Douluo's dragon fist

Notting College, Back Hill.

Chen Xiang is also well-known among the older students. He is known for his speed and is Xiao Chenyu's hardcore dog.

His agility surpassed everyone's imagination, after Tang San dodged his first attack, he swooped down again with lightning speed.

But this time, Tang San didn't move.

Perhaps it was because he was only in the first grade, Chen Xiang felt a little contemptuous in his heart, without thinking about it, he went straight to attack him in the head.

"The first soul skill, entangle!"

In an instant, Tang San released his martial spirit Blue Silver Grass, surrounded by a century-old spirit ring.

There seemed to be a mandala snake looming behind him.

These nearly four hundred years of spirit rings have caused the Bluesilver Grass to grow rapidly, and its rapidly growing leaves were like poisonous snakes, wrapping Chen Xiang like a rice dumpling in the blink of an eye.

"Let me go, let me go quickly..."

Chen Xiang, who was tightly bound, struggled and shouted, but his voice became smaller and smaller.

The leaves of the growing bluesilver grass blocked his mouth.

Seeing this, Xiao Chenyu immediately stopped.

To be precise, it is an admission of defeat.

If he didn't admit defeat, Chen Xiang might be suffocated.

After all, this is just a betting game, and it wouldn't be good if it cost people lives.

Xiao Chenyu and other senior students couldn't help but widen their eyes.

Are all the work-study students this year so strong?

Moreover, Blue Silver Grass is a well-known waste martial soul in Douluo Continent, so it is naturally unexpected that Tang San can use it like this.

But what he didn't know was that something beyond his imagination was yet to come.

"I...I'll come in person!" Boss Xiao finally stood up, "Xiao Chenyu, Wuhunlang, level battle soul master!"

Undoubtedly, he is the strongest among the sixth graders, and everyone also recognizes him as the strongest student in the entire Notting Academy.

After briefly introducing himself, a burst of dark gray light emerged.

This is the color of the wolf.

Not only that, his muscles swelled up like a balloon, two or three times bigger.The eyes also turned dark green, revealing a fierce light.The hands also turned into wolf claws, like sharp knives.

At the same time, a century-old yellow soul ring floated up.

At level , he has reached the bottleneck of the soul master level. His teacher is planning to take him to the soul hunting forest to obtain the second soul ring in a few days.

Before the battle started and he didn't know who his opponent was, Xiao Chenyu released his martial spirit and spirit ring, obviously wanting to suppress the opponent with his aura.

Xiao Wu said: "Aren't we competing against ten people? It's only the third person, and you, the boss, are here to play in person?"

Xiao Chenyu: "Don't bother, I will be enough for the rest."

"The tone is really not small." He Qi said and took a step forward, "Call the remaining eight of you to come up together, I alone will be enough."

"what?"

Hearing his words, everyone was amazed.

Go together?

Those are eight sixth-grade students. He has to deal with a first-grade work-study student?

At first, everyone thought they had heard it wrong.

After a pause, not only the sixth grade students, but even the onlookers laughed.

"Hey, boy, are you talking too much?"

"Don't think that just because you won the first two games by chance means something, do you think you are a titled Douluo?"

"These work-study students are so arrogant. If we don't teach them a lesson, they really don't know why the flowers are so red!"

The sixth graders were amused and a little angry at the same time.

After all, they are also the highest grade students of Notting College, five or six years older than these newcomers, and their average soul power is five levels higher than them.

To actually want to fight against eight, this is simply naked contempt!

"Boy, who are you?"

Xiao Chenyu couldn't help questioning this arrogant kid loudly.

Xiao Wu rushed to say: "He is Brother He Qi."

Wang Sheng: "He is the boss of our work-study students!"

Xiao Chenyu suddenly understood: "Are you the work-study student with soul power level ?"

He Qi did not speak, expressing his acquiescence.

Wei Biao, who had just been defeated, said: "Twenty-five level soul masters? Why don't you say you are a soul saint? The highest grader in our Noting College with the highest soul power is only level , and our boss Xiao also has one Girls from other classes.”

Chen Xiang also said: "This year's work-study students are really thick-skinned, and they can tell such lies."

Xiao Chenyu: "Okay, He, let's release your martial spirit and spirit ring!"

He Qi smiled coldly: "I don't need to deal with you."

Xiao Chenyu and the others laughed even harder: "It turns out that I was still doubtful, but now I completely understand that if you don't even dare to release the soul ring, your twenty-fifth level must be fake!"

He Qi, on the other hand, didn't take it seriously: "I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. Come on with the remaining eight of you. We have to go to dinner after the fight!"

Tang San stepped forward and tugged at the corner of He Qi's clothes: "Boss, just to be on the safe side, I think the remaining eight people should compete one-on-one."

Tang San said this because he was afraid that something would happen to He Qi.

After all, eight eleven or twelve-year-old boys had to deal with a six-year-old child.

No matter how you look at it, the latter has little chance of winning.

"I know it well."

He Qi patted Tang San's shoulder and said.

"Well, since you said so, we will satisfy you, you have to pay for your arrogance, work-study student!"

As Xiao Chenyu said, he brought the other seven sixth-grade soul masters to stand up.

"The tone is too loud, it is time to teach him some lessons!"

"Really, if you don't beat him hard, these work-study students don't know how high the sky is and how deep the sea is!"

"Teach him a lesson!"

"Come on! Boss Xiao!"

The students onlookers all cheered for Xiao Chenyu and the others.

He Qi just smiled faintly and clenched his fists.

"Brothers, let's do it, entertain him well!"

With Xiao Chenyu's order, the seven soul masters behind him released their martial souls and soul rings one after another.

These sixth-grade students are all soul masters, the highest is Xiao Boss at level , and the lowest is thirteen.

Some of their first soul rings were white and some were yellow.

They have weapon soul masters and beast soul masters, martial soul sickles, hoes, wolves, bears, etc.

The release of the sixth-grade soul power made the first-grade work-study students opposite feel a sense of oppression.

On their side, most of them are eleventh and second level soul masters.

Xiao Chenyu and other eight people attacked He Qi like a tide.

Zhu Zhuqing was also afraid that he would make a mistake, so he immediately possessed the Nether civet, wanting to support He Qi.

He Qi stood still and did not move, but punched out in a standard horse stance.

No martial soul was used, no soul ring was released.

The blowing wind seemed to set off a strong hurricane.

Xiao Chenyu and others who rushed forward couldn't resist the attack.

They flew out one after another like broken sacks, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The onlookers and the first-year work-study students were all dumbfounded.

With such a seemingly indifferent punch, he knocked back eight sixth-grade students...