Douluo: I'm Really Ordinary

Jiang Cheng and Bai Che left the Soul Fighting Stage and happened to arrive at the meeting point agreed upon by several people to meet Cao Feng.

"It looks like we should win."

"Fortunately, my opponent was only a level 14 control-type soul master. There was no way he could break through my defense. Then I used an umbrella and stabbed him off the stage."

Cao Feng shook his arm, "Don't mention it, fighting spirits can indeed improve a lot of combat experience. I decided to come here every week in the future."

"Well, it seems that I will be very busy in the future. I just have to fight a personal battle. I'm over."

Jiang Cheng took the number card he had drawn and hurried to the Ninth Soul Fighting Platform, where his opponent turned out to be Wang Bin.

"Okay, this is a friendly match."

Wang Bin: "..."

One minute later, Wang Bin was knocked out of the ring by Jiang Cheng, with a wry smile on his face.

"I was unlucky today. First, I accidentally slipped off the stage in the Soul Fighting Arena, and then I was swept by you in the personal battle."

Jiang Cheng patted his shoulder.

"It doesn't matter. If we come again tomorrow, we can still play two games."

"Too."

At about one o'clock in the afternoon, the seven of them arrived at the meeting point at the agreed time.

Mo Yan and Yang Mei laughed the most. They both won the individual battle and the double battle. It can be said that they made a lot of money, and they went to a restaurant soon.

Shao Jiang lost the single battle, and the opponent was a level 19 pressure boss. It was difficult to win.

Mo Yan even suggested directly.

"Forget it for today. Wait until tomorrow. The seven of us can form a team to fight. The number of soul battles every day cannot be wasted."

"Anyway, there is no loss if you lose, and you can make another profit if you win!"

Everyone was a little silent.

Bai Che said.

"It's not that I don't want to, it's just that we haven't practiced together. If we want to fight in a team, we need tacit cooperation among teammates."

"Yeah, what if your needle accidentally pricks one of our own?"

Wang Bin accidentally spoke his mind.

Mo Yan rolled his eyes and looked at Jiang Cheng, "I want to hear your opinion."

"I have reservations."

Jiang Cheng shook his head.

"It's your first time here, don't worry. We can try to get used to it when we go back to school for practical classes. There's no need to show off now."

Mo Yan stamped his feet, "How will you know if you don't try it? At worst, it will just be a mock battle..."

"Cough cough."

Suddenly, Cao Feng interrupted Mo Yan and said in a deep voice.

"I'm sorry, as far as I know, team battles are only open to great soul masters above level 21. It's useless for us to discuss it now."

Silent.

Mo Yan almost vomited blood.

"Okay, let's go. Let's all come back tomorrow. No sneaking away."

Everyone nodded and took a taxi back to school. When they saw the classmates playing in the playground and the girls reading quietly next to the pavilion, they felt a sense of discomfort.

The warm atmosphere of the spirit fighting arena can still affect them now. Without comparison, there would be no gap.

The next day, after having an early meal, the seven people set off as agreed and came to the Soul Fighting Arena of Tiger Roar City.

Jiang Cheng drew 3 lots and watched the battle in the waiting area with Bai Che.

Another person who got the 3rd lottery was in the waiting area opposite Jiangcheng. At this moment, he ran out and pulled the clothes of an old man eagerly.

"Grandpa, Meng Rong and I have won 12 consecutive games. Just stay here for a few more days!"

The old man whose clothes were being pulled was dressed in plain clothes. He looked close to his sixties, but he was still in good spirits.

At this moment, when he looked at the cute little girl, he could only blow his beard and stare.

"Don't talk about 12 consecutive wins, even if you have 99 consecutive wins, you still have to go back with me today."

"I have official duties when I come out this time. If you hadn't pestered me, I wouldn't have brought you out."

"Since you have finished drawing lots, we will set off back to Fengjian Sect immediately after the battle, otherwise there will definitely be a commotion on the other side of the sect."

"OK then."

The little girl knew that her efforts would be in vain if she continued to pester her. She nodded dejectedly and returned to the waiting area.

"Hey, this child seems to need more training. We should arrange for a few more sect geniuses to compete with her and let her temper her temper."

"It's just the rules of this spirit fighting arena..."

The old man shook his head secretly. In a huge spirit fighting field, he didn't find a pair that could fight.

Over there, Jiang Cheng didn't realize that he had met a powerful opponent, but after being reminded by the staff, he and Bai Che came to the Soul Fighting Stage.

The host is a middle-aged man in formal attire. He is already in high spirits and excited at this moment.

"Among the following combinations, one of them is the Clarity combination. So far, they have won one."

"As for the other team, I believe you don't need to say more. They are the Qingshuang team that has won 12 consecutive victories!"

"Wuhu!"

The audience was buzzing with excitement, and some people had even prepared glow sticks and exclusive stickers, which read "Qingshuang Group is invincible" and "I love you".

Jiang Cheng was dumbfounded. When he arrived at the Soul Fighting Stage, he first found that there were many people in the auditorium, almost all the seats were occupied.

Then there’s the host’s words——

12 consecutive wins? !

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath and patted the trembling Bai Che on the shoulder.

"Hold on, we have met our opponent."

"Okay... I will try my best."

Bai Che was almost scared to tears.

"Let's invite both sides to the stage."

Accompanied by countless cheers, two girls in blue dresses appeared.

The girl on the left pouted, but bowed slightly and said proudly.

"Jiang Qingyi, martial soul Purple Ting Sword, level 19 attack type battle soul master."

The girl on the right has a slightly calmer expression.

"Wen Youshuang, martial soul shadow, level 18 agility attack type battle soul master."

"Wow, the Qingshuang combination is invincible!"

The audience became even more excited.

Jiang Cheng's face was complicated. At this point, he could only bite his head and hit him bloody.

"Jiang Cheng, Wuhun Sword, level 16 attack type battle soul master."

Bai Che also took courage, "Bai Che, left eye of martial arts, level 14 auxiliary soul master."

Jiang Qingyi curled her lips dissatisfied.

"It's the last game, and we haven't arranged anyone who can fight. It's this low-matching combination again."

Wen Youshuang also showed a smile.

"Same as before, the battle will be resolved within 1 minute."

"No, this time I'll deal with two by myself, otherwise I won't have a lot of fun."

Jiang Qingyi had a stubborn look on his face. The moment he turned his head, purple lightning flashed on the sword blade in his hand, and a smile appeared on his lips.

"I'll get rid of you first!"

"The first soul skill, thunder."

The purple sword in Jiang Qingyi's hand resounded with a thunderous sound, and the next moment, she seemed to teleport and attacked Jiang Cheng directly in the face.

Small teleportation +20% damage bonus!

At least ten people were defeated by her one move.

"Wind Shadow Kill."

Jiang Cheng felt the pressure and did not dare to be careless. He activated the soul power in his body. The sword blade whipped up a strong wind and collided with Jiang Qingyi's blow!

"boom!"

The two swords of Feng Lei collided, exploding a blue-purple soul power between the two of them.

Jiang Qingyi took two steps back, showing an expression of disbelief. To be precise, it should be a surprise.

"It's not bad, it's worth fighting with me."

"yes!"

Jiang Cheng didn't give her a chance to talk nonsense, he directly faced her and killed Feng Ying again!

"Thunder!"

With a bang, the two weapons collided again, but this time Jiang Cheng clearly hid his killer move.

"Feng Ying kills, two combos!"

"Shh!"

As soon as the blow landed, Jiang Cheng added another blow, Feng Ying Kill, forcefully knocking Jiang Qingyi eight steps away, just two steps short of being knocked out of the ring.

"Tsing Yi!"

Over there, Wen Youshuang, who had been preparing to watch the show, was suddenly startled and rushed to help.

"The first soul skill, darkening."

The next moment, as Wen Youshuang approached Jiangcheng, her shadow gradually disappeared, and her whole body became transparent, as if she had evaporated from the world.

Stealth state +30% speed bonus

"Hidden."

Jiang Cheng was slightly surprised.

At this moment, Bai Che, who was of no help to the battle situation, felt as if he had been beaten to death.

"The first soul skill, reveal yourself!"

Bai Che's left eye stared at the invisible Wen Youshuang, and then, traces of golden soul power began to outline circles of shadows on Wen Youshuang.

Wen Youshuang, who was originally invisible, was now forced out of sight due to the interference of Bai Che's soul power. She was still unaware of it.

"Youshuang, be careful!"

Jiang Qingyi hurriedly shouted after blocking Jiang Cheng's Feng Yingsha with two consecutive attacks.

"late."

Jiang Cheng decisively distanced himself from Jiang Qingyi, Feng Yingsha was in position again, and the whirlwind set off directly took Wen Youshuang out of the ring in one fell swoop!

An assassin who cannot become invisible is useless.

Until Wen Youshuang landed on the ring, she didn't understand how she was discovered.

"hiss."

Wen Youshuang was eliminated, and the audience was not calm, it was like a frying pan.

"You're done!"

Jiang Qingyi's little face was full of anger, and the purple sword in his hand was surrounded by thunder. It was also accompanied by the clear sound of thunder, and he displayed a sword skill that was completely different from thunder.

"Soul skill, Thunder Style!"

"Self-created soul skills..."

Jiang Cheng was shocked. No matter how stupid he was, he knew that the Jiang Qingyi in front of him was not simple.

The self-created soul skills may have been developed by herself.

Or maybe she comes from a big family and has been learning the family's own swordsmanship since she was a child.

"Fu Feng style!"

Jiang Cheng took a deep breath, completed the Wind Shadow Kill in an instant, and quickly adjusted the sword's strength. A buzzing sound of wind lingered on the tip of the sword, and a large amount of wind attribute sword energy was fired out!

"boom!"

The moment the two collided, wind and thunder surrounded them, like a lake, exploding large ripples of soul power.

"Bah."

The two of them flew out. Jiang Chengqiang couldn't hold on. He only felt sore and numb all over, as if he had been electrocuted and couldn't exert any strength. He almost fell off the ring.

Bai Che had quick eyes and quick hands and grabbed him. He was almost bounced away by the static electricity, but he still gritted his teeth and didn't let go, pulling Jiang Cheng up.

On the other side, Jiang Qingyi fell down smoothly and smoothly.

There are no unnecessary movements in the whole process, nor any expected reversals.

The entire Soul Fighting Platform was silent.

After two or three breaths, the audience burst into thunderous applause, accompanied by bursts of cheers.

PS: I'm a little out of shape today, so it's a little late