"Ling Ri, a level 15 soul master, Martial Soul Golden Crow, is twelve years old, he is the weakest of the seven members of the Golden Generation of the Martial Soul Palace, his martial soul has an extremely high temperature, and it can burn opponents, which is very difficult!"

In the teacher's seat, Master Yu Xiaogang squinted his eyes and told the information of this student.

The Golden Crow Martial Soul, or the Fireball Martial Soul, is a relatively rare and rare beast martial soul.

Three hundred years ago, there was a sect called the Great Sun Sect, and all of its sects had the Golden Crow Martial Soul, and the sect master was a 93-level Title Douluo, and his strength was very strong!

However, this Great Sun Sect later offended a mysterious force and was wiped out overnight, and the Golden Crow Martial Soul also dissipated, and only a very few people could still have such a martial soul.

Moreover, the Golden Crow Martial Soul can evolve, if it evolves into a three-legged Golden Crow in the future, then the temperature it emits is comparable to the power of the sun, and with this martial soul, it will not be a problem to achieve the title Douluo!

"This Ling Ri is really good, but it's a pity that he is a little younger, so the soul power level is not high, and we in Notting Academy still have a chance to win!"

On the side, Dean Zhao Chong smacked his lips and commented matter-of-factly.

His eyes swept to the exchange group of Notting College, and there was no Qin He in it.

The corners of Zhao Chong's mouth twitched in frustration.

This Qin Gongzi, can you have a sense of honor in the academy!

It's a bit embarrassing to say that if you can't come, you won't come!

The rules of the exchange meeting are very simple, each exchange group of both sides sends seven people, and if one side loses, a new person will be replaced.

As the players from both sides came on the field, the atmosphere reached its peak in an instant!

"Pay all under it, Martial Soul Axe, Nineteenth-level Instrument Soul Master!"

On the side of Notting Academy, a tall strong man stood up and summoned his martial spirit, a black axe.

The axe condensed by soul power was held in the hand of the big man, adding a bit of ferocity to the big man!

"Haha, kid, eat me with an axe!"

Fu Quan laughed proudly, unpretentiously, and swung an axe!

"Go!"

At the same time, I saw that Ling Ri of the Martial Spirit Hall flashed a trace of disdain in his eyes, and then his body shook, and a fiery creature bloomed from his side!

A huge amount of heat emanated from Ling Ri's body, and in the face of the menacing axe, I saw the firebird proudly tilting its head, and suddenly a mouthful of flames erupted!

"Whew!"

The flames instantly consumed the axe, scorching it clean!

"Poof!"

Fu Quan, who was attacked, had not yet reacted, a mouthful of blood gushed out, and the whole person took several steps backwards in a row!

Looking at Fu Quan again, the whole person was burned to ashes, and his face was as black as the bottom of a pot.

One move!

It only took one trick!

A nineteenth-level soul master was actually defeated by Ling Ri's attack!

You must know that Ling Ri is only a fifteenth-level soul master, and he is also the weakest existence in the golden generation of the Martial Spirit Palace!

At this scene, everyone present was dumbfounded!

"I throw in the towel!"

Fu Quan's face was unwilling to admit defeat and step down, because his soul power was not much, and the axe that he finally summoned was burned clean, and if he continued to fight, it was just pure abuse!

Under the ring, the atmosphere instantly became quiet.

The students of Notting Academy, although they all know that there is a gap between them and the Martial Spirit Hall Academy.

However, they never expected that the gap would be so big!

A senior of a nineteenth-level soul master, in front of them, did not even have the qualifications to pass a move, and judging from the performance of the senior, the other party had obviously tried his best!

"It's so strong!"

On the side, Tang San, who was watching the game all the time, also had an ugly face, not to mention how depressed he was.

His martial soul Blue Silver Grass is extremely afraid of flames, and it can be said that he is naturally restrained.

It is precisely because of this that although he was added to the list in this exchange meeting, he did not play for the first time.

In his opinion, the other seniors of Notting Academy should have no problem dealing with this Ling Ri!

But who would have thought that they would lose so badly!

"Next, come up! I'm in a hurry! ”

On the stage, the young man named Ling Ri spoke expressionlessly, and the arrogance in his tone was almost undisguised!

No, this is simply an undisguised mockery, he is mocking the entire Notting Academy!

"Under Li Gang, the eighteenth-level soul master, the martial soul cheetah!"

Another Notting College senior stepped forward.

However!

This time, the opponent poured out faster, and the cheetah moved quickly, but the golden crow summoned by Ling Ri spit fireballs faster!

One move of the fireball technique, but without using the second move, I saw that the cheetah instantly turned into a ball of fire shadow, and turned into ashes in the scorching!

3rd, 4th, 5th······

After losing five opponents from Notting Academy in a row, Ling Ri looked radiant, as if he was not tired at all!

"This Martial Spirit Palace, I didn't expect it to be so strong!"

Dean Zhao Chong sat on the stage, like an ant on a hot pot.

Shame on you!

It's a shame!

was worn by Notting Academy, and they were all senior students whose soul power was higher than that of the other party!

The remaining two are both junior students, and in the face of this kind of offensive, isn't that just looking for abuse?

"The golden generation of the Wuhun Hall is indeed good, if he grows up, he may be able to compete with the other party, but unfortunately it is not ······ now"

Master Yu Xiaogang on the side also shook his head.

Under the ring, Tang San's forehead was also in cold sweat.

Tang San's martial soul was Blue Silver Grass.

It is not unreasonable that the martial soul of Blue Silver Grass is considered a waste martial soul by the Martial Spirit Palace.

At least in the early stage, in terms of combat effectiveness, Blue Silver Grass is not as good as other martial spirits.

And in the later stage, even if you can catch up, but the powerful martial soul in the early stage will only be stronger in the later stage!

The reason why Tang San became stronger in the later stage was mainly because the Blue Silver Grass evolved into the Blue Silver Grass Emperor, and his strength was greatly improved.

In the early stage, in the face of Ling Ri's golden crow martial spirit, his blue silver grass was just burned clean!

"Dean, hurry up and call Gongzi Qinhe, whatever, we have to win a game!"

"Notting Academy is too angry! Although the Wuhun Hall is powerful, but the wheel battle, you have to win a game! ”

"I'm afraid that the prince of Qinhe may not be able to win! You must know that the prince of Qin He is only level ten now, and this Ling Ri is already level fifteen! ”

"The golden generation of geniuses of the Martial Spirit Palace, each of them has the strength to challenge beyond the level, and the prince of Qin He, the soul power level is still lower than them, this is too difficult!"

"By the way, hasn't that famous Tang San not played yet? Maybe he can turn the tide? ”

At this time, the students of Notting Academy were talking one after another, and they turned their expectant eyes on Tang San's body!