In any case, he was going to give it a try.

After all, he is not a regular player, and how much strength is exposed, it has little impact.

"Luoheng, good job!"

"Well done, Senior Brother Luoheng!"

"Good!"

The Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy was waiting for the war zone, and everyone cheered for it.

Ma Lao couldn't help but applaud.

"Yes, he is worthy of being a personal disciple of the old man!"

Defeating the strong with the weak, and defeating not a soul master, but a soul master who is really good at fighting ability, Su Luoheng's talent is perfectly displayed!

In time, wait until the next Soul Master Competition.

Laughing Hongchen, dreaming Hongchen, now add a Su Luoheng......

So many talented students have emerged enthusiastically.

Is the era that belongs to their Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy really coming?

Even the realist Ma Lao can't help but imagine the future!

At this moment, he felt that the results of the competition in front of him were no longer important, and they would have Su Luoheng, Xiao Hongchen, and Meng Hongchen in the future, which was enough.

After waiting for a long time in the cold winter, we will finally usher in the era of the sun and the moon!

……

……

It's the opposite.

Tianyu Senior Soul Master Academy was a little embarrassed in the war zone.

Although they had already given up winning or losing this game before the game, the premise was that they were defeated by the main players of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy team.

But now a reserve team of Soul Venerables defeated their regular members.

This made the teachers and students of Tianyu Academy unable to hold their faces.

Shame on you......

Even if there is a gap with the students of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, the Soul Sect can't even beat a Soul Venerable, right?

They urgently need to prove themselves now, and it was just an accident.

"Ride the wind, you go."

"In this battle, pay attention to be safe, our Tianyu Senior Soul Master Academy is also famous, don't underestimate your opponent like Lin Heng before."

Tianyu led the team teacher to tell the emaciated boy in the corner.

"Hmm."

Not long after, a thin figure Tianyu Senior Soul Master Academy waited for the war zone to enter the ring.

Su Luoheng looked at his opponent, his expression gradually solemn.

Each one is their own momentum.

Although he looks ordinary, but there is a faint exudation of a fierce momentum on his body, don't look at him as a soul sect, but with the person before, he is definitely not an opponent of the same magnitude!

So......

Tianyu Academy, is this planning to save face?

"Your sword is not weak."

After a moment of silence, Chengfeng frowned slightly, and said, "You shouldn't be a soul master and go astray, swordsmanship, archery, and the soul master's fighting style is suitable for you." ”

"Whether it's suitable or not, only you know." Su Luoheng said lightly.

Chengfeng stared at Su Luoheng with both eyes, and his tone was flat and full of confidence.

"This battle, it will be me to win."

"I'll give it back to you as it is."

Su Luoheng smiled indifferently, and his momentum was not weak at all.

At this time, the referee walked quickly between the two.

"The sixth round of competition is about to begin, please ask the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy team, and the Heavenly Soul Royal Soul Master Academy team to retreat to both sides of the ring."

Su Luoheng, the two of them, according to the rules, stepped back to the left and right of the ring.

"The sixth round of competition, start now!"

Seeing this, the referee bowed slightly, and at the same time, the raised right hand fell.

As soon as the words fell, Su Luoheng's heart moved, and he projected a soul guide sword and took the lead in attacking!

In the face of the attack, Chengfeng took a step forward and threw a straight punch to meet the attack!

Qiang Qiang –

I only heard a ping-pong sound, which was obviously a collision between the soul guide and the fist, but when it came into contact, a piercing sound like gold and iron erupted.

A fist comparable to gold and iron?

didn't wait to think about it, and the next moment in Su Luoheng's surprised gaze.

The projection weapon started from the place of collision, and in a crisp "click" sound, it broke inch by inch.

On the other hand, Chengfeng's fist only faintly flashed a trace of bronze-like color, and it was not damaged in any way.

My weapon, broken?

Seeing this, Su Luoheng was even more shocked!

Projection weapons are indeed fragile, but they are not so fragile either.

How could he be directly crushed by his punch as soon as they made contact?

Just thinking about it, he rode the wind and chased after the victory, and raised his right arm again and threw an unpretentious punch again.

Su Luoheng, who did not believe in evil, projected a long sword again to meet it, and the result was a crisp "click", although it blocked the attack from the opposite side, but the projection weapon did not have any accidents, and was shattered by the wind fist again!

Why?

Seeing this, Su Luoheng looked shocked.

Why is this man's fist so hard, and is it suitable for the way he came?

Although the projection weapon is relatively fragile, even the Soul Sect cannot shatter the projection weapon at once, and that Lin Heng is an example.

But the person in front of him is very different!

Su Luoheng realized that this person's talent and martial soul may not be simple.

"I said, soul guide, it's useless!"

As soon as the words fell, Chengfeng stepped forward quickly, and smashed down with his fist as before.

Su Luoheng, who couldn't figure it out, although he knew that the projection weapon was not a one-in-one enemy, he could only continue to project and resist, after all, he couldn't let him fall on him.

But this time, the fourth soul ring under his feet suddenly flickered.

At the same time, when the fist was about to land on the soul guide sword, suddenly the soul ring flashed.

The next moment, he hit the fist of the soul guide general at an almost right-angle angle, but suddenly turned around and rushed towards his arm in a strange direction.

Su Luoheng, who couldn't dodge, was hit in the arm head-on by a fist that could shatter the projection weapon.

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain.

He gasped, gritted his teeth, and survived.

It's just that the muscles on the forearm are faintly sore.

Is this a soul skill?

How could it be so weird and change direction?

At the same time, before Su Luoheng could figure out the reason, Chengfeng swung out another fist again, this time it was a frontal punch.

At the moment of hitting, it turned to the back of the head.

Fortunately, this time Su Luoheng was already on guard, and while his fist fell, he looked back and blocked with his sword.

However, the projection weapon collapsed again.

Bang bang bang!!

Riding the wind to attack one punch after another, in this regard, Su Luoheng, who was difficult to parry, could only keep dodging, but he couldn't dodge, so he could only use a projection weapon to go up.

Although the cost of weapon projection is not high, it cannot resist the frequency of such replacement.

On the contrary, riding the wind did not consume much soul power.

As the other went on, Su Luoheng fell into an unprecedented predicament since the start of the competition.

Su Luoheng was always unclear.

Why did his projection weapon face his fist, it would be weakened to such an extent, whether it was a second-level or third-level soul guide.

I can't even resist a punch.

And even a Level 4 projection weapon can only withstand it for less than a minute.

In the end, after all, there is still no escape from the end of the collapse.

At the same time, the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy is waiting for the war zone.

"This is, Ontological Martial Soul?!"

A flash of surprise flashed in Ma Lao's eyes, and when he saw that the Wind Riding Soul Ring lit up, but there was no martial soul with it, and he had been using his fist, he had already guessed his martial soul.

(End of chapter)