With a lift of his eyes, a little golden liquid dripped from Sun Wukong's rise, and at the moment when the liquid dropped, Sun Wukong's figure shook slightly, and immediately solidified after a while.

The expression of Sun Wukong after the void is not as calm and agile as Fang Cai, but a little wooden, giving people a very serious feeling.

Is it because the battle is stressful and serious? If so, you don't have to! We are not as strong as Teacher Night, and we are estimated to be directly defeated by you, no, he seems to have said that there is no need for martial spirits! If it's just physical, we may still have a chance to fight.

An ordinary-looking schoolgirl outside the venue thought so. She didn't dare to think about winning, even if she didn't have a martial soul, but Sun Wukong's charge just now obviously didn't use a martial soul, but that speed was not something she could react to.

In their opinion, the loss of the martial soul only reduced the attack power of Sun Wukong, she was still thinking about whether she should play, she had just finished a fight with the night teacher, even if he was fierce, it would be consumed, and now the use of martial souls is not allowed to consume it.

While the girl was still thinking about whether to appear, a figure crossed by her.

People just felt that with a flick of their eyes, there was an extra sick young man on the field.

Shrek and the others looked at this sick young man and wondered: "This person can't feel any powerful breath, but if he dares to come out at this time, he will definitely not be an ordinary person." ”

With his head slightly to the side, he asked Huo Yuhao in a low voice, "Little junior brother, can you feel this person's breath?" ”

Shaking his head solemnly, Huo Yuhao's face was a little ugly and said: "My spiritual detection has completely lost its effect, my spiritual power is like entering a quagmire, and even the fluctuation of spiritual power has completely disappeared." ”

"My name is Ji Jiechen, you are very strong, but I still want to challenge." Ji Jiechen said as he drew his weapon, his expression gradually became fanatical, and a sickly blush took over his pale face.

There was a thousand rays of light in his eyes, and a sharp breath bloomed from Ji Juechen's body, seeing Ji Juechen's fighting passion, Jing Hongchen had to stand up and interrupt: "Ji Juechen, rein in your edge, the rules of this game are one dozen three, and you still need two partners to come out and fight together." ”

As he spoke, Jing Hongchen's majestic aura shattered Ji Juechen's escaping breath, and as soon as he spoke, Jing Hongchen noticed that someone in the audience had an uncomfortable feeling, and if he continued to release it, it was estimated that even the breath would cause harm to the students on the field.

However, Jing Hongchen's reminder didn't care at all, but instead accumulated his own breath in place, and the escaping aura was consciously converged by him, not because of Jing Hongchen's warning, but to inject the breath into the sword in his hand.

Seeing Ji Juechen standing quietly in place, some students who only cared about studying soul guides smiled: "I can't imagine that Ji Juechen, a sword idiot, will still listen to people one day." ”

Only the wrong name, no wrong nickname, if there is, it must have been intentional by the person.

The name of the sword idiot is a nickname unanimously recognized by the teachers and students in the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, and Ji Jiechen definitely deserves this nickname.

Ji Jiechen is also an actual control soul guide like the defeated Night Liang City just now, he is the head of the actual control soul guide department of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy.

His weapon is an ordinary sword, which gives him ordinary third-level innate soul power, but he has an extraordinary attitude, an attitude towards the sword.

Unlike the ordinary actual control soul master, he uses his own martial soul, and he will only use this ordinary sword martial soul, the reason is that he has fallen in love with his own martial soul, since the awakening of the martial soul, Ji Jiechen has fallen in love with his own sword, and in his eyes, there is nothing but the sword.

Even the soul ring that ordinary soul masters pay the most attention to is to serve his sword, his first soul ring was personally hunted by himself, and the soul skill is also an ordinary increase in soul power, which is just to allow his martial soul to burst into stronger combat power.

A five-meter-wide vortex appeared around Ji Juechen, and the powerful soul power brought out a small hurricane around him, and everyone knew that Ji Juechen did not do what Jing Hongchen said, and his calmness was just to be able to have a better outbreak.

"Very thick soul power, this feeling is different from ordinary students, but just like a student who learned from our Shrek, the foundation is solid, much stronger than the ordinary Seven Rings."

Due to Sun Wukong's strong performance, Fan Yu was still very uneasy in his heart, but Ji Juechen at this time took away his sight.

The average soul power of the students of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy even exceeds that of Shrek Academy. Because most of them have taken various drugs in order to improve their soul power. But this method was only limited to the Seven Rings, after which taking the pill had no effect.

Taking such a shortcut will not come without a price, in addition to the fact that the pill is very expensive, relying on the pill to improve the soul power for a long time will lead to the instability of the foundation, which is why the high-end combat power of the sun and the moon has always been in a weak position, but the big country can't take out more than a dozen Title Douluo, maybe that's why the Holy Spirit Sect can form an alliance with it.

But Ji Jiechen is an outlier, he has never used the elixir, his only purpose in the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy is to challenge the strong, and his previous highest record is to defeat a seventh-level soul master.

The heavy sword in his hand was raised, Ji Jiechen began his own attack, and the momentum of his whole body spat out from the tip of the sword, and the momentum accumulated before turned into a sword qi.

Seeing this sword qi, Sun Wukong narrowed his eyes slightly, and then said lightly: "Very powerful sword intent, but it's a pity that it's sharp but not pure, too obsessed with the edge, and too narrow in understanding of the sword!" ”

The gentle words reached Ji Jiechen's ears, what is wrong with pursuing sharpness, he is a strong man, but it is ridiculous to talk to me about the understanding of the sword.

The emotion of disbelief flashed through Ji Juechen's mind, and before the expression on his paralyzed face appeared, he noticed that a sword appeared in Sun Wukong's hand.

The sword body is slender, dark and ancient, as a sword idiot, Ji Jiechen visually measured that the sword is three feet seven inches long, and the net weight is seven catties and thirteen taels, such an ordinary sword is as ordinary as the meteoric iron sword in his hand.

Sword up! Poof!

Ji Jiechen lowered his head in surprise, a touch of blood red slowly flowed out of his chest, and a sword appeared on his chest, the sword was three feet seven inches long, and the net weight was seven catties and thirteen taels.

"Why? What kind of sword is this? ”

Ji Jiechen looked at the sword on his chest, there was no fear, no pain, there was still doubt in his words, he wanted to know what kind of sword it was.

At the hilt of the sword, Sun Wukong let go of his hand and said: "Your love for the sword is revealed from your sword intent, but there is too little knowledge of the sword."

This is the sword of a person who also loves swords, his sword is also sharp but it is a sword only for killing, the sword will be stained with blood, this is another understanding, feel it! ”

After saying that, Sun Wukong turned around and returned to his waiting area, and the moment he left, the sword disappeared. Looking through the hole in the garment, you can see a wound, a few centimeters long, a wound that has just broken the skin.

Looking at Sun Wukong's back, Ji Juechen continued to ask: "Whose sword is this!" ”

"A sword comes from the west, the sword god - Ximen blows the snow!!"

After getting the answer, Ji Jiechen returned to the woman just now, while Sun Wukong raised his head and closed his eyes.

"When will Brother Monkey come back! I want to go to sleep!! ”