The Peerless Tang Sect’s Tianxin Douluo

The figures of the two teenagers gradually left the dormitory building, and downstairs of the dormitory, the rickety old man looked at their leaving figures, a curious light flashed in his hazy eyes.

[The young master of the Haotian Sect? It's interesting, let me take a look. 】

Then the old man disappeared, leaving only a deck chair creaking in the wind.

As the two of them arrived at the Soul Fighting Arena, it was night time and there were not many people there. A mentor who was nearly forty years old frowned as he looked at the medals of first-year students on the two of them.

"Are you a new student coming to the Soul Fighting Field?"

Normally, you have to be at least a second-year student to come to the Soul Fighting Arena to spar with someone, but if it's a fight, as long as both parties agree, there are actually no restrictions.

Huo Yuhao nodded, and Wang Dong snorted unconvinced.

The teacher didn't say anything more: "You need to pay ten gold soul coins for the soul fighting arena, which will be paid by the loser. As for what bets you make in private, we won't interfere."

Huo Yuhao nodded, and Wang Dong said unhappily: "The bet, okay, if you lose, get out of the dormitory."

Huo Yuhao looked at Wang Dong with a disdainful smile on his lips: "Then if you lose, you will have to leave the dormitory hygiene to you until you drop out of school. Is that okay?"

"Humph, I will never lose!" Wang Dong was obviously extremely angry. "If I win, I will definitely let you get out of the academy!"

The two came to the spirit fighting arena. Although there were few people there, there were still many spectators looking at them curiously.

I didn't expect that a new student who had just entered school and hadn't started classes would actually come to fight for spirits. It was really fun to watch.

The referee teacher came to the center of the soul fighting arena: "The thirteenth-level soul master Huo Yuhao challenges the twenty-first-level great soul master Wang Dong. The loser will pay ten gold soul coins. Are you ready?"

Huo Yuhao and Wang Dong both nodded, and the referee then said: "The game begins!" Then the martial soul possessed him and quickly left the battlefield.

Possessed by Wang Dong's martial spirit, a pair of blue butterfly wings instantly opened, and the colors at both ends of the forewings continuously changed from dark blue, azure blue, and light blue.

The entire wing surface is like a string of bright halos embedded in the blue sky, forming a V shape, bringing light to the world.

The entire wing surface is like white waves rising on the blue sea. Its color and pattern are very spectacular, purple-blue. The entire wing surface is like a string of bright halos inlaid in the blue sky, sometimes deep blue, sometimes azure, sometimes Light blue, the white Manchu text on the wings is like inlaid jewelry, shining and very charming.

Some discerning viewers have already recognized that this is the most beautiful butterfly soul beast in the legend, the goddess of light, Butterfly.

And as the martial soul possessed him, two soul rings, one yellow and one purple, emerged. This was a match that surpassed the best soul ring ratio.

It also deeply shocked the other students who were watching.

Huo Yuhao's expression did not change, and he was not even possessed by a martial spirit.

Just one hand moved forward slightly, and his fingers stretched out to hook Wang Dong provocatively.

Wang Dong gritted his teeth, his face flushed, and he was very angry.

Then he flapped his wings suddenly and flew towards Huo Yuhao quickly.

"If you can force me to use soul skills, I will lose."

The light words resounded throughout the spirit fighting arena. Wang Dong became even more angry when he heard the words, and his flying speed suddenly increased by a knot.

Wang Dong's first soul ring lit up, and he activated his winged guillotine, forming sharp golden edges on his wings, crossing them in front, and slashing towards Huo Yuhao at the same time.

But in front of Huo Yuhao, a thin soul barrier lit up, and the cross of the winged guillotine was directly blocked in front of him, causing little ripples in the air but not making any progress.

In fact, this is the second martial soul, the ability of the soul, the wall of the heart.

Huo Yuhao's eyes were glowing with fluorescence and a hint of golden light. He stood on the spot and looked calmly at Wang Dong, who was attacking with all his strength.

Munn on the side narrowed his eyes slightly and observed this scene carefully [The soul ring did not light up, so no soul skills were used, then this? Create your own soul skills? Such a powerful self-created soul skill? Interesting little guy. 】

"I will defeat you within three moves." Huo Yuhao said again.

Wang Dong gritted his teeth and could no longer suppress the anger in his heart. The light of his second soul ring lit up, and he activated the thousand-year soul skill Light of the Butterfly God with all his strength.

On the blue wings, the golden light patterns burst out with intense brilliance like small suns that were ignited.

These light patterns are all concentrated on the front wings, and the golden light patterns on the two wings shine brightly at the same time.

At this moment, under Wang Dong, two soul-power palms appeared silently, fiercely grabbed Wang Dong's legs and dragged them towards the ground.

"Hey!" Wang Dong couldn't help but exclaimed, and then the butterfly wings vibrated subconsciously, and the light of the Butterfly God that had been accumulated flew around the field.

Huo Yuhao was not harmed at all, and even the scattered aftermath was completely absorbed by Huo Yuhao's soul barrier.

"It's the second move. You still have a chance to strike one last time." Huo Yuhao said calmly.

Wang Dong was originally hesitant to reveal his last trump card, but the second soul skill he originally wanted to hide, Light of the Butterfly God, had been exposed.

But listening to Huo Yuhao's calm tone, anger burned in his heart for no reason.

Suddenly he couldn't care about anything, he shouted loudly, shook away the soul power palm that grabbed him, poured almost all his soul power into his wings, and dived quickly towards Huo Yuhao.

When he was about to approach Huo Yuhao, the butterfly wings dissipated and were replaced by a black hammer in his hand. With the force of breaking through the air, he struck Huo Yuhao with all his strength.

It is the second martial spirit, Haotian Hammer.

When Huo Yuhao saw this, he still acted like he had everything under control. He said coldly: "The third move, it's time to end."

Huo Yuhao was seen moving forward with one hand, his soul power attached to the palm, and he directly grabbed the Clear Sky Hammer that was hitting with all his strength.

With Huo Yuhao's soul barrier as the center, the surrounding ground collapsed inch by inch, covering half a meter, but the ground under Huo Yuhao's feet did not change at all.

To be precise, there is a wall of heart, but no one can see it.

What everyone saw was the blue light of soul power glowing in Huo Yuhao's hand, and then he caught it lightly.

Not only that, not even the body trembled at all, and the ground beneath his feet was not harmed in any way.

Unless the wall of the heart is directly broken, as long as it exists, any form of attack cannot cause damage or influence to the wall of the heart.

Even physical shockwaves are directly canceled out.

This also resulted in the shocking scene in front of me. The Clear Sky Hammer, which had been known as the No. 1 offensive spirit for thousands of years, could not even force out the spirit skills of a spirit master.

Then, as Wang Dong's soul power was overdrawn, Huo Yuhao took advantage of the situation and directly swung it up and smashed it on the ground.

With all his three moves, Huo Yuhao couldn't move even half a step. The blow to his confidence, the overdraft of his soul power, and the impact of the physical blow made Wang Dong black out and pass out.

"Winner, Huo Yuhao!" Huo Yuhao nodded secretly, and the next plan can begin.

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