"Are you two ready?"

With the nods of the two contestants.

The game begins

Feng Ce directly urged the soul power, and a powerful soul power rushed out, and the surrounding air suddenly became agitated.

A gust of wind pressed on the fighting spirit platform and rose invisibly, gradually reverberating.

The audience who was close to them could feel the breeze blowing in their faces, but the wind was unexpectedly soft and comfortable.

There is no doubt that the martial soul of this silver-haired young man is definitely the wind, but why can't he see the entity

The audience couldn't help but exchange their heads, some people said that this was just coercion and not a martial spirit, and the real martial soul was not urged.

Some people also said that this was the wind, but they couldn't say the specific reason, because they didn't expect that this was an extremely rare extreme wind martial spirit.

Shinya was undaunted by such a situation, just because he had a belief in his heart

Only by defeating all enemies will you be eligible to protect your crush on the goddess.

Shinya roared: "Beast Martial Soul: Pegasus Protector." ”

As soon as he stepped on his feet, a white soul power suddenly erupted, and two yellow soul rings also suddenly rose.

The audience was shocked, and with the stainless steel suit he wore all over his body, he was like an indomitable ancient warrior.

Shinya's brows furrowed, his eyes full of fearlessness, and he was ready to use the strongest blow to crush the silver-haired boy in front of him.

Silver hair is the color of my dreams, and if you match it with your suit, it will be perfect.

But the young man in front of him actually had it, which made him jealous.

But it doesn't matter, hair color doesn't determine everything, and your own brown hair color can defeat all enemies.

His voice was cold, with a hint of majesty.

"Rise to Judgment: Pegasus Meteor Fist"

Beneath his stainless steel suit was like an uninhibited horse, hiding endless power, and after the words fell, he struck.

In the wind, the corners of Xinyin's mouth showed a slight smug smile.

"Hmph, I'm going to be the man of Tianma Douluo"

Pegasus Meteor Fist, this is his second soul skill, once he makes a move, it will announce that the winner of this game is decided.

The audience was shocked, how could such a strong force make that handsome young man live, and couldn't help but mourn for the silver-haired young man for a few seconds.

"Bells and whistles."

Feng Ce glanced at it with disgust, but the next scene made everyone present stunned and shocked.

At the moment when Shinya approached Fengce, suddenly a powerful wind swept out from around Fengce, and he roared with wind in his hand, roaring and thundering.

He shot so fast that almost everyone present didn't see how he made it.

"Bang"

Saw.

The young man in the stainless steel suit was slapped off the fighting spirit platform with a palm, and fell directly into the audience seat nearly twenty meters away, but fortunately, there was no one in that direction.

"Knock"

He slammed his head into his seat, his stainless steel suit clanging.

Suddenly, there was silence on the field, and everyone was dumbfounded.

That Shinya was also under the gaze of everyone, his eyes flashed, he hesitated for a moment, adjusted his comfortable position, and then closed his eyes and pretended to faint.

Because this is a gambling arena, you can't be ruthless, so Feng Ce uses the easiest way to end this game.

For the ultimate wind martial soul, Feng Ce's control is also more and more proficient, and the moment he just slapped it with one palm, Feng Ce took back the shock effect of the thunder, converted more attack power into aftermath, and directly shocked the opponent away.

The person who originally thought that Feng Ce was going to suffer was invisibly slapped in the face at this time, how could this young man in a battle suit be useless.

There was silence for nearly half a minute, and then the host finally reacted and hurriedly ran to call the medical team of the Fighting Soul Field.

The Shinya was lying on the ground, and many people thought he had fainted, or even thought he was dead, but in fact, he had absolutely no problem with consciousness except for the severe pain in his muscles.

Feng Ce didn't cross the line, if Feng Ce used all his strength, this new arrow would be directly shot into Xu Si, that is, unconscious.

There were more and more onlookers watching the new arrow, and many people began to accuse Feng Ce, saying that Feng Ce was too heavy.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also hurriedly rushed to Feng Ce's side.

"Feng Ce, this" Ning Rongrong pointed to the crowd of onlookers watching Xinya.

"He's fine, probably pretended, or fainted." Feng Ce calmly judged.

Feng Ce and the three of them found a place to sit and watch the play first, and if something like this happened, Feng Ce couldn't go directly now, so he had to wait for the medical staff of the Fighting Soul Arena to make a verdict after examination.

Moments later, paramedics arrived and dispersed the crowd.

"The heart rate index is normal, and the pulse is disturbed, which should be caused by excessive tension."

The medic pulled Shinya's eye but was met with resistance.

"Give me a good cooperation."

No, this person didn't faint at all, and the medical staff immediately woke up.

Shinya felt that she couldn't hide it anymore and quickly woke up and pretended to have intermittent amnesia.

"Who I am, where am I, who are you?"

The medical staff was immediately furious and directly slapped Shinya.

"Wake up next door to your spicy, you're here in the Soto Arena, pretending to be Lao Tzu and beating you into a permanent coma."

Everyone was confused, why was this medical staff so violent.

Shinya listened to this, and suddenly froze, wanting to escape the reality of his failure: "I see, I can't see anything, hurry, hurry up and take me out of here." ”

The medical staff slapped the past again, and the new loss was even more blank.

The onlookers present all exclaimed, this medical staff is too strong.

This medical staff is really angry, he was just playing mahjong with his colleagues, and he was about to be clear, but the host called him over.

It doesn't matter if he comes, the patient is the biggest, but he also pretended to be dizzy, which made the medical staff furious.

"You, why did you hit me" Xin Ya looked at the sturdy medical staff in confusion.

"Can you see me?" the paramedic asked.

"Look, can't see." Shinya hesitated.

"Then I'll wake you up," the paramedic raised his hand and tried to slap him again.

"Don't don't, I seem to see clearly."

Shinya pretended to regain her light and looked around, "Wow, this world is so beautiful. ”

Because the acting skills were too clumsy, the people present immediately booed.

As for the medical staff slapping him, everyone was not disgusted, but more accusing this kind of behavior of pretending to be faint and blind.

Audience 1: "This performance is too fake, and I pretended to be dizzy, this stupid guy caused me to misunderstand that young man." ”

Audience 2: "Damn, what age is it, you still touch porcelain, and I don't look at what place this is." ”

Audience 3: "Walked away, I thought I was dead, but I wasn't dead." ”

The other side.

Two girls about fifteen or sixteen years old walked over from the crowd towards Feng Ce, and they originally wanted to talk to Feng Ce and get to know each other.

But as soon as he saw the two beauties next to Feng Ce, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and dispelled this idea.

One girl looked down at her chest and shook her head in frustration.

The other touched his face and sighed.

Then the new arrow that touched the porcelain was carried away by the people of the Fighting Soul Field, saying that it was to be destroyed humanely, but I don't know if it was true.

At this time, the host walked over quickly towards Feng Ce, with a shocked face.

"Hello this Wind Strategy Great Soul Master, you won this game, our Fighting Soul Field will settle it for you in the background, can I ask you a question?"

"You ask."

"What kind of martial soul are you, my colleagues and I are very curious."

The host looked at a few colleagues behind him, it was obvious that they were all very curious about the martial spirits of Feng Ce, and they were shocked by such a strong force.

Because when you register, you only need to register your soul power, age, and name.

Martial souls will only be registered in the system after the first duel, and they will not be revealed to the public during the game.

But in the duel of Feng Ce, they couldn't see what kind of martial soul it was, although it was the wind, but they magnified it through the technology of the large screen, and they could clearly see the thunder in Feng Ce's hand.

"It's no big deal, Wind Martial Spirit." Feng Ce said indifferently.

Several of the staff of the Fighting Soul Arena were a little incredulous, could it really be the Wind Martial Soul, so why couldn't they see the Martial Soul materialized

At this moment, a voice sounded behind him.

"It's a wind martial soul, yes, but it's an extreme wind martial soul."

Suddenly, several Fighting Soul Arena staff were shocked physically and mentally, and they couldn't help but repeat it in their mouths:

Extreme Wind Martial Spirit

ps:I'm going to be on PK tomorrow.,So the results of this book depend on you.,Today 2 is more done.

Also, do you want me to keep this somewhat nonsensical style, or do you prefer to be a little more rigorous?

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