Douluo: Wuhun Soul Returning Fragrance, abducting Oscar

"It's a martial soul fusion skill, Nana, do we want to use it too?" Xie Yue withdrew the moon blade and was ready to go.

Hu Liena shook her head: "Forget it, our fusion skills are too lethal. I don't want to be deprived of the competition due to accidental killing."

Xie Yue scratched her head: "That's right, and we haven't practiced fusion skills for a long time, maybe we have completely forgotten about it."

Ever since Hu Liena followed Jiang Qingfeng and Xie Yue had a sweetheart, the two of them had never practiced their martial soul fusion skills, Yamei.

The martial soul fusion skill itself is very powerful, and when combined with it, it can explode into even greater power.

The fusion skill of the Dragon Master and the Snake Woman is the Dragon Snake Combination Attack. The two have a close relationship and have the same mind. Therefore, the power of a Soul Douluo and a Soul Emperor can be as powerful as a Titled Douluo.

The demon itself is so powerful that it explodes, but because the two of them don't care about each other, their fusion skills are probably more powerful than the fifth soul skill now, but not as powerful as the sixth soul skill.

Davis and Zhu Zhuyun have a deep relationship, and the power of the Netherworld White Tiger they use has exceeded the scope of the Soul Sect, and is close to the high-level Soul King.

Looking at the Netherworld White Tiger that was lame on one leg in front of him, Jiang Qingfeng still couldn't arouse any interest.

Although the soul power of the two people was not consumed much, Davis was seriously injured and one of his arms was almost disabled, which hindered the power of the martial soul fusion technique.

Zhu Zhuyun's situation was not much better. This Netherworld White Tiger was not a threat at all.

After dancing a stick flower, Jiang Qingfeng's soul power exploded, and he rushed out as fast as a bolt of lightning.

The Netherworld White Tiger couldn't capture Jiang Qingfeng's figure at all. Every time there was always a black shadow flashing past his sight, he waved his paws and suddenly took a picture, only to find that it was just an afterimage.

When he came back to his senses, the Netherworld White Tiger had scars all over its body, especially its forelimbs, which were areas Jiang Qingfeng focused on taking care of.

The Netherworld White Tiger was too large and bulky, and was like a living target in front of Jiang Qingfeng.

The dense and sharp attacks made it impossible for the Netherworld White Tiger to avoid. Coupled with Jiang Qingfeng's flexibility and speed advantage, the Netherworld White Tiger could only be beaten unilaterally and could not find a chance to counterattack.

He couldn't even see anyone, so he could only wave his claws randomly. The attack rhythm was obviously out of whack, and he was led astray by Jiang Qingfeng.

Jiang Qingfeng's incredible speed was something that few people present could capture, and only the leading teachers from various colleges had this ability.

Then there was a girl from Tianshui College whose eyesight could barely keep up with Jiang Qingfeng's speed.

The one-sided beating quickly exhausted the Nether White Tiger's soul and physical strength, which dissipated on its own. Davis, covered in scars, lay unconscious on the ground.

He is the leader of fusion skills, and he bears most of the damage. It is normal to fall into fainting.

Zhu Zhuyun's condition is similar to Davis's, but his injury is not that serious.

In the Star Luo Empire, their Royal Academy was a completely dominant force. Davis, who had a level [-] cultivation level, led Zhu Zhuyun to be able to arrogantly defy all opponents.

After leaving the Star Luo Empire and fighting against the Wuhun Palace, Davis and Zhu Zhuyun finally learned the truth that there are people outside the world.

Even if he used martial soul fusion skills, he still couldn't last more than three minutes in front of Jiang Qingfeng alone.

"Are we... so vulnerable?" Zhu Zhuyun murmured weakly, then fell to the ground and lost consciousness.

"The game is over!! The winner is Team Wuhundian!!!" As the cardinal finished speaking, the battle between the seeded teams came to an end.

The Star Luo Empire fought tooth and nail for five minutes, and then was wiped out. The Spirit Hall team entered the game in the same state they ended up in.

This made other colleges lament that Wuhun Palace was still strong, and the people it produced every year were at the dominant level, and their status was unshakable. Jiang Qingfeng has also come into public view. After all, he is the first person in the Fourth Ring of Ten Thousand Years in history.

When the three members of the Tiandou Royal Family's education committee found out that such a genius belonged to the Wuhun Palace, they were so upset that they died of anguish.

Mu De, why are the geniuses taken away by Wuhun Hall every year?

Not only Jiang Qingfeng, but the others are also awesome. There are seven people in a team, five soul kings and two high-level soul sects. Any one of them is a peerless genius!

Fortunately, Tianshui College's pity was no worse than theirs, and the three education committee members gave them some psychological comfort.

But it's different on Xingluo's side!

His own escort team was bulldozed by Wuhun Palace in five minutes and carried away early. This humiliation was not ordinary.

Outsiders only care about the duel between the two teams, but insiders are already ridiculing that the talents cultivated by the Star Luo Empire are not as good as those from the Spirit Hall.

As the ruler of half of the continent, a big country, the people raised by it are not as strong as the people raised by a power. This is extremely insulting.

But they dare to be angry but dare not speak out. After all, the facts are here. Being pushed flat for five minutes is equivalent to nailing their dignity to the pillar of shame.

The captain and the deputy captain were both willing to die rather than give in, and they saw their spirit of fighting to the end. They could only get a little psychological comfort from the spirit.

In the lounge, the leading teacher from Star Luo Royal Academy looked very gloomy and slowly walked towards Davis.

"His Royal Highness, there is bad news..."

"Just tell me, what did father say?" Davis was obviously mentally prepared in advance.

After all, if the eldest prince of a country is smashed to pieces in five minutes, it will have a great impact on the country, and his own evaluation will be reduced a lot.

"Your Majesty is very angry. This battle has disgraced the empire. Maybe your throne..."

At this point, Davis felt dizzy and almost fell off the bed.

What he feared the most had happened.

This was also expected, as his father would not allow a prince who was fucked to pieces in five minutes to succeed to the throne.

"It's okay. It's said that my good brother was eliminated in the first round. Although I didn't go to see it, I guess he lost even worse." Davis comforted himself, and the leading teacher had already left.

His words have not yet been fully reported. His Majesty has another instruction, which is to find His Highness the Third Prince and ask him to return and succeed to the throne.

Now that Davis has nothing to do with the throne, he will get closer to the third prince Dai Mubai.

But it was impossible for him to tell Davis about this.

Although Dai Mubai also lost, at least Shrek's reputation was not as good as that of Star Luo Royal Academy, and few people cared about the information about its members.

But none of them knew yet that Dai Mubai, the former playboy and third prince of the Star Luo Empire, had now turned into a big girl, the kind that everyone loved.

From a prince to a princess suddenly, if Dai Mubai's father knew about it, he would be furious.

In the second round, Wuhundian got a bye due to its strong strength, and Jiang Qingfeng once again fell flat.

On the other side, the Imperial Fighting Team lived up to expectations and crushed the Star Luo Empire's academy team, once again coming to the same starting line as Jiang Qingfeng. (End of chapter)