Chapter 3: Battle! The evil moon of the fusion of martial spirits

The man in white said a word, which immediately caused an uproar in the audience.

This person's soul power fluctuated terrifyingly, and his momentum was amazing, especially the pure white lotus flower on his chest, which symbolized the high-level of the Martial Spirit Palace, which testified to his identity.

Isn't it, the person in charge of this assessment?

The golden-winged Peng martial soul nobleman immediately understood, and immediately raised his soul power and punched out.

"First Soul Skill: Flap Wings!"

The Golden-winged Peng Phantom shook its wings twice in the air, and a huge wind pressure swept in in an instant, knocking a bunch of unprepared children to the ground.

"What are you doing?"

"Sneak attack, despicable!"

The aristocratic boy didn't feel ashamed at all, but looked proud, "The trial has begun, my shot is my quick reaction, on the battlefield, the enemy will not give you time to prepare." ”

The survival philosophy of the Star Luo Empire is like this, the first strike is the strongest.

The man in white smiled and nodded, and there was no trace of emotion on his delicate face like a demon.

The aristocratic boy turned around, just about to continue to fight other geniuses, but was confused by an evil fire.

"Little bird feathers from Xingluo, get back for me!"

The Evil Fire Genius laughed and roared, and the fluctuation of the soul power in his body increased to the extreme.

He is a native nobleman of the Heaven Dou Empire, and he has a feud with the Golden-winged Dapeng clan, so he is naturally merciless to the noble boys.

And this move by the two announced the official start of the melee.

Countless soul skills flew in the sky, and countless geniuses were beaten to the ground, and after patting their butts, they got up again and joined the battle.

After all, it's just a group of little kids with a soul power of about level 10, and no matter how hard they fight, they won't hurt their lives.

Unless......

The man in white's gaze suddenly focused on a corner, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"Throat thrusting, glaring, crotch kicking, hand knife...... Isn't this kid cultivated by the Assassin family? β€œ

The child he cared about was naturally Lin Feng.

Ever since he crossed over to this world, Lin Feng has always had a sense of insecurity.

In this transcendent continent full of dangers, how can he protect himself as a child?

So, at the age of three, he began to learn self-defense techniques with the adults of his family.

It's not the kind of self-defense technique of grappling and wrestling, but the one that uses the least strength to exert the maximum power, the secret technique of killing!

At the age of four, he was able to take down an adult man.

At the age of five and a half, Lin Feng even relied on this technique to kill a ten-year soul beast with his own hands.

Under this kind of training, it was not surprising that the man in white was surprised by Lin Feng.

"It is said to be an examination of the strength of the martial soul, but in fact, it is a test of the soul master's judgment, insight, and decisiveness to survive in the cracks."

Lin Feng muttered to himself while using his hand knife to solve a genius soul master who came from the shop.

For a soul master with a tenth-level soul power, the space that can fight with soul power is very small, and often after using two or three soul skills, the soul power is empty.

At this time, it is not the strength of the soul master's martial soul that is compared, but his personal control of the entire battle situation.

"If I'm not mistaken, those who performed well in this melee should enter the assassination department and war department of the Wuhun Hall in the future, and the selection of real geniuses depends on the assessment later."

Lin Feng naturally wouldn't be so naΓ―ve to believe that the one who stood at the end of this battle was really the strongest.

The Soul Hall is a huge organization, and it not only needs high-level soul masters, but also talents in all aspects.

Dogfight is the best way to judge a person's overall view.

In the future, whether they arrange assassinations or organize wars, their future is quite bright.

"I'm not interested in joining the Assassination Department, so let's keep it around ten."

Lin Feng didn't plan to fight to the end in this melee, although he could do it easily.

The increase in physical strength brought by ten years of soul power alone was enough for him to survive to the end.

Gradually, there are fewer and fewer teenagers who can still stand up in the field.

Thirty pcs.

Twenty.

Fifteen.

Lin Feng observed the situation around him, and made a decision when Evil Moon attacked him with the Moon Blade.

It's time to fall.

Just as he closed his eyes and gave up resistance, intending to end with this ranking, a soul power transmission suddenly broke into his ears.

"Boy, fight with all your might, I guarantee that you will get a satisfactory result."

Lin Feng suddenly opened his eyes.

If he was not mistaken, the owner of this voice was the man in white sitting on the high hall.

Did he notice me?

Lin Feng's afterglow glanced at the top of the high hall, and the eyes of the man in white narrowed into a crescent moon, quietly met.

Sure enough, it was him.

Almost instantly, Lin Feng clinged to the edge of the Moon Blade and dodged the Evil Moon's attack.

"Dodge?"

Evil Moon looked at the young man in front of him in some surprise, he and Hu Liena rose from the battle, and they had more actual combat experience than other geniuses.

In his judgment, with the attack just now, Lin Feng should definitely not be able to split.

"You'd better not lie to me."

Lin Feng gritted his teeth, a hint of fierceness flashed in his eyes, and the phantom of the Ice Spirit Beast King Martial Spirit behind him lit up.

He didn't hunt soul beasts, and he hadn't obtained the soul ring yet, but just with the basic ability given by the martial soul, it was enough to fight.

With one punch, there is not only the huge power of the beast king, but also an extremely cold frozen breath, which penetrates deep into the bone marrow.

The Ice Spirit Beast King, just a trace of it can be regarded as the ultimate ice, and its attribute power is very strong.

"This kid really hides a lot."

In the stands, the man in white opened his eyes slightly, and said with an evil smile on his face.

From the moment he noticed that Lin Feng was using killing techniques against the enemy, he was aware of it, this kid should have seen something.

At a young age, not only is his strength outstanding, but he also has such a keen judgment and overall view.

That mission, maybe you can think about it and let him join.

"Sister, help me."

Seeing that her fist was about to fall, Evil Moon immediately bit the tip of her tongue and screamed in pain.

"Martial Soul Fusion Technique, Enchantment."

A huge soul power pushed Lin Feng away a few steps, and after a few breaths, a young man who looked like a man and a woman, and was extremely charming, walked out of the fog.

The man in white suddenly lit up.

"Field-controlling martial soul fusion technique? This brother and sister have absolutely unlimited potential in the future. β€œ

Compared with the purely offensive martial soul fusion technique, the control soul technique has a wider effect, and can play a decisive role in the large-scale activities of the martial soul hall.

"Now, this kid should be out of tricks."

The man in white looked at Lin Feng, after the fusion of martial souls, the soul power fluctuations were no less than that of level 20 soul masters, coupled with terrifying buff techniques, ordinary great soul masters had to avoid their edges.

However, Lin Feng was not.

"No matter how strong the soul skill is, it depends on who uses it!"

With a burst of explosion, Lin Feng instantly disappeared from Evil Moon's sight.

Where is it?

Evil Moon stared around, but didn't find a trace of Lin Feng's figure.

"Here!"

A figure, from the heavy fog, with an extremely cold fist, rushed fiercely.