Douluo: I, the Blue Electric Tyrannosaurus Rex, become stronger in one-on-one combat

Chapter 92 Feng Yi is good, send him to Thunder Academy!
The appearance of Yu Zhantian and Zhao Feng made the atmosphere in Fengjian Sect become subtle.

When Yu Zhantian and Zhao Feng approached, Feng Bailong looked at the two of them. He couldn't see anything special about their auras.

Feng Bailong's behavior directly made Zhao Feng extremely unhappy, and Feng Bailong's soul power kept scanning the two of them.

Zhao Feng suddenly raised his head and stared at Feng Bailong with his eyes. His powerful aura directly broke through Feng Bailong's visit and knocked him back a few steps.

"Didn't your elders tell you not to probe others at will? Especially those who are stronger than you?" Zhao Feng said coldly.

"Guru~"

Feng Bailong's heart surged and he couldn't help but swallowed. What did he just see?
Zhao Feng's eyes were devoid of any emotion, only a domineering spear.

Just a look broke his inspection. He was a level 88 Contra.

"Master, are you okay?" Feng Yi asked with a change of expression.

"Your Excellency! I wonder what happened to our Fengjian Sect?" Feng Bailong bowed and spoke.

He was not a fool. He immediately understood what Zhao Feng meant.This is a titled Douluo.

Feng Bailong was very smart and did not choose to fight head-on. Instead, he chose to bow his head.

"Haha~ It's just that my Ange disciples want to meet the younger generation of disciples of Fengjian Sect. Judging from the posture of Fengjian Sect, I guess all the disciples are here!"

Zhao Feng spoke calmly.

"Do you want to use my Fengjian Sect disciples to sharpen your own disciples? That would be too arrogant!" Feng Bailong thought to himself, his face looked a little ugly.
"So that's it. Our Fengjian Sect happens to have a few disciples who can use it. However, soul skills are blind, so I'm afraid when the time comes."

Feng Bailong changed his tone and spoke with a smile.

Feng Yi's soul power level has reached the Soul Sect, and one of his disciples has reached the high-level Soul Sect.

There is only one person next to Zhao Feng. Could it be that he wants to challenge all the young disciples of my Fengjian Sect alone?

"No problem! Let's get started! There's too much nonsense!" Zhao Feng said impatiently

"Haha! Since Your Majesty is so anxious, let's get started!"

Feng Bailong gave a look, and all the disciples exited the square, leaving only four or five younger generation disciples.

All of these people are soul sects and are older than Feng Yi.

Zhao Feng and Yu Zhantian looked at each other and then slowly retreated.

"What? Don't you dare to show your true colors? Tell me, who do you want to start with? Don't say we didn't give you a chance!"

Feng Yi didn't have a good look on this man in black.

"Does it take so much trouble to deal with you? Let's go together!"

Yu Zhantian shook his windbreaker and instantly assumed a fighting posture, bathed in streaks of black ice thunder. The Thunder Black Ice Dragon suddenly appeared behind Yu Zhantian.

The body of Yu Zhantian possessed by Wuhun became bigger and stronger.

"Sashasa~"

The strong wind blew away, and Yu Zhantian's black windbreaker was blown up, and the wide brim of his hat was blown up a little, revealing the golden dragon-shaped mask.

"What a strong momentum! But you are too arrogant. Stand back and let me deal with him!"

"Feng Yi is not simple, why don't we go together?" A disciple persuaded him.
"I said, stand down! I'll do it myself, what's the point of bullying the minority?" Feng Yi glanced slightly.

"That's fine!"

Feng Yi stretched out his hand to stop the other four. He instantly summoned his martial spirit and faced Yu Zhantian with his wind sword in hand.

Feng Yi also has a certain pace, and his speed has even reached the level of an agility attack type soul master.

"The sword comes out of the clouds!"

"Look at the sword!"

Feng Yi has been practicing this move for more than ten years and can be said to have his own understanding of it.The sword body breathed out sword energy to break the air resistance, and its speed reached the extreme.

"What a wind sword!"

Thunder moon-gazing step, thunder instant!
Yu Zhantian's eyes were filled with thunder, his body turned slightly to one side, and the wind sword in Feng Yi's hand rubbed against Yu Zhantian's body.

However, Yu Zhantian's body was not harmed at all.

"Seven Stars Travel!"

Feng Yi has very good combat experience. If one move fails, he can instantly switch to a second move.

Under Yu Zhantian's surprised gaze, Feng Yi actually used his own inertia to inject power into the sword in his hand.

I saw the airflow on the wind sword in his hand flowing extremely, and a cold light shot out in an instant.

"Sword Qi? No! It's a different way!"

Yu Zhantian bent down to avoid the cold light and looked at Feng Yi in surprise.

What he just slashed was not the sword energy, but the wind element that came with the martial spirit. It seemed to be very similar to the sword energy, but it lacked the sharpness and momentum of the sword energy.

"What a fast speed! But my speed is not weak either!"

Feng Yi's eyes condensed, and the first yellow soul ring around him rose.

"The number one soul skill! Fengxing Wushuang!"

Feng Yi used his first soul skill, and his body was enveloped by a stream of white air, and his speed instantly increased.

Feng Bailong outside the square watched the two men fighting nervously.

Feng Yi is the number one genius of their Fengjian Sect. He has reached level 16 at the age of 43. He has a high chance of being titled Douluo in the future and can succeed him as the sect leader.

Reaching level 20 before the age of 40 in Douluo Continent is already a genius, but it also depends on who you compare with.

Feng Yi is already ranked number one among the younger generation of Fengjian Sect, but it seems very difficult for him to fight at this time.

Liufeng Sword Technique has been used, but the details of the man in black windbreaker still haven't emerged.

"Feng Yi's first soul skill can increase his speed by 50.00% and increase the sharpness of his martial soul by [-]%! But it still seems useless!"

An elder frowned.

"Then there is only one reason that can explain it!" Feng Bailong said in a deep voice.

"what?"

"Feng Yi is fighting so hard, but the man in black still looks calm and indifferent. He is avoiding everything, as if he wants to see how capable Feng Yi is!"

"Obviously, his strength crushes Feng Yi in all aspects. Judging from the martial spirit, he should be a top-notch beast martial spirit. He must be an offensive spirit master, but Feng Yi didn't even force out his spirit ring!"

After Feng Bailong finished speaking, he shook his head. At this moment, he suddenly felt that he was looking at the sky from a well.

At this time, the fighting was still going on, and small drops of sweat appeared on Feng Yi's forehead, and he was already starting to get anxious.

"What? Is this all you have?" Yu Zhantian said with a smile.

"Arrogant!" Feng Yi yelled when he heard this. As the number one of the younger generation of Fengjian Sect, he would never allow himself to be insulted like this.
"The third soul skill, Sword Roaring to the West Wind!"

"The second soul skill, cut through the air with one sword!"

The two linked soul rings rose up, and Feng Yi jumped into the air and started spinning wildly. A thrust of the long sword roared out with a huge air flow. It seemed that Yu Zhantian had indeed angered him.

"This is interesting! The third soul skill, Thunder God's Wrath!"

Yu Zhantian also put away his lightness at this moment and planned to end this battle.

Feng Yi was very good, with good speed and attack, so he was sent to Thunder Academy to train with Zhui Feng and the others.

(End of this chapter)