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

Chen Xiaojun narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly, "It's hard to tell his physical quality yet, but how high is his innate soul power?"

Ma Zhibin looked around and made sure that no one was present before he whispered, "9.4."

"That's really high." Chen Xiaojun said in surprise.

9.4, this value means that this young man's talent is extremely outstanding, higher than that of his brother Jianjun.

On the mainland, about 9 people awaken their soul power and become soul masters every year, but only a few can reach level or above. They are truly one in a million.

As for full soul power, it is extremely rare. Even in the best case, one appears every five or six years on average, which is one in a hundred thousand.

The young man on the ring was still shouting excitedly, seeming to be completely immersed in his own world.

Chen Xiaojun and Ma Zhibin in the audience fell into deep thought.

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The young Ma Liang stood proudly on the stage. He glanced at the audience around him and saw that no one came up to challenge him. A hint of displeasure appeared on his face.

He put his hands on his hips, frowned, and shouted to the audience: "My name is Ma Liang, I'm ten years old, and I'm a level 27 Great Spirit Master. Who among you wants to come up and play with me? You can't all be trash, right?"

This map cannon caused quite a stir among the crowd.

However, to Ma Liang's surprise, there was silence in the audience and no one responded.

He frowned, seemingly dissatisfied with the effect of his words.

Looking around, his eyes first stayed on the performance preparation area of ​​the Chen family for a moment, then he suddenly turned his head and pointed his finger directly at the group of students from Tiandou College, shouting provocatively: "Wow, it's you, a bunch of people, no one dares to come up?"

At this time, in a corner of the preparation area, Chen Xiaojun and Ma Zhibin were talking in a low voice.

Chen Xiaojun smiled slightly and said, "It seems that he is not stupid. He did not look for children of us masters first, but challenged others. He wanted to build up his winning streak first."

Ma Zhibin nodded and responded, "Of course. Although he is a bit stupid, he is not a fool. The brothers in your family are not easy to deal with."

"Then his character can still be saved!" Chen Xiaojun said thoughtfully.

Ma Zhibin's eyes lit up, and he asked anxiously, "Can you discipline him? If you can, I promise to give you full authority. As long as he is not disabled, you can come as you please. Just do a favor for my Ma family."

Chen Xiaojun hesitated for a moment and said slowly: "Let's take a look."

On the other side, Yu Zhengjun poked Zhu Wuneng next to him with his arm, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Hey, Wuneng, who is this? Is he a follower of the Chen family like you, a member of the Red Blood Horse family?"

Zhu Wuneng turned his head to look at Yu Zhengjun, then turned his gaze to Ma Liang on the ring, shook his head and said, "No, I don't know him."

His tone was calm, and he didn't seem to be very interested in this young man who suddenly appeared.

Yu Zhengjun nodded and didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he couldn't help but complain: "When we competed that day, you were just like him. You were really bad-mouthed."

Zhu Wuneng laughed loudly after hearing this. He patted Yu Zhengjun on the shoulder and said, "Ah, you wanted to win at that time, so you spoke without restraint."

"It's a tactical requirement, it's a tactical requirement, don't mind it!"

Yu Zhengjun also laughed after hearing this. This laugh made him feel that the distance between them was shortened a lot.

Yu Zhengjun was standing side by side with Zhu Wuneng at this time, and he was actually full of curiosity about Zhu Wuneng.

Ever since he lost the competition to Zhu Wuneng, he has always wanted to know more about this person.

That match was the first time he lost to an opponent who was younger and less skilled than him.

At this moment, he found that Zhu Wuneng gave people a very close feeling, and the two of them had a very good chat.

Today's Zhu Wuneng is completely different from the serious and even somewhat annoying image he had during the competition. Putting aside the tense atmosphere of the competition, he is actually a very easy-going person.

What impressed Yu Zhengjun even more was Zhu Wuneng's fighting style. His courageous spirit, flexible and varied use of tactics, and even psychological tactics are still fresh in his memory.

At the same time, the students of Tiandou Academy looked at Ma Liang on the stage with displeasure.

The lower grade students in particular were naturally unhappy because they were singled out and provoked by this arrogant teenager.

Finally, someone couldn't help but stand up.

"Lu Tai, go up and test his strength." A senior student said to a burly young man next to him.

"Okay!" Weng Lutai responded, then jumped onto the stage.

This arena is located in the center of the square. It is paved with large bluestone tiles to form a circular surface with a diameter of about two hundred meters.

It is a few centimeters above the ground, with only a step height difference, but at this moment it has become the focus of everyone's attention.

As Weng Lutai came on stage, the atmosphere suddenly became tense.

Weng Lutai stood on the stage, facing the arrogant Ma Liang. He calmly clasped his fists and introduced himself: "Weng Lutai, a level 26 defense-type great soul master."

As he spoke, he had already activated his martial spirit, the Black Armor Turtle, and a round black armor shield appeared in his hand, flashing a dark green light.

Ma Liang looked at Weng Lutai with a disdainful smile on his face: "Haha, a defensive spirit master, you know you're afraid of me, very good, very good."

Immediately, flames ignited in Ma Liang’s hands, and a pair of red flaming wings suddenly spread out behind him, flashing with brilliant light, like the momentum of a phoenix reborn from the ashes.

He shouted: "First Soul Skill - Sky Phoenix Explosive Fist!"

In an instant, Ma Liang's fist shadows swung out like a storm, and dozens of fist shadows gathered in the air, gradually forming a virtual shadow of a fire phoenix, rushing towards Weng Lutai with a fierce momentum.

The fist whistled with a shocking momentum, and the shock wave reached Weng Lutai in an instant, showing his amazing fist speed.

Weng Lutai's eyes were solemn. He took a deep breath and the Mystic Armor Shield in his hand suddenly spun. "First Soul Skill - Mystic Armor Shield Spin!"

As he shouted, the speed of the Black Armor Shield began to spin faster and faster.

However, when Ma Liang's fist hit the black armor shield, flames exploded instantly, and the powerful impact force caused Weng Lutai to retreat continuously.

He tried hard to steady his body, trying to use the black armor shield to dissolve the powerful attack.

After the smoke cleared, Weng Lutai looked up, only to find that the other party's figure had disappeared.

He was startled and looked around for any trace of Ma Liang.

At this moment, Ma Liang's joking voice suddenly came from behind him: "Big guy, I'm here."

I saw Ma Liang standing not far behind him with a smug smile on his face.

It turned out that when Ma Liang launched the attack, he had already used a move from his family's Fengwu Jiutian light body technique, called "Nihuang Xiangyunbu", to fly freely in the clouds like a phoenix and circled behind Weng Lutai.

Without waiting for Weng Lutai to react, Ma Liang launched another attack, "Heavenly Phoenix Explosive Fist"!

This time, his punch was even more powerful and hit Weng Lutai directly before he had time to turn around.

Before Weng Lutai could raise his black armor shield to block, Ma Liang's punch was too powerful and blasted him away, throwing him off the stage.

When he landed, Weng Lutai was covered in wounds and looked in a miserable state.

Ma Liang stood on the ring, head held high and chest puffed out, his expression revealing an unparalleled arrogance.

He grinned and shouted proudly: "Next, next."