Mo Lingling's eyes were a little evasive, and she hurriedly replied, "If you admit defeat now, I will help you recover." ”

"If you want me to admit defeat, then you might as well let me die!"

Zi Jin gritted her teeth and spit out a sentence, her mouth as hard as an iron lock.

On the other side, Mo Lingling was embarrassed, if Zijin didn't admit defeat now, would she continue to fight?

Do you want to admit defeat and end this fight?

What about myself and my sister? From now on, stay away from Qianlinjue, and don't even read comics?

As soon as she thought of this, she was distressed in her heart.

On the one hand, hurting Zijin is really unwanted, and on the other hand, admitting defeat by oneself will damage one's own interests.

What should I do......

was struggling, and Qian Nawei on the side spoke.

She looked at Zi Jin with a calm face and reprimanded: "Zi Jin, you lose, don't die with a hard mouth." ”

After saying that, she turned her head to look at Mo Lingling again.

"Xiangling, quickly recover Zi Jin's arms, everyone is classmates, there is no need to kill each other now, if you want to borrow comics from Lin Jue in the future, just say it, he will not refuse, Zi Jin and I will not let her harass you."

Through the contact in the past few days, Qian Nawei has learned about the relationship between the two Mo sisters and Qian Linjue.

Beside Qian Nawei, Mo Lingling heard her promise and glanced at her, then nodded.

The Apocalypse Green Scythe Martial Spirit was released, and Mo Lingling touched the blade with one hand, and green light poured out from the palm of his hand.

Two small green rays of light shot out from the tip of the Apocalypse Green Scythe Martial Soul Knife and shot to Zi Jin's shoulders.

Zi Jin exerted a little force, and her hands regained consciousness.

All these scenes are in the eyes of Qian Nawei in her eyes.

With a look of surprise on her face, she turned her head to look at Mo Lingling again.

"Xiangling, what is your special ability of this martial soul?"

Mo Lingwen looked at Qian Nawei weakly.

What to do? Do you want to tell her?

We're just classmates now, not teammates or close associates.

In that case......

After thinking about it, she shook her head and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, Na Wei, I can't tell you my ability for the time being." ”

With that, Mo Lingling stood up and walked towards the bottom of the ring.

Behind her, Qian Nawei took a deep look at her back.

The fighting soul competition between Zijin and Mo Lingling ended, and the three returned to the audience, and the next fighting spirit began.

Originally, Qian Linjue and the others were ready to leave.

However, when they heard the names of the people in the Fighting Soul Competition, they stopped and decided to watch the battle.

In this soul fighting competition, both sides of the battle are students of Shrek Academy - Tang San and Otis.

In the player's rest area, Otis sat on a chair, and the picturesque Mo Xinying sat next to him, holding his right arm with both hands.

Hearing the host call out his and Tang San's names, he turned his head to look at Tang San with deep meaning.

At this moment, Tang San also looked over with some feelings.

The two looked at each other, and Otis smiled slightly.

"Tang San, please advise."

"Each other, each other." Tang San nodded in response.

The two came on stage from opposite sides of the ring, standing opposite each other.

The referee waved his hand in the middle line and announced the official start of the fighting spirit game.

As soon as the game began, Otis unleashed his martial spirit.

Holding the golden scepter about 1.7 meters long in his hand, Otis reported his name.

"Odis, Martial Soul Scepter, Thirty-two Powerful Attack System Martial Soul Battle Soul Venerable, please advise."

Just now, the host shouted out the martial soul department to which Otis belonged, so there was no need for him to continue to hide.

On the other side, Tang San was shocked when he heard Otis say his level.

What the? Thirty-two?!

In Tang San's cognition, no one had ever been able to be promoted so quickly.

If Xiao Wu is in his early twelves and his soul power reaches thirty-one level is a genius among geniuses, then this Odis is probably the pinnacle of geniuses.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San's palm opened, and a blue-purple blue silver grass appeared in his palm.

He looked at Otis solemnly and slowly said his name and message.

"Tang San, Martial Soul Blue Silver Grass, Thirty-first Level Control System Weapon Martial Soul Battle Soul Venerable, please advise."

Otis nodded, and without any movement, the first bright yellow soul ring on his body suddenly lit up.

"Uhhh

A brilliant golden pillar of light suddenly shot out from the top of the Otis Scepter Martial Soul, and in the blink of an eye, it was in front of Tang San.

I had seen the Odis soul technique in the actual combat competition on campus before, Tang San had been on guard when he released his martial soul, and as soon as he launched the first soul technique, Tang San had a move.

With his legs weirdly taking a few steps, Tang San's ghost shadow used it out, trying to dodge.

However, the speed of the light was so fast that he couldn't dodge it completely, only moved sideways a little.

At this moment, the light shone on Tang San's right shoulder.

"Bang ——!"

There was an explosion, and a dazzling golden light lit up in the ring.

The closer audience closed their eyes.

In the ring, the corners of Otis's mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes kept paying attention to Tang San's direction.

Just as he knew Tang San's soul technique, Tang San had also seen his soul technique, and Otis believed that although there was damage with such a blow attack, it was impossible to directly defeat Tang San.

He was observing intently like this now, not to witness Tang San's failure, but to observe how much damage his first soul technique could cause.

Collecting data is what he's doing now.

The golden light dimmed, and Tang San's figure slowly appeared.

At this moment, Tang San's clothes on his right chest were a little torn, and his body was covered with some broken and broken blue silver grass, and on the cross-section of some incisions of the blue silver grass, it was scorched black, and it seemed that it had been burned.

Seeing this, Otis's eyes narrowed.

Hmph, is it a net made of blue silver grass to block in front of you?

Or do you plant the Blue Silver Grass seeds on yourself in advance and use yourself as the body to parasitize?

Otis guessed both possibilities in his heart.

Opposite Otis, Tang San was not seriously injured, just like Otis thought, he was as cautious as he was, he planted the Blue Silver Grass Seed on his body in advance, and as soon as the light came, the parasitic soul technique was directly activated.

After all, Tang San knew very well in his heart that no matter how mysterious the ghost shadow trace was, it was impossible to completely avoid the light of several kilometers per second.

And only by planting the blue silver grass on the body in advance can it resist in an instant.

However, around this, the blue silver grass on his body was also burned, and the restraint of the high-temperature series soul skills was still too obvious to Tang San.

Sensing the restraint of the Otis Soul Technique, Tang San no longer kept it, waved his right hand slightly, and said in a low voice: "Parasitic!" ”

The yellow hundred-year-old soul ring on his body flashed, and only a "bang" sound was heard, and Otis's body was instantly covered with blue-purple and blue-silver grass with thick fingers and full of toughness.

Ever since absorbing the human-faced demon spider soul ring that had been over two thousand years old, Tang San's Blue Silver Grass's tenacity had greatly increased, and he had tried, but just the simple first soul technique could strangle the hard trees with obvious traces, and it continued.