Douluo: My bluesilver grass is not serious

The impact of high dimensions on low dimensions.

Just like normal humans facing the tiger, the king of beasts, in the forest.

That fear comes from within!

Moreover, Meng Yiran is his own woman. Seeing that his opponents are about to attack in groups, how can he endure it?

He didn't care what the occasion was. During this period, Yun Feng thought very clearly that he had lost enough. Without affecting the plan, he would not allow those around him to be harmed in any way!

Under Yun Feng's strong pressure, the players from Barak Academy stopped almost at the same time.

Looking at Yun Feng, everyone showed horror.

Yun Feng's domineering power not only comes from her soul power, but also from his martial soul and his background of becoming a demigod.

Even though he was only the Soul King now, the aura he erupted at that moment made even higher-level soul masters look askance.

"This is a game, what do you want to do?"

A deep and cold voice passed into the field. If Yun Feng's voice was breathtaking, then this voice made people feel chilled all over.

Platinum Bishop Salas did not know when he had stood up from the VIP seat, staring at both parties in the venue with cold eyes.

At this time, the leading teacher from Barak Kingdom had also entered the competition venue.

His soul power was no worse than Yun Feng, and was even much higher, but looking at Yun Feng's domineering look, he felt a little guilty for some reason.

Turn around and salute to the VIP table.

"Master Platinum Bishop, please calm down. We just want to carry the students of our college down. We have no other intentions."

Salas said calmly:

"Please both of you remember your identities. Non-competitors who re-enter without the referee's permission will be immediately expelled from this competition."

The scene that was about to explode was suppressed, but the smell of gunpowder between Tiandou Royal Academy and Barak Academy undoubtedly became stronger.

Meng Yiran still stayed on the stage. Yun Feng whispered a few words to her as he passed by her, and then walked off the stage.

Balak Academy was obviously irritated. To the surprise of many people in the academy, the second opponent to take the stage was also a soul sect above level 40.

As soon as he came on stage, before the referee announced the start of the game, he had already released his martial arts spirit.

His martial spirit is very strange, it is like a flower.

Red flower center, orange petals.

"Sunflower."

Tang San frowned and directly called out this martial spirit's name.

Several people present have also learned it, so they naturally know each other.

Meng Yiran's second opponent is a soul master with a plant martial spirit.

The quality of Sunflower has exceeded that of ordinary martial arts, and it has strong restrictive abilities.

Wild sunflowers can release a peculiar smell that can make enemies incapacitated.

It is a strange mental toxin.

The sunflower is as hard as iron, and using it as a martial spirit can be used as a weapon in itself.

Poison and attack are equally important.

But who is Meng Yiran? He hangs out with Dugu Yan every day, and the title of Dugu Bo, Dugu Yan's grandfather, is poisonous.

In addition, my martial soul is inherently poisonous, so I am not worried at all.

But those who should be vigilant should still be vigilant.

She didn't want to just fall over like this.

After all, under the influence of Yun Feng and others, she is extremely competitive!

Seeing the four soul rings of white, yellow, purple and purple on his opponent's body, Meng Yiran's expression became serious.

And since her abilities have been demonstrated once, her opponents will definitely be on guard.

Of course she also knew about Sunflower.

Opponents with poison-type attacks are difficult to deal with, but she is not afraid of this.

After thinking about it for a while, Meng Yiran simply discarded all the thoughts in his heart. He held the snake spear in his hand and stared at the enemy in front of him.

"You have to pay the price for what you just did."

Although the second member of the Barak Kingdom is not tall, he is very strong, and you can clearly see the bulging muscles on his broad shoulders.

Holding a flower in this shape is really weird.

The referee reminded:

"Don't forget the rules of the competition. If you violate them, you will be disqualified from continuing to participate."

Meng Yiran and his opponent nodded at the same time, but neither of them showed any intention of restraining their breath.

"Game start."

Following the referee's announcement, the first soul ring of the student from Barak Academy suddenly lit up. The sunflower in his hand grew in the wind. In an instant, it had grown to one meter in diameter. The long stem in his hand also reached three meters. A few meters away, it suddenly transformed into a strange-shaped weapon.

With a wave of his hand, a thick yellow mist was released from the sunflower and shrouded directly towards Meng Yiran.

At this time, Meng still couldn't advance, so she had no choice but to retreat, striding back.

But despite this, I still smelled a faint floral fragrance.

The fragrance of flowers was very strong, even though it was just a hint, Meng Yiran immediately felt dizzy in his head.

At the same level, especially when the soul power of both parties is not too high, the poison soul master has an advantage.

As long as it is applied properly, it can limit the opponent to a great extent.

For the student from Barak Academy in front of him, from the perspective of the conflicting attributes, in addition to martial arts that specifically restrain toxins, only water and fire martial arts like Huo Wu and Shui Bing'er can restrain him.

There was a tightness in his chest, and Meng Yiran knew that the toxin had begun to act, so he quickly activated his soul power to suppress the toxin.

Her opponent did not pursue him either. There was a grin on his lips, and he flapped the sunflower in his hand, blowing the big cloud of yellow mist towards her.

The coverage area starts to get bigger and bigger. At this time, the first two soul rings on his body were already lighting up at the same time.

Obviously, one of his two soul skills is to enlarge the sunflower, and the other is this poisonous mist.

How to do?

Meng Yiran hesitated for a moment.

She knows that if she wants to defeat her opponent, she must rush into the opponent's poisonous formation with thunderous momentum and quickly finish the opponent off.

But will the opponent not be prepared?

He still has the third and fourth soul skills that he has not yet used. Without being able to close the distance, Meng Yiran's soul power was still enough to use his skills, but it was obviously not enough to get close to the opponent.

At this moment, Meng Yiran's eyes flashed, and he seemed to have thought of a way.

I saw Meng Yiran directly injecting soul power into his snake spear, then holding it high, using the acceleration of soul power to deflect it, causing the weight of the snake spear to change, making it top-heavy, and then under the influence of soul power Driven by it, it spins rapidly.

The snake spear rotated, with afterimages, directly inciting the wind in the venue, forcefully blowing the poisonous mist back.

Seeing that his poisonous mist was ineffective, and under the influence of the golden-red light, as the poisonous mist melted away, the Balak Academy member's soul power was also being consumed heavily.

He was so shocked that he had to use his third soul skill.