Douluo space fighting god

"Are you two ready?"

With the two players nodding.

Game start

Feng Ce directly activated his soul power, a powerful soul power rushed out, and the surrounding air suddenly became restless.

A gust of wind rose invisible on the Soul Fighting Stage and gradually reverberated.

Audiences who were close enough could feel the breeze blowing against their faces, but the wind was unexpectedly gentle and made people feel very comfortable.

There is no doubt that this silver-haired young man’s martial spirit is definitely wind, but why can’t he see the physical form?

The audience in the audience couldn't help but whisper among themselves. Some people said that this was just coercion and not martial spirit. The real martial spirit was not unleashed.

Some people said that this was the wind, but they could not tell the specific reason, because they did not expect that this was the extremely rare ultimate wind martial spirit.

Shinya faced such a situation without fear, just because he had a belief in his heart

Only by defeating all enemies can you be qualified to protect the goddess you secretly love.

Shinya roared: "Beast Martial Soul: Pegasus Body Protection."

As soon as he stepped on it, a burst of white soul power suddenly erupted, and two yellow soul rings also rose suddenly.

The audience in the audience was shocked. Combined with the stainless steel suit that covered his body, he looked like an unyielding ancient warrior.

Shinya frowned, his eyes full of fear, and he was ready to use his strongest blow to defeat the silver-haired boy in front of him.

Silver hair is the hair color that she has dreamed of, and if it matches her suit, it will be perfect.

But the young man in front of him actually had it, which made him jealous.

But it doesn't matter. Hair color doesn't determine everything. Even with brown hair, you can defeat all enemies.

His voice was cold, with a hint of majesty.

"Welcome the Judgment: Pegasus Meteor Fist"

Under his stainless steel battle suit, it was as if he was hiding an unbridled and fierce horse, hiding endless power. As soon as he finished speaking, he took action.

While galloping into the wind, a proud smile appeared on Xinshu's lips.

"Hmph, I want to be a Pegasus Douluo man."

Pegasus Meteor Fist, this is his second soul skill. Once it is released, it will declare that the outcome of this game is decided.

The audience was extremely shocked. How could such a powerful force make that handsome young man survive? They couldn't help but mourn for a few seconds of silence for the silver-haired young man.

"Gorgeous."

Feng Ce glanced at it with disgust, but what happened next made everyone present stunned and shocked.

The moment Shinya approached Fengce, a powerful gust of wind suddenly swept out from around Fengce. The gust of wind was whistling in his hand, roaring with thunder.

He shot so quickly that almost everyone present didn't see how he made the move.

"bang"

I see.

The young man in the stainless steel suit was slapped off the Soul Fighting Platform and fell directly into the auditorium nearly twenty meters away. Fortunately, there was no one in that direction.

"Boom"

He stuck his head on the seat, and the stainless steel suit on his body jingled.

Suddenly, the place was extremely silent, everyone was stunned.

Under the attention of everyone, Shinya's eyes flashed, he hesitated for a moment, adjusted to a comfortable position, then closed his eyes and pretended to faint.

Because this is a gaming field and one cannot be ruthless, Feng Ce uses the simplest way to end the game.

Feng Ce became more and more proficient in controlling the Ultimate Wind Martial Soul. The moment he struck it with his palm, Feng Ce retracted the electromagnetic effect of Yu Lei and converted more of the attack power into residual power, directly knocking the opponent away.

The person who originally thought that Feng Ce was going to suffer was suddenly slapped in the face. Why did this boy in battle clothes see no use in him?

There was silence for nearly half a minute. At this time, the host finally reacted and quickly ran to call the medical team of the fighting spirit field.

Shinya was lying on the ground. Many people thought he had fainted and even thought he was dead. In fact, apart from feeling severe pain in his muscles, his consciousness was absolutely fine.

Feng Ce did not cross the line. If Feng Ce used all his strength, this new arrow would directly turn Xu Si into a coma.

More and more people were watching Shinya, and many people began to accuse Feng Ce, saying that Feng Ce was too harsh.

Ning Rongrong and Zhu Zhuqing also rushed to Feng Ce's side.

"Feng Ce, this" Ning Rongrong pointed at the crowd watching Xinya.

"He's fine. He's probably just faking it, or he fainted from shock." Feng Ce judged calmly.

Feng Ce and the other three found a place to sit and watch the show first. If something like this happened, Feng Ce couldn't leave directly now. He had to wait for the medical staff of the Fighting Spirit Arena to make a decision after inspection.

After a while, medical staff arrived and dispersed the crowd.

"The heartbeat index is normal, but the pulse is disordered. It should be caused by excessive stress."

The medical staff pulled Shinya's eyes but encountered resistance.

"Please cooperate with me and open it."

No, this person wasn't fainted at all. The medical staff immediately woke up.

Shinya felt like he couldn't hide anymore, so he woke up quickly and pretended to have intermittent amnesia.

"Who am I, where am I, and who are you?"

The medical staff suddenly became furious and slapped Shinya directly.

"Wake up next door to your Mala. This is the Soto Soul Fighting Arena. I'm pretending to beat you into a permanent coma."

Everyone was confused as to why the medical staff were so aggressive.

After hearing this, Shinya suddenly became scared and wanted to escape the reality of his failure: "I seem to be unable to see anything. Hurry, take me out of here."

The medical staff slapped him again, and Xin Leng's head went blank.

The onlookers present all exclaimed, these medical staff must be too tough.

This medical staff was really angry. He was playing mahjong with his colleagues just now. He was about to show off, but the host called him over.

It didn't matter that he came over, the patient was the biggest, but he pretended to be fainted, which made the medical staff furious.

"You, why did you hit me?" Shinya looked at the tough medical staff in confusion.

"Can you see me?" the medical staff asked.

"Look, I can't see." Shinya hesitated.

"Then I'll help you wake up." The medical staff raised their hands and wanted to slap him again.

"No, no, no, no, I think I can see clearly."

Shinya pretended to regain his brightness and looked around, "Wow, this world is so beautiful."

Because the acting was so poor, everyone present suddenly booed.

As for the medical staff slapping him, no one had any objection. They were more accusing him of pretending to be stunned and blind.

Audience 1: "This acting is too fake. He pretended to be dizzy. This idiot made me misunderstand that young man."

Audience 2: "Damn, what age are you in? You are still so stubborn, and you don't even know what kind of place this is."

Audience 3: "He's gone, he's gone, I thought he was dead, but he's not dead yet."

the other side.

Two girls, about fifteen or sixteen years old, walked towards Feng Ce from the crowd. They originally wanted to chat with Feng Ce and get to know each other.

But when he saw the two beauties next to Feng Ce, he couldn't help but feel ashamed and gave up the idea.

One girl looked down at her chest and shook her head in frustration.

The other touched his face and sighed.

Later, Shinya, who had touched the porcelain, was carried away by the people from the Soul Fighting Arena. They said he wanted to be humanely destroyed, but I don't know if that was true.

At this time, the host walked quickly towards Feng Ce, with a look of shock on his face.

"Hello, Great Soul Master Fengce, you won this game. Our Soul Fighting Arena will settle the settlement for you in the background. Can I ask you a question?"

"You ask."

"My colleagues and I are very curious about what kind of martial spirit you have."

The host looked at several colleagues behind him. It was obvious that they were all curious about Feng Ce's martial spirit and were shocked by such a powerful force.

Because when registering, you only need to register your soul power, age, and name.

Martial spirits will only be registered in the system after the first duel, and will not be disclosed to the public during the game.

But in this duel with Feng Ce, they couldn't tell what kind of martial spirit it was. Although it was said to be wind, they could clearly see the thunder in Feng Ce's hand through the magnification of the large screen technology.

"It's no big deal, Feng Wuhun." Feng Ce said calmly.

Several staff members of the fighting spirit arena were a little in disbelief. Could it be that it was really Feng Wuhun? Why couldn't they see the spirit materialize?

At this time, a voice sounded from behind.

"It's a Feng Wuhun, yes, but it's the ultimate Feng Wuhun."

Suddenly, several Soul Fighting Arena staff members were physically and mentally shocked, and they couldn't help but repeat:

Ultimate Feng Wuhun

ps: There will be a PK tomorrow, so the results of this book depend on you. I will finish the 2 updates today.

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