Douluo II: At the beginning, the evil soul master is bound to Electrolux

Chapter 125 Sword Spirit Spiritual Power [Ask for everything, this is a chapter that belongs to Ji J

Chapter 125 Sword Spirit + Spiritual Power [Ask for everything, this is a chapter that belongs to Ji Juechen]

When Qin Fang saw Cai Meier rescuing the so-called inner court geniuses, he ignored him and was not in a hurry, just picking up his inner armor.

Cai Meier finally saw that there was something wrong with Qin Fang's inner armor. It's all black with silver lines, huh? Could it be black grained silver steel? The weight of this thing is not light.

Cai Meier's eyes brightened and she couldn't help but ask, "Qin Fang, how much does your special inner armor weigh?"

Qin Fang smiled and said: "Four hundred and eighty kilograms." As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Fang regretted it. He was broken and was going to be taught by Shrek Academy. Isn't this slandering the enemy?
Cai Meier was surprised and kept this matter in her heart. After she completed the rescue, she asked the soul saints of the healing department to take away these students, and then she said: "Qin Fang, your second class is actual combat, actual combat with soul beasts. Let me see your cultivation..."

Cai Meier looked at Qin Fang's playful smile, paused in her words, and quickly added: "Qin Fang, the King of Ten Thousand Demons, the Snow Emperor, and, by the way, your other soul: the Dark Demon Evil God Tiger, are not allowed to take action. "

Qin Fang asked a lot and said, "How many years old can the spirit beasts in your Colosseum be?"

Cai Meier said: "Fifty thousand years."

Qin Fang leisurely held his head with both hands and whistled leisurely: "What if it is a fifty thousand year soul beast? I don't think there is any need for actual combat. It can't stand normally in front of me."

Cai Meier cursed, but when she thought of the scarlet hundred-thousand-year-old soul ring at Qin Fang's feet, it didn't sound like she was lying.

Cai Mei'er was speechless and said: "Then your class in the morning is over. You can move around freely, but don't cause trouble. Report to Mr. Zhuang on time in the afternoon. He will explain the essence of the healing soul master."

Qin Fang waved his hands, pretending to be mature, and said: "Shrek Academy students don't target me or insult me, and I won't do it for no reason. After all, they are a group of children."

Cai Meier: Well, you are obviously the youngest, right?

Qin Fang put his hands on his back, stepped into the library in the inner courtyard, and started spiritual detection. Starting from the first book, he frantically searched for the text information recorded in these books, and bound them into a book in the spiritual sea.

In a short period of time, Qin Fang was able to bind hundreds of volumes. Although this method was simple, it was a huge test for Qin Fang's mental strength.

When Qin Fang was binding three hundred volumes in his mind, he felt that his mental strength was weak, so he crossed his legs and began to practice to restore his mental strength.

Now, the academy disciples in the library will suffer. Fortunately, they are no longer practicing, but they still feel tightness in their chests, their eyes are scarlet, and the aura of the evil dark undead rushes straight into their minds, as if they are about to fall into the endless abyss like a faint demonic voice.

The tutor of Zangshu Pavilion noticed it immediately and quickly dispersed and treated the students here. Looking at Qin Fang in a black mist, his teeth itched with hatred.

"Crap, Qin Fang is here again."

"This kid is not done yet."

"Forget it, our mentor just held a meeting, please stay away from Qin Fang, this kid, he really dares to kill people."

Except for Qin Fang, there is no one else in the library.

After Qin Fang finished practicing, he turned over the book and read it again with great satisfaction.

Meng Hongchen, Xiao Hongchen and others were studying in their respective colleges. Although there were frictions between students and instructors, they were able to endure it.

The fighting spirit arena of Shrek Academy.

Ji Juechen stepped onto the free ring, his black sword murmuring softly, his sword intent pure, threatening to challenge all the geniuses of Shrek Academy. Not far from the ring stood a sign that read: Kick the children in the outer courtyard; punch the inner ones. Hospital baby.

Ji Juechen also blushed a little, but Qin Fangfei asked him to put this thing here, and he couldn't refuse it.

"Ah, I finally discovered that the black people in the Sun and Moon Empire are more arrogant than the last."

"Not even Qin Fang dares to say such big words."

"Can you bear it? I can't bear it." "I must step on Ji Juechen's big black face today."

The geniuses from the inner and outer courts were filled with righteous indignation and gathered together to start the arena match with Ji Juechen.

This fight was refereed by a titled Douluo-level instructor, who was afraid that Ji Juechen would play some dirty trick and cause disability or death to the students of Shrek Academy.

Title: Thunder Eagle Douluo, with a full beard and a purple robe, stared at Ji Juechen and explained to him: "This is a competition, not a life and death enemy, understand? If one party loses, or is about to lose, , I will shout stop, stop it.”

Ji Juechen nodded, as arrogant as a mountain peak, waiting for his opponent.

This group of students from Shrek Academy, after election and recommendation, determined the first inner court disciple to take the stage: Lei Ling, the sixty-third level soul emperor, martial soul: Thunder Eagle. This person is also the grandson of Thunder Eagle Douluo.

"Senior Lei Ling, teach him a lesson."

"Let him see how powerful our Shrek Academy is."

Lei Ling didn't dare to be careless at all. The feeling Ji Juechen gave him this time was very oppressive. When he stepped onto the ring, he could clearly feel the mountain-like sword intent, pressing down heavily, making him feel extremely sharp and heavy.

Ji Juechen stood there holding a black sword, and his whole body seemed to be condensed and covered with gray aura. His breath seemed to have completely disappeared, but a deep sense of crisis was introduced into Lei Ling's heart.

That kind of people! very scary.

Possessed by Lei Ling's martial soul, wings surrounded by thunderous light grew out of his ribs, and thunder flashed. There were two yellow, two purple and two black under his feet, and six soul rings flickered. The fifth soul ring flashed with light, a screaming sound came out, and the thunder chain turned into a spear, and struck out like a swimming dragon.

Ji Juechen moved, and his martial spirit was completely integrated into the sword in his hand, reaching the state where the human sword merged into one, and he stabbed out with one sword.

The sword spirit seemed to be screaming loudly, and merged with Ji Juechen's spirit. A special power was born, shattering Lei Ling's chains, bathing in thunder, and falling on Lei Ling with unparalleled momentum. between the eyebrows.

Lei Ling only felt the sharp edge of death. If Ji Juechen hadn't spared his efforts, Lei Ling would have died under this sword light. This sword is too strong.

Thunder Eagle Douluo even felt that even he would be injured if he was careless. The key is? From Ji Juechen's sword, he sensed a meaning similar to that of Mr. Mu's arrival in the world. this! Could it be that he created his own soul skill? How old is he?

Thunder Eagle Douluo couldn't help but feel a hint of relief in his eyes when he looked at Ji Juechen, and he said with great enthusiasm: "In the first round, Mingde Hall Ji Juechen wins."

From Ji Juechen's aura, one can sense that this person is very pure, as if he only has swords and fights in his eyes.

At this moment, the entire Shrek Academy's geniuses took a deep breath, their eyes filled with shock.

"How, how is it possible, instant kill?"

"We are both soul emperors, but he can actually kill him instantly?"

"Isn't he a genius from Mingdetang? Why doesn't he use a soul guide?"

Lei Ling! Lost!
This was hard for Lei Ling, who always regarded himself as a genius, to accept; with the strength of his martial soul, even if he was a level 68 soul emperor, he should not be defeated so quickly.

 Thank you brothers for reading.

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  I can only do two updates today, I'm a bit busy.

  
 
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