Chapter 102: Number Eight

However, Lord Priest An can be sure that in the end, Chu Linglong definitely used illusion, and he really couldn't believe his eyes. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"It's a pity that the battle soul cultivation is still a little weak!"

Principal Jules pondered for a long time, turned his head to glance at Lord Ann, and said lightly: "If she used illusion at the beginning, then her battle spirit cultivation is still weak?"

Priest An smiled and said, "Even if she uses illusions in the first place, it won't be of much use......

As soon as he said this, Lord Priest An suddenly understood what Principal Jules meant, and suddenly stood up again: "You mean, Gong Yang has been fighting with the phantom in front of him just now? Everything was done by Chu Linglong to lure Gong Yang to do this?"

If this is the case, even if Chu Linglong's battle soul power is only the cultivation of the early stage of the Ning Yuan Realm, the combat power of the whole person is extraordinary, after all, the illusion that affects the opponent between the invisible is really weird and unpredictable, and sometimes the effect that can be played may not be able to be done even in the late stage of the Ning Yuan Realm.

Priest An closed his eyes and carefully recalled the whole process of the battle just now, his face gradually became more and more solemn, and finally he suddenly opened his eyes, and a cold light shot out of his eyes, as if he was substantial.

"If she really has that kind of illusion cultivation, even if it is only in the early stage of the Ning Yuan Realm, she is only strong and not weak!"

No one expected that the first match would end like this, seeing that Chu Linglong not only successfully counterattacked in the case of defeat, but also won so incredible, that strong opponent Gong Yang finally found out with his conscience and committed suicide!

Of course, no one naively thinks that Gong Yang committed suicide, but apart from suicide, no one can explain the strange situation they saw.

The entire Battle Soul Masters in the competition arena were stunned by the results of the competition, and most of the Battle Soul Masters opened their mouths wide, staring blankly at the competition platform, and they didn't know whether to applaud or exclaim because they saw the blood on the competition platform.

"Gong Yang actually committed suicide!" Even those guardian teachers were a little at a loss, they never expected that Gong Yang would attack himself in the end.

In the arena of the big martial arts, even the air seemed to freeze, everyone put on a pose, frozen there, and at this moment even time seemed to stand still.

"Why don't you die?" Chu Linglong still shouted heartbreakingly on the competition platform, as if she couldn't see that Gong Yang had already drunk the sword and died.

When the battle soul masters in the stands heard Chu Linglong's roar, they couldn't help but look at the competition platform again, as if an invisible ghost appeared on the competition platform.

A breeze blew, and everyone felt a chill at the base of their necks, as if a demon was gasping behind them.

In broad daylight, the entire martial arts arena actually had an eerie feeling, as if the sun had lost its color all of a sudden.

Lin Jie blew lightly in Liu Feiyao's ear.

Who knew that Liu Feiyao turned her head, looked at Lin Jie with a smile and said, "If you pretend to be a ghost, you should blow cool air." ”

"Huh!" Lin Jie looked at Liu Feiyao's fair face and was speechless for a while, it was not easy to scare this little girl.

"You won!" A female teacher came to Chu Linglong's side and gently tugged at the corner of her clothes.

"Wow~", Chu Linglong cried out at once, and the female teacher gently patted her shoulder and pulled her little hand down the competition platform.

Gong Yang's body was quickly carried down, and as for the death of the student in the War Soul Academy, unless this student has an amazing background in this world, there will be no trouble for the Battle Spirit Academy.

"Brother, how did I say that Gong Yang died?"

"I'm also strange, at first he wanted to flirt with someone else's little Lori, but he committed suicide. ”

"Could it be that there are really ghosts in this world?" the man's face changed, and he turned his head to look behind him.

Many of the battle soul masters in the stands were like chicken blood, their eyes were wide open, and their spit was splashing everywhere, and they began to express their unique opinions.

"Ahh

The stands slowly quieted down, after all, no matter how unbelievable Chu Linglong's competition was, it was all in the past, and now he had to watch the competition in front of him seriously.

This second competition was really crazier than any of yesterday's, and from the beginning, the two of them coincidentally performed their strongest stunts, both trying to defeat each other in one fell swoop.

The scream just now was that one of the students couldn't dodge, and his left upper arm was opened by the opponent's soul technique. Blood oozed out, and the man's shirt on the left side was quickly stained red with blood, and the whole person looked a little terrifying. But even so, he still gritted his teeth and persevered, and made his soul skills wild.

In the eyes of the two people who competed, today's opportunity may only be once in a lifetime, and missing today is likely to be missing a lifetime.

In the end, this strong student won the final victory, and this student perfectly illustrated the importance of perseverance and belief for all the participating students.

It seemed that his opponents were impressed by his belief that he would win, and finally withdrew from the match with an injury after becoming unstoppable.

The next few games were even more cruel, and few of the final victors were not injured, after all, the battle soul cultivation of these students who participated in the competition was only in the early stage of the Ning Yuan Realm, and the gap between them was not huge.

Under the desperate struggle of both sides, even with the guardian teacher by his side, there was still a scene of one death.

"No. 8 on stage to compete!" came the shouts of the red-clothed referee on the competition platform.

Lin Jie's tall body stood up in the stands.

"Lin Jie, you must be careful!" Liu Feiyao reached out and held Lin Jie's right hand tightly.

Lin Jie noticed that Liu Feiyao's softness was a little cold, so he hurriedly patted her hands with his left hand, smiled at her and nodded.

"Let's go to the tournament platform too. Shu Lanke said suddenly on the side, Lin Jie was about to go down from the stands, but when he heard Shu Lanke's words, he suddenly stopped.

He knew what Schranke meant, and since those guardian teachers would not act unless they died, they themselves would help in times of crisis.

"Yes!"

"Good!"

Liu Feiyao and Ou Yeqian glanced at each other, and then readily agreed, they also felt that they could feel a little more at ease by being guardians on the side, even if their battle spirit cultivation was far inferior to those guardian teachers.

Lin Jie looked at the expressions of the three people, and wanted to say a few words to reassure them, but when he saw the three of them with a determined face, he knew that it was useless to say more, so he smiled and walked down the stands.