Douluo's Emperor Dragon

Lu Yuan didn't take Feng Yuyan's words to heart. The soldiers came to cover up the water and the earth. Even if the three opponents joined forces, he was confident of winning the final victory. This was his confidence in his own strength.

Returning to the dormitory, I chatted with Yuan Xin and then began to meditate. The most important thing in practicing cultivation is persistence.

The night passed away quietly.

next day!

At about eight o'clock in the morning, everyone gathered at the training ground again. Today's battle will be the last battle of the training camp and the most intense championship battle.

So early in the morning, the arena was crowded with people. All the students who were still in the training camp, including Yuan Xin and other injured students, were all absent.

Looking at the three people across from him who were eager to try, Lu Yuan touched his ring. Maybe he would really reveal all his cards today.

Lin Feng, Yan Xiang and Feng Yuyan each have their own strengths, but together they are quite troublesome.

Chris stood on the stage, and in the finals, the atmosphere could be said to be quite high.

Pressing his hands, Chris cleared his throat and said, "Students, after a brutal and fierce selection competition, we now have four contestants left, and they are Lin Feng!"

On the stage, Lin Feng nodded.

"Yan Xiang!"

Yan Xiang showed an honest smile.

"Feng Yuyan!" Feng Yuyan smiled faintly, revealing a charming charm.

"And the last Lu Yuan!"

"Lu Yuan, come on!" Yuan Xin waved his hand under the ring.

"Yeah!" Lu Yuan nodded to Yuan Xin.

"Today's competition is a melee. There are no other rules except not using poison and intentionally causing death. After the competition, the last student standing will be the champion of this competition!"

Chris glanced at the four of them, "Are you all ready?"

"Yeah!" The four of them nodded in unison.

"Okay, now the game officially begins!" Chris quickly walked off the ring. Only Lu Yuan and four others were left on the ring.

Looking at the four people on the opposite side who were still motionless, Lu Yuan smiled faintly, turned sharply and rushed towards Lin Feng.

Among the three people opposite him, he was only interested in Lin Feng.

"Well done!" Faced with Lu Yuan's attack, Lin Feng was not to be outdone.

The two figures were intertwined.

"Ha, let's get started then!" Yan Xiang laughed and rushed into the battle group of the two.

Feng Yuyan's pretty face changed slightly, and a purple mist emitted from her whole body. A purple plant appeared on her right hand, with two yellow soul rings on it radiating light.

It is her martial spirit Ziyanluo, a top-notch plant-based martial spirit that has the ability to create illusions and toxins.

Purple mist came and slowly spread toward the three of them.

"Ah!"

"Martial soul possessed!"

The three martial spirits possess each other, five yellow soul rings shine simultaneously, and the battle is about to begin.

After knocking back the charging Yan Xiang with one punch, Lu Yuan swept towards Lin Feng with one kick.

This kick came so violently, with the sound of howling wind, Lin Feng's eyes flashed, and he turned around to avoid Lu Yuan's sweeping attack.

Just as Lu Yuan was about to pursue him, Yan Xiang's fist hit Lu Yuan's head again.

"Crack!" Lu Yuan clenched his right fist, used enough strength, and punched out.

The two fists collided. Lu Yuan took two steps back, but Yan Xiang was directly knocked away.

"Damn, that's good enough!" Yan Xiang steadied his body, felt his somewhat numb fist, patted his chest, and sighed.

Lin Feng's expression changed, and he actually knocked Yan Xiang away with one punch. It was so powerful.

Without paying much attention to Yan Xiang, Lu Yuan still rushed towards Lin Feng.

For Lu Yuan, Lin Feng is the biggest threat.

"Ghost Tracking Leopard Shadow!" Lin Feng made a mistake in his steps and his body became erratic. This is his first soul skill, and its effect is stealth and speed bonus.

Lin Feng's figure directly transformed into several, and Lu Yuan hit the afterimage with several consecutive blows, without causing any damage to Lin Feng.

"Interesting!" Lu Yuan paused, his figure ethereal, "Feng Wu Liu Huan!"

The figure was divided into six parts and turned into afterimages, and he caught up with Lin Feng in an instant.

"That's so fast!" Lu Yuan's fist crossed the tip of Lin Feng's nose, and the fierce wind made Lin Feng's skin crawl.

"Whoa!" Lu Yuan stepped forward, and six afterimages surrounded Lin Feng.

"This!" Looking at the two figures flying not far away, Yan Xiang felt a little numb. The speed of these two people was too terrifying. He couldn't get in at all!

But it seems that Lin Feng is at a disadvantage, which makes Yan Xiang secretly shocked.

Not only can he crush him in terms of strength, but he can also overpower Lin Feng in terms of speed. He is really a terrifying boy.

"The second soul skill, Ghost Leopard Combo!" Under Lu Yuan's speed, Lin Feng felt great pressure and had to use his second soul skill.

As a sensitive attack type soul master, one day he would be crushed by a powerful attack type soul master in terms of speed. To be honest, Lin Feng felt quite aggrieved.

"Shocking waves!" Facing Lin Feng's sharp leopard claws, Lu Yuan was not frightened, and used the moves in Shanhai Fist.

The power of Shanhaiquan is in no way inferior to the soul skill. After all, this is the proud martial art of Wu Wudi, a top ten warrior.

And Wu Wudi is one of the top masters in Fengyun World. Even in this world, he is at least above the Soul Saint. How can such a strong man be weak in martial arts?

The level of Fengyun World may not be much lower than that of Douluo Continent.

It's just that although Lu Yuan is proficient in Shanhaiquan, he still doesn't understand the essence thoroughly enough. In fact, this is understandable. After all, Lu Yuan is only six years old, and this martial arts is enough for him to use Soul King and Soul Emperor. level.

Lin Feng was very fast, and the power of the Ghost Leopard's combos was not small, but for Lu Yuan, who was not slower than him and whose attack power was far higher than him, he didn't pose much of a threat.

Breaking all the magic with one force, Lu Yuan's punch canceled out Lin Feng's combos one after another, and still blasted straight towards Lin Feng's chest.

Seeing the huge fist so close at hand, Lin Feng quickly turned around, but was still hit by the wind and thrown several meters away.

"Cough!" Lin Feng fell to the ground, a trace of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Yuan kept his posture and continued to attack, taking advantage of his illness to kill him.

"蔔!" A cloud of purple smoke surrounded Lu Yuan. This purple mist was full of sweet fragrance, making people want to smell it unconsciously.

Lu Yuan was shocked, feeling his head was a little confused, and quickly ran the Qing Qi Sutra to quickly remove the confusion in his mind.

The Qing Qi Sutra was indeed a peerless skill, and Lu Yuan's head regained consciousness in a moment.

"Huh?" Lu Yuan's expression changed, and he only noticed a sudden breath.

With his arms across his chest, a huge fist struck the intersection of Lu Yuan's arms. The huge force made Lu Yuan take seven steps back before he could stabilize his body.

Looking at the figure opposite, Lu Yuan's expression became solemn...