Douluo: Humans are peerless, fake gods.

Chapter 157 The final blow, the real fantasy collapse! [Please subscribe! 】

"Body spirit?"

"This is the body spirit, no wonder he keeps using his fists."

At the same time, some spectators in the imperial city also recognized Wuhun.

"..."

At this time, Meng Hongchen's expression paused, and there was a hint of worry in her beautiful eyes, "Old Ma, isn't it very difficult for Junior Brother Luoheng to win this battle?"

"Ah."

"The battle of Luoheng is difficult."

Ma Lao nodded and sighed lightly.

Hearing this, Xiao Hongchen and the others also understood that the odds of this victory were slim.

The owner of the main body martial soul is already quite powerful at the same level.

But now that Su Luoheng was a big realm lower than him, it was even more difficult to win.

"Luo Heng's performance is already very good."

But on second thought.

It is not easy for Su Luoheng, a soul master, to be able to achieve this step.

Ma Lao turned to look at Lin Xi, and said, "When Luo Heng loses the battle, you will clean up the mess, including their last soul king."

"Yes!"

Lin Xi nodded, eager to try, he couldn't wait to play.

But in the corner of the battle zone, the Snow Emperor who saw this scene frowned slightly.

The opponent's boxing style has an indomitable momentum.

On the other hand, Su Luoheng's sword, although equally sharp, still felt that something was missing.

momentum……

Thinking of this, Xue Di murmured, and suddenly, his eyes narrowed, and he looked at the sword in Su Luoheng's hand, as if he found something unusual!

to the opposite.

Tianhun Royal Soul Engineering Academy breathed a sigh of relief
Let's not talk about whether they can win the next battle, anyway, they won this battle in all likelihood.

"As expected of the mysterious main body martial soul!"

"I heard that Chengfeng's martial soul seems to have awakened once again?"

"It's a pity, he only has the Soul Sect..."

The only remaining member of the Soul King team sighed, and said regretfully, "If it were the Soul King, with him here, we will not give up when we face the Sun Moon Royal Soul Engineering Academy this time."

"Yeah...it's a pity that his age happens to be 16..."

Hearing this, everyone sighed for a moment.

The Soul Fighting Competition is held every five years and is limited to students under the age of 20.

During the five-year gap period, many outstanding students will inevitably be missed. For example, like Chengfeng, they are stuck in two age ranges and cannot participate in the competition at the most suitable age.

……

……

At the same time, the competition in the arena was still going on fiercely.

Bang bang bang! !

click - click -

But in the face of Chengfeng's pressing attack, Su Luoheng retreated steadily, and it became more and more difficult to parry.

Every time there was a shattering sound in a collision, a projection weapon was shattered.It is difficult to resist his own projection weapons, and it is also difficult to parry his attacks.

The weapons were shattered one by one, but Chengfeng's sharpness never weakened.

This point, he really can't change.

In such a battle situation, there is no hope of victory at all.

Su Luoheng has tried even the most powerful Fantasy Honkai.

But only when Chengfeng was injured for the first time, he was prepared for the subsequent explosions, and it was difficult for him to play a role.

No matter how he shot, he just punched him.

At this moment, it can really be said that Su Luoheng has entered a desperate situation, and it is difficult for projection weapons to play a role, and it is even more difficult to show off his proficient sword skills, so his strength is naturally greatly restricted.

If you procrastinate any longer, you will lose, or lose.

Feeling the remaining [-]-[-]% of the soul power in his body, Su Luoheng's eyes flashed with determination!
Now, it is necessary to fight hard once!
If it drags on, I'm afraid the soul power won't even be able to project.

The light blue soul power gathered in the palm of the hand, condensed into a powerful soul guide long sword, exuding the unique fluctuations of a fourth-level soul guide!
This is the highest level soul guide he can project now!
With the projection of this four-level soul guide.

Su Luoheng's limited soul power was almost exhausted.

At the same time, the imprint of the mental image in the mind was injected into the body of the sword.

Seeing this, a sneer appeared on the corner of Chengfeng's mouth, "I said it, the soul guide is useless!"

Immediately, the figure charged forward suddenly, and the four soul rings under his feet lit up at the same time, and the brilliant two-color light all gathered on the fist!

That touch of bronze color, with the infusion of soul power, became more and more obvious!

At this moment, the fist shines brightly.

Obviously, he also wants to decide the outcome with one blow.

"bring it on!"

Su Luoheng snarled, and charged forward with a long sword in his hand.

Bang!
With a muffled sound, the long sword collided with the iron fist again, making an ear-piercing metal trembling sound!

This time, it was a fourth-level soul guide. Although there were countless cracks when it collided, it still didn't break, maintaining the shape of a fourth-level projection soul guide.

Chengfeng also frowned slightly, and his right hand trembled slightly.

Just as he was about to continue charging to attack, Su Luoheng stabbed out the long sword first.

When looking at Chengfeng, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's my turn!"

The third soul skill, True Fantasy Collapse!

Projecting the red light of the fourth-level soul guide sword, at the same time a particularly violent breath suddenly appeared. Before Chengfeng could react, the cracked sword body burst open, and the fourth-level soul guide was detonated by the imprint of the mind, and the terrifying energy exploded instantly!
Boom, boom—

Amidst a loud noise, the flames burst into the sky.

The two figures of Su Luoheng and Chengfeng were all submerged in it.

The four-level soul guide and the fantasy Honkai detonated by the imprint of the mind, the strength of the explosion is equivalent to a full blow from the soul sect.

This is also Su Luoheng's strongest attack now.

In order to prevent missed opportunities due to failure to hit, he deliberately used his body as bait.

In the semi-circular protective cover, smoke and dust were everywhere for a while.

Seeing this, the referee's expression changed slightly, and when he was about to step forward quickly, he felt that there was still a faint breath inside, so he was a little relieved and stopped.

"This... is the power that the soul master can explode?!"

"That blow just now, can you catch up with Soul Sect?"

"Didn't you say that this guy is just an archer?"

"Hey, don't you still think that someone who can defeat a Soul Sect head-on is really just an archer?"

"Hey, it's a bow and a sword, what can this person do?"

"..."

All of a sudden, the audience surrounding the scene chattered a lot.

As an archer, Su Luoheng's current performance shocked all the audience.

You call this guy an archer?
Whose archers are like this?
They had the same idea as Lin Heng before.

Not long after, the billowing smoke and air waves gradually dissipated, and Su Luoheng's figure appeared. With a wave of his hand, a layer of pale golden shield slowly dissipated.

At this time, he leaned on the ground with one hand and half squatted on the ring.

Panting heavily, his face was already pale, his forehead was beaded with sweat, and his body trembled slightly.

At this moment, not only the soul power, but also the physical strength are exhausted.

That sword fantasy collapse just now was so powerful that he put all of himself on it.

Fortunately, the result looks very satisfactory.

Did you win?
This time, I should... win, right?

Su Luoheng thought so, but sometimes, God just doesn't like the beauty of adults.

(End of this chapter)