Douluo's Ultimate Knife

Chapter 87

"I would like to introduce this one solemnly. He is the Supreme Elder Poison Douluo Dugu Bo of our Martial Academy."

The guests who were still talking about the lack of teachers in the martial arts academy are now so shocked that they can't speak. One must know that there are only a handful of advanced soul master academies in the whole continent that have Titled Douluo in charge.

"Next, the Sanfeng competition will officially start. Due to the uneven number of people among the three peaks, the competition will use a random lottery mode. Ten arenas will start the competition at the same time."

"Ring No. [-], the first group of Wufeng Xue Shi vs. Feng Linqing."

"Ring number two, Wu Feng Jarvis vs Wu Feng Lin Jia."

……

Pairs of disciples came on stage, and the spirits and spirit rings lit up frequently.

But this kind of battle between soul masters and soul masters is a bit boring in the eyes of these guests from various cities.They were all chatting about Dugu Bo with Huafeng, thinking about looking for opportunities to get closer to Title Douluo.

Since the ten arenas were going on at the same time, the progress of the competition was quite fast, and the top ten competition began just after noon.

The top ten competition was transferred to the big arena in the center. At this time, the remaining disciple Wu Feng occupied the fifth place, Zhan Feng had two disciples advance, and only Qin Jian in the Qi Pavilion team advanced, and the other two were standing on Song Que's side. The negative knife man on the side.

Under Dono's summons, Qin Jian slowly stepped onto the ring, his opponent was a seventeenth-level soul master from Wufeng.

At the beginning of the battle, disciple Wufeng summoned his lone wolf martial spirit, and a white spirit ring rose from his body.

"The first soul skill, Steel Claw."

The fingertips of Wufeng disciple's fingertips glowed like metal under the effect of the soul skill, and there was a sound of metal colliding when they grasped and grasped it.

The body bowed like a beast that wanted to prey, Wu Feng's disciple jumped up and grabbed Qin Jian with a pair of steel claws.

Qin Jian, who practiced facing the dragon's head every day, has long since developed a character that is not chaotic in times of danger, and quickly stabs out with the floating willow sword in his hand.

when.

The tip of the sword pierced the heart of the steel claw precisely. Although Qin Jian's swordsmanship is the way of a fast sword, his strength is definitely not inferior to a strong attacking soul master of the same level under the tempering of the knife.

Wu Feng's disciples couldn't advance at all under the obstruction of the Piaoliu sword.

"The first soul skill, Yufeng."

Qin Jian quickly retracted his sword, and then used his soul skill to stab out three sword lights in an instant, and the sword light crossed the Wufeng disciple who hadn't landed yet.

Three shallow sword marks appeared on his arms and face, and a few drops of blood oozed from the wound.

Before Wufeng disciple could counterattack, the slender sword had already rested on his shoulder.

"Dao Feng Qin Jian advanced."

The second round was another civil war between Wu Feng, and in the end a plant-type soul master won.

"The next game is Dao Peak Qin Dao vs. Feng Odin."

As soon as Qin Dao was about to get off the high platform, Song Que stopped him, "Three tricks."

Qin Dao understood that Song Que meant to let him win with three moves, so he nodded heavily.

Qin Dao, who was dressed in a purple robe and carried a huge stone knife on his back, instantly attracted everyone's attention.

After Qin Dao came on stage, a man like an iron tower also stepped onto the ring, his swollen muscles did not look like a child at all.

Odin held a round hammer with a big head in his hand and pointed at Qin Dao.

"Why do you not have to participate in the screening to advance directly? You coward."

"Because I'm stronger than you, shoot."

Odin held the round hammer and rushed towards Qin Dao like a bull, and then the round hammer smashed down with a sound of piercing the air.

Qin Dao laid the stone knife in front of him unhurriedly, and wrapped the stone knife with his soul power to prevent it from being damaged.

boom.

Odin's round hammer smashed the stone slab under Qin Dao's feet and broke, but Qin Dao's body did not shake at all.

"Just this little strength? Take my knife."

Qin Dao raised the stone knife over his head and slashed down heavily. Odin was directly knocked away by this brutal force and fell out of the ring.

"Dao Feng Qin Dao wins."

Qin Dao did not end after Duo Nuo declared victory, but said to the high platform with his fists clasped.

"Qin Dao, who is in charge of the sword in the Modaotang, asks to guard the ring."

Now the disciples of the various peaks are frying, and there are endless low-key discussions.

"What is a knife bearer?"

"I haven't heard of it either."

"I've heard from one of my partners in the Qi Pavilion that the sword-bearers of Dao Peak are equivalent to the personal disciples of the master of the peak, and the selection is quite strict."

"Quiet." Dono said, then turned to look at Song Que.

"Yes, but you have to deal with everyone else at the same time, including your younger brother Qin Jian."

Song Que said indifferently, this Qin Dao has the shadow of him back then, and the appearance of the long sword showing its sharpness is very similar to Song Que in the past.

With Song Que's consent, the other six jumped directly onto the stage, except for Qin Jian and Luo Qiancheng, the disciples of the other peaks had anger in their eyes.

Qin Dao's move obviously looked down on them.

Qin Dao threw the stone knife aside, and the heavy stone knife shook the ring slightly.

The serial knife Wuhun appeared in Qin Dao's hands, and he touched the killing knife intent, with a few blurred blood marks on the Wuhun.

A murderous aura rushed out of Qin Dao's body, and the little plant-type soul master girl on the opposite side actually showed a bit of fear in her eyes.

"kill!"

Qin Dao rushed out amidst the roar, and his target was the plant girl.

The girl in fear looked at the blade that was getting closer and closer without resistance.

Suddenly, a silver-white light knocked the serial knife off track.

The silvery-white light returned to Luo Qiancheng, revealing a crescent-like moon blade behind Luo Qiancheng.

"The first soul skill, Moon Dance."

The moon blade flew out after spinning around Luo Qiancheng twice.

With Luo Qiancheng's stop, the plant girl also recovered a little bit, and used her soul skills to support Luo Qiancheng.

"The first soul skill entanglement."

Vines crawled out from under Qin Dao's feet to wrap around Qin Dao, and Luo Qiancheng followed the flying moon blade to Qin Dao's body.

The disciples from other peaks all used their soul skills to attack Qin Dao.

"The first soul skill, sharp."

There was a cold glow on the serial knife, and the vines in front of him were chopped off with a single sweep.

Qin Dao turned back and slashed at Luo Qiancheng who was attacking from behind him.

The chain knife collided with the moon blade, and Luo Qiancheng, who had just been promoted to a soul master, only felt a huge force coming from the moon blade, and she almost dropped the moon blade to the ground with numbness in her tiger's mouth.

Qin Dao rushed into the middle of the disciples from various peaks and swung his sabers openly and closed. These disciples had to retreat again and again.

After all, the soul master's soul power was too little, and after only a few soul skills, he couldn't even maintain his martial soul, but there were only a few not-so-deep wounds on Qin Dao's body.

Everyone's martial spirits began to blur, and Qin Dao took the opportunity to kick the girl who had been interfering with his performance off the ring.

Turning around, he slapped Qin Jian who was stabbing towards him away with the wide blade of the serial knife.

The competition up to this point is no longer a competition of soul power, but a duel of body and will.

After several people were eliminated one after another, only Zhan Feng's disciple who focused on Qi and blood cultivation remained on the opposite side of Qin Dao.

"You are really strong. My name is Wang Wei. I hope we can become friends after the game."

Wang Wei solemnly said to Qin Dao with a standard spear in his hand.

Qin Dao didn't say a word, turned around, went to the stone knife and pulled it up. If he didn't need Wuhun, Qin Dao was worried that he couldn't deal with the man in front of him with his bare hands.

(End of this chapter)