Douluo white paper fan

Chapter 124 The White Paper Fan Little Scholar Zifeng
Shining stage.

An overwhelming army of skeletons.

The owner of a beast spirit who has no resistance.

At this moment, there is only one person standing on the ring, and it is Zifeng.

And Gao Daxu, who was clamoring to give Zifeng a lesson, had already been hacked off the ring by the skull.

suet white jade fan,
Purple hair moon white robe.

Under the brilliant light, although Zifeng's movement of waving her fan was slight, that exaggerated soul skill formed a sharp contrast with this small movement.

The hosts are excited.

"I didn't expect Zifeng, the soul master who entered the fighting spirit field for the first time, to bring us such a wonderful match. Let's cheer for the winner!"

The audience present immediately cheered and shouted loudly to welcome the new powerful Battle Soul Venerable in the Soul Arena.

Zifeng held a folding fan in her right hand, slightly raised the front curtain of her robe with her left hand, and then nodded slightly to all the audience present.

This can be regarded as respect for the audience and opponents.

Then, under the guidance of the lights, he slowly walked down the ring, walked through the corridor, and disappeared from the audience's sight.

"Such a young child has such great strength, the future is promising!"

"Can it be expected? It's scary, right? The first soul skill is ridiculously strong!"

"The key is the steady state of mind. I won't even have any joyful expression, so I walked on calmly! If I win, at least I have to jump on the spot and celebrate!"

"Expressionless, cold like a killer, dressed backwards like a bard!"

"It's more like a little scholar! My sister loves it!"

"That's right, the stern little scholar, my sister really shouldn't like it too much!"

"I don't know when he will compete next time, I suddenly look forward to it!"

···
Soon, Zifeng attracted a large number of sister fans and mother fans.

However, Zifeng didn't know this, the first thing he did when he came down was to quickly collect the gold soul coins, and then rushed to participate in the next soul fighting competition.

"what!"

"Can you only participate in one game a day!"

Zifeng froze in place, her face full of astonishment.

"That's right, Master Hunzun, you can only participate in the same type of soul fighting competition once a day, you can form a team to participate in two-on-two, and team battles!"

The staff explained carefully.

"I***"

Zifeng couldn't help exhaling, his teammates, at the moment, he arranged all kinds of training.

O(︶︿︶)o Oh!
Zifeng silently left the fighting spirit field, it seems that she can only come back tomorrow.

The next day, Zifeng came, a soul skill, another victory.

On the third day, Zifeng took away the opponent again with a soul skill.

On the fourth day, Zifeng had already won a resounding title——Death-killing White Paper Fan.

On the fifth day, just as Zifeng stood on the ring, the host's voice suddenly rose.

"Today, can anyone get rid of the fate of being taken away by a soul skill of our little scholar? I believe that you are looking forward to it as much as I am! Now, let us..."

The host's words were not over yet, Zifeng's first soul skill had been released, and the enemy facing Zifeng had already been chopped off the ring.

"Forehead···"

The host was stunned for a second.

"How could he be the enemy of our little scholar, his record is so poor!"

"That's right, can't the Soul Arena give our little scholar a formidable opponent, let us see my dear little scholar's second soul skill!?"

"Maybe it's because our little scholar is a newcomer. In a few days, there will definitely be a strong player on the stage!"

"Little scholar" has become the pet name for Zifeng's mother fans and sister fans.

"It's normal, Iron Fighting Soul Medal, this rank, there is no strong opponent at all!"

"That's right, this kid's soul skills are just a bit stronger, let's talk about it in the copper soul fighting!"

"They're all scrap iron grade, they're just pecking at each other!"

Of course, there are also some people who are not optimistic about Zifeng.

Only then did the host slowly say:

"Five consecutive victories, our soul master Zifeng has ushered in five consecutive victories. He has not yet experienced a defeat. Moreover, he has never used only one soul skill to end an opponent. Could it be that no one is worthy of ours? Did the little scholar use his second soul skill?
Let us wait and see tomorrow's game! "

In fact, before the match between Zifeng and his opponent started, Zifeng already knew the result.

From the opponent's figure, pace, and body muscle condition, he can judge the enemy's combat effectiveness.

It is said that after winning five games in a row, the enemy's strength will become stronger. After all, after winning five games in a row, the points will increase five times, and if winning ten games in a row, the chances of points will increase tenfold.

The Soul Arena doesn't want this to happen.

Tiandou Royal Academy
Zifeng quickly returned to the academy, because unexpectedly, some sister fans blatantly blocked the entrance of the fighting spirit field, wanting to get in touch with Zifeng at close range.

Looking at the excited expressions, he was very worried that he would be eaten directly, so it shouldn't be too scary.

At this moment, in his dormitory, Xiang Yan has already appeared here.

It seems that Xiang Yan has been staying there for a long time, because Xiang Yan has fallen into deep meditation, and Zifeng came in, but Xiang Yan didn't even notice.

Has this kid finally obtained his third soul ring? ?

It took five full days to go hunting in the forest.

However, looking at Xiang Yan's body, Zifeng's skin seemed to be more lustrous and ruddy than before, and the strength of breathing was also sufficient.

It seems that the third soul ring's baptism and promotion to Xiang Yan is quite big.

Just as Zi Feng slowly approached Xiang Yan's face, wanting to observe him further, Xiang Yan suddenly opened his eyes.

Time seemed to stand still.

In an instant, their eyes met.

No one spoke, and each other could feel the heavy breath.

Zifeng looked at Xiang Yan's forehead, and found a lightning-like scar. The scar was light brown. It turned out that Xiang Yan's facial skin was a healthy wheat color, so the scar was not obvious, but now, Xiang Yan Yan's skin is fair and rosy, and the scars are obvious.

This scar is a bit handsome!
Zifeng suddenly thought of Xiang Yan after turning into a werewolf, and the scar seemed to be as white as the cold moon, accompanied by electric lines, making him even more handsome.

"you--"

Zifeng stared at Xiang Yan, and spoke first, but paused for a moment, not knowing how to speak.

Xiang Yan's expression suddenly became tense, as if some secret of hers had been discovered.

Originally sitting cross-legged on Zifeng's bed, he quickly took three steps behind him, away from Zifeng.

"What's wrong with me!"

Then Xiang Yan folded her arms in front of her chest, and asked Zifeng with a nervous look.

Zifeng has never seen Xiang Yan like this before, she doesn't have the usual aloofness and arrogance at all, so she looks like a child.

"You, the scar on your forehead is so handsome, can you tell me how you got here!"

Zi Feng asked directly.

call--

Xiang Yan took a deep breath, her whole body relaxed like a deflated ball.

The tense expression on his face quickly began to fade, and then he gave Zifeng a supercilious look.Soon, the cold expression took over his face again.

"Natural, do you want it, I'll give you a tattoo!"

Xiang Yan's cold voice came, and even his body was wrapped in soul power, and then hissing lightning flashed from his fingers.

Uh ~
Zifeng shivered, he didn't want to be disfigured.

Looking at Xiang Yan's angry eyes, he felt that he hadn't offended this kid, and what was wrong with this kid.

"Let's go, you have obtained the third spirit ring, let's gather together, we can play with the current Emperor Fighter Team!"

With that said, Zifeng turned and left directly.

(End of this chapter)