Spiritual recovery: I become stronger by collecting anger

When the girl with a high ponytail heard Qiao Ning's answer, her delicate face was filled with shock.

Qiao Ning was among the best in Lingwu University in Magic City, and he looked down upon geniuses like them, but such a proud and arrogant person greatly admired a person named Chu Feng.

"Is this Chu Feng really that strong?" the girl couldn't help but ask.

Qiao Ning also had a wry smile on his face and said: "He is not only strong, but more importantly, his operation is very..."

Before he finished speaking, the audience on the stage burst into an uproar.

boom!

Explosions and bursts of air resounded throughout the duel arena, the entire venue trembled, and the entire venue became filled with smoke.

call out!

Two figures shot out of the thick smoke. Immediately, Yun Jing stood up, and then stood tall and tall among them. Jiang Kuo stumbled, staggering for a few steps before he stabilized his figure, his eyes full of bloodthirsty. .

"Cough cough!"

Jiang Kuo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, with a faint murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Crackling...

The blood on the wound slowly flowed out, and the blood-colored thunder and lightning on his body became more blood-red, and the thunder and lightning on it seemed to be completely activated by Jiang Kuo's blood, becoming more solid, and slowly Slowly forming a bloody thunder armor, attached to his body, exuding bloodthirsty and violent aura.

"No, this guy Jiang Kuo is going out of control!" Luo Qingshan's expression changed, and he quickly wanted to stop him, but suddenly saw Yun Jing's calm and composed look on the stage, and chose to hesitate.

The sword wielder on the stage has not yet unsheathed his sword, and it is obvious that he has been able to attack Jiang Kuo with ease so far.

"Brother, there seems to be no problem with the guy who can be called Yun Jing." The girl with silver-white hair and a bun looked at Yun Jing with big watery eyes and said in surprise.

In the duel field.

Jiang Kuo's face became strangely pale, almost like a person who was about to die, but now he was not exhausted at all, but looked extremely violent.

Jiang Kuo opened his mouth, white mist came out of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice: "I originally planned to give you the moves from Chu Feng, but now I use them on you, it means that you did not lose unjustly. "

Yun Jing glanced at him indifferently and said calmly: "Get off the stage, you can't beat me."

"Hahaha, ridiculous!" Jiang Kuo moved his neck and sneered: "You are more arrogant than me, so you should die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his body turned into a bloody rainbow, passing through the arena and heading straight towards Yun Jing.

Facing this seemingly rapid attack, Yunjing sighed helplessly. The sword energy on his body was surging, his robes were fluttering, his index finger and middle finger stood side by side, move forward!

......

"It's over, where's the rescue team?"

"Hurry up and rescue that Yunjing. If you wait a little longer, I'm afraid he will be carried down."

"Oh my God, how dare he resist Jiang Kuo's attack with his bare hands? Is this life-threatening?"

"Didn't you see? That Yunjing even took back the thunder spirit energy attached to his body. He is obviously planning to die!"

"..."

Some of the people on the stage were shocked and some were speechless at his behavior. Isn't this just seeking death?

For a moment, the entire audience was in an uproar.

Chu Feng took a brief look at the specific auditorium, picked his nose, smiled evilly and said: "Tang Ya, prepare for the next round, this round is over."

Wang Xuan was also beside him. He nodded confidently and said, "Well, this round is over. Let's prepare for the next round."

The reactions of the two of them made Tang Ya confused, and her delicate face was full of confusion.

Hasn't this battle entered a fierce stage?

Why do you say it's over?

There seems to be some illogic in this?

After all, he was not very clear about Yunjing's strength. He only knew that he was very strong. After all, when he was in the Purgatory Tower, he was one of the few people who could enter the seventh floor.

Clang——

The sound of the collision of gold and stone resounded throughout the entire duel field, and with the powerful force dissipating, the spiritual crystals on the ground were crushed into powder, flying all over the sky.

Jiang Kuo's eyes were full of contempt and disdain, and when the sword energy on Yunjing's fingertips came into contact with his bloody armor, his face became even more mocking.

This blood-colored armor of mine is capable of shattering boulders.

Just relying on your mortal body, especially your fragile fingertips, you can't break it.

But the next second after the contact, Jiang Kuo's pale face was filled with shock, and a sharp breath was raging on his fingertips, as if the entire air was to be forcibly torn apart by that force.

Click...

Click...

The crisp shattering feeling sounded like porcelain throughout the entire duel field. In addition, all the people in the surrounding auditorium held their breaths. The sound of the bloody armor breaking was even crisper. In the eyes of everyone, it was indeed like thunder. , exploded in their minds!

At this time, there was only one thought in their minds.

How can it be!

The power of Jiang Kuo's armor, as spiritual warriors from Lingwu University in the Demon City, was obvious to all.

It was so broken!

boom!

A dull sound came, and the blood-colored armor on Jiang Kuo's body completely shattered, turning into little fragments in the air, and completely dissipated from the field of vision.

Plop.

Jiang Kuo looked shocked, his eyes were trembling, and he knelt on the ground in a daze, his eyes dull and empty, and countless crisp cracking sounds echoed in his mind.

How can it be?

Did you lose like this?

The defense that I was proud of was easily broken by this Yunjing.

At this time, Yunjing pointed his sword finger at Jiang Kuo's eyebrows and whispered: "You lose."

The whole place was in an uproar, and everyone's face was full of shock. Jiang Kuo lost, and he lost so completely.

Some people even didn't believe it and rubbed their eyes vigorously to make sure they didn't see anything wrong.

But the result was this, Jiang Kuo lost.

All the fighting madmen from Lingwu University in Magic City lost just like that.

An electric arc flashed across Yun Jing's eyes, and then he looked at Jiang Kuo, who was stunned, and turned around and walked off the stage, leaving only a dissipating figure behind.

At this time, Jiang Kuo suddenly stopped Yun Jing and asked, "Why don't you use a sword?"

Yun Jing turned his face slightly, and with the light of the setting sun shining on his face, his expression was obscured, and he could only hear a voice.

"You...are not worthy yet!"