The limit of Douluo Continent

Chapter 17 First Battle
"Wang Sheng, come back. Let Xiang Zeyu play this round. You can rest now."

At this time, Wang Sheng has not fully recovered from the excitement of defeating Liu Long before. He came back to his senses when he heard Xiao Wu calling him. He knew his own situation. Although he defeated Liu Long, he really had no strength to fight again. up.

Ling Feng said to Xiang Zeyu angrily, "Don't be so arrogant, kid, be careful not to hit your own mouth."

Xiang Zeyu smiled slightly, and said disapprovingly: "It's not up to you whether to hit your mouth or not, let's start."

Seeing Xiang Zeyu's contemptuous look, Ling Feng couldn't help being furious, kicked his feet up, turned over deftly in the air, opened his arms, glided two meters, and rushed towards Xiang Zeyu's head.

Xiang Zeyu didn't have a deep understanding of martial souls, Ling Feng didn't have any weapons, presumably it wasn't weapon martial souls but beast martial souls.Judging from the way he pounced, it was very likely that it was a flying beast spirit.

Ling Feng's speed is very fast, claiming to be the number one among the sixth grade students.Xiang Zeyu, who had been trained by himself since he was a child, was not slow to react, and Ling Feng passed Xiang Zeyu with a slight footstep.

Ling Feng failed with a single blow, and immediately jumped back when he landed. Xiang Zeyu turned his back to Ling Feng and remained motionless.It's impossible for a person to have eyes in the back, seeing this situation, Xiao Wu's heart was raised, Tang San also secretly screamed badly at first, but after seeing Xiang Zeyu's ears move slightly, he felt relieved again.Tang San practiced hidden weapons and naturally knew that in many cases, the eyes may not be used. People in the Tang Sect often have ordinary ears. It's not like the eyes are assisted by the Purple Demon Pupil. This is the result of their continuous training.You can't say anything if you move your ears slightly, but it's different when Xiang Zeyu closes his eyes. After people abandon their eyes, the six senses will naturally improve to a higher level.

Sure enough, when Ling Feng was about to pounce on him, the corners of Xiang Zeyu's mouth rose slightly, and he kicked the ground suddenly, the whole person soared into the air and just jumped over Ling Feng's pounce.

Xiang Zeyu opened his eyes, a flash of sharpness flashed in his eyes, white light burst out of his right hand, and a pure white Fang Tian painting halberd appeared in Xiang Zeyu's hand, and he put Fang Tian painting halberd on his shoulder .The upward momentum brought about by the leap disappeared instantly when Fang Tian's painted halberd appeared, and even began to fall at an extremely fast speed under the weight of Fang Tian's painted halberd. Xiang Zeyu stepped on Ling Feng's back.

"Touch!" Ling Feng fell directly to the ground. Xiang Zeyu took advantage of the force of this step to vacate in the air and then landed smoothly. After landing, Xiang Zeyu's movements did not stop. The whirring wind slashed at Ling Feng's neck.

"Stop!" Xiao Chenyu yelled.

Ling Feng was thrown away by this fall, and all the momentum in his body was scattered, and the parts that were in close contact with the ground were in pain. Just as he raised his head, a gust of wind rushed towards his face. When he fixed his eyes, he couldn't help but sweat. The crescent blade of the Tianhua halberd had already stopped quietly not far from his neck. Looking at the gleaming crescent blade, Ling Feng felt a chill in his neck, and swallowed hard.

Xiao Chenyu hurried over and pushed Fang Tian's painting halberd away with one hand, "Ling Feng, are you okay?"

"It's okay." Ling Feng swallowed two words from his mouth with difficulty.

Xiang Zeyu put away his halberd and stood up to Ling Feng, "Senior offended me."

Wang Sheng walked over regardless of the pain on his body. When did the work-study students not be bullied by them everywhere?Now it was their turn to be bullied and beaten by work-student students, Wang Sheng couldn't help laughing gloatingly in his heart.

"How about it, Boss Xiao, don't be convinced. Zeyu is the one who makes the move now. We don't have Sister Xiaowu and Tang San who haven't made the move yet. I think you can still admit defeat. Save yourself the pain of flesh and blood."

Xiao Chenyu gloomyly helped Ling Feng up, and handed him over to the younger brother behind to support him (why did he support him? The fall was one, and the second was that Ling Feng was so frightened that his feet went limp.), his eyes turned to Xiang Zeyu lost two games in a row. He had already reached the point where he had to play. He asked himself that besides himself, there was no one stronger than Ling Feng. If the low morale could not be recovered in time, there would be no need to fight the remaining duels. up.Only by defeating the kid in front of him with fierce means, and then defeating Xiao Wu, can he save face.

Xiao Chenyu looked at Xiang Zeyu coldly, at this moment the contempt and disdain on his face had disappeared, replaced by seriousness.Xiao Chenyu now regrets his request a little, no matter how he thinks about it, he feels like he has resisted himself.

"Xiao Chenyu, a sixth-grade student, martial spirit, wolf. Eleventh-level first-ring battle soul master."

Reporting one's martial spirit and level is a way of showing respect to the opponent, and it is Xiao Chenyu's affirmation of Xiang Zeyu's strength.

While talking, a layer of blue light emerged from Xiao Chenyu's body. Amid the flickering blue light, the muscles of his body began to swell, his eyes gradually turned light green, his arms slowly raised, his claws forward, Nails become sharper.A circle of white soul rings rose from under his feet, just like a martial soul possessed.

Xiao Chenyu, who had completed the possession, stared at Xiang Zeyu with his light green eyes, and the wolf's claws ticked him, the provocation was very obvious.

Xiang Zeyu has heard the rules of reporting martial souls from the teacher at Notting School. Unless he is dismissive of his opponent, he is not afraid that the opponent will become an eternal enemy. One's own martial spirit, expressing mutual respect and exchanging skills.

Xiao Wu said: "Zeyu, come back and let Tang San go, he is already a ring and you are not his opponent."

"How will you know if you don't try it?" Xiang Zeyu gave an indescribably relaxed feeling when he spoke, he put Fang Tian's painting halberd on his shoulder, his calm eyes met Xiao Chenyu's light green eyes, "Xiang Zeyu, a first-year work-study student, Wuhun: Fang Tianhuaji. A seventh-level soul apprentice."

Xiao Wu still wanted to persuade Xiang Zeyu to come back, no matter what, she accepted the carrots from others, seeing him sent up like this to be beaten in vain didn't seem very good, she was held back by Tang San before she could speak.

"Let him go."

"Why? Xiang Zeyu will definitely be beaten when he meets that Boss Xiao." Xiao Wu said worriedly.

Tang San said with a very serious expression: "The moment Boss Xiao reported his martial spirit, it showed that Boss Xiao had already challenged Xiang Zeyu. This is a duel between men, how can we back down."

Xiao Wu tilted her head and looked at Xiang Zeyu's back, she couldn't figure out the meaning of doing so, "You are obviously a kid, what are you talking about about a man?"

……

Xiang Zeyu was still standing there motionless, while Xiao Chenyu kept walking around Xiang Zeyu. The Fang Tian painting halberd in Xiang Zeyu's hand was a real one, so he had to be careful in case he was scratched. Not good.

(End of this chapter)