Douluo: I won’t pretend anymore, I’ll give you a third life of martial arts.

"You are not suitable to come here. It would be more suitable for you to go back and write and write."

Yu Xuanluo said lightly. Lu Jia smiled slightly and waved his hand.

Said: "Let's take action. Didn't your master teach you that people should not be judged by their appearance?"

Yu Xuanluo couldn't bear it any longer and swung his sword towards him. Lu Jia calmly turned his wrist and blocked the blade with a folding fan. He gently picked it up and bounced the bloody blade back, while he leisurely fanned himself. .

Yu Xuanluo took two steps back, almost missing the handle of the knife in his hand, trembling slightly, feeling that he had been greatly insulted.

"The first soul skill - Nether Blood Blade, the third soul skill - Hades Split the Sky"

Yu Xuanluo waved the blood blade, jumped up, and rotated his body. With the power of rotation and the attack power of the blood blade, a dark red light blade cut through the air and came towards him.

Lu Jia took his time and quickly adjusted his body shape, clasping his hands together and spreading them to the left and right. The folding fan floated in front of his chest, and the light waves spread out in bursts.

"The third soul skill, Donghuang Shield"

A shield in the shape of a copper bell fell from the sky, covering the land armor. The air was filled with the sounds of fighting. The black basalt shield blocked the dark red light waves with absolute defense.

Under the protection of Donghuang Shield, Lu Jia had already begun to accumulate power.

"The Fifth Soul Skill - A Spark that Starts a Prairie Fire"

The flames surrounded Yu Xuan Luo with lightning speed. Yu Xuan Luo considered both up and down, resisting left and right. The flames continued to spurt out. After all, the weapons could not block the range damage.

"Lu Jia's advantage lies in defense, not attack. Catching Fire is his strongest ranged killing move. Since it needs to be charged, the damage is a continuous attack. Yu Xuanluo thought that he could severely damage Lu Jia with Pluto Split the Sky, but He forgot that what Donghuang Palace is good at is its terrifying defense. With absolute defense, Lu Jia can complete the accumulation of Sparks to Set a Prairie Fire."

A young soul master with an extraordinary appearance and a long sword in the audience explained, attracting admiring looks from the people around him.

"The fourth soul skill - Heaven-penetrating Tribulation"

Just as Yu Xuanluo left the sea of ​​fire, Lu Jia attacked again, giving him no time to react.

it is good!it is good!

As the blow hit, Yu Xuanluo fell down from the ring in pain, and the audience burst into thunderous applause.

"As expected of a disciple of Wudonghuang Pavilion, he controlled the entire duel very well."

An older soul master in the audience praised, glanced at Lu Jia, and Lu Jia smiled modestly.

Lu Jia accepted three challengers in a row, and in less than three rounds, he was thrown off the stage by Lu Jia.

at this time,

Everyone in the audience praised Lu Jia repeatedly. Dongfang Yi also stood up and applauded Lu Jia with an excited look on his face.

Said: "A real man should be upright and convince others with his strength."

"I come!"

"Level 50 Attack System Soul King, Jurong. Please give me some advice."

Voices continued to ring from the audience, and a young girl with an elegant figure and decisive steps stepped onto the stage, holding a spear and wearing yellow and white clothes.

"It's you!" Lu Jia said in surprise.

"Why, you forgot so quickly. You are defeated. Come on, I will show mercy to you." The woman in yellow named Ju Mang said with a smile.

"Stop making trouble, I was the one who let you down before. Do you think I really can't beat you?" Lu Jia said confidently.

It turned out that Lu Jia met this girl by chance a year ago. At that time, Lu Jia was being hunted by his enemies and he hid in her room in Jumang Palace in desperation.

Jurong regarded the young man who broke in rashly as a gangster and took action directly without listening to Lu Jia's explanation. It wasn't until Lu Jia was beaten to the ground by her that she had a chance to explain.

"Hmph, you were defeated by me a year ago, and now you dare to say such big words without fear of exposing your tongue."

Jurong thrust the spear into Lu Jia's feet and said with a smile on his face.

"A good man doesn't fight with women. Since you want to be on top, I'll leave it to you. I'll leave first." After Lu Jia finished speaking, he walked to the audience without looking back. Jurong still refused. Rao, rushed forward and blocked the way.

"You have to fight with me today, and I want you to use your full strength," Jurong said solemnly. Lu Jia ignored her and pushed Jurong away and was about to step down. Jurong raised his spear and the killer came, but Lu Jia swayed forward to avoid it.

Jurong was furious,

It was obvious that Lu Jia was ignoring her. After all, he was also the eldest lady of Jumang Palace. Now he had forced him, but who would have thought that Lu Jia was unwilling to take action.

Jurong understood mentally that it was the man in front of him who gave in to him a year ago. Maybe if the two of them tried their best to fight, he might not be able to defeat this young man from Donghuang Pavilion.

Just when the two were in a stalemate and no one was willing to give in, the other young man slowly moved forward and came to the stage. I saw the young man dressed in black and carrying a bow. He was extremely handsome in appearance and had a face like a sculpture. The clear, angular face is unusually calm.

On the outside, it seems to be unrestrained, but the inadvertent light in his eyes makes people dare not look down.

Open the mouth and say:

"Since you two are unwilling to take action, you're welcome."

After saying that, they waited for Lu Jia and Jurong to take action. Lu Jia waved his hand to express that he was not interested and made no move. Jurong raised his spear and stabbed him.

"If you want to be beaten, I'll give it to you first, drink—"

Jurong thrust hard, but the young man in black waved his hand slightly and clamped the blade of the gun with only two fingers. No matter how hard Jurong tried, he could not thrust any further.

"Hmph, at this level, you'd better do it together."

The boy in black sneered, looked at Lu Jia with sharp eyes and said. Lu Jia felt a strong sense of oppression. This kind of pressure had never been encountered before, which forced him to go all out.

"Please!"

Lu Jia walked forward slowly and said,

"The fourth soul skill - Heaven-penetrating Tribulation"

A flying palm came up, and it was about to hit, but beyond his expectation, the boy in black didn't even make any dodge move.

"Why doesn't he hide?"

Lu Jia was filled with doubts.

At the moment of the hit, the power he had gathered dissipated. The boy in black still stood there, smiled slightly, flicked his hand, and Jurong fell directly off the ring.

Lu Jia didn't expect that blow to cause any damage to him, but wanted to test how fast the boy in black was. He almost didn't make a move, and he already had the upper hand in terms of momentum. He had a feeling mentally that this black boy was The clothesman may be more terrifying than you think.

The young man in black looked down at the ring,

"Which of you is the strongest, can you go on stage to compete?" As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience started talking. No one dared to come on stage.

"Or you can come together!"

Seeing that no one responded, the boy in black added another sentence. Dongfang Yi stood up and was about to go on stage. Qin Mingyue took the lead and flew onto the ring to stand side by side with Lu Jia.

"You are too arrogant! I am Qin Mingyue, a level 50 soul king of the agility and attack department. May I ask your surname?" Qin Mingyue asked.

"I have no sect, and I am not arrogant. Low-key has always been my style," the young man in black said calmly.

Qin Mingyue was furious and winked at Lu Jia, "Third Soul Skill - Shadow Hunting Killing Formation." Two magic formations flew out from Qin Mingyue's palms and went straight up and down the young man in black. The young man pinched it like a meat bun.

"The third soul skill - Donghuang Shield"

Lu Jia's body was covered with light, and the giant copper bell covered Qin Mingyue and Lu Jia from under his head. The space for the black-clothed boy to move became smaller and smaller, and the two magic circles instantly locked the black-clothed boy's body.

"That's right, that's right. It's both offensive and defensive. Dong Huang Zhong Wuhun can actually be used in this way," said the young man in black.