Transcend to become a magician

The nine-turn soul iron was still in the process of mobilizing its soul power, and the terrifying soul energy it created made the corners of Zhong Lang's eyes twitch non-stop.

Fighting against Ye Duoduo's soul, it was only then that he knew that his soul power was of a very high level, which was quite terrifying.

On the soles of the feet, a snow-white light suddenly gushed out.

"laugh--"

Zhong Lang's figure flashed, and the snow-white light flashed, and his figure had already retreated five or six meters.The speed of the soul is astonishingly fast.

"Humph--"

"Although the soul power is tyrannical and the soul energy is very strong, but you don't know that when the thunder-type martial soul is activated, not only the fighting spirit is strong, but also the soul speed increases quite quickly."

Zhong Lang evaded Ye Duoduo's soul fight with the help of a special thunder-type martial soul, so he had to sneer.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Your soul speed is quite fast!"

Ye Duoduo waved the Nine-turn Soul Iron casually, and nodded.

Ye Xianxian had already started to fight her soul.

Several male students who participated in the group formation, and the soul power level of the four magicians, were suppressed to the point where they could only parry, but had no power to fight back.

The four magician-level students could only be expelled from the arena.

Ye Duoduo's group was almost overwhelming.Although many students participated in the group formation, the seven students couldn't even activate their soul power during the soul fight.

Among them, four students were defeated by their souls, and in an instant, four of the seven students were defeated by Zhong Lang's group, leaving three students.

"What a motherfucker!"

"Sure enough, the soul power of Zhong Lang's group is strong, and the soul energy is not weak!"

"My formation is simply a mass of mud. The soul energy is exhausted, and it is almost out of strength. How can I fight for the soul?"

Ye Duoduo frowned, watching his formation, just shook his head.thinking.

"As long as you hold Zhong Lang down, Ye Xianxian will have a chance to defeat him. At that time, Ye Xianxian will take the time to join hands with me. Soul Fighting Zhonglang will surely defeat him."

"Okay, only the soul can defeat you. When the time comes, Junior Ye Xianxian will free up her hand, and we will form a team, and the soul will win."

"Even if I am defeated by the soul, I have to defeat Ye Duoduo."

Zhong Lang knew what Ye Duoduo was thinking, smiled coldly, and pointed his sharp spear at Ye Duoduo with a faint expression.

"Humph--"

"You want to defeat me, why?"

Ye Duoduo held the nine-turn soul iron in his hand, stuck it on the ground, and smiled.

"Oh--"

"Just my four-wheeled spirit ring magician and this spear can defeat you."

The corner of Zhong Lang's mouth curled up with a gloomy coldness, and he rested his hands on the barrel of the gun.With a spin, a snow-white spear almost turned into a wind wheel.

"Whirring whirring--"

Like a gust of wind blowing, all the gravel on the ground was blown away, and the spear spun crazily.

On the surface of Zhong Lang's body, snow-white light suddenly flourished, and strands of snow-white light, like lightning, kept coming and going.

Seen from a distance, Zhong Lang is illuminated by snow-white light, full of countless tentacles.

With the violent wind blowing, Ye Duoduo could barely open his eyes.I felt that Zhong Lang's spear condensed strong and rich soul energy fluctuations, full of extreme violence, just like thunder and lightning.

"Ah--"

"You activated the Thunder-type martial spirit from the very beginning, are you planning to make a quick decision?"

Ye Duoduo narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at the spear in Zhong Lang's hand, and frowned at the rapidly increasing fluctuations in soul energy.With a swirl of the palm, a crimson flame was launched, rising to become a rich soul energy, which slowly emerged faintly and faintly.

"Ye Duoduo, let me tell you, what is an evil spirit? With your level of soul power, you are not worthy of Ye Xianxian."

Zhong Lang danced along with the long spear, whistling like a wind.With a sinister sneer, the wind filled the sky, and suddenly stopped.

Ye Duoduo swept his eyes and found that the snow-white spear in Zhong Lang's hand became like a hot wheel, staying still and resting in his palm.

However, the spear was almost transformed into a snow-white thunderbolt gun.

The spear moved slightly, exuding a soul energy that fluctuated in time and space, and the intensity was very strong.

"You will die!"

A gloomy and dark light flashed in Zhong Lang's eyes, he held the spear tightly, and slowly raised the spear above his head with his feet on one side.For a moment, mixed with thunder and lightning, it hit the hard bluestone floor.

"boom--"

In an instant, the earth-shattering blasting sound drew everyone's eyes back.

When Zhong Lang smashed his spear, the snow-white radiance flourished, containing terrifying soul power, and a strong strong soul energy was set off.

"Thunderbolt—"

Roared like a icy chill.

In the shocking eyes of all the students, a beam of snow-white light with a length of Zhang Xu burst out from the spear, and the light of lightning and thunderbolt, wherever it passed, the soul force field hit the hard bluestone floor and was completely destroyed.

The light of lightning is like a long snow-white snake meandering away.The speed of the soul is as fast as lightning, and the students participating in the soul fighting can't react for a while.

On the soul force field, it was like thunder and lightning.

There were crackling sounds all the way, and deep grooves appeared on the bluestone floor, just like oxen plowing the field.

Countless people heard the deafening explosion.The place that was destroyed was where the boy in black was.

Looking at the place where the lightning light slid down, it turned out to be a huge gully.

"Gollum—"

Countless people swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Such a level of soul power should be level 35, which is the level of soul power activated by a magician who has advanced to four rounds of soul rings.Those who are slandered must be severely wounded.

Smoke and dust slowly rose from the explosion due to the light of lightning.There was no sound in the dust.The others, because of the horrible scene, turned into dust and became as quiet as dust.

Zhong Lang's spear touched the ground, his face was pale, and there were still a few drops of sweat on his forehead.

"call--"

Take a deep breath.Looking at the still smoke and dust, there was a smudge at the corner of his mouth.

Thunder and thunderbolt, that is the martial spirit with five round spirit rings.Zhong Lang actually mastered the Wuhun with five spirit rings.

Back then, in a weak area, Zhong Lang experienced life experiences and once activated the Thunderbolt Martial Soul.Injured an unprepared magician so badly that he took the opponent's head when he was in a coma.

That is, Ye Duoduo's soul power level is a magician, and Zhong Lang both have four-wheeled soul rings, and the thunder and thunderbolt martial soul is activated, can Ye Duoduo still live?

On the soul force field, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, and it fell into a silence. Countless eyes paid close attention to the soul force field.

The meteor-like boy, the hyped student of the Sunshine Soul Power Academy, the thorny student, and the image of a man of the same level as Zhong Lang, will rise in the Sunshine Soul Power Academy, can he die early?

A piece of nine-turn soul iron inserted on the hard bluestone floor appeared in full view.

The gust of wind suddenly rose, the smoke and dust dissipated completely, and a figure wrapped in crimson flames also appeared in countless eyes.

Zhong Lang's gloomy eyes were fixed, and his face changed.

"what--"

Looking at the figure with crimson flames all over his body, even though they were separated by a long distance, he also felt a thick, terrifying and extremely hot temperature.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Spirit fighting madness, soul fighting madness, fighting souls is so cool!"

Ye Duoduo slowly raised his head, and a faint voice came out.

In the crimson flames, there was still that handsome face, and that black-clothed boy.

Zhong Lang's face trembled, and the snow-white spear in his hand trembled violently.Now, he really felt how powerful Ye Duoduo's soul power was?

"Oh--"

"The fighting spirit is really cool, let's do it again!"

Zhong Lang didn't speak, but the voice came from the figure in the crimson flame.

Zhong Lang fixed his eyes on the figure in the flames, watching his every move.

However, when Ye Duoduo was speaking, Zhong Lang took a few steps back in shock.As soon as he stood still, he felt a wave of heat coming from behind.

Looking back, a crimson light flashed in his eyes.Immediately, the fist wrapped in flames on the first floor smashed towards him while the pupils of his eyes were dilated.