The limit of Douluo Continent

Chapter 52 Class One
Generally speaking, low-level soul masters bear the direct pressure of soul power brought by high-level soul masters, and can persist until they are equivalent to two-thirds of their own level.It is already quite outstanding, and if you can persist until it is equal to your own soul power, then your willpower is extremely firm.

But the prerequisite for these is to release the Martial Soul.And it must be a beast soul master.The beast spirit is much more helpful to the soul master than the weapon spirit. The advantage of the weapon spirit is that it can be used as a weapon.

The coercion of soul power released by Tan Haobo is comparable to that of level 38 soul power.

Tan Haobo's heart is already full of joy, there are so many monsters this year, it seems that the salary increase is expected.

"Second brother, you can't sit still anymore, I thought you could relax all the way to the end." Zhan Xiao forced a smile.

"I'm afraid my chair will break if I continue to relax." Xiang Zeyu smiled wryly, the sweat on his forehead proved that he was not able to put the pressure on easily.

Zhan Xiao sighed, "At first I thought I had overestimated your physical strength, but now it seems that I underestimated you. I never thought that your physical strength would be so perverted. I'm not as good as you!"

Xiang Zeyu just smiled and didn't say much, long-term training made his physical strength far surpass that of people of the same level, even Tang San couldn't compare with him in terms of physical body alone.

"I can't hold it anymore, come on!"

A clear and moving female voice, like an oriole out of the valley, came to everyone's ears.

Such a sweet voice, only those who have a fairy appearance can have it!Strange, why didn't you notice her just now?Everyone couldn't help but think so.

But imagination is beautiful, but reality is always cruel. When they looked for the sound, their hearts seemed to be broken...

The one who spoke was the only girl who persisted under the coercion. The black-haired girl was not ugly, but she was so ordinary, and the gap between her imagination and the present was so heartbreaking.

Her appearance also reassured the other girls, and at the same time, they felt sorry for it. God gave her a sweet voice, but it didn't make her have an alluring appearance.

The black-haired girl couldn't hold it anymore, black butterfly wings spread out from her back, with golden lines on the butterfly wings, revealing the holiness of darkness between the thin butterfly wings flapping.

Butterfly-like tentacles also appeared on the black-haired girl's forehead, and two yellow century-old soul rings danced up and down on her body.

When the coercion reached level [-], Zhan Xiao released his martial soul, and a pitch-black sword appeared at his waist.When Zhan Xiao's martial soul appeared in the classroom of class one, there was a burst of exclamation.

You still have to think that it's only a small increase to one level. Every time you increase a level, the soul power between each level is very different. (For example: the soul power of a level 96 Title Douluo is 95% stronger than that of a level 20.00 Title Douluo. Naturally, there will not be such a big gap between level 41 and level [-], but it is still equivalent to level [-] The level of the soul master has increased by two levels of soul power.)
"Oh my god, it's actually a weapon spirit!!! Since when does a person with a weapon spirit become so powerful, is he still human?"

"I'm really ignorant. Who told you that the owner of the weapon spirit is not physically strong. Isn't the owner of the first weapon spirit, the Clear Sky Hammer, physically super strong?"

"Damn it, that's the Clear Sky Hammer, his is just a great sword!"

"..."

Zhan Xiao turned a blind eye to their discussion, sat down silently and began to adjust his breath.

When the coercion released by Tan Haobo reaches level 41.

"I can't stand it anymore." After Lu Yu exclaimed, changes began to appear on Lu Yu's body. A layer of strong golden light suddenly burst out from him. There was a crackling sound, the muscles suddenly swelled, and the air around him had become hot and twisted.

The full head of golden hair turned brown and began to grow to the cape, puffing up like a lion's mane.His hands suddenly doubled in size, and golden hair covered the entire palm. With the flick of his ten fingers, dagger-like sharp claws kept popping out and retracting from the palm, and strands of hair could still be seen faintly. Tiny flames danced between the claws.

The martial spirit inherited from Lu Yu's family is the mad lion, but after passing it to him, he has the ability to support a golden flame. The hair that appears behind the martial soul also turns golden, so it is called the golden mad lion.

The same two yellow century-old soul rings appeared on Lu Yu's body.

Lu Yu's martial soul was likely to mutate in the direction of the Golden Lion King. As for how close it was to the Golden Lion King, it was unknown. In terms of strength, Lu Yu showed absolute strength, and he also had the ability to control fire.

Xiang Zeyu was speechless, why did it seem that everyone in their dormitory was mutated by Wuhun.

Xiang Zeyu's whole body was already tense, and the huge pressure made his body start to heat up, his blood felt like it was being ignited, and Xiang Zeyu entered a state of excitement.

Tan Haobo couldn't calm down anymore, isn't this year's little monster too perverted?
Tan Haobo will never tell you that the first time he was under the pressure of his teacher's soul power, he could only last up to level [-].

The coercion was raised to level 42, and the red-haired boy finally couldn't bear the huge pressure, and a trace of blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.White soul power gushed out from the back of his hand, and a three-foot sharp sword appeared in his hand.The most striking thing about the sharp sword is that there is a white snake head on the tip of the sword.Every stripe on the snake's head seems to be natural, and the bright red snake's eyes give people a sense of pressure, which looks like a lifelike work of art.

The red-haired boy shook his hands slightly, and the sword reflected a cold glow on his body. At this moment, people felt a sense of murderous intent. The white snake head seemed to turn into a poisonous snake ready to bite people at any time, which made people fearful.Everyone couldn't help but took a few steps back.

Three soul rings, two yellow and one purple, hovered around the sword, and the red-haired boy turned out to be a soul master with three rings!
The purple soul ring means that this is a thousand-year soul ring. No wonder he is so arrogant and arrogant, threatening to surpass Tan Haobo within ten years. He really has the capital.

The red-haired boy was full of unwillingness and anger when he looked at Xiang Zeyu. I am the number one genius in Chiyue Kingdom, so why would someone be more powerful than me? I am not convinced!
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the red-haired boy.

Feeling the gaze of the red-haired boy, Xiang Zeyu turned his head to look, and the eyes of the two collided in mid-air, and Xiang Zeyu's face immediately crossed.

I wipe!I didn't offend you, why did you look at me with such eyes.

……

Tan Haobo started to go crazy in his heart, what kind of monsters are these, they are already under the pressure of level 43 soul power, how can they still hold on! ! !
Before this, Tan Haobo had paid attention to those little monsters in the class, especially Xiang Zeyu, who was personally named by the teacher.At first, I thought that the teacher took this Xiang Zeyu too seriously. How can I say that red hairs over [-] should be the ones who should be "taken care of". Now it seems that Jiang is still old and hot!

Level 43 semi-spirit power was overwhelming, and Xiang Zeyu felt that his already tense body was about to be torn apart.The Batian Kungfu in his body was spinning like a turbine, the soul power belonging to Batian Kungfu rushed through his meridians, and bursts of pain came from all over his body.

Xiang Zeyu gritted his teeth and endured it, which was almost reaching Xiang Zeyu's limit.

(End of this chapter)