"Zhao Zilong, our battle has just begun." The boy with the sword shouted loudly.
"What's going on with these two seniors?" Chen Zifeng asked the students who were watching on the side.
Zhao Xin was also very curious about the two three-ring soul masters on the competition stage. "Are these two here in the fighting soul arena to compete and earn credits?"
The person next to him laughed and said, "They are not here to get credits, but to settle personal grudges. The one with the Bright Silver Spear spirit is called Zhao Zilong, and the one with the Heavenly Sword spirit is called Cao Mengde. They are very good friends, but their philosophies are slightly different. Neither of them can defeat the other, so they often come to fight each other."
"We are all good brothers, why do we have to fight? Won't it hurt our brotherhood?" Chen Zifeng said puzzledly. At the same time, he glanced at Zhao Xin, and when he saw that he ignored him, he turned back.
"That's not true. The difference in their ideas only manifests itself on stage. On weekdays, they are best friends," someone explained.
"Brother Xin, will we be like them? You won't abandon me, will you?" Chen Zifeng looked at Zhao Xin with tears in his eyes, as if he was a man who abandoned his husband and children.
Zhao Xin almost coughed up blood. Ever since Chen Zifeng absorbed the Purple Spirit Youyun Chrysanthemum, his personality has changed a lot. Zhao Xin couldn't believe that this was the original Chen Zifeng.
"No more talking, let's just watch the show." Feeling the strange looks from people around him, Zhao Xin didn't want to discuss this matter anymore. He decided to just watch the battle first!
On the stage, the fight between the two had reached its most intense point.
Zhao Zilong's first soul ring lit up, and he also rushed towards Cao Mengde. Just as the two were about to engage in close combat, Zhao Zilong swung the bright silver spear with force, and a spear light came out from Zhao Xin's hand. Cao Mengde reacted quickly, and his second soul ring lit up. He lifted the Yitian sword in his hand from bottom to top, and suddenly a blood-red wave slashed forward from in front of Cao Mengde.
"boom."
The two soul skills collided, and because Cao Mengde used his second soul ring, the power of the blood wave was greater than the spear light. In the end, Cao Mengde's attack still flew towards Zhao Zilong firmly after breaking the spear light. But the subsequent power was no longer there.
"Meng De, stop using your tricks." Zhao Zilong waved his gun to disperse the blood wave in front of him and said in a deep voice.
"You'll soon find out whether it's a trick or not. Go on."
Cao Mengde's third soul ring shone again, and at the same time his first soul ring also shone, "Bloody, Tyrannical Blade."
The blood-red light that had disappeared from Cao Mengde's body reappeared all over his body, and blood streaks appeared on the Sword of Heavenly Sword. His momentum continued to increase, and soon he surpassed Zhao Zilong. He launched a surprise attack forward with the Sword of Heavenly Sword in his hand, and slammed it down on the place where Zhao Xin was standing.
Zhao Zilong and Cao Mengde were good friends and had fought against each other many times. They were very familiar with each other. When Cao Mengde used his first and third soul skills, Zhao Zilong immediately used his third soul skill. Zhao Zilong leaped into the air, dodging Cao Mengde's first soul skill while fiercely stabbing in front of Cao Mengde. As he fell to the ground, he used his second soul skill, Cloud Breaking Dragon. Four spear shadows surrounded all the places where Cao Mengde could dodge.
Cao Mengde did not dodge or evade, and still used his first soul skill. He swung the Yitian Sword at the gun shadow in front of him, and "bang" the two gun shadows collapsed. Cao Mengde also rushed out, and then used his first soul skill again, this time, but towards the ground. Zhao Zilong was stunned on the spot by this sudden blow.
The sharp sword slashed across, delivering a fatal blow to Zhao Zilong's abdomen.
"Dang~"
Under everyone's worried gaze, Zhao Zilong finally came to his senses at the critical moment and blocked the attack with his spear, but he retreated repeatedly with blood oozing from his mouth.
“Go on.” Zhao Zilong’s fighting spirit was burning like a raging fire, and he felt the bright silver spear in his hand was ringing excitedly.
The two of them fought fiercely with each other using guns and swords. In the end, Zhao Zilong delayed the duration of Cao Mengde's third soul skill, seized the flaw of his soul power not flowing smoothly, and suddenly swept across with his first soul skill, ending the game.
"Zhao Zilong wins." The referee announced.
There were cheers from the audience, and Zhao Xin was among those applauding. He felt his blood boiling as he watched.
"Hey," the person next to him shook his head, "I really admire Senior Cao Mengde. He loses to Senior Zhao Zilong every time, but the difference is that he persists longer and longer."
Zhao Xin also admired Cao Mengde and the other two very much. In short, they were worthy of being the top students of Shrek Academy. Whether it was their reaction, the release of their soul skills, or the timing of their capture, they were all top-notch choices.
After the battle, Zhao Xin's fighting spirit was also aroused. He turned his head and glanced at Chen Zifeng, "Come on, let me see the changes in your martial spirit."
"There's no need for that, Brother Xin. You'll see it when I have time to fight you." Chen Zifeng said timidly.
"That won't do. It's better to experience it in person." After saying that, regardless of Chen Zifeng's gloomy and hopeless look, Zhao Xin dragged him to the registration teacher. Without asking Chen Zifeng to pay, Zhao Xin took out two Silver Soul coins and handed them to the registration teacher.
Zhao Xin and the other man stood on both sides of the field.
"Are you ready?" asked the referee.
The two nodded.
"The match begins." The referee announced and quickly stepped back. Zhao Xin and Chen Zifeng also released their martial spirits at the same time.
Chen Zifeng, a spirit master of the Agility Attack Department, launched the attack immediately, and the first and second yellow spirit rings on the Soul Chasing Sword lit up in the air. Zhao Xin remained unmoved by the attack, and the same two spirit rings emitted a dark yellow light.
A set of yellow armor appeared on Zhao Xin, who was possessed by the martial spirit. A pair of bear claws emitted golden light, and his hands kept waving, taking on Chen Zifeng's attacks again and again. Occasionally, he would be careless, and Chen Zifeng's Soul-Hunting Sword would not be able to break through the protection of Zhao Xin's dragon scales and armor.
"Is this all your attack is?" Zhao Xin kept provoking Chen Zifeng with words.
"Brother Xin, you have to take it." After saying this, Chen Zifeng summoned the Soul-Chasing Sword back to him.
The three soul rings on the Soul-Hunting Sword shone brightly at the same time, and gradually merged into a dark purple soul ring. Then a silver light appeared on the sword, and the two merged into one, piercing towards Zhao Xin at lightning speed.
"Merge ring." When Zhao Xin saw Chen Zifeng's actions, he immediately became alert, and the soul power in his body kept rolling to ensure that he could react in the first time.
Looking at the Soul-Chasing Sword that seemed to pierce the void, the last black soul ring on Zhao Xin's body shone brightly, and the dark light attracted everyone's attention. The dark golden light covered Zhao Xin's whole body, and the Dark Gold Demon Bear Transformation increased Zhao Xin's attributes by 140%.
At this moment, Zhao Xin has already improved his condition to the extreme. He can feel the vague threat coming from the front, and he doesn't want to face a three-ring soul master and win so miserably.
"Brother Xin, you've got it." Just as the Soul-Hunting Sword was about to pierce Zhao Xin, Chen Zifeng shouted loudly.
"Hmph, you're still a little short."
Five blades about one foot and two inches long shot out from Zhao Xin's right hand. They were Zhao Xin's Dark Gold Terrorclaw Bear Soul Bone. Of course, he used his second soul skill to cover it up. After all, it was too shocking for a soul master to have an external soul bone.
Zhao Xin's spiritual power surrounded his body, trying to use it to lock onto the Soul-Chasing Sword's position. Zhao Xin suddenly opened his eyes, and swung his right hand forward. When the five blades reached a certain point, they just happened to hit the Soul-Chasing Sword.
With Zhao Xin's level 43 soul power, a ten thousand year soul bone, and a ten thousand year fourth soul ring, even if Chen Zifeng relied on the special soul skill of ring fusion, he could not withstand Zhao Xin's attack.
The Soul-Hunting Sword was easily knocked away, and Zhao Xin did not stay where he was, but rushed forward suddenly. Before Chen Zifeng could react, Zhao Xin had already rushed in front of him.
A quick attacking soul master without a martial soul was fighting a strong attacking soul master with a beast martial soul. The audience closed their eyes. Chen Zifeng saw that the battle was hopeless. Zhao Xin's right hand was on his neck again. He shouted to the referee: "I give up."
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