"Boom—" Ye Wei came with a powerful momentum and azure flames.
The next moment, the students in class one of the third grade were dumbfounded and slapped! The Nether White Tiger just slapped Ye Wei, and Ye Wu was sent flying.
It can be clearly seen that the two front paws of the Nether White Tiger are covered with scale-like armor, which are the four battle armors of Wusiduo. The battle armor directly acts on the martial soul fusion technique, which is also well-intentioned .
The gap between the two sides was instantly narrowed and surpassed by the martial soul fusion technique. Ye Yu was slapped by this slap, and the eight blue battle armors on his body burst into light, releasing a mask, which barely protected him from being really injured. But he also looked horrified.
So strong!
This definitely surpasses the cultivation base of ordinary soul kings! It is indeed a martial soul fusion skill.
The Nether White Tiger took a graceful step in the air and attacked Ye Wei again.
Ye Yu didn't dare to touch him head-on, so he turned around and ran away.
The biggest problem with the martial soul fusion technique is the duration. It is his best choice to escape with super high speed and prevent the Nether White Tiger from catching up.
However, in the state of the Nether White Tiger, Wusiduo's speed was double that of the Nether Civet. More importantly, through the previous battles, Ye Yu's fighting style is powerful, but it also has disadvantages, that is, the trajectory!
A trajectory that cannot be greatly changed during the run.
Wusiduo had discovered a long time ago that during the running, Ye Wu could only make small adjustments to his direction of travel, but could not change direction, turn or even retreat substantially.
That's the price of super speed.
No matter whether she was in the state of white tiger or ghost civet before, she knew that the other party had this problem, but she couldn't keep up with the speed and couldn't catch it. But now it is different.
The Nether White Tiger turned around in an instant, and rushed towards a direction, and this direction was exactly where Ye Yu's trajectory must pass.
Kill!
Being able to become a top ten existence in the juvenile genius list, Wusiduo is not only strong in personal strength, but also absolutely not weak in combat understanding. Her brilliance was in class one, grade one, and even Tang Wulin couldn't completely cover it up. In terms of personal combat effectiveness, she has always been among the best.
When Ye Yu saw the Nether White Tiger appearing in front of him, he knew he was in trouble. As soon as he gritted his teeth, all the eight battle armors on his body rose with azure flames, his body jumped up, and he curled up into a ball, carrying the dazzling flames and the shield of the battle armor, and slammed into the Nether White Tiger brazenly.
Unfortunately, what he didn't see when curled up was that the Nether White Tiger was burning!
A layer of distorted but indistinguishable flames rose from the Nether White Tiger's body, and its body instantly became more illusory, but under the influence of the flame, the Nether White Tiger's eyes became extremely bright.
"boom-"
A violent roar exploded in the venue. The huge body of the Nether White Tiger disintegrated almost instantly, turning into countless streams of light, reunited into Wusiduo, and flew out backwards.
But her opponent was even more unbearable. The mask on Ye Yu's body was broken, and the whole person was blasted out like a cannonball, hit the protective cover of the sparring ring, bounced back, and hit the ground fiercely.
Wusiduo knelt down on one knee with a pale face, short of breath. The body trembled slightly. In the blow just now, she did not hesitate to burn the power of the Nether White Tiger to gain stronger combat power in an instant. She could feel that she should have succeeded.
Two white lights fell from the sky and landed on him and Ye Wei respectively.
Wusiduo only felt the warmth spread all over her body in an instant, and the strong feeling of weakness before quickly recovered, and even the backlash brought by the martial soul fusion technique was greatly reduced.
"Huh—" She took a long breath, and slowly stood up.
On the other side, under the white light, after a few seconds, Ye Yu barely raised his head and got up from the ground with support.
The light of the eight battle armors on his body was obviously a bit dim, and his whole body was also disheveled, with a trace of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth. Yes, even under the protection of the eight battle armors, he was still injured.
"Class One, Grade One, Wusiduo, win!" Elder Cai looked at both sides and gave the final result.
In fact, this match was a lose-lose situation for both sides. Although Ye Wei, who had eight pieces of combat armor, was knocked unconscious by that moment, in fact, Wusiduo had no strength to fight anymore. But a game is a game, at least Wusiduo didn't pass out. Win by a narrow margin.
Ye Yu's facial muscles were obviously twitching. Under the holy light of Holy Spirit Douluo, the injuries in his body healed quickly, and his physical strength also quickly recovered. He smiled wryly and gave a thumbs up in Wusiduo's direction, looking disheartened 's step down.
Wu Siduo frowned.
In fact, the opponent may not really lose. If you give everyone enough rest time, in a life-and-death struggle, you will definitely lose.
Holy Spirit Douluo's holy light can heal injuries and restore physical strength, but it can't solve the backlash of her martial soul fusion skill. It is impossible for her to cast the Nether White Tiger again, and Ye Yu, who has been healed, can continue to fight as long as he recovers for a while.
I am not strong enough, I have to become stronger.
But Wusiduo also firmly believed that as long as she was given enough time, in one or two years, Ye Yu would never be her opponent no matter what. It seems that it is really necessary to find a suitable second soul for the white tiger martial soul. Just like Yuanen Yehui.
Before she knew it, she had already regarded Yuan En Ye Hui as her goal.
Two consecutive victories, first and second grade United, two consecutive victories.
The students in Class 1 of the third grade were silent, but the side of the first and second grades had become a sea of joy.
There is a difference of three years in each grade! In this case, they were able to get two copies. In fact, they have earned respect in this exchange match.
Holy Spirit Douluo withdrew the holy light and couldn't help nodding his head slightly, "The new generation of children are really talented. The two twin martial souls have their own characteristics, and they will all have unlimited potential in the future. But why didn't you see Tang Wulin play?" She still has a very deep memory of Tang Wulin.
Chilong Douluo Zhuoshi, who was sitting behind her, said, "Wu Lin and Gu Yue should have played in the two-on-two match, and then played in the team battle."
Ya Li was a little surprised and said: "The last one-on-one, who was sent by the first and second grades? The little guy from the Holy Angel family?"
"It doesn't seem to be. It was Ye Xinglan who went out from the inner courtyard."
"Xing Lan? It's this girl. Let's see how far she has reached now."
Song Lin's face was a bit ugly, but she didn't criticize Ye Yu harshly. The loss in the first two games was really not because her student didn't work hard, or because the other party had too much luck. It's really a gap in strength.
With a difference of at least five years, Yuanen Yehui and Wusiduo were almost guaranteed to enter the inner court in the future, and they were able to beat their own students, and they were likely to become the leaders of the inner court in the future. But she was still unconvinced. It would be a shame if the third grade lost to the lower grades.
"Mo Jue." Song Lin's eyes lit up.
"I know. Teacher Song, don't worry, the third round will be won!" Mo Jue came to Song Lin's side at some point, proudly raising his cheeks.
Song Lin's face softened slightly, "Not only do we have to win this game, but we must not lose in every next game. It's time to defend the glory of Class 1, Grade 3."
Her voice was calm, but the students around her were all refreshed. Yes, it doesn't matter if you are talented, now, it's still the world of our third graders.
Mo Jue didn't jump onto the competition stage, but walked up the steps step by step.
"Mo Jue, it's Mo Jue who is about to make a move. Look, it's Mo Jue!"
In the audience, there was a burst of discussion among the students of all grades.