Lord of the Three Shas of Douluo

Chapter 47 Respect is mutual

"You have lost." Wang Feng said calmly after stopping.

Yan froze on the spot, feeling the touch of liquid dripping on his neck, and retracted the fist that was rushing in front of him.

He gently wiped his neck with his fingers.

When he retracted his fingers again, he saw that his five fingers were dyed red.

Wang Feng naturally clicked on it. When Wang Feng rushed past Yan just now, he gently scratched Yan's neck with the magic blade.

A small wound was left on his neck to represent the victory of the game, but at the same time, he was not seriously injured.

After all, friendship comes first and competition comes second. There is no need for Wang Feng to become his eternal rival just because of this game.

"Ding, 007, congratulations on completing this mission." A mechanical voice suddenly appeared in Wang Feng's mind.

"Based on your performance in completing this mission, your second soul ring year will now be increased to 6000."

As the voice fell, Wang Feng felt that his second soul ring suddenly burst out with a powerful force.

In the next three seconds, his martial soul instantly swallowed up this sudden power.

Wang Feng's overall strength has been greatly improved.

Needless to say, the second soul ring was naturally raised to 6000 years old, and the soul power level was also raised to level 24.

Even his second soul skill has undergone some changes.

The place where your magic blade cuts will be forced to incorporate some evil energy, and the evil energy will continue to cause high damage to the target until the target dies or you take the initiative to take back this part of the evil energy.

Looking towards the stage, he saw that Yan had been in a daze and had not yet surrendered.

When everyone saw the wound on Yan's neck, they naturally understood that Wang Feng won this game after all.

Because if Wang Feng really wanted to kill him just now, Yan might have returned to Hehuangquan long ago.

Although everyone already knows the outcome of the game, the rules of the game are that only one party who loses the ability to fight or surrenders will be considered a traitor.

But Yan has yet to surrender, so the game is not over in a strict sense.

Yan stayed there for a few seconds, as if he refused to believe that he had lost. He still raised his right hand, clenched his fist and rushed towards Wang Feng.

At the same time, there was a hint of murderous aura in his eyes.

Wang Feng saw that Yan was still rushing towards him, and his eyes became fierce.

When the magic blade was withdrawn, it was summoned again.

Wang Feng also rushed towards Yan again.

When the two met again, Jian Yan's fist hit Wang Feng.

Wang Feng turned sideways to avoid the oncoming fist, and then the magic blade in his right hand slid directly towards Yan's abdomen.

A long scratch appeared on Yan's abdomen, and a little black mysterious liquid appeared in the scratch.

Yan ignored the pain from his abdominal wound and punched Wang Feng again.

But before his fist landed on Wang Feng, Wang Feng slashed the arm that was rushing toward him with another magic blade.

After Yan's arm felt the pain, he retracted it reflexively and hit Wang Feng's fist.

The scratch this time was deeper than the previous one, almost sliding to the bone, but strangely the blood did not flow out, but just lingered between the bones and flesh.

Yan has almost lost his fighting ability, but Wang Feng did not stop.

A few more cuts were made, each one almost cutting into the bone.

There is a saying that has always been circulated in China: "Respect is mutual."

Wang Feng ended the fight in the most peaceful way from the beginning, but Yan not only did not appreciate it, but also had murder in his eyes.

Since Yan doesn't choose to respect himself, why should he choose to respect him?

After a few more cuts, the scars on Yan's body were already terrible, and each part could reach 18 levels.

In the end, the teacher who maintained the order of the game rushed to the stage and stopped Wang Feng's violence.

(End of this chapter)