Douluo: Humans are peerless, fake gods

No matter what, he was going to try it.

After all, he is not a member of the official selection, so the exposure of his strength has little impact.

"Luoheng, great job!"

"Well done, Junior Brother Luoheng!"

"good!"

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

Ma Lao couldn't help applauding.

"That's right, as expected of Ran Lao's personal disciple!"

The weak defeated the strong, and the one who defeated was not a soul master, but a real soul master who was good at fighting. Su Luoheng's talent was perfectly displayed!

Given time, wait until the next Soul Master Competition.

Xiao Hongchen, Meng Hongchen, and now Su Luoheng...

So many talented students showed up enthusiastically.

Is the era belonging to their Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy really coming?

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

At this moment, he felt that the result of the competition in front of him was not important anymore. It was enough for them to have Su Luoheng, Xiao Hongchen, and Meng Hongchen in the future.

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

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to the opposite.

The waiting area of ​​Tianyu Advanced Soul Master Academy was a little awkward.

Although they had given up winning or losing the game before the game, the premise was that they were defeated by the selected members of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy representative team.

But now a soul master of the reserve team has defeated their main players.

This made the teachers and students of Tianyu Academy lose face.

Shame...

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

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

"Chengfeng, you go."

"In this battle, be careful. Our Tianyu Advanced Soul Master Academy is also famous. Don't underestimate your opponent like Lin Heng before."

The teacher leading Tianyu told the thin boy in the corner.

"Um."

Not long after, a thin figure walked onto the stage waiting for the battle zone of Tianyu Advanced Soul Master Academy.

Su Luoheng stared at his opponent with a gradually dignified expression.

Everyone has their own style.

Although he looks ordinary, there is a faint and fierce aura exuding from his body. Although he is also a soul sect, he is definitely not an opponent of the same magnitude as the previous man!

so……

Tianyu Academy, is this trying to save face?

"Your sword is not weak."

After a moment of silence, Chengfeng frowned slightly, and said, "You shouldn't go astray as a soul teacher, swordsmanship, archery, and the fighting style of a soul teacher are suitable for you."

"Whether it fits or not, only I know." Su Luoheng said lightly.

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

"This battle, I will win."

"I'll give you this back unaltered."

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

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

"The sixth round of sparring is about to begin, please retreat to the two sides of the ring."

Su Luoheng and Chengfeng retreated to the left and right of the ring according to the rules.

"The sixth round of sparring, start now!"

Seeing this, the referee nodded slightly, and at the same time, lowered his raised right hand.

As soon as the words fell, Su Luoheng had a thought, projected a soul guide sword, and launched the first attack!

Facing the attack, Chengfeng took a step forward and swung a straight fist to meet it!

clang clang --

There was only a ping-pong sound, which was obviously the collision between the soul tool and the fist, but when they came into contact, there was a piercing sound like gold and iron.

Fists comparable to gold and iron?

Without waiting to think too much, the next moment was under Su Luoheng's surprised eyes.

The projection weapon started from the collision point, and broke inch by inch with a "click" sound.

On the other hand, Chengfeng's fist only faintly flashed a bronze-like luster, 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 not so fragile.

How could it be crushed by his punch just as soon as he made contact?

Just as he was thinking about it, riding the wind and pursuing the victory, he swung his right arm again, and once again swung an unpretentious punch.

Su Luoheng, who didn't believe in evil, projected a long sword to meet him again, but there was another "click" sound. Although he blocked the attack from the opposite side, the projected weapon was smashed by Chengfeng's fist again without any accidents!

Why?

Seeing this, Su Luoheng looked shocked.

Why is this man's fist so hard, is it suitable for him?

Projection weapons are relatively fragile, but it is impossible for even the Soul Sect to shatter them all at once. That Lin Heng just now was an example.

But this person in front of him is quite different!

Su Luoheng realized that this person's talent and martial spirit might not be simple.

"I said before, the soul tool is useless!"

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

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

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

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

The next moment, he hit the soul tool general's fist at a nearly right angle, but turned suddenly, aiming at his arm in a strange direction.

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

Suddenly, there was a sharp pain.

He gasped, gritted his teeth, and survived.

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

Is this a soul skill?

How could it be so weird that it changed its direction?

At the same time, without waiting for Su Luoheng to figure out the reason, Cheng Feng swung another fist again, this time it was still a frontal punch.

The moment it hit, it appeared on the back of the head instead.

Fortunately, this time Su Luoheng was already prepared, and at the same time as his fist was falling, he turned his head to block with his sword.

But the projection weapon collapsed again.

bang bang bang! !

Chengfeng attacked repeatedly with one punch after another. Su Luoheng, who was hard to parry, could only keep dodging. If he really couldn't dodge, he could only use the projection weapon to go up.

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

On the contrary, Chengfeng didn't consume much soul power.

As this ebbs and flows, Su Luoheng falls into an unprecedented predicament since the start of the competition.

Su Luoheng still couldn't figure it out clearly.

Why is his projection weapon weakened to such an extent in the face of his fist, no matter whether it is a second-level or third-level soul tool.

He couldn'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 collapsed ending.

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

"This is the main body martial soul?!"

A look of surprise flashed in Ma Lao's eyes. When he saw Chengfeng's soul ring light up, but there was no martial soul accompanying him, and he kept using his fists, he had already guessed his martial soul.