The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

In the first round of the competition, Mo Wen went to watch the Xingluo Royal Academy competition. Liu Erlong was with him throughout the whole process. What I did was that my movements were a little stiff, as if I was practicing something. My brother was a little uncomfortable with it and felt uncomfortable all over.

On the field, facing the Thunder Academy with only four soul sects, the Star Luo Royal Academy was extremely fierce. Under the leadership of the captain, they advanced step by step. Lei Li's efforts to support it were in vain. The Thunder was beaten and was unable to fight back. The battle was resolved in 10 minutes.

Fortunately, there are no people from the Dai family and the Zhu family this year, and there is one less martial soul fusion skill, which makes Mo Wen breathe a sigh of relief.

With confidence in his heart, Mo Wen knew that tactics were of no use in the face of an all-out crushing enemy, and he was ready to give it a try.

Early the next morning, Mo Wen continued his practice. After practicing swordsmanship and martial arts, he returned to the room sweating profusely, picked up the water cup and drank it all in one gulp.

After taking a hot shower, Mo Wen looked at himself in the mirror. His sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes had a gentle temperament, and the muscles on his body were unusually well-proportioned. He took a deep breath and whispered, "Come on!"

He put on a powerful outfit with a white background and gold rims, and the words "Holy Path" were printed on the chest in gold, which was written with a brush. It was vigorous and powerful, with flying ink and full of momentum.

Then she put on an ink-style robe on the outside, with the word "Holy Path" written on the back, tied the loose cuffs tightly, and tied her long hair into a ponytail.

Mo Wen let out a long breath, opened the door and walked out. His teammates had been waiting for a long time, and they all looked at the captain.

"Everyone, today we will face a formidable enemy that we have never encountered before, and tactics are no longer effective. Facing a group of soul sects, I am not sure whether we can withstand it, so please go all out."

"Don't worry, Captain, you are so powerful, we will definitely win." Guan Xuanji bared his teeth and patted his pectoralis major, smiling extremely happily.

Having made it this far, everyone at the Holy Path Academy is very satisfied except for Mo Yong. Being able to get a job as a teacher, their fighting spirit has somewhat faded. This was keenly noticed by Mo Wen.

The main reason for this situation is lack of confidence in one's own strength, thinking that it is impossible to win, and choosing to lie flat.

Guan Xuanji was the only one who trusted Mo Wen unusually. He felt that he could still win and where he could go would all depend on the captain's fighting ability.

The other people also hurriedly complied. From now on, they will have to beg for food under Mo Wen. The rewards have not been given yet, so they must give some face.

Looking at his seven teammates, Mo Wen smiled slightly and sighed that the people he trained were better, at least not so oily.

"Everyone, let's go!" Liu Erlong's figure appeared at the end of the corridor, waving to everyone with a smile. The eldest sister put on light makeup, giving her mature temperament.

Wearing a fiery red slim-fitting robe with a wooden hairpin on her head, she exudes an elegant style and is sure to become the focus of the audience.

The two looked at each other and smiled. Mo Wen took the lead and walked towards Liu Erlong, walking side by side to the competition venue, with the team members following closely behind.

For some reason, Mo Wen always felt that he had forgotten something, maybe it was not important and he didn't care.

In the hotel, Ning Qing was lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. Suddenly she felt a little cold. In her sleep, she pulled the quilt and covered herself in it.

The competition takes place in the square in front of the Pope's Palace. In order to accommodate the competition held every five years, a spirit fighting arena was specially built.

When not in use, it can be retracted and turned into an ordinary square. When needed, the thick walls can be pulled out layer by layer and turned into viewing seats.

The floor tiles around the Soul Fighting Platform are all movable. As long as the floor tiles are removed, the circular Soul Fighting Platform will be exposed.

When Mo Wen came to the door, he actually saw the captain of the Star Luo Royal Academy, named Larzi, a martial soul flame mad lion, a level 46 attack type soul sect, who could fight evenly with Lei Li who was two levels higher than him. , extremely powerful.

After a few days of observation, Mo Wen also found that the soul masters of the Star Luo Empire had a kind of bloody temperament compared to those of the Tiandou Empire. They were able to face enemies two levels higher than him without falling behind. This should be due to their proficiency in martial arts. National style.

Not knowing why the enemy would specifically wait for him, Mo Wen crossed Liu Erlong and came to Larzi, looking directly at him.

"Hey, it's finally here. I thought you were ready to surrender." Playing with the little golden lion in his hand, Larzi looked at Mo Wen, who was about the same height as him, with unusual arrogance, and his words were full of ridicule.

Naturally, Mo Wen wouldn't get angry because of these words. He looked at Larzi with calm eyes and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, "I hope you can still speak so energetically after the game. If nothing happens, don't get in the way."

"Haha, I also hope that your mouth can be as hard as your strength, although I don't know how those trash in the Tiandou Empire let you, a group of trash among the trash, enter the knockout round." Larzi put his hands in his pockets and bent slightly. His waist and head were almost touching Mo Wen, "You were just unlucky to have a bye in the first round, but you are not qualified to face our Xingluo Royal Academy.

If I were you, I wouldn’t come to the game today. Killing is not allowed in the competition, but fists and feet are blind. If you accidentally lose an arm or a leg, you can’t blame us. The Thunder captain from the last game But I almost broke my leg. "

"Bang!" He directly bumped Larzi away with his shoulder. Mo Wenniao didn't even think about the idiot in front of him. He was pretending to be cool. No one in the Tiandou Empire could pretend to be cool in front of him. Last time the avalanche happened He was kicked out of the gate of Holy Path Academy for causing trouble, who are you?

"gone."

After hearing Mo Wen's words, the team members ignored Larzi who looked extremely ugly and walked past him one after another. When Liu Erlong passed by, he glared at the young man. Contra's mental power almost frightened the young man. .

When they arrived at Wuhun City, the referee was replaced by someone from Wuhun Palace. A cardinal stood on the ring and gave a pre-match speech, "Today, the first game is between Star Luo Royal Academy and Holy Dao Academy. Now please Players from both sides take the stage.”

Under the leadership of Mo Wen, the other six people from the Holy Path Academy, except Lian Zhu, followed behind and boarded the soul fighting platform.

Opposite him, Larzi, who was just deflated, was full of rage. He eagerly led the team members onto the stage, and even made a special gesture of slitting Mo Wen's throat.

"When you feel like they are about to kill you, jump off the Soul Fighting Platform quickly and pay attention to your own safety." As they walked, Mo Wen gave special instructions. He was the one who led them to Wuhun City. If If something goes wrong, I will feel sorry for myself.

Facing a powerful enemy they had never encountered before, everyone nodded solemnly. They could still live if they lost the game, but if they were disabled, their whole lives would be ruined. Everyone could still tell the difference between the seriousness and the seriousness.

Arriving at the center of the ring, the two sides were ten meters apart, in a one-one-two-three formation, and the referee began to slowly back away.

"Captain of the Holy Path Academy, Mo Wen, level 42 assault type soul sect." He was slapped in the face, but Mo Wen didn't ask for more advice.

"Hehe..." Larzi smiled slightly, licked his lips, and said proudly, "Captain of the Star Luo Royal Academy, Larzi, a level 46 attack-type soul sect!"

"Beep~, the game begins!" The cardinal walked to the edge of the ring and blew the whistle, using his soul power to amplify his voice to ensure that everyone in the audience could hear it.

"The sky and the earth are eclipsed!" Mo Wen unleashed his ultimate move at the beginning, covering the whole place. Two yellow, one purple, and one black soul rings appeared. Mo Mei unsheathed himself and charged towards Larzi in front of him.

As soon as the ten-thousand-year soul ring appeared, the whole place was in an uproar. We have seen many ten-thousand-year soul rings, and there is one in the fourth ring. It is really the first one.

"Kill Mo Wen for me. Aren't you the number one genius in Tiandou? I will destroy you today." Showing his two yellow and two purple soul rings, Larzi came with three soul sects to surround Mo Wen. Apparently he has done enough homework.

The first soul ring and the third soul ring lit up at the same time. His hands turned into sharp claws, and his fingertips were wrapped with flames. His whole body was filled with red light. Larzi was ready to resist Mo Wen's sword, and then counterattacked to complete the decisive blow, "Come on Let me see what you are like on your first day in Tiandou!"

"The fourth soul skill, breaking the army!" The black soul ring flashed, and Mo Wen answered Larzi with action. The black eyebrows in his hands also glowed with black light, with an additional 50.00% armor-breaking attribute, and soul power surged all over his body. Swinging the sword with all his strength, the scabbard swept sideways and hit Larzi's waist.

"Ka! Ah!" Larzi paid the price for his youth. Mo Wen's powerful and heavy sword was not something that the Soul Sect could resist. The bones made a cracking sound, and his waist was hit hard. The person immediately lay on the ground unable to move.

Swordsmanship is a killing skill. During the Tiandou competition, Mo Wen always used restraint to fight. Facing Larzi, who didn't know the heights of the world, he no longer held back. Only by going all out can he win a first-line victory.

The three soul sects who came to help saw the captain fall before they could reach him. However, none of them cared about Larzi. Instead, they looked at him with disdain and attacked Mo Wen one after another.

Ink-colored sword energy surged within the area enveloped by the eclipse of heaven and earth, forming a net of heaven and earth to block the three of them, while also helping Qu Yuling and the others who were six against three.

Sensing the danger contained in the black sword energy, several people used their physical strength-increasing or defensive soul skills, one thunder, one ice and one agility attack, to break through the defense line and release their fourth soul skills.

The soul power was consumed rapidly. Mo Wen didn't want to waste time. The longer he held on, the more disadvantageous it would be for him. He jumped up with all his strength, dodged the soul skills of the three people, cut out a sword energy in the air, forced the displacement, and came to the three people. behind the person.

With one strong attack, one control, and one agility attack, Mo Wen prepared to kill the agility attack system with the worst defense and defensive capabilities first.

Feng Wu's Six Illusions were used, and he instantly got close to the agility attack type Soul Sect. A golden light flashed in his eyes, and the mental shock shocked Crispy Skin's body. He sent a powerful and heavy kick directly out of the field, leaving no chance.

Then he dodged to avoid the control of the Ice Controlling Soul Sect, and while the other party was using his soul skills, he controlled two sword energies to slash directly at his knees.

A series of operations made Mo Wen slightly panting. Standing three meters away from the two of them, he suddenly felt a chill under his feet. When he lowered his head, he saw that his feet were actually frozen, and his brows instantly furrowed.

"Hehehe..." The Ice Controlling Soul Sect, who was half-kneeling on the ground with his injured knee, couldn't help but laugh out loud. He kept looking for opportunities, and finally used his second soul skill to control Mo Wen the moment he relaxed, "You This slippery loach has finally caught you, let me see how you hide now. Go ahead, kill him!"

Continuously releasing the second soul skill, the thick ice reached Mo Wen's knees. At this time, the thunder soul sect had already reached in front of him. The third soul ring lit up, with thunder and lightning on his fist, and aimed at Mo Wen's head. Call.

With soul power wrapped around his hand, Mo Wen forcefully caught the punch with his left hand. Fortunately, the punch was not as strong as expected. Taking advantage of the opponent's old strength, he struck the Thunder Soul Sect's chest with a sword with his right hand.

After repelling the opponent, Mo Wen saw that four out of six of his teammates had been eliminated and only one enemy had been replaced. He immediately controlled the black sword energy in the air and chopped the ice on his legs with force. He didn't care if he was dripping with blood. He hurriedly Use the almost stagnant soul power in your legs to restore the feeling in your feet.

"Ha, your leg is injured. I see you can fly again!" The Thunder Soul Sect's chest was rising, but the game was still going on. Despite the pain, he rushed over again, "The fourth soul skill, Thunder Eagle!"

"Humph." Mo Wen laughed angrily. At this moment, the remaining ice on his legs was melted by the soul power. With a little movement, he chopped up the Thunder Eagle with one sword. Fengwu Liuhuan used it again and came to the Thunder Soul Sect. In front of him, Baguazhang slapped him on the stomach, and then ducked away, leaving the ice-controlling soul sect who had exhausted his soul power off the stage.

"Poof." The Thunder Soul Sect spurted out a mouthful of blood. His Dantian was hit, and he lost control of his soul power. He exited the spirit-possessed state and fell to the ground like Larzi.

After dealing with the four soul sects, Mo Wen hurriedly met up with Qu Yuling and Guan Xuanji, who were still struggling. The young man was already stained.

It took only 2 minutes to regain the eclipse of heaven and earth, and Mo Wen defeated the last enemy with the help of two teammates.

"Beep~, Star Luo Royal Academy vs. Holy Way Academy! Holy Way Academy wins! Congratulations to Holy Way Academy for advancing to the semi-finals!" The referee blew the final whistle and announced the result of the game.

After the whistle sounded, Liu Erlong immediately rushed to the stage, supported the panting Mo Wen, and turned on the eclipse for five minutes, and then kept turning on the ten thousand year soul skill. The consumption was really too great, and the most important thing was on his legs. Injured.

With a distressed expression in his eyes, Liu Erlong looked at his stubborn brother with a slight complaint, and all his words turned into a sigh. He directly picked up Mo Wen sideways and walked towards the audience, "Let's go, God of War, let's Go get some treatment first.”

"Sister, I can still walk, please let me down." Mo Wen, who was sweating profusely, had a red face. If he hadn't just played a game with all his strength, it would be hard to explain the problem with his face.

But Liu Erlong obviously didn't listen to Mo Wen. He hugged him forcefully and walked all the way to the hotel.