Chapter 12: Mockery

This helpless tone made the people around him want to vomit blood when they heard it.

Lu Cheng can be regarded as a third-grade high-achieving student, and when he awakens his soul power, he is at the third level.

The qualifications are good!

But this new work-study student said that he was too vegetable, and he wanted to have more people to beat him up?

Don't take drugs?

Or is he mentally abnormal, thinking that he is in the countryside.

"Who the hell is making noise," Qiao Tianjiao walked over, he looked at Jiang Luoran, "It's just a work-study student, and you still want to go to heaven?" ”

"What should I have done! There was such a big commotion, it turned out to be a work-study student! Liu Fengjing walked over.

"The three third-grade bosses are mixed together, and this work-study student is miserable.

You must know that although they are only in the third grade, their own strength has already reached the level of the sixth grade. ”

Jiang Luoran heard Wang Sheng say that it was these people who took the lead in bullying them, and they looked down on working students.

Tang San frowned, this was indeed not something he could fight, he could only look at Luo Ran. Even Xiao Wu can't say that he can fight the other party.

"Lu Cheng, the sixteenth-level one-ring strong attack soul master, the martial soul strong King Kong bear."

"Qiao Tianjiao, the sixteenth-level one-ring battle soul master, the martial soul Jiaoyang Iron Fist."

"Liu Fengjing, the sixteenth-level one-ring control system soul master, the martial soul iron lock is grand."

The three of them joined forces and summoned martial spirits outside the corridor of the teaching building, and some of the low-strength ones had already been suppressed to the ground.

Some can't even breathe!

Lu Cheng saw Jiang Luoran's stunned expression, and thought he was scared, "Hahaha!" I'm scared! Work-study students.

If you kneel down and lick my shoes and feet, and cut off your legs, I will forgive you.

Who made you so ......"

"What nonsense, if you want to fight, come on, the master will blow you up," Jiang Luoran hooked his hand, his expression was calm, and he looked like he knew everything about it.

The three of them obviously felt that something was wrong, this work-study student came from the countryside, I'm afraid they haven't even seen a soul warrior! Not to mention a sixteenth-level soul master like them.

Ordinary country children have long been scared silly.

But the other party is so calm, obviously not pretending!

Why is he so calm?

Not good!

The opponent must have hole cards, or he has a strong martial spirit.

"Boy, report your martial spirit," Qiao Tianjiao asked with a little fear.

"I, Jiang Luoran, a work-study student in the Holy Soul Village, am 6 years old this year, and I am an old martial soul root," Jiang Luoran smiled.

(Work-study students in the Holy Soul Village!) Six years old! Old roots! )

These titles all mean that he is unknown!

The three of them were originally very jealous, but after listening to Jiang Luoran's introduction, their serious expressions instantly relaxed.

“…… Hahaha! ”

"I'm six years old!"

"Holy Soul Village! Hahaha! Holy Soul Village. ”

"Old roots! Is it an unknown extreme martial spirit? It's so rare! Hahaha!

Am I going to be killed? ”

“……”

Lu Cheng coughed twice and forcibly held back a smile, "I thought there was some powerful role, and I worked for a long time, and I was still a work-study student."

O, a work-study student with a bad temper. ”

"I found that you kitten loves to make trouble," Jiang Luoran stared at Lu Cheng, no longer hesitated, and went up with one foot, without any fancy words, just pure strength.

No one thought that Jiang Luoran would start a war like this.

Lu Cheng only saw a white eyelid, and the white light became bigger and bigger, covering his entire eyelids. The martial soul was shattered in an instant, the white soul ring also dimmed, and three ribs were broken on the chest, and there were deep footprints on it.

"Brother Lu, Brother Lu?" The younger brother went to help Lu Cheng, but he was completely unconscious and unconscious.

Jiang Luoran looked at Qiao Tianjiao and Liu Fengjing with contempt, "But I am full of innate soul power." What do you think? Is it enough to serve you boys? ”

"Silk!"

Innate soul power?

There aren't a few in the whole continent!

Qiao Tianjiao saw the scene when Jiang Luoran came back to his senses, he panicked, and kicked and shattered the martial soul ~ Lu Cheng's soul ring fell off.

If you want to be so ruthless, this is just a kick.

Lucheng is not glass. Other words......

Jiang Luoran is an iron foot! (°◅°)

"You, that was a soul skill just now, it must be a soul skill," Liu Fengjing looked at Qiao Tianjiao, "He can't use a soul skill continuously, even if it's innate soul power." Together, we defeated him. ”

"Okay," Liu Fengjing summoned the debut chain, and then a white soul ring swam from his feet to his waist.

"No, I didn't use the soul technique, because I haven't hunted the soul ring yet," Jiang Luoran felt, making it clear to them that they would lose.

"Impossible, the old tree root martial soul is not a beast martial soul, how can it have the strength to kick Lu Cheng?" Wang Tianjiao was indignant.

"Haha!" Tang San smiled lightly, "Luo Ran really doesn't have a soul ring, don't deceive yourself."

If he used the soul technique just now, then why didn't there be soul power fluctuations and soul rings surfacing out? ”

Liu Fengjing was shocked in his heart, could it be that a person's physique could already match a soul master with a martial soul?

"Open the soul technique, go up together," Qiao Tianjiao summoned a white soul ring and let it stay on her waist, "Boxer-the world!" ”

"I've long heard that Qiao Tianjiao has absorbed a seventy-year-old soul ring, but I didn't expect it to be true!

This Qiao Tianjiao's qualifications are really good. I don't know if I can do this at such a young age......"

"Whoosh"

Qiao Tianjiao jumped forward, and there were no bells and whistles, but she was carrying a red fist bully intent and an extremely strong fist wind, and the target was Jiang Luoran's chest.

"I'm afraid this work-study is over, but the other party is using seventy years of soul skills, and the gap is too big."

"I can't complain about others, I want to live with dignity in the Douluo Continent, unless I show my strength."

"That is, the work-study student thinks he is invincible because he is full of innate soul power? Look at his loud noise, according to me, he should be crippled. ”

Tang San and Xiao Wu didn't show anything, they knew Jiang Luoran's strength. It's just that if Luo Ran doesn't have the strength to do it and cripples the other party, how to explain it to the teacher!

Jiang Luoran's legs tightened, pressed hard, and shot out with a bang, like a Kunpeng that continued to rush.

Qiao Tianjiao sensed that something was wrong, this Jiang Luoran was flying higher than him, and looking at his posture, he was going to give himself a blow from above!

Qiao Tianjiao shouted badly, he patronized the soul technique, he thought that the other party was not to worry, but he forgot to attack the weakness of the battle soul master.

That is, unless the target is really locked, otherwise this soul skill can only be missed.

Especially a soul skill like oneself, it is generally a situation where it has to be produced and is not easy to receive.

And, as it seems, is not just about shorting. If Jiang Luoran gave him a kick from above, as long as the strength was enough, Qiao Tianjiao would be crippled.

"Iron Lock Chain," Liu Fengjing summoned a white soul ring, this is a soul ring for more than eighty years, and its blocking effect will be comprehensive, and it is extremely hard and difficult to destroy.

The three black chains rushed straight up, quickly imprisoning Jiang Luoran's movements.

It didn't end, the iron chain was like a vine, wrapping Jiang Luoran's whole body to death, and even the small acupuncture points were locked.

"Fengjing," Qiao Tianjiao was overjoyed, in the middle of the battle, it was really still the control of the soul master, and it was very stable.

"Laugh at the fart, retreat, I can't control it," Liu Fengjing clenched his hands, and his whole body trembled.