Spiritual resurrection: Flirting with the best female ghost at the beginning

Chapter 161

The two of them were so busy that they had to face each other.

"Xiao Mo, can you do it?" Lin Que looked playful, stretched out his right thumb and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

Mo Jun took a deep breath.

He knew that he couldn't compare Lin Que, a pervert, with other teenagers.

"The battle has just begun!"

Lin Que's eyes condensed.

Feeling the soul power flowing around Mo Jun, it has reached level 40.

Not daring to laugh anymore, Lin Que released all the soul power of level 21 in his body, vigilantly observing Mo Jun's every move.

"Third soul skill, Explosive Ice Fist!"

"First soul skill, Soul Breaking!"

Lin Que and Mo Jun both released their soul skills.

The two soul skills and fist marks collided with each other, melting the snowflakes around.

Crack!

Lin Que's condensed blue-red fist mark showed a few spider-web-like cracks and collapsed instantly.

Puff!

After the ice fist broke the soul skills, it rushed straight to Lin Que and punched Lin Que in the stomach.

His throat felt sweet, and he spurted out a mouthful of hot blood, splashing on the snow.

"Are you okay?"

Mo Jun was startled and hurried forward to check Lin Que's injuries.

"Immortal Demon Body!"

"Vajra Eight Styles!"

Just when Mo Jun was about to approach Lin Que, Lin Que suddenly burst out with an amazing soul power.

Sneak attack!

"Fourth soul skill, blizzard!"

Sensing the danger, Mo Jun's body subconsciously tensed up, and his soul power was not reserved, and it poured out directly, turning into a raging snowstorm, raging towards Lin Que.

Bang!

Lin Que was hit by the wind and snow against the sycamore tree, and a pile of snow fell on Lin Que's head.

Too careless!

You lose more than you gain.

Fortunately, Lin Que felt that the blood and qi in his body had reached a peak.

With a thought.

His skin turned silver.

Mo Jun frowned. How could his skin change color after such a fight?

"Keep going!"

After saying that, Lin Que jumped up and fought with Mo Jun.

"So strong!"

Mo Qingcheng stood in the dark, shocked.

After Lin Que's skin turned silver, his fighting power soared several levels, and his strength was almost equal to Mo Jun.

Moreover, every time Lin Que attacked, his fierce moves always made Mo Jun, the instructor, unable to resist and retreat again and again.

Whenever Mo Jun wanted to use his soul skills, Lin Que would interrupt him with close combat.

In fact, Mo Jun was also very frustrated.

It is almost impossible to defeat Lin Que in hand-to-hand combat without being able to use his soul skills.

This guy is simply a monster.

His terrifying fighting experience does not have any flaws or loopholes at all. If his soul power was not more than 20 levels higher than Lin Que, he would have been defeated long ago.

The weirdest thing is that whenever he makes a desperate move.

Lin Que can always find a flaw, remove his strength, use his strength to fight back, and use his strength to hit him.

He has no martial ethics!

"Fourth soul skill, Blizzard Tide!"

Finally, Mo Jun found a gap and directly burst out with his strongest move.

However.

There was a ripple in the space in front of Lin Que, and he disappeared from the spot, and his soul skill was in vain.

"That's it?"

Lin Que appeared behind Mo Jun with a look of disdain.

Space-based soul skills!

Mo Jun's face turned black, and he simply couldn't fight this fight.

He was a level 47 spirit master, but he couldn't even deal with a level 21 hairy boy.

It's embarrassing!

No more fighting!

"Xiao Mo, come on, let's continue." Lin Que hooked his finger at Mo Jun and said.

What the hell!

Mo Jun ignored Lin Que, patted the snow on his body, and was about to leave.

Damn, I haven't been beaten enough.

Don't even think about running away!

"Don't run, keep fighting!" Lin Que moved to Mo Jun's side in the void, grabbed Mo Jun's arm and said.

Seeing that his physical body had just broken through the silver level, he couldn't just let him go.

"Get lost!"

Mo Jun exuded a monstrous soul power, directly knocking Lin Que flying and crashing into the sycamore tree, spitting blood.

That's the feeling.

So great!

So cool!

"Lin Que!"

Mo Qingcheng saw Lin Que spitting blood and his breath was weak, and she was anxious. She hurriedly walked out of the dark and stepped forward to support Lin Que.

"Are you okay?"

Lin Que was hugged by Mo Qingcheng, and his whole body trembled.

What a nice smell!

So soft!

"I feel dizzy and uncomfortable all over, cough cough!"

Lin Que spat out another mouthful of blood, and fell into Mo Qingcheng's arms, which made it even more fragrant.

Is this the legend.

Drunk on the lap of a beauty, awake and in power?

So comfortable.

Should I pretend to be dizzy and let Mo Qingcheng

Can someone come to give me artificial respiration?

"Ah, Lin Que, you are bleeding."