Swallowing the Emperor

Chapter 226 Xu Jing's Reliance

If he was defeated by other powerful martial arts, Wang Yuan would still be able to accept it, but he clearly felt that Mo Lin was using the same moves as not long ago, even a little less powerful!
"It's devouring again!"

The two uncontrolled voluntary devouring of the Yin-Yang martial soul made Mo Lin vaguely guess what it was. It seemed that whenever his body was wrapped in the energy of the martial soul, the Yin-Yang martial soul would wake up. It felt like lying on a mat in hot summer The child who was sleeping soundly on the bed was suddenly covered with a layer of quilt, and it would naturally repel it. However, unlike kicking the quilt, the Yin-Yang Wuhun chose to destroy it directly!

The competition was not over yet, and Mo Lin didn't have time to calm down to ponder the mutation of the Yin-Yang martial soul, but this was undoubtedly a huge surprise.

"Wang Yuan, do you still want to fight?"

Wang Yuan's chest was cut with more than a dozen incisions by the saber energy, but they were all skin traumas and would not affect the ensuing battle.

"I surrender."

Martial arts geniuses have an instinct for danger. Although Wang Yuan wanted to swallow Mo Lin alive, he knew that he was not Mo Lin's opponent at all. The knife he killed Shangguan without regret, Wang Yuan witnessed, was more powerful than the one just now. That knife is several times stronger, and if you continue to fight, you will only bring yourself humiliation.

A series of victories made Mo Lin a sensation in the entire academy, and only the last two were left in the ten competitions. Mo Lin's eyes fell on Xu Jing again.

Xu Jing stepped onto the stage consciously without calling her by her first name.

The battle started very quickly, and after the real fight, Mo Lin discovered that Xu Jing had already been promoted to a sixth-level martial artist!
Xu Jing, who possesses the Thunder Eagle martial soul, is extremely agile, and his speed is faster than Mo Lin's. His moves are also tricky, and his moves are sophisticated. Relying on his light identity, he fought with Mo Lin. The two sides fought for more than 100 rounds without any score. Win or lose.

Mo Lin's moves were calm and orderly, and he exchanged moves with Xu Jing. The raging soul element smashed the arena to be riddled with holes. With the fierce collision between the two, stones and debris continued to fly into the air, and the huge arena will be destroyed by them.

The people around were all staring intently, afraid of missing any wonderful scene, they all held their breath and stared at the two fiercely fighting people on the ring.

Suddenly, Xu Jing let out a loud roar, and the ear-piercing sound waves, like a turbulent wave, swept over the sky and covered the earth, the surrounding wind howled, and his body soared into the sky, a huge thunder eagle phantom appeared above his head, and a ghost appeared under his feet. A huge eagle claw.

"Eagle Step!"

The galloping soul element surged out like a flood, and Xu Jing's body was entwined with thunderbolts, like falling meteors, smashing towards Mo Lin.

This is Xu Jing's martial soul skill. Mo Lin had experienced it once before. When he saw the sharp claws that were caught like steel hooks, Mo Lin didn't use his palm like last time, but soared into the sky. A piece of sword light slashed out.

"Shock to the sky!"

The same move, violent and powerful, although not fancy, but amazingly powerful, making people unable to dodge, Wang Yuan was defeated by this move.

click!
The two collided violently together, and a dull and shocking noise erupted, causing the surrounding space to become distorted.

Mo Lin fell heavily to the ground, and the stone slab under his feet shattered, leaving more than a dozen spider web-like cracks. Xu Jing was also thrown into the air. The color of pain.

With the advantage of condescending, although Xu Jing was injured, there was no loneliness and anger in his eyes, but a hint of playfulness.

"Lin Mo, I admit that you are very strong, but you can't fly after all. No matter how fierce your attack is, as long as I'm in the air and don't fall back to the ground, you can't defeat me, and you will only become my opponent." A live target."

While speaking, Xu Jing in mid-air had an extra giant black hand crossbow in his hand, aiming at Mo Lin on the ground.

"mean!"

"It's shameless!"

Some people in the crowd cursed, feeling ashamed of Xu Jing's actions, and felt that this kid was too despicable to use such shameless means to deal with Mo Lin.

But others disagree.

"The arena battle is to test Wu Xiu's talent and martial spirit, but also to test Wu Xiu's wisdom and adaptability. Xu Jing can use his own martial spirit advantage, this is the real genius."

"That's right. Although the crossbow is a military crossbow, the material used for forging is ordinary cold iron, and there is no blessing of the rune array. It is completely within the allowed range of the ring battle rules, and it is not against the rules. It seems that Lin Mo is going to be unlucky."

"Thunder Eagle spreads its wings and crossbows, General Xu, your younger brother is indeed wise and brave."

His son was defeated, Wang Yuan's father Wang Donghu, who pinned his hope of defeating Mo Lin on Xu Jing, glanced at Xu Tian and praised.

Xu Tian smiled faintly: "In the army, there is a saying that the king wins and loses the enemy. Xu Jing is familiar with the art of war and can apply it flexibly. This is what my father admires most about him. All the dignitaries in the imperial city have blood Martial Souls. Apart from the Song family, the only ones who can maximize the power of the martial soul are the former Ye family. My Xu family cannot compare with other families in terms of martial soul, so I can only work hard on strategy. There are three thousand cold iron crossbow arrows, I hope Lin Mo can withstand them."

Wang Donghu's face changed slightly, and he didn't know what it was like. His Wang family's Skyfire Martial Soul was one of the rare bloodline Martial Souls, but it was still defeated by Mo Lin.

"Brother, do you think brother Lin Mo can win?"

Chen Ke'er looked at the stage worriedly, and asked Chen Xueyi.

Chen Xueyi said: "Flying spirits are high-level spirits. If Xu Jing keeps floating in the air and does not fall back to the ground, Mo Lin can only be beaten passively. There are only two ways to win. One is to wait for his crossbow bolts to run out." , but who knows how many crossbow arrows Xu Jing has on his body? The second is to wait for his soul yuan to be exhausted. After all, maintaining the flying state requires consumption of soul yuan, but this is more difficult, because if it is only used for flying instead of using martial soul In terms of combat skills, with Xu Jing's strong soul essence, it can last at least half a day."

Chen Ke'er was in despair. Her cousin Chen Xueyi was very knowledgeable and one of the seven talents in Hongdu City. His eyesight and insight were comparable to others, and his judgments were rarely wrong.

"This is how to do?"

Little Lolita was secretly worried, the flying martial spirit was the most difficult to deal with, especially this kind of arena battle, once the opponent was given a chance to fly, they were almost invincible.

"Xu Jing lost."

Just when Chen Ke'er was frowning anxiously, Fang Qiansheng suddenly sighed softly, and there was a trace of pity in Xu Jing's eyes.

"Brother Qiansheng, what did you say?" Chen Ke'er turned her head hastily, "You mean, Brother Lin Mo still has a chance to win?"

The head of the Fang family, Fang Hongtu, also turned his head to look at his precious grandson. He knew that his grandson was always cautious in his words and deeds, and would never say unsure big words out of nothing, so he couldn't help being a little puzzled.

(End of this chapter)