Douluo: Start with obtaining the Flying Sword Skill

Chapter 82 The Coercion of the Dream God Machine
Luo Jianxin didn't think any more, and walked in front of the three education committee members.

But he couldn't help but think of another thing.

As for the fairy grass, he was really not sure if Tang San would give it to him. To be on the safe side, Luo Jianxin thought it would be better to go in person, and when the time came, he would follow Tang San and let Dugu Bo take him with him.

"Hey, kid, it's not a good habit to be absent-minded." Meng Shenji, who was sitting in the middle, looked at the dazed Luo Jianxin in front of him, and said in a serious tone.

"I'm sorry, I thought of some irrelevant things." Luo Jianxin apologized humbly.

Then he said with a smile: "Okay, the three education committees can start, I'm ready."

The three looked at each other, and decided that Contra, the dream god machine with the strongest soul power, would be Luo Jianxin's examiner.

And just when Mengshenji was about to unleash its coercion, Luo Jianxin crossed his hands in front of his chest, and said with great confidence: "The three education committee members, don't worry about it, just go straight to level [-]."

The extreme of arrogance.

Although Tang San can withstand the coercion of level 33 with a spirit power of level 45, it doesn't mean that a level 45 soul sect can withstand the pressure of a level [-] soul emperor.

After the strength of a soul master reaches a certain level, the strength increases exponentially, which is not comparable to that of the soul king of the soul sect.

And Luo Jianxin also had his own ideas in doing this. In order to get Dugu Bo's attention in the future, he must be more high-profile now, otherwise he is not sure.

The three of them were also amused when they heard Luo Jianxin's words, and Mengshenji was not ambiguous, and the pressure of level [-] directly crushed it.

"Brother, come on!" Little Kikyo cheered Luo Jianxin from behind.

And Luo Jianxin was under the pressure of level [-], his face remained unchanged, he didn't feel any discomfort, he shook his head lightly to express that it was not enough.

"This kid, when did he become so arrogant." Zhao Wuji looked at Luo Jianxin's appearance and scolded with a smile. "I really don't pay attention to other people's seniors, and even shook my head."

"Interesting little guy."

Mengshenji stared at Luo Jianxin's eyes slightly, and the coercion of his soul power began to increase little by little. Until level 55, Luo Jianxin's soul power had not yet been released, and he relied solely on his physical fitness to resist.

After all, it's just coercion, Luo Jianxin can naturally resist it with his body, but if it's an attack, he can't defend it.

"Interesting, did you find it?" Zhi Lin whispered, "He hasn't used his soul power yet? Just now Tang San used his soul power directly when I used it."

"Is he using his body's own strength to resist?"

Bai Baoshan nodded seriously, feeling that this child might shock them a lot.

Dream God Machine was unambiguous when he saw this, and the soul power it exerted directly jumped to level 57.

Only then did Luo Jianxin release his soul power to resist. Level 57 was already ten levels higher than him, so he had to use his soul power.

Seeing that he could hold on, Mengshenji continued to increase his soul power. Every time the soul power increased by one level, the soul power released by Luo Jianxin became more intense.

When Mengshenji raised his soul power to level 62, Luo Jianxin couldn't hold on with just his soul power.

"The pupil of the dragon."

In an instant, Luo Jianxin's left eye turned into a golden dragon pupil, and he used the coercion of the dragon pupil to share a little of the coercion of the Mengshenji.

Seeing this, the three couldn't help but marvel, Luo Jianxin hadn't used his martial soul yet.

Meng Shenji came back to his senses, and after contemplating for a moment, he gritted his teeth, then pointed his fingertips at Luo Jianxin, and the huge pressure of soul power rushed towards Luo Jianxin like a waterfall.

"It's so scary. Brother Luo Jianxin's body is still human. This physical quality." Ma Hongjun looked at the fat on his stomach, then at Luo Jianxin, and said enviously.

The level 67 soul power made Luo Jianxin feel a little breathless, so he had to summon the martial soul, and held the red blood blade in his hand, the inscription on it emitted a golden light.

Seeing Luo Jianxin's appearance, Mengshenji felt as if he was competing with him in his heart, and raised his soul power to level [-] by accident.

The coercion of seventy-level soul power is no joke, even Flender dare not resist without using his martial soul.

Moreover, compared to forty or fifty levels of soul power coercion, the control of seventy level soul power coercion is obviously not perfect and fine.

At this time, the overflowing soul power had already formed a small vortex around Luo Jianxin's body, continuously exerting pressure on Mo Zhu's body.

Everyone couldn't help but twitched in their hearts, staring at Luo Jianxin intently. Flender and the others also became serious, ready to go to rescue Luo Jianxin when he couldn't hold on anymore.

After persisting for a few minutes, Luo Jianxin was already out of breath.

"puff."

Not long after that, blood gushed out from Luo Jianxin's mouth. Luo Jianxin fell to his knees on the ground, covering his mouth with his hand, trying to stop the blood from flowing out, but the blood would not stop. Drops fell to the ground.

Luo Jianxin felt that he was really trying to kill himself, and it would be fine if he just pretended.

Everyone turned pale with shock, Meng Shenji also quickly withdrew the coercion of soul power, with a bit of self-blame on his face, a little bit over the top just now.

"elder brother."

Little Platycodon yelled, and rushed out from behind the crowd, coming to Luo Jianxin's side.

Everyone stepped up and came to Luo Jianxin's side.

"Brother, what's the matter with you? Brother, don't die, don't die." Little Kikyo hugged Luo Jianxin who was kneeling on the ground, and said anxiously, with crystal tears in his eyes.

"Jian Xin, Jian Xin, cheer up." Zhu Zhuqing also said anxiously from the side, for fear that Luo Jianxin would not be able to hold on.

Little Kikyo raised her head and looked at Mengshenji resentfully.

Seeing this, Mengshenji and others hurriedly shouted: "Hurry up, send it to the infirmary, where is the best restorative soul master!"

"Stop, no need." Luo Jianxin shouted after coughing.

Then he stood up from the embrace of the little platycodon, holding the red blood blade in his hand, and then the red blood blade shone slightly, and all the blood on Luo Jianxin's body disappeared bit by bit.

"Sorry, I'm fine now." Luo Jianxin scratched his head and said.

Luo Jianxin's red blood blade absorbed the blood he spit out, forming soul power to feed back to Luo Jianxin, but it only recovered half of the injury.

"Oscar, give me a sausage to mend." Luo Jianxin said to Oscar.

"Brother, are you alright? You vomited so much blood just now." Little Kikyo said worriedly, although she didn't know how Luo Jianxin's blood disappeared, but she saw him vomit blood just now.

"That's right, stop joking, go to the infirmary." Zhu Zhuqing also said worriedly to Luo Jianxin, obviously she didn't believe that Luo Jianxin could recover so quickly.

(End of this chapter)