Magic Douluo of Douluo Continent

"Hypnosis, we were hypnotized just now." Flanders was shocked, "Why didn't I know?"

"It is an invisible group hypnosis. The hypnotic effect should not be obvious, and the hypnosis time is not long, but it is enough time for Jinji to flash from the center of the field to the host's magnetic levitation disk." The master thought, "About It only took a moment of hypnosis, and at that moment, Jinji completed the layout."

"That Jin Ji whose neck was grabbed by Zhang He is a fake and an illusory body formed by soul power," Flanders asked in surprise.

"It should be formed by magic power. I remember Jinji told me that he used magic power. Magic power is similar to our soul power. Both need to be supported by mental power. The stronger the mental power, the stronger the magic power." The master said.

"Jin Ji is always so surprising." Tang San sighed.

This sudden turn of events at the scene made the audience in the auditorium feel at ease. Those who bought Zhang He to win were frightened. Those who knew that Jin Ji had a long winning streak secretly called Jin Ji the Wonder Boy. The audience where Jin Ji placed bets were overjoyed. Everyone was in an excited mood. Some of them shouted at the top of their lungs to cheer for Jin Ji. Others couldn't help but twist their buttocks in their seats, attracting attention.

"Little brother, the contestants cannot come up where the host is standing." The host on the maglev Frisbee said politely to Jinji.

"I'm leaving now, don't be so stingy." Jin Ji smiled and stepped out with both feet at the same time. His body fell directly downwards. When he touched his hand, a bolt of lightning flashed from his fingertips and struck Zhang He below.

Zhang He was also alert. He stepped down and fled from the crane's back. The lightning hit the red-eyed crane, but the soap-robed Zhang He dodged. The poor red-eyed crane was burnt on the outside and tender on the inside by the lightning, exuding the fragrance of the crane's meat. No matter how mysterious the crane was, it was now only a cooked crane, and the meat was not very delicious and tender.

"My martial spirit, my martial spirit" Zhang He was going crazy. He was just participating in a soul battle. The other party was just a nine-year-old child. Now the other party's soul ring has not been released. His own martial spirit crane was actually used. Thunder and lightning are ripe

Anger, hatred, resentment, confusion, discomfort, distress, countless complex emotions emerged in Zhang He's heart. His face became more distorted than ever before, his heart was aching, and he put on a murderous posture, his face was exceptionally... ferocious.

"Wow, Zhang He's red-eyed crane spirit is dead, and Zhang He has gone berserk. Little kid Jin Ji is still smiling. It seems that little kid Jin Ji doesn't take Zhang He seriously," the host muttered while holding the microphone.

Many spectators in the audience were already slumped over Zhang He's victory, and some even stood up and left the stage because they couldn't bear to watch any more. Of course, they didn't feel sorry for Zhang He and Zhang He's martial spirit, Red Eyed Crane, but they felt sorry for the money they had lost. On the contrary, those who bet on Jinji won the audience, and their emotions became extremely passionate, as exciting as a volcano erupting.

"Win, win, hahaha, I won Jinji, you are the best"

"Hahaha, wonder boy Jinji is a wonder boy"

Hearing Jinji being called the Wonder Boy in the audience, Master and Frank were speechless for a while, but they were both happy in their hearts. They bet Jinji's 100,000 gold soul coins and won.

Jin Ji faced the murderous Zhang He and asked with a smile: "Zhang He, aren't you going to admit defeat?"

"Admit defeat" Zhang He laughed angrily, "My red-eyed crane is immortal."

"Immortal" Jin Ji frowned.

"Red-Eyed Crane, be reborn," Zhang He shouted sternly, his face became particularly ferocious, even two pillars of blood hung out of his nostrils, and his face became much withered. It seemed that he was trying to resurrect his soul beast, the Red-Eyed Crane, by consuming his own life force.

Such a scene of self-sacrifice shocked Jin Ji. He looked back and saw that the fallen red-eyed crane stood up again tremblingly. Jin Ji was so surprised that he opened his mouth wide. He was quite surprised. He never expected that the crane, which had been cooked by lightning strikes, could actually bring the cooked meat back to life.

"Gao Gao" Jin Ji looked back at the strange red-eyed crane and gave Zhang He a thumbs up, praising him repeatedly.

"Hehehehehe" Zhang He smiled wildly, his body trembling slightly with excitement.

All the spectators present, even those who bet on Zhang He, only felt that Zhang He was at the end of his game. This ability seemed to be able to resurrect the soul beast, but in fact it was useless. The soul beast was resurrected, but the soul master It seems that he has become strong on the outside but on the other side, which means the gain outweighs the loss.

"I understand that if your soul beast dies, you will completely lose the soul beast from now on. But you sacrificed yourself to forcibly resurrect the soul beast. As long as the soul beast survives, you will still have the opportunity to slowly recuperate. In this way, your external soul beast will still be there." Jin Ji said like a spring breeze, "Just admit defeat, you drained yourself dry, the outcome is already obvious."

Zhang He's face turned red, his whole body was shaking because of anger, and his already thin body was even more trembling.

"Well, it's because you lost to a kid like me, and you feel like you can't get off the stage and you can't accept it mentally." Jin Ji smiled softly and said, "It's not necessary, I have defeated the Soul Saint before. You are just a little great Soul Master. "

"Holy Soul Saint" Zhang He was stunned, "Seriously"

"I'll tell you, but I have to speak softly." Jin Ji slowly walked towards Zhang He and lowered his voice and said, "I have defeated him before."

When Zhang He saw Jin Ji approaching with his mouth covered and softly saying the three words "Zhao Wuji", Zhang He's eyes suddenly brightened. However, Zhang He immediately frowned deeply, feeling that this child was fooling him. Fudo Ming King Zhao Wuji was famous and famous. He once escaped from the siege of the Bishops of Wuhun Hall and left a legend in the entire Douluo Continent. This kid actually said that he defeated Zhao Wuji

"You don't believe what I say." Jin Ji smiled, "You should believe it. I'll keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood. If we are destined to meet again, how about we fight again?"

After saying this, Jin Ji turned around and left, leaving Zhang He with a handsome back.

Zhang He finally knelt down and bowed his head in surrender. The red-eyed crane raised its head and saw Jinji approaching. It was afraid of Jinji, so it spread its hemp pole and yellow legs and retreated five, six, seven or eight steps.

"Jin Ji won" Zhao Xiaoling was sincerely happy and celebrated with open arms.

"Jin Ji wins!" Xiao Wu was also happy for Jin Ji and cheered happily.

Tang San also smiled knowingly, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly, feeling happy for his Jin Ji brother.

The master and Flender had a sullen face and were very proud of themselves. In fact, they were very happy and just wanted to find a deserted corner to sing and dance.