Douluo: My spirit is the earth

On the ring made of white stones, a young man wearing silver armor was lying on the ground in a large shape. His hands were still shaking slightly.

It seems to be saying that I am okay, I am not dead yet, and I have to keep fighting.

Cong Ying said in a cold voice, "Okay, I just demonstrated to you 36 assault techniques, [-] dodge methods, [-] key attacks, and [-] combat strategies. I believe everyone has seen it clearly. Now let's start the two Are there any opponents you want to challenge for the two-match match? If not, I will arrange it by name!"

An Yichen was lying on the ground and had almost recovered from his strength. This level was similar to that of Elder Ju's battle. After one fight, he felt completely refreshed and could go to replenish his demons every day.

He tilted his head slightly on the ground and looked down, and just in time to see those smiling eyes, An Yichen couldn't help grinding his teeth. Like father, like son, the same goes for Healy, the son of the commander of West Germany. So hateful!

He endured the physical discomfort and slowly raised his hands. His throat had been locked twice just now, and he was still speechless. He could only say, "Hoho~hoho~"

Then the expression on An Yichen's face completely froze, because the hand he raised was stepped on the floor by a foot. It didn't hurt at all, but his heart felt a little cold. This was so inhumane. Bar?

puff!

Someone in the audience couldn't help laughing, and a chain reaction started in an instant. Even with Cong Ying's intimidation, all the students laughed.

An Yichen looked at Healy fiercely, it was this guy, it was this guy who laughed first, good, he remembered, he is a hateful person!

"Since no one stops, I'm going to read the names. Ayton vs. Mota, Chen Lu vs. John Woo, Ling vs. Wen Hao, you six come on stage!"

After saying that, the black shadow flashed, and Cong Ying had already arrived under the ring. Two strong young men who looked like calves walked onto the ring. The corner of An Yichen's mouth twitched. If he was lying down from above, he would probably be killed by these two. Is this guy going to be crushed?

He stood up with difficulty and came to the audience. He glanced around and finally found Meng Shan who was watching the excitement. He staggered over and said, "Teacher, didn't you agree to take me with you?" Go for treatment?"

Mengshan nodded seriously and said, "You have no injuries, just a little pain. These techniques are good, I have seen them almost enough, and I will be more measured when I take action."

The expression on An Yichen's face turned petrified little by little, and he struggled repeatedly for many times. Even during the battle, he carefully analyzed Cong Ying's words. He thought that Cong Ying was really teaching them combat experience. Was it to teach Meng Shan?

The two of them had reached some kind of agreement unknowingly. The agility-attack soul saint would test his limits first, and then he could let go?

Teacher Mengshan, you are so kind. Are you afraid of crushing him to death with excessive force?

An Yichen was silent for a moment. Just now, he almost had his defense broken. These old guys in the academy were really a bit annoying, but after thinking about it for a moment, he understood their intentions.

A titled Douluo and two Soul Saint teachers in the academy would definitely not be bored and torment him all day long.

If we were to face Elder Zhan Ju in the Pope's Palace, the purpose was to open his bones and tendons and to train his ability to withstand blows.So now the two teachers are training his ability to withstand pressure, escape and dodge.

Seeing this, Elder Ju really valued him. The other party was a titled Douluo after all, so he had a few free days and couldn't keep an eye on him.

Strictly speaking, the instructors in the Wuhun Palace are not as good as the Wuhun Academy. They have specializations in the arts. The strong ones in the Pope Palace may be a little stronger, or they may be better at handling things, but in terms of teaching ability, the teachers in the academy are better. a little better.

Even the teachers of Hu Liena and the other three were sent by the academy, but the routes of the three of them have been finalized. Under normal circumstances, one instructor is enough, and there will be no problems if there are titled Douluo.

But now, strictly speaking, his training direction has not yet been finalized. He has control, can attack hard, and has sufficient agility attack speed. Only then does he need to enter the academy to practice and polish in many aspects to improve all aspects of his strength.

"What's wrong, kid? Are you autistic after being beaten?" After Mengshan finished speaking, a gleam flashed in his bear eyes.

An Yichen glanced at the hill next to him. This guy was his full-time teacher, and he still worked in the Academic Affairs Office. He had really misjudged this guy before, and there was a lot of evil hidden under his simple and honest appearance.

Now he has figured it out. Elder Ju will definitely not arrange for the two teachers to teach in person. It is very likely that he will give an order to the teaching chair here, and then the teaching chair will make the arrangements, and the teaching chair is this big man. !

Although this teacher Cong Ying looks more sinister, he is very sincere in his words and deeds. He does not look like a cunning person and would not think of punishing him deliberately. Both of them were deceived by this guy in front of them!

In other words, I was deceived by him and his professor!

What a hateful father and son, they can compete with Sid Healy and his son!

The problem is that the guy in front of him is as strong as level 72, and his father is a level 84 Soul Douluo, which is beyond his ability to deal with. Even the commander of West Germany is a soul emperor in the level 60s!He also can't do anything to the other party, so his goal becomes clear instantly!

An Yichen suddenly turned his head and looked into the crowd. Among the many students, even though every one of them had regular facial features, Healy was still so outstanding that he was even more handsome than him!

Under such high training pressure, he always found some activities to relieve the pressure. At this time, his blue eyes began to rotate, thinking about how to cause trouble for Healy.

"Boy, are you okay?" Mengshan's eyes flickered, he wouldn't have spoiled it so quickly, would he?

The father and son have united the front as never before. They discussed many ways at Bingzhuye, and now they have only implemented the first one.

He also hid it perfectly, but as a result, the other party was almost ruined. Isn't this kind of character good?

An Yichen pondered for a moment and then said, "I have already felt Elder Ju's good intentions. When I get back tonight, I will come and thank you."

Meng Shan's eyes widened, what do you understand?Has it been seen?

He turned his head and glanced at Cong Ying standing in front of the ring. This guy was still in the dark. His performance before was even more flawless. How could he be seen out?

"Why are you going to talk to Elder Ju?"

An Yichen smiled slightly and said, "It's just a personal matter. I won't bother the teacher. I can handle it myself."

After saying that, he turned to look up at the ring. He didn't need to care about these people now. He just had to wait and see Healy's strength!

At the same time, there was a hint of worry in An Yichen's eyes, and he reached out to touch his cheek. Elder Ju was very concerned about his cultivation. If he was a normal core disciple, he would not think about it so much, but now his face He is wearing a mask, which is a bit intriguing.

And before coming to the academy, Elder Ju had told him not to use martial arts and soul skills.