Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

At this moment, Shen Mengxin was completely trapped by the Evergreen Vine. She struggled and tried to get rid of the restraint, but to no avail.

Her heart was filled with panic and despair. She never thought she would be in such a situation.

She felt that her soul power was being rapidly absorbed by the ivy. At the same time, she also understood that she knew that she had encountered a monster and that she had been defeated.

But she didn't give up, she knew she couldn't surrender just yet.

If she chooses to surrender, the opponent will fight two against one. In that case, there is really no hope.

She clearly remembered Luo Zhenjun's eagerness for victory in his eyes before the competition.

Just persevere, to buy some time for Luo Zhenjun, even if there is even a glimmer of hope of victory.

It's a pity that she doesn't know about Luo Zhenjun's relationship with Chen Xiaojun. Even if she surrenders, Xiaoyi will not interfere in their competition.

Firstly, their competition does not require her intervention; secondly, she has absolute confidence in Chen Xiaojun.

"Is this soul skill still a thousand-year soul skill? It's more terrifying than a ten-thousand-year soul skill!" The host was already a little incoherent.

The audience was so surprised that they couldn't react. They stared at the fairy-like Xiao Yi and were shocked by her soul skills.

The audience looked at Xiao Yi with eyes full of surprise and awe. They were so powerful in this soul skill that this seemingly weak girl displayed that they couldn't believe their eyes.

"What kind of soul skill is this?!" They couldn't understand the power of this soul skill, nor could they understand the strength Xiaoyi showed. They just felt that they were deeply shocked.

"I just watched two men fight, and in the blink of an eye, things have changed like this?" Someone exclaimed. They were still marveling at the fight between Chen Xiaojun and Luo Zhenjun, but in the blink of an eye, Xiao Yi's soul Technology has changed the entire situation.

"Is this Young Siming? It's too scary." This is where we understand the meaning of the name Siming. This girl has powerful strength and terrifying soul skills. Her existence is as intimidating as the god of death. fear.

"What does this name mean?" They didn't understand the meaning of the name Shao Siming, but their eyes said everything.

"That's amazing. I declare that Shao Siming is my idol." Someone said excitedly. This was because they were impressed by Xiaoyi's strength and regarded her as their idol.

"This Young Master, with his long purple hair and eyes, is so beautiful! He is as beautiful as a fairy!" Even the girls were attracted by Xiao Yi's beauty.

Men and women behave differently towards Shao Siming, but their admiration and love for Shao Siming are the same.

They all thought that Shao Siming was a very powerful person, and her existence shocked and aweed them.

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During the battle, Luo Zhenjun faced the three figures transformed from the Nine Spiral Shadows of Chen Xiaojun. He was helpless and at an absolute disadvantage.

The only way he could think of was to compete with Chen Xiaojun in soul power. After all, his soul power was 2 levels greater than Chen Xiaojun.

The moment Xiao Yi's soul skill exploded, the entire soul fighting arena seemed to fall into silence.

While Luo Zhenjun was stunned, he suddenly saw Chen Xiaojun's eyes twinkling with stars, bright and blurry, and an invisible sword light burst out from his eyes.

The sword light was like a meteor streaking across the night sky, so fast that it was impossible to react.

"not good!"

The Star-Eyed Sword from the five major inheritances of the Chen family!

At the same time, I saw Chen Jianjun's left sword finger stretched out, and the blue sword energy contained in the fingertip was activated through the air.

It was as fast as lightning and extremely fast, causing a slightly sharp whistling sound in the air, like a spiral electric drill, tearing the air apart and causing it to flash through the air at extremely high speeds.

Luo Zhenjun only had time to activate the "Third Soul Skill - Fish Scale Protection", but the sword energy directly penetrated his defense like a broken bamboo.

He was hit by the sword energy, and his body flew backwards as if hit by a giant hammer.

Unparalleled sword finger! One word Zen!

This process is like when Chen Jianjun was defeated by Chen Yanwu Churu Yiyi.

It can be seen that Mr. Chen Xiao is somewhat familiar with the special skills inherited by the Chen family. In recent years, apart from the Nine Yang Divine Art and one or two Nine Yin martial arts, most of his energy has been focused on the original inheritance of the Chen family.

He has always understood that the inheritance of the Chen family is the foundation and foundation of his foundation.

After Luo Zhenjun fell to the ground, although he was not bleeding or injured, he still had a splitting headache and was languid on the ground.

In the end, the duel between Chen Xiaojun and Luo Zhenjun ended in an unexpected way. The audience applauded and cheered for this wonderful duel, expressing their appreciation and respect for the battle.

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"I declare that Young Master Siming wins!" the host roared excitedly. This competition was unexpectedly exciting. His voice echoed in the spirit fighting arena, and the whole place was boiling.

Xiaoyi loosened her grip on Shen Mengxin, and Shen Mengxin felt a sense of relief welling up in her heart.

She felt that her will had become a little fuzzy just now, as if she had just escaped from a nightmare.

She blinked, and instantly she felt like she was back in the human world, and the despair and panic she felt just now disappeared instantly.

Xiaoyi slowly put away the everlasting ivy, she gently helped Shen Mengxin up, and then walked towards Chen Xiaojun and Luo Zhenjun together.

There was a wonderful sense of satisfaction in her heart, which came from her control over powerful strength and her confidence in her abilities, and also because Chen Xiaojun defeated Luo Zhenjun relatively easily.

At this time, Chen Xiaojun carefully helped Luo Zhenjun up at the same time, "Brother Zhenjun, I'm offended. How is your health?" He asked with concern.

Luo Zhenjun shook his head and replied with some dejection: "Master, you have been merciful. My head just hurts a little. I just need to take a rest."

His heart was filled with doubts and astonishment. He knew how powerful Chen Xiaojun was, but he didn't expect that he would defeat him so easily.

"??? Young Master?" Shen Mengxin was shocked by Luo Zhenjun's words. She knew that they must have known each other before, otherwise Luo Zhenjun would not have such a fighting spirit, but she did not expect that the relationship between them would be like this?

"Let's go to the private room. You can have a good rest." Chenxiaojun and Xiaoyi helped them walk towards the VIP aisle. Their steps were light and calm, as if the fierce battle just now was just a passing cloud.

"Master, I want to ask, how many levels of combat power did you use just now? Is there five levels?" Luo Zhenjun asked with difficulty. His heart was full of desire and curiosity. He wanted to know the true strength of Lord Chen Xiao.

Chenxiaojun smiled and did not answer.

But his eyes conveyed a message that could only be understood but could not be expressed in words, which made Luo Zhenjun sigh in his heart: "The young master is still so perverted. After not seeing each other for three years, it is even more unfathomable."

"Master, for the past three years, I have always thought that I was a little close to you, but now it seems that I still have a long way to go." Luo Zhenjun sighed, feeling a little bitter in his heart.

Shen Mengxin looked at the figures of Chen Xiaojun and Xiao Yi next to them. They were as dazzling as bright stars.

Shen Mengxin was trapped in a tree vine just now. She didn't know how Luo Zhenjun was defeated, but Luo Zhenjun was also a well-known genius in Hanhai College, and he was definitely second to none among his age and level.

But judging from his current words, she felt that she was too far behind this young master named Da Siming, so she stretched out her hand and held Luo Zhenjun's hand tightly to convey some of her information and mood.