Starting from Douluo, the demon sword

Chapter 81 Young Genius 【Favorites】

For a while, the sound on the field became much quieter.

"Tch, it's the same look every time, people who don't know think he's so powerful!" a teenager muttered.

"That's right, every time I thought he was going to counterattack, I didn't expect him to be just a useless piece of trash!"

"Hmph, he's just an outsider. His father entered the city lord's mansion and killed the elder's daughter in the mouth of the soul beast..."

Yan Qingshan raised his right hand to signal everyone to stop, and then said disdainfully, "If you're not a coward, you might as well go fight with me in the arena right now!"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the audience changed, and immediately after that, countless mocking eyes pierced Mo Shaoyan, waiting to see his jokes.

"This kid named Mo Shaoyan has a very good heart. If he can cultivate his soul power, with this state of mind, it's only a matter of time before he wants to get ahead!" The leader of Wuhundian took a sip of tea and said road.

"Unfortunately, waste is waste. No matter how good your heart is, if you can't cultivate your soul power, you're just a waste!" The third elder laughed directly, without any scruples about the elder sitting beside him.

As far as Wushen is concerned, his eyes are slightly closed, as if everything on the field has nothing to do with him.

"Okay!" Mo Shaoyan said lightly, crisply, but it made everyone's eyes widen.

Immediately afterwards, ear-piercing laughter broke out on the field.

"Haha... did you hear this guy's answer?"

"I'm dying of laughter, who does this trash think he is, hahaha..."

Everyone laughed and leaned forward, as if they heard the most ridiculous joke.

The elders in the stands also frowned slightly. You must know that Yan Qingshan is a battle soul master now. The difference in soul power close to the twentieth level is enough to kill Mo Shaoyan in one blow, but he didn't stop him immediately.

Yan Qingshan put his hands behind his back, a cold light appeared in his eyes, and he said sadly: "Okay, please!"

With a slight effort under his feet, a white robe fell lightly on the ring, the sun was shining, his black hair danced lightly, and he was born like a banished fairy. Compared with him, Mo Shaoyan was extremely shabby, dressed in black. It's sewing and mending, and it's going directly from the steps to the ring...

"Haha, this kid can't jump, he lost just because of his momentum!"

"Hey, there is a difference of more than twenty levels, it is impossible to win!"

Everyone in the audience shook their heads, knowing the outcome of this battle well.

Looking at the stage again, Yan Qingshan was the first to launch a fierce offensive against Mo Shaoyan.

bang bang bang! ! !
Yan Qingshan came up to Mo Shaoyan in a dodge, mobilized his soul power, and danced his fists, one punch after another, one move faster than the other, like a tide that flowed continuously and turbulently.

Fist blowing like wind, as fast as thunder, this is not an ordinary attack, every attack of the pair of fists condensed with soul power implies terrifying power.

Mo Shaoyan swayed left and right under the stormy attack, but he didn't have the slightest ability to fight back. With a bang, his palm directly collided with Yan Qingshan's fist.

"Hmph! Are you just hiding? Fight back!" Yan Qingshan's eyes were fierce, he snorted in disdain, and provocatively said.

"Hehe, as you wish!" Amid the unbelievable eyes of everyone, Mo Shaoyan suddenly stopped in his tracks, and without retreating or evading, he faced Yan Qingshan's thunderous attack directly.

"Hmph, the second soul skill, Thunder Palm!" Seeing this, Yan Qingshan didn't hold back his hands at all, behind him a giant thunder bear roared upwards, and the thunder in his palm was entangled like little snakes circling, buzzing With a loud noise, it directly blasted at Mo Shaoyan's face.

At this moment, the expressions of everyone in the audience changed, because people could feel that the strength of Yan Qingshan's punch was absolutely extraordinary, and there was also a deep sense of pity in the eyes that looked at Mo Shaoyan.

And the people who were tired of Mo Shaoyan were even more ecstatic, with fierce and hopeful eyes in their eyes, wishing that Qingshan's punch would beat Mo Shaoyan, a trash, to death.

"drink!"

The next moment, Mo Shaoyan let out a loud shout, and a vast and majestic aura erupted from his body, and a dark black ball appeared in his palm. Through the ball, it seemed as if he could see the inside The black tornado that keeps spiraling up.

"Second Soul Skill, Dark Tornado!"

"What! The second soul skill?" Yan Qingshan was horrified, but it was the soul power surging forward and blasting forward crazily.

boom! ! !
The two fists faced each other, and there was a crackling sound, followed by the sound of a broken hand bone.

"Ahhh! My hand!" Yan Qingshan screamed, hugged his right arm, and rolled directly to the stage, howled in pain, looking at Chen Che with horror.

Two yellow soul rings rose slowly from under Mo Shaoyan's feet, and the yellow light was extremely dazzling.

"Second Ring Great Soul Master! Century Soul Ring!" At this moment, everyone on and off the court exclaimed.

As for Mo Shaoyan's grandfather Yan Wushen, his eyes opened suddenly at this time, and the light burst out directly, but there was no surprise at all, only slowly letting go.

"How could this be? Isn't Mo Shaoyan a waste who can't even cultivate his soul power? How could he be the strength of a great soul master!"

"And his first two spirit rings are both at the hundred-year level!" Shocked voices resounded in the crowd, and at the same time, countless people lost their eyesight and muttered to themselves, full of disbelief.On the contrary, another disciple who was planning to fight Mo Shaoyan had a happy expression on his face.

Not only the disciples of the City Lord's Mansion sighed, but the entire Elder's Stage exclaimed, shocked by Mo Shaoyan's strength.

It is not uncommon for a 12-year-old soul master to appear in the City Lord's Mansion, but you must know that Mo Shaoyan's soul power at this time is level 21!What a rare talent to have crossed nearly [-] levels in just a few years, not to mention that he was able to leapfrog the level to defeat the enemy!In a sense, Mo Shaoyan's strength was even more shocking than the dead Yan Juechen.

"Genius, a real genius, it's unbelievable that such a genius is hidden in the City Lord's Mansion."

Everyone in the Wuhun Hall was muttering to themselves, their faces full of horror, and the head elder glanced aside as if he knew everything before saying nonchalantly: "It seems that the grandson of the elder is not only the rubbish in the rumors, but also better than the old man who is born in blue." Lan is a super genius, and his future achievements will definitely not be limited to this little Barak Kingdom."

After hearing his evaluation, the other elders also had a flash of surprise in their eyes. You must know that this evaluation is not unreasonable, and this Wuhun Temple is obviously very optimistic about Mo Shaoyan!

boom!
The third elder sat back on the chair limply, his whole body had changed from being high-spirited just now to being distraught, everything seemed like a nightmare. "Elder..." A terrified voice sounded, and he slowly came back to his senses, "Young Master Qingshan, he is useless!"

(End of this chapter)