The Eternal Saint Master of Douluo

After eliminating Star Luo Royal Academy, Holy Dao Academy suddenly came into everyone's sight. Mo Wen, who eliminated four Soul Sects with his Soul Sect cultivation, became a star player, attracting everyone in Wuhun City and other academies. Pay attention to this unyielding warrior.

Especially Mo Wen's age, many people lamented that a peerless strongman who would suppress a generation was about to appear. Ordinary people were excited to see such a genius, while big forces felt uneasy.

But everyone's consensus is that this competition is not Mo Wen's era. With six soul master teammates alone, he cannot take away the championship from Wuhun Academy.

After his own treatment, Mo Wen's leg injuries recovered quickly. In the semi-finals, he faced four soul sect opponents and defeated them without too much difficulty. The Holy Dao Academy entered the finals for the first time in the competition. Make everyone happy.

Liu Erlong is even happier than her team members. Her younger brother is making a difference. No matter what, she is very satisfied with her progress so far. Entering the finals also means that her strategy of showing off her younger brother is about to be realized. She is smiling every day.

The semi-finals of the second half were the battle between Wuhun Team and Tiandou Royal Academy. Mo Wen also watched this game, and the situation that worried him the most emerged.

There are a pair of brothers in the Wuhun team. The Wuhun is the Coiling Dragon Staff. The two used the Wuhun fusion skill, the Holy Dragon Panzhu, to directly kill the captain of the Tiandou Royal Team. The whole battle only took 3 minutes, showing The absolute strength of the Wuhun team.

As Mo Wen frowned, the time came on the day of the finals. Wuhun City was extremely lively, and some stores had even hung banners to congratulate the Wuhun team for their victory. Everyone's face was filled with smiles.

When we arrived at the arena, the venue was packed, and the audience was whispering to each other and discussing their opinions on the game.

After the Holy Dao Academy entered the table, some people even made fun of them, which made Guan Xuan so angry that he almost started a fight.

As a disciple of the Pope, Hu Liena also came to the Soul Fighting Arena to watch the finals. With a pair of breathtaking eyes, she looked straight at the calm Mo Wen, which made Yan Jue, who was following him, get excited.

The final was arranged like a final, and the referee was replaced by a platinum bishop, an old man with a white beard, but his eyes were unusually clear.

"Welcome everyone to watch the finals of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition. First of all, let us congratulate the two teams that entered the finals. The first is the Wuhun Team!"

Seven members of the Wuhun Team stepped onto the Soul Fighting Stage. Everyone was high-spirited and dressed in gold and red costumes.

"Oh! Wuhun Academy is invincible in the world!"

"And the Holy Path team from the Tiandou Empire!"

Mo Wen led six teammates except Xu Yijie to the Soul Fighting Stage, but the cheers were almost gone.

"Mo Wen! Come on! You are the best!"

What Mo Wen didn't expect was that he actually had fans. He turned around and looked over and found that they were from the eliminated academy of the Tiandou Empire.

When Lei Li saw Mo Wen looking over, he gave him a big smile and gave him a thumbs up. Liu Sheng and Miaomiao next to him also waved.

With a slight smile, Mo Wen turned around and looked at his opponent with high spirits. No matter whether he won or lost, he would compete with style.

"Now, let us welcome His Majesty the Pope and Master Ning Fengzhi of the Qibao Glazed Sect to watch the game."

On the terrace on the second floor of the Pope's Palace, Bibi Dong walked out of the palace in a graceful and elegant manner, holding a scepter, followed by Ju Gui and two titled Douluo. Next to him, Ning Fengzhi was one step behind, appearing together with Chen Xin.

Everyone in the venue saluted Bibi Dong. Mo Wen also put his right hand against his heart and bowed slightly. Only Liu Erlong sat upright and motionless.

"Excuse me!" The beautiful Bibi Dongyu waved her hand and spoke with supreme majesty, "I would like to first congratulate all the outstanding soul masters and congratulate you for entering the finals. Wuhun Palace, as the organizer of the competition, specially Prepare a meditation technique as a prize for the winner.

You have worked hard all the way to get here, and you probably don’t want to leave with regrets. I hope you will perform well and show your brilliance to the fullest. "

After finishing speaking, Bibi Dong sat on the bench, staring at Mo Wen with her beautiful eyes, and said, "Sect Master Ning, the captain of the Holy Path Team seems to be from your Seven Treasures Glazed Sect."

"His Majesty the Pope, Mo Wen is the teacher of my little girl Rongrong, and also the elder of our Qibao Glazed Sect." Ning Fengzhi, who was standing next to him, looked at Mo Wen in the audience with pride and pride. He was so proud that he even reached the finals. .

"This son will definitely become a great person in the future. Congratulations to Sect Master Ning. The Seven Treasures Glazed Sect has a successor." Bibi Dongpi smiled, and when he saw Liu Erlong waving the flag of the Holy Academy, he directly used his soul power to compel the sound. line and sent a message to the captain, "Hit me hard and resolve the battle as soon as possible!"

The captain of the Wuhun Team on the stage quickly looked back and nodded.

"Thank you." Ning Fengzhi was reminded by Chen Xin beside him. He was not in the mood to talk to Bibi Dong and looked straight at the field. Now he just wanted to see where Mo Wen's limit was.

"Captain of Wuhun Academy, Kuang Lie, a level 49 soul sect, please give me some advice." Kuang Lie, nearly two meters tall, looked at Mo Wen with an unkind look.

Taking a half-step forward with his left foot, Mo Wen flicked the hem of his robe, full of momentum, "Captain of the Holy Path Academy, Mo Wen, level 42 Soul Sect, please give me your advice."

"Beep!!! The game begins!"

In an instant, everyone was possessed by martial souls. All the members of the martial soul team had two yellows and two purples, and the six members of the Holy Path Academy, two yellows and one purple, were a little helpless.

Mo Wen directly used the eclipse of heaven and earth. The fourth soul ring was always on, regardless of the consumption of soul power. Countless black sword auras attacked the people of the Wuhun team like a storm. The sword aura this time was obviously different from the past. different.

Mo Wen was not idle during the rest time. He extended the armor-breaking effect of the fourth soul ring to the sword energy. Although the consumption would be greater, the bonus to the attack power was extremely strong.

Even though they were possessed by the beast spirit, several members of the spirit team had their defenses broken. Their clothes were torn and there were several blood stains.

"Longquan, Longshan, use martial soul fusion skills." Possessed by the golden lin-armored beast, it violently carried the black sword energy, but even the second soul skill was used, and the defense was still broken. The Pope's order was in front of him, but he couldn't Keep your hands open and ask your teammates to make big moves.

"Yes." With bloodstains on their bodies, the two brothers Longquan and Longshan immediately put their martial spirits together and injected soul power together.

In an instant, a golden light burst out, and a coiled dragon column appeared on the soul fighting platform. A golden holy dragon with soul power looked up to the sky and roared, and rushed towards Mo Wen, who was controlling the sword energy.

The martial soul fusion skills released by the two level 48 soul sects have the attack power of high-level soul kings, and even the color of the sky and the earth cannot erase its color.

"Ha, have you used it?" Mo Wen was very satisfied when he forced out the opponent's martial soul fusion skill. He raised his eyebrows upright in front of his chest, injected his soul and mental power at the same time, and used the move he used against Liu Erlong. , slashed out with a sword, "Judgment!"

The golden sword energy collided with the golden dragon, becoming the third color in the eclipse of heaven and earth. The next second, golden light fell, the dragon shattered, and the slash disappeared in the air.

But the two people who were frozen after releasing the martial soul fusion skill were surrounded by several sword energies. The sword light flashed past, the soul power protective shield was shattered, and several streams of blood spurted out. The two people were thrown out of the field by the referee. If they didn't treat them quickly, , excessive blood loss will affect the potential.

Although the Long brothers were eliminated, Mo Wen's soul power was also consumed a lot. The combination of the disgrace of the world and the destruction of the army and the trial directly consumed two-fifths of his soul power. His teammates fought hand-to-hand with the four soul sects and were beaten frequently. Defeat and retreat.

"Ah! I want you to die!" The wrong decision caused his teammates to be seriously injured and eliminated. Furious and incompetent, he directly used his fourth soul skill, Golden Thunder, and blasted directly at Mo Wen.

"The first soul skill, Sword Guard!" Bamboo leaves fluttered, resisting the thunder strike. Mo Wen swung his sword forward, and every sword strike on Kuang Lie's body would break the golden unicorn armor on his body, and the entire body would be eaten. After mastering a set of sword skills, he fell to the ground and lost his fighting ability.

"Captain!" Qu Yuling shouted from behind.

Mo Wen looked back and saw that during the three minutes of his brutal violence, only Qu Yuling was left among the six teammates. Under the attack of the three soul sects, she also fell off the stage. For a moment, he Became a loner.

"Cross Slash!" Mo Wen's heart stopped as he unleashed an extremely powerful blow against the three soul sects. He kept dodging the three's flying soul skills as he tossed and turned, but his upper body was still tied up by a rope.

Cross Slash replaced one person, but the spirit of the soul sect opposite was a golden rope, and the forced control of the spirit skill bound Mo Wen's arms, causing him to lose his maximum attack method, and his eyebrows hung down by his legs. , the enemy is already close at hand.

"Without the sword, let's see how you fight!" The Beast Martial Spirit Soul Sect struck out with a powerful palm and came straight to Mo Wen's door.

"Bang!" During the crisis, Mo Wen raised one foot, caught the palm, then flew in the air, kicked the Beast Soul Soul Sect in the face one after another, and kicked him out of the field. The harm is not eating at all.

The holy martial arts includes more than just upper-body kung fu. Mo Wen has not given up on practicing lower-body kung fu. The all-powerful soul master is not just a joke.

"Ha!" He used all his strength to break the golden rope that bound him. Mo Wen raised his eyebrows like a god of war, but only he knew the real situation. After taking back the world, he now only has less than five points of soul power left in his body. One needs to be resolved quickly.

"Don't come here." The female soul sect with the Golden Rope Martial Spirit kept retreating. Even if she was beaten to death, she couldn't believe that five of her six teammates were killed by the person in front of her. She kept saying no with a panic look on her face.

"You can jump down by yourself, or I can help you fall down." Standing in front of the Female Soul Sect, Mo Wen's robes moved with the wind, and he said expressionlessly, his aura full of energy.

But the one who responded to Mo Wen was the female soul sect's sneer, "Hey, jump down, I think it's you who should fall. The fourth soul skill, lock the dragon! Enter, captain."

The gold rope wrapped around Mo Wen, and Kuang Lie suddenly jumped out of the ring behind him. The broken unicorn on his fist wrapped around Lei Lei, and he punched Mo Wen hard in the back.

"Pfft~" Mo Wen's blood surged all over his body. Unable to suppress it, he spurted out a mouthful of blood. He relied on the strength of Wanye Feihua to stay on the stage. He immediately broke the golden rope on his body and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth. Blood and sweat from the brow.

"Hahaha, I knew you were still too young to defeat the enemy without being thrown away! Save it for the New Year! Today's victory must belong to our Wuhun Academy!" Kuang Lie laughed extremely arrogantly, and his strategy of pretending to be dead was a great success.

Pulling away, Mo Wen hurriedly seized the opportunity to adjust his breath. He didn't have much soul power left, so he could only fight with all his strength.

His figure flickered, and he came in front of the two men in the blink of an eye. Mo Wen used his sword and feet simultaneously, still fighting fiercely and retreating steadily. He found the right moment and used his third soul skill for the first time, Feng Lei's sword, with a movement of movement. The sword knocked the female soul sect off the ring.

"Huh..." Breathing heavily, there were only two people left on the stage, Mo Wen and Kuang Lie. Neither of them were in very good condition. One suffered internal injuries, and the other had his armor broken and bloodshot eyes constantly gushing out.

Everyone watching the game did not expect that Mo Wen could actually reach this point. The low-level soul sect defeated several high-level soul sects, and he could be called the god of war.

Liu Erlong looked proud, but his eyes were full of worry.

Bibi Dong's expression was not very good. She really couldn't understand why a low-level soul sect had such a large soul power reserve.

"Next, I will use this sword to determine the outcome!"

Knowing that he was not in a good state, Mo Wen didn't want to drag it out anymore, and was about to kill Kuang Lie with a sword. Mo Wen stood on his chest, the ink sword energy surged, and the sky and the earth were covered with color. He locked the aura and slashed out with one sword, "Jue Nian Zhan!"

With a sharp energy that can break all things, the slash came in front of Kuang Lie in the blink of an eye. However, the young man did not panic at all. He raised his right arm without using any soul skills, but a golden shield appeared on it, and he caught the slash forcefully. It doesn't matter if the shield is broken.

"Soul bone?!"

"Hahaha, I didn't expect it. This is not the only one specially prepared for you. There is also a left leg bone for teleportation."

He jumped directly in front of Mo Wen and punched him while he was sick.

"Bang!" Mo Wen raised his eyebrows to resist. Mo Wen's soul power was almost exhausted. After all, he miscalculated. He didn't know that Kuang Lie was the grandson of the titled Douluo and had two soul bones at a young age.

Retreating and constantly pushing back, Mo Wen could only defend passively at this moment.

Everyone's hearts are in their throats, is the arrogant king finally going to be defeated?

"Take your first defeat and get out of the ring!" Thunder surged in Kuang Lie's palm again, and he slapped the Black Eyebrow Sword hard.

White light gushed out from his body, but Mo Wen took it back. It was really not worth it to expose his second martial soul for a competition. With a smile, he accepted his failure calmly, but in the end, he used all his energy Strength, mental impact.

"Bang, bang!" With two muffled sounds, Mo Wen's mental strength and soul power were all exhausted, and he passed out. The moment he fell off the ring, he was caught by Liu Erlong who rushed over.

Kuang Lie's eyes widened on the stage, and he once again lay face down on the soul fighting stage.

Bishop Bai Jin immediately stepped forward, touched Kuang Lie's neck, and found that he had just passed out. He immediately stood up and announced, "Kuan Lie from Wuhun Academy and Mo Wen from Holy Dao Academy lost consciousness at the same time, but Kuang Lie was on the Soul Fighting Stage. Mo Wen fell off the stage, so Wuhun Academy wins the championship!"

Under the spirit fighting stage, Liu Erlong held Mo Wen in his arms just as he had done after fighting at the Xingluo Royal Academy, but this time Mo Wen couldn't speak. He was constantly injecting soul power to warm his brother's meridians. She raised her head and glanced at Bibi Dong. The soul sent a message and left with the people from the Holy Path Academy without looking back, "I'll leave that irresponsible scumbag to you. I wish I had a younger brother now." '

The winner went on stage to receive the award, and the back of the Holy Path Academy looked so lonely, which was unexpected.

"Mo Wen! Mo Wen! Mo Wen!..."

Led by everyone in the Tiandou Empire, the audience kept chanting Mo Wen's name to show their respect for this unyielding warrior.

Mo Wen, who was in Liu Erlong's arms for a long time, opened his eyes. When he heard his name, a smile appeared on his pale face. It didn't matter if he failed. He just had to try his best. Five years later, he would come to this place again. place and become the only winner.