Douluo's Drunk Red Dust

Zui Hongchen knew that Wang Dong could not compete with the other party's Soul King. In fact, Wang Dong himself knew it.

He did not start fighting with the Soul King enthusiastically. Although he was an attack-type soul master, he had some aura of agility type soul master during the battle.

The ghostly figure was missing, and for a moment the soul king was only vulnerable to attack.

Yu Mengdi, the soul king of Tianzheng Academy, let out a sweet cry, spread a pair of wings behind him, and revealed two long golden swords in his hands.

"Angel martial soul." Zui Hongchen narrowed his eyes. No matter what kind of angel martial soul it is, it has a trace of light attributes, which is the same as the goddess of light Die Wuhun.

Unexpectedly, she feinted with her sword, forcing Wang Dong to take a step back, and flew towards Zui Hongchen.

At the same time, Yang Yifan, who had been participating in the battle, clamped the dagger in his hand and followed Yu Mengdi like a shadow.

Wang Dong's expression changed, and he immediately retreated. Others didn't know, but did their own family know that Zui Hongchen was a proper auxiliary soul master?

His speed was slightly faster and he caught Yang Yifan's figure in the air. The golden light in his hand flashed and he fought with him.

Zui Hongchen took a deep breath, his mind was clear, and he looked at the approaching Yu Mengdi with clear black eyes.

His eyelids blinked slowly, and the world slowed down in front of him.

"As expected of the Soul King... This kind of momentum has only been felt by the seniors of the inner academy." Zui Hongchen sighed in his heart. To be honest, he was a little envious of the other party's martial spirit.

Every support has a melee dream in their heart, and this sentence is not just a word.

The reason why Zui Hongchen joined the Soul Guidance Department was to satisfy his dream of close combat.

It seemed that ten years had passed, and a moment had passed. The next moment, light flashed in Zui Hongchen's hand, and a strange long sword soul guide appeared in his hand, and he collided head-on with Yu Mengdi!

"Bah!"

Zui Hongchen took three steps back. Yu Mengdi's mouth was numb, and the two swords in her hands almost flew out. She looked at the strange long knife with her beautiful eyes, gritted her teeth and rushed forward again.

Yu Mengdi couldn't recognize the shape of the long sword he was equipped with, but Zui Hongchen knew for sure that it was the Mo Dao in the army and was the standard equipment for close combat soldiers.

"what!"

Zui Hongchen saw the shocked eyes of the Shrek Seven Devils and stepped forward without hesitation.

The Mo Dao in his hand danced with the flash of silver, which was the military sword technique of a hundred battles.

Yu Mengdi's eyes flashed coldly, does a mere soul guide want to resist the power of an angel?As the fifth soul ring flashed with black light, the two swords shone with dazzling golden light.

"Cross Slash!"

The two sword lights, regardless of the front or rear, blew up the white hair on Zui Hongchen's forehead.

At this moment, the world in front of Zui Hongchen slowed down again.

How can I break this sword?

His hand was holding the handle of the knife, and his tentacles were warm. He rubbed the handle and thought.

"Bah!"

Zui Hongchen turned around and passed by Yu Mengdi. The long knife in his hand had already been slashed out, and he was trembling uncontrollably.

"Impossible, just a soul guide!"

"Speed. 0"

The only answer to her was the long knife that accelerated rapidly in front of her eyes.

Yu Mengdi snorted coldly. Her hands were numb, but she had to brace herself to face Zui Hongchen's stormy attack.

"This... this, is Senior Brother really an auxiliary soul master?"

Xiao Xiao is in the audience with a big mouth. With this kind of fighting method, it's not surprising that others regard him as an offensive soul master, right?

Wang Yan held his own eyes from time to time. As an instructor, he had never seen this side of Zui Hongchen. At the same time, he did not expect that Zui Hongchen and the soul guide had such strong fighting power.

Beibei smiled with pride and said softly, "Elder brother has always been at the top in the outer courtyard's assessment, but has never reached the peak. This is because in most competitions in the outer courtyard, the use of soul tools is prohibited. Although weapons can be used, But facing martial spirits, ordinary weapons are still too fragile."

"It will be different when you compete with me. If senior brother uses the soul guide to fight me seriously... let's go [-]-[-], but the final result is that I will die and he will be seriously injured."

Beibei said helplessly. The two of them had sparred with each other more often than they had eaten steamed buns in the cafeteria, so they naturally knew each other's ins and outs.

"I saw that Zui Hongchen used the long sword soul guide to fight. There seems to be some rules in it." Wang Yan interjected.

Beibei hummed and said, "That's it. Senior Brother once served in the military and is familiar with three or four different sets of martial arts... Maybe Senior Chen knows better than us."

The senior Chen he was talking about was naturally the soul-chasing sword Chen Zifeng, but unfortunately, he was still asleep due to the concussion in his mind.

Wang Yan couldn't help but sigh when he heard this, "What a pity."

It would be nice if Zui Hongchen was of the power attack type or the agility type.

While everyone was mesmerized, Wang Dong injured one thousand enemies and eight hundred to himself. He knocked Yang Yifan to the ground with one punch, and began to besiege Yu Mengdi with Zui Hongchen.

Under the continuous attack, Yu Mengdi could not hold on any longer and was hit in the waist by a long sword soul guide, causing blood to spill on the spot.

If the wound had been deeper and the level of the soul guide had been higher, Yu Mengdi would have been cut in half on the spot.

"Two, two, three games, Shrek wins the first one!"

Along with the cheers, Zui Hongchen returned to the rest area with a pale face. His brows furrowed, as if he had a headache, in a physical sense.

Wang Dong held his hand worriedly when he saw this, but didn't notice anything strange.

"It's okay, I overused my mental strength." Zui Hongchen let out a long breath, his head felt extremely heavy, as if he hadn't slept for several days in a row.

For each sword attack just now, he needed to think for a while before he could figure out the solution.

The opponent is the Soul King, a powerful attack angel martial soul, but he is only a fourth-level soul warrior with a soul guide in his hand.

As long as Fanyu Mengdi's level is lower, he can use less mental power.

But to deal with the Soul King, Zui Hongchen must go all out, because as long as he is hit by a sword, he will be doomed.

"Next game... Caitou, Nannan, please. Your goal is to successfully consume the opponent's main force. Now that the senior brother is in such a state, he probably won't be able to play for the time being. It's best if you can eliminate your opponent. If not, Don’t force yourself.”

Beibei arranged tactics on behalf of Zui Hongchen, who was currently resting.

Jiang Nannan hummed. She looked at Zui Hongchen's frown and gently smoothed it out.

She knew that her brother was tired. He didn't have to fight like this originally, but for himself and the family, he resolutely did it.

"I'll be back in a minute."

Zui Hongchen snorted slightly, and Jiang Nannan smiled generously at the other people watching the show, but her face turned a little red.

After all, the two of them still call each other brother and sister.

Wang Dong's eyes moved back and forth between the two of them, no way, the alarm bell sounded in his heart again, this damn sense of crisis.

Bastard Zui Hongchen, why are you so handsome?