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

The floor under Dongfang Yi's feet exploded with a bang, and a pit sank into the ground. Dongfang Yi knelt on one knee. Qin Mingyue covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes full of endless surprise. In addition to surprise, she also couldn't bear to look directly at him.

The sweat on Dongfang Yi's forehead wetted the pit under his feet. Although Qin Mingyue felt sorry for Dongfang Yi, she knew that if the middle-aged man wearing the mask had any malicious intentions, Dongfang Yi would have already died.

Huge soul power continued to attack, and a small magnetic field had become stronger around Dongfang Yi's body. Although it was not very large, Qin Mingyue and Bai Yuntian had clearly felt the suction.

The middle-aged man wearing the mask had no idea that Dongfang Yi's body had been tempered by the two eyes of ice and fire. He had been practicing for three hundred years. Not to mention other people, even Dongfang Yi himself didn't know the critical value of his body. .

Moreover, Dongfang Yi also has another martial soul: Huan Qilin, which comes with a hundred thousand year soul ring, which also increases his soul power by more than twenty levels. With the blessing of soul rings and soul bones, my own endurance has been raised to another level.

Dongfang Yi clenched his fists tightly. The soul power blessed by the middle-aged man wearing a mask on Dongfang Yi's body was extremely overbearing, and it was still increasing continuously. It seemed that there was no need to worry about the injection of soul power that Dongfang Yi would bear. No.

The arms and shoulders of the middle-aged man wearing a mask that were pressing on Dongfang Yi's body lit up with light, not bad! The middle-aged man wearing a mask used the soul bone. Dongfang Yi groaned and put his hands on the ground.

The middle-aged man wearing the mask could feel that Dongfang Yi's soul power was not fully used without reservation. At this level, there was still reservation. Qin Mingyue no longer dared to continue watching. More and more students from Tianlan City Academy gathered together.

"Senior, stop, don't continue," Qin Mingyue begged. It was the first time Qin Mingyue had asked for help since she was a child. In the past, she had always had others ask for her own share. Today was the first time she asked for help from others. However, the middle-aged man wearing a mask ignored Qin Mingyue at all.

The middle-aged man wearing the mask released the soul power and the pressure had increased from level eighty to eighty-one, eighty-two, eighty-three, eighty-four... When his pressure finally increased to level eighty-five When the level of soul power. He felt a brand new soul power coming from Dongfang Yi's left hand.

When the soul power of his left hand was released, the Tai Chi Totem Spirit on Dongfang Yi's right hand decomposed again and floated around Dongfang Yi's body. Each fragment shone with a glimmer of light. At Dongfang Yi's feet, six Tai Chi Totem figures appeared. The square array was rotating rapidly, and the air under his feet was also swaying.

The red light released by the magic circle actually weakened the pressure he put on Dongfang Yi a lot, forming a force of confrontation. This scene far exceeded the expectations of the middle-aged man wearing a mask.

The giant arm that was pressing on Dongfang Yi's body slowly lifted up. Dongfang Yi instantly felt that the gravity on his body had lightened a lot. Qin Mingyue also breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Dongfang Yi with a flushed face, it seemed that nothing serious was wrong.

Dongfang Yi himself was also shocked. A deep pit had been stepped on under his feet. His physical strength could reach such a level. In Dongfang Yi's mind, the palm of his left hand was extremely hot, and his soul power was constantly surging.

Compared with the previous soul power, this soul power seems to have lost the violent aura. Dongfang Yi basically never uses the soul power of his left martial soul in normal battles. On the one hand, it is to hide the physique of his twin martial soul. Another reason is that this soul power is extremely unstable.

Although the soul power of a hundred thousand year soul ring is very huge, if it is used forcefully, it will also cause damage to one's body. After all, when the Fantasy Qilin Martial Spirit first awakened, the 100,000-year-old soul ring that came with it conflicted with several other soul rings of the Tai Chi Tu Martial Spirit.

If the Great Elder had not sacrificed his life to obtain the Moon Wheel Rebirth Stone for himself, Dongfang Yi might not be where he is today. And even though the conflict between the martial souls and soul rings was purified with the Moon Wheel Rebirth Stone, the second martial soul has never been able to truly integrate with itself.

The mysterious man in front of me, with his super powerful soul pressure, not only opened up his Rendu and Du's two veins, but his martial soul also experienced strange changes. The Tai Chi Tu martial soul seemed to be able to switch between the two forms of integration and disintegration. .

The distorted expression on Dongfang Yi's face gradually turned into surprise and excitement.

The middle-aged man who was not wearing a mask slowly regained his soul power, and his soul ring disappeared from his side. He just disappeared from the top of the college gate and reappeared in front of Dongfang Yi's body in an instant.

Dongfang Yi looked at the uncle who flashed in front of him with joy, and was not surprised at all. After all, the uncle in front of him was most likely an Ultimate Douluo, and teleportation was nothing to him.

The old man wearing the mask spoke,

"Okay, good boy, at this level, you still have reservations."

Dongfang Yi was stunned for a moment and had reservations? Could he be referring to my second martial spirit? Although under the huge pressure just now, Dongfang Yi used the soul power of the second martial soul as much as possible, but his own fantasy unicorn did not leak at all.

Dongfang Yi admired the uncle in front of him even more. He could tell at a glance that he was a twin martial soul, and they had only met him once. Of course, Dongfang Yi didn't know that this man had already noticed him at the auction house, but he didn't know it at the time.

"Boy, what's your name and where are you from? Also, your martial spirit just now was Tai Chi, right?" the middle-aged man asked.

Dongfang Yi held up his fists, bowed 45 degrees to the middle-aged man, and said: "Senior, my surname is Dongfang, my first name is Dongfang. I come from the Tai Chi Hall of Fanyuan Continent. You are right, my martial spirit is Tai Chi. picture"

"Brahma Yuan Continent! Tai Chi Diagram!" The middle-aged man's body trembled slightly, and a different light flashed in his eyes. But no one saw that Dongfang Yi was looking at his feet, and others no longer dared to look at the middle-aged man.

Dongfang Yi hummed again. The middle-aged man didn't speak for a while. Dongfang Yi raised his head slightly to look at him. Through the half mask, Dongfang Yi saw the strange look in the middle-aged man's eyes.

The middle-aged man wearing a mask deliberately avoided Dongfang Yi's eyes and did not make eye contact with him.

"Are you willing to become my disciple?" the middle-aged man wearing a mask asked.

Dongfang Yi was extremely surprised. Not only him, but almost everyone present was dumbfounded. What an honor and luck it was to be able to have a titled Douluo as his disciple. Moreover, the opponent is very likely to be a peerless Extreme Douluo.

I'm afraid there will never be another one on the mainland. Getting guidance from someone at the Title Douluo level is what many soul masters dream of doing. This can almost save the soul master from taking half of the detours in the gradual process.

Dongfang Yi couldn't believe his ears, but he heard it really clearly. He quickly knelt down with a plop, leaned forward, and bowed down.

He read in his mouth: "Master is here, please accept the disciple and bow three times."