God Of Soul System

For the more wooden swordsmanship, Luo Ya returned with a smile.

"Roya."

"Very well, I remember this name. If there is a chance in the future, let's decide again."

Even more, the wooden sword eight put on the blindfold again, and after snoring, he ignored the captain who was present and turned and left.

The eight thousand streams of grass deer on the roof also took back the strange look of looking at Luo Ya, jumped down, and accurately fell to the shoulder of the more wooden sword, and left with the more wooden sword.

Luo Ya looked at the more wooden swords and left, yawned, rubbed his eyes, showing a bit of laziness, and did not see the way he had just experienced a big battle, rushing to the captains:

"You captains, if you have nothing, I will go first."

Royna was a little lazy, as if nothing had happened, and it was impossible to let the other captains next to them show their differences.

Although they have already heard of the name of Roya, and even know a little about Roya's deeds, many people are the first to see Roya himself.

Luo Ya's calm and calm, after the battle, the mentality quickly returned to calm, so that the hearts of the team captains, the evaluation has once again upgraded a grade.

The broken bee that had been attacked by arrogant disease at this time, and carefully observed Roya, could not help but find a place that made her feel a little scared. That is, Luo Ya’s uniform, the uniform of the school’s school uniform, actually No damage!

She was the fastest arriving person. Luo Ya and the more wooden swordsmanship collided with each other, and she was clearly aware of it. But when such a big battle came, Luo Ya was not injured, and even more. Roya's smack of clothes was not cut, which made her unbelievable.

At this time, the other captains who were present also noticed this. They all looked shocked and looked at each other and could see the shock in the other's eyes.

Although most of the captains present were high-spirited, no one dared to say that they had a big fight with the more wooden swords.

This guy is still a student, it is a monster!

The corpse of the soul is also a place where strength is respected. Whether it is the pressure of the show, or the strength of the battle with the more wooden swords, Luo Ya has reached the level of the captain steadily, so the team captains present are treated. Roya’s attitude is different from before.

Before Roya was a talented person, he was still a junior in their eyes, but now, although Roya still respects them as captains, no one will ever be above Roa.

"Well, you can go back. If you can, you can write a written report to the Thirteen Teams..."

Jingle Chunshui took a deep breath and slowly suppressed the vibration in his heart, responding to Roya.

"Okay, if there is time."

Upon hearing this sentence, Luo Ya smiled slightly, and after a moment, he walked over the fragmented street that was beaten and walked toward the direction of the Shinyang Academy.

After Roya turned and left, Jingle Chunshui stayed and asked about some of the ghosts of the ghosts, and the other captains, all with different expressions, turned and left.

After the captain left, on a street not far away, a figure came out from the shadow of the corner. He was the vice captain of the Wufan team.

Looking far away, his eyes flashed a deep taboo.

"I can actually face the team leader, and the blue dye captain is probably underestimating you..."

"No, I have not underestimated him."

City Maruyin’s self-talking speech was suddenly picked up by the sound coming from the side. The city’s Maru was first shocked, but immediately calmed down and turned to look at the blue dye that did not know when it appeared.

Blue dye is also looking at the distance, flashing a deep sigh in the depths of his eyes, saying: "That should not be his true strength."

"No, it's true."

The city's pill silver is not like a fake color, saying: "The confrontation with the more wooden captains, such power, is not really strong, is it a bit too exaggerated."

"The battle between the gods of death is the battle of the spirits. You should be very clear about this, silver."

The blue dyed sounds open, and the twilight said profoundly: "The battle just now, although I came a bit late, I still noticed a few details."

"Oh?"

City Marubeni is a pair and listens to the expression of the words.

Blue dyed with his hands, as if recalling what he saw just now, like explaining to the city's pill silver, and as if talking to himself, said: "The first point, the number of high-order ghosts he released, and his exposure The strength of the pressure does not match."

"There are no fewer than ten high-level ghosts released before and after, and most of them are abandoned. The sophistication of so many high-order ghosts should be enough to completely exhaust the pressure of his exhibition. At least he will consume most of his spiritual pressure, but his spiritual pressure has not shown any signs of instability and overdraft from beginning to end."

Having said that, Blue Dye paused and continued: "The second point is that during the whole battle, he never deliberately erupted his own spiritual pressure, but has always controlled himself with a fine manipulation. Spiritual pressure."

"What is wrong with this?"

City Marubeni asked.

Blue dyed looked at the city's pill silver and said: "Do you not understand? So let's just say it... In ordinary battles, precisely controlling your own spiritual pressure is a way to reduce the pressure consumption, but who will be When I go all out to fight, I also precisely control my own pressure?"

"That is, he just didn't go all out!"

City Maru Yin took a breath of cold air and only felt a chill in the back.

Blue dye nodded and said: "So I judged that his true spiritual pressure is at least twice the pressure of the spirit he is showing now."

"With this kind of pressure, then his sickle..."

City Marubeni picked up his eyes and asked a very important question.

Blue dyed looking at the front, revealing a thoughtful look, said: "This is also the problem I am considering. First, he has mastered the use and understanding, and the solution is the ability to increase the pressure class, the second... He did not have a liberation sickle, and it was the same as the more wooden sword. The exhibition was completely under his own pressure."

"If it is the former, then there is nothing, if it is the latter..."

Having said that, Blue Dye shook his head and did not go on.

After a few breaths, the blue dye looked at the city's pill silver and said: "It's almost time to go. Although there was some accident at this meeting, it didn't matter. As a protagonist, you can't be late. After that, I will It’s time to call your city’s captain.”

"Compared with the blue dye captain, I am the captain of the Sanfan team... No, it should be said that all the captains of the 13th team of the court have not claimed to be the captain."

The city’s pill, who is about to be promoted to the captain of the Sanfan team, does not have any emotions such as pride. Instead, he touches the back of his head and smiles at the blue dye.

The blue dyed version of the city's pill silver is still somewhat useful. After a smile with a gentle expression, it jumps and flashes, disappearing into the street with the city's pill.