Douluo: Undercover Sun and Moon, who made you ascend the throne?

Chapter 66 Sorry, senior!

In the spirit fighting arena, the sleepy-eyed Ma Rulong was miserably thrown down from the sky by Jing Hongchen.

Of course, in order to prevent the leader from falling and becoming crippled, Jing Hongchen thoughtfully used his soul power to prevent his head from falling directly to the ground when he was about to hit the ground.

If it were Luo Yu who received the same treatment, Jing Hongchen would probably carefully place it on the ground.

But Ma Rulong.
The main theme is that if you can't fall to death, you will fall to death!
The shocked Ma Rulong got up from the ground with trembling legs.

That moment just now completely knocked his sleepiness away.

Damn it, Dean Dog really only has Luo Yu in his eyes.

This idea was confirmed especially when Ma Rulong saw Luo Yu looking at him with a smile in the spirit fighting arena.

"Luo Yu, why are you here?"

"Didn't the dean ask me to come here?"

Luo Yu also didn't expect that the unlucky guy who would be his sparring partner this night would be Ma Rulong.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that the only suitable candidate in the team is Lao Ma?
Who makes him the only Soul Emperor in the team?

The others competed with Luo Yu, and Luo Yu could kill them instantly without using the fourth soul skill.

Only Ma Rulong is left to compete with Luo Yu.

At the same time, Jing Hongchen, who had his hands behind his back, slowly fell from the air.

"Dean, is it really okay to pull the senior out of bed for an experiment this late at night? You see, he didn't even have time to change into his pajamas."

Luo Yu pointed at Ma Rulong who was wearing cartoon pajamas.

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up, come back and rest after the fight."

Jing Hongchen didn't give Luo Yu any chance to fish in troubled waters. Of course he knew the reason why Luo Yu put on such a coquettish posture.

This forced supporter thinks that he has not given him any benefits and is unwilling to take action!
Otherwise, with this kid's temperament, would he really care about the senior's rest problem?
Jing Hongchen, who understood this, twitched the corners of his eyes slightly and then spoke.

"Use your fourth soul skill to defeat Ma Rulong. I promise to customize a set of seventh-level soul guides for you before the competition begins."

"What about me, Dean?"

Ma Rulong was stunned.

Glancing at Ma Rulong, Jing Hongchen said impatiently.

"The same goes for you, now promise me Luo Yu, I will promise you a set of customized eighth-level soul guides, and I will give them to you before the competition!
But if you lose, you don’t have to take the captain’s position! "

"Dean, this is unfair. Why is Lao Ma at level eight and I am only at level seven?"

"People can do Level [-] by themselves, can you?"

Jing Hongchen waved his hand impatiently, signaling for both parties to start immediately.

He still had a bunch of things to get back to and deal with.

"I"

Just when Luo Yu was about to argue and seek some other benefits, Ma Rulong, who was still hesitant at first, had already disappeared in his cartoon pajamas.

It was replaced by a set of close-fitting sixth-level soul guidance armor.

The soul guide armor covered his body and made a rattling sound.

On this set of armor, there are many interfaces for the existence of soul guide turrets, which are used to link soul guides during battle.

"Made, you are more positive than me when you hear the benefits."

Looking at Ma Rulong, who was still squirming one second and transformed into "Iron Man" the next, Luo Yu couldn't help but curse.

Unexpectedly, Ma Rulong touched his head in an honest manner.

"I'm sorry, junior, it seems that this set of customized soul tools tonight belongs to me!"

Ma Rulong chuckled.

There are countless tubes connected throughout the body.

Even when he was in the Star Dou Forest before, he had never used this equipment.

It was enough to show how active this kid was under Jing Hongchen's coercion and inducement.

"Hurry up, I know you are holding back bad ideas." Jing Hongchen, who retreated to the sidelines, laughed and scolded Luo Yu.

This sparring didn't even require him to shout to start, both parties were already ready.

There is no way, who makes the conditions offered by this ninth-level soul master so attractive.

Four soul rings, two purple and two black, lit up on Luo Yu's body one after another.

Seeing the black soul ring on Luo Yu's body, Ma Rulong also realized Jing Hongchen's purpose of catching him.

It turned out to be to test Luo Yu’s fourth soul skill!

But even if Luo Yu had the fourth soul skill, Ma Rulong didn't think he would be his opponent with full firepower.

After all, Ma Rulong is a seventh-level soul master, even though he often lost to Luo Yu in previous competitions.

But the premise is that he didn't use all his strength.

Some powerful killing moves are not suitable for use in daily sparring.

Otherwise, even a seventh-level soul engineer like him would give Luo Yu the shit he wants!
Just like now!
"Jie, Jie, Jie, junior, for the sake of the eighth-level soul guide, I have to endure some hardships. Don't worry, the seniors will... eh?"

Ma Rulong, who was talking trash, suddenly stopped.

He felt that the soul power in his body was running nearly twice as slowly as before.

He was stunned for a moment.

Not only that, while his soul power was running slowly, his soul power level also strangely dropped a lot.
From the original level of around 62 to the current level of over 50?
Directly fell from Soul Emperor to Soul King?

An inexplicable feeling of weakness surged around him while he was stunned.

That is the sequelae caused by the decline of soul power.

so that.

One hundred and eight soul-guided turrets that were almost fully charged turned out to be misfiring.

Damn it, I can’t keep up with direct energy storage!
What's the difference between this and you telling me that my parents come in during the guide?
"What happened? Why did my soul power suddenly drop so much?"

The inexplicable disappearance of soul power made Ma Rulong's heart tremble. This strange feeling made his back soaked with cold sweat.

It wasn't until he saw the fourth soul ring lighting up on Luo Yu that he suddenly realized it.

"Is this your soul skill?"

"Yes, senior, but now it seems that I can only make you suffer a little."

Using the teleportation skill of his right leg bone, Luo Yu appeared in front of Ma Rulong with a smile.

The first two soul rings on his body beat in sequence.

After two major increases, his current explosive power is no weaker than that of a Soul Emperor.

The Xuan Zhong Ruler appeared in the palm of his hand.

To be honest, it was Ma Rulong's fault.

If he hadn't inserted one hundred and eight tubes into himself in order to get a reward and win by crushing him with a fort.

It won't be like now.

After being hit by Luo Yu's withering soul skill, his soul power was so weakened that he couldn't even supply the turret.

If half the tube had been inserted, he might have taken action the moment Luo Yu appeared.

And now?
Snapped!
Grasping the handle of the ruler with both hands, Luo Yu slapped the ruler's body against Ma Rulong as hard as if he were playing golf.

Even with the protection of the instant defensive soul guide, Luo Yu still sent him flying five or six meters away.

Obviously, Luo Yu had shown mercy just now.

Even if he uses a self-created soul skill, the gap between Ma Rulong and the mask will be broken.

"Okay, Ma Rulong, you have lost!"

Jing Hongchen on the sidelines sighed and announced Luo Yu's victory, which made Ma Rulong, who still wanted to get up and continue fighting, very regretful.

It's not that I regret losing to Luo Yu, but that I missed a custom-made eighth-level soul tool because of my carelessness.
(End of this chapter)