ming was one level higher than him, he didn't have the slightest hint of timidity.

Unexpectedly, just as he stepped out of one foot, a person next to him pressed a hand on his shoulder.

Caesar suddenly turned his head, and saw a red-haired Yan walk out with his face as angry as an angry lion, and said:

"Caesar, you are the trump card of our team, this one is still up to me."

"But your martial soul will be restrained by Yang Ming?" Caesar said.

"Are you saying that his Martial Soul Blue Lotus Earth Heart Fire and Soul Technique Flame Demon King can restrain me?" Yan's eyes spewed with scorching light like magma, and he said confidently: "I don't dare to agree with this, don't forget, my martial soul is the Ancient Flame Lord, and I am the controller of the flame!" ”

As expected, the student of the Alien Beast Academy team was picked out by an undead knight with a spear and lost the qualification to continue fighting, Yan represented the Wuhun Hall Academy team and another student from the Alien Beast Academy team to draw lots.

Looking down at his order, Yan sneered and stepped forward.

A pair of eyes that seemed to contain incomparable heat seemed to be able to penetrate the cover of dozens of undead in front of him, and seeing the owner behind them, Yan was full of fanatical tone, and said:

"Yang Ming, don't make a fool of these low-level undead, just use your Martial Soul Qinglian Earth Heart Fire and Soul Technique Flame Demon King to compete with me!"

Hearing this, Yang Ming came back to his senses from the system's prompt sound.

"Ding!"

"Congratulations to the host for saying the classic lines of King of Glory Arthur and getting a chance to draw, do you want to start the lottery wheel?"

It is said that the heroes who play Arthur in Honor of Kings are middle-aged people over forty years old......

Of course, this is not the reason why Yang Ming dislikes this hero, the main reason is that his ability is a bit chicken for the current Yang Ming, and as for the skin, it is even more difficult to explain.

Whether it is strong or not is a temporary problem, and whether it is handsome or not is a matter of a lifetime!

Yang Ming simply clicked "no".

He has already stored a lot of lottery numbers, and he is well aware of the plot changes, so he naturally understands that there will be a big crisis coming next, so he is determined to use so many lottery numbers to play a big game in the near future!

When the thought flashed, Yang Ming heard the intention of inviting battle, but he was not moved at all.

If the joke is really as he wants, wouldn't it be the way of their wheel warfare?

"Wait until you've defeated my minions."

After that, Yang Ming lowered his head and continued to nibble on the watermelon, ignoring Yan's meaning at all.

"Damn!"

Seeing that Yang Ming didn't mean to put himself in his eyes at all, how could Yan, who was called the golden generation, endure such a humiliation?

At that moment, a blazing dark red flame suddenly rose from Yan's body, and the best soul ring configuration of five soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and one black, flashed on his body.

At the same time, his body began to expand violently under the action of the first two soul rings, the clothes on his upper body were instantly shattered, and the muscles bulged exaggeratedly, like solid granite, full of a sense of beauty of strength, and the explosive power contained in it could be imagined.

In just an instant, Yan's body had already swelled to three meters away like a balloon, and his whole body was red, like the transformation of the Hulk in Marvel, with broad shoulders, strong chest muscles, and six steel plate-like abdominal muscles, forming a perfect inverted triangle figure.

"Bang, bang, bang......"

Moving his broad feet, each blow made the entire ground shake slightly, the crimson fists wrapped in dark red fireworks, and the undead who blocked it, whether it was a fragile skeleton soldier, a zombie like a kraft candy, or a stitching monster who grew up drinking the happy water of a fat house, all of them were not Yan's generals.

Punch, punch and punch!

The bursting fire, the ferocious boxing, heartily express a violent aesthetics.

Without using much soul power, Yan's eyes with a fierce aura stepped across the ground strewn with bones and corpses, and a leap of faith dodged the long-range shots of the lich in the back row, punching a lich and directly shattering their heads and the undead fire in the bones into countless pieces.

It's so arrogant, it's so domineering!

"Law, law, law......"

The undead knight with the strength of the soul king level suddenly grasped the reins, clamped the horse's body with his legs, and galloped all the way with a three-meter-long spear in his hand, with the blessing of the skeleton war horse charge, the tip of the spear was a little dim light, carrying unparalleled penetrating power, and the students of the alien beast academy team who were picked out of the field by him just now are still in the abdomen with a big hole in the mouth of the bowl!

Facing this terrifying offensive comparable to the full force of the Soul King.

Yan didn't mean to back down at all, and his fists were wrapped in dark red flames.

-for-tat, no concessions!

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