Peerless Douluo: Blood of the Black King Nidhogg!

Chapter 25 Overriding
Seeing that someone had accepted the challenge, the male teacher who was the venue maintenance and referee announced,

"The soul fighting begins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Xun launched an attack impatiently. He danced with the gun in both hands, stepped on the ground and rushed forward, with the tip of the gun shining with cold light piercing Mo Yuan.

Possessing a martial spirit like the Dragon Pattern Spear that allowed him to reach level 22 at the age of eleven, there must be a considerable force or family behind him, and the spearmanship must also have been passed down from generation to generation.

A gun shot straight at Mo Yuan, with a sound of breaking through the air, but Mo Yuan dodged it calmly by leaning sideways. Seeing that the gun missed, Yang Xun shook his wrist and the force was transferred from the end to the tip of the gun.

He combined his waist and horse into one and swept out with a spear. However, as expected, this speed was still too slow for Mo Yuan, whose bloodline had reached the S-level hybrid.

He just took a slight step and the tip of the gun brushed past his chest.

"Why hasn't he released his martial spirit yet? Does he think he can defeat Yang Xun without using his martial spirit?" Mu Jin frowned.

A proud genius is certainly likable, but being too arrogant will make people dislike him. In actual combat, arrogance and arrogance are often the cause of death for most geniuses.

After a few rounds of probing, Yang Xun saw that Mo Yuan not only did not use his martial spirit but also took him around like a dog for a walk. He could no longer suppress his anger.

"Arrogant guy! Do you think you can defeat me without using your martial spirit?!"

Mo Yuan easily dodged the incoming gunshot once again, took a few steps back, and gently stroked his wrinkled school uniform with a faint smile on his face.

"Did you see it?"

"Insanity!"

These words completely infuriated Yang Xun. He shouted loudly, and two yellow soul rings rose from the soles of his feet. At the same time, the first soul ring and the second soul ring were lit up one after another.

"First Soul Skill! Dragon Soul!"

"Second soul skill! Shoot to kill!"

Along with a slight dragon roar, the long dragon carved on the dragon-patterned spear seemed to come alive. The moment the iron-colored dragon shadow wrapped around the spear, Yang Xun's momentum suddenly rose!
"kill!"

Yang Xun roared, turned his waist and raised his hand, the force was transferred from the ground to his hand, then to the gun body, and finally to the tip of the gun!
With a loud shout, the tip of the spear stabbed fiercely at Mo Yuan. At the same time, the iron-colored dragon wrapped around the spear broke away from the spear and pounced towards Mo Yuan with a dragon roar!

"Isn't he releasing his spirit yet? What on earth does he want to do?" Mu Jin frowned, and she became increasingly displeased with Mo Yuan.

Reaching level 39 at the age of eleven is indeed incredible, but there have been several people like him in the history of Shrek Academy, but none of them is as arrogant as Mo Yuan.

And do you think you're a Soul Master? You think you can fight a level 26 Soul Master at full power without even using your Martial Soul?
The referee standing by was also unhappy like Mu Jin, but he was still prepared to rescue Mo Yuan. After all, the dragon soul released by Yang Xun's second soul skill was less than two meters away from Mo Yuan. If he was not careful, he would be seriously injured.

Facing the dragon soul that was rushing towards him, Mo Yuan suddenly said in a deliberate tone,

"I don't think I've ever said I'm a Soul Master."

Before he finished speaking, under the astonished gazes of Yang Xun, the students in the stands, and even Teacher Mu Jin, a golden light appeared in Mo Yuan's deep black pupils, and those dazzling golden pupils lit up in this fighting arena.

At the same time, four soul rings of yellow, purple, purple and black rose from the soles of his feet. The first soul ring was lit, and the ancient and mysterious dragon pattern bloomed silently.

Wherever I go, it is not vulnerable to swords and guns, not afraid of water and fire, and not subject to punishment by evil. It is a pure land that is not stained by dust.

Yan Ling · Dustless Land!
The wind began to flow at a high speed, forming a thin but indestructible barrier, and spread rapidly with Mo Yuan as the center. The dragon soul words that were originally rushing towards him were instantly weakened by several percent under the dragon power of the golden pupil.

Now, after being severely hit by the barrier formed by the Dustless Land, it can no longer maintain its form. With the sharp sound of the Dragon Spear colliding with the barrier, the Dragon Soul was completely defeated.

As the sound of the Dragon Spear hitting the Dustless Ground faded away, the Fighting Spirit Arena suddenly fell into silence. In the stands, except for Ning Tian and Wu Feng, who had long known Mo Yuan's background,
The other students all stared with wide eyes, mouths slightly open, and the word "incredible" written all over their faces. Even the three Soul Emperor-level teachers on the platform had this expression.

What did they see?
Mo Yuan is actually an eleven-year-old Soul Master!

The Soul Master whose second soul ring is a thousand years old and whose fourth soul ring is ten thousand years old!

How is this possible! If they can only imagine a genius with a Soul Power of 39 at the age of eleven, then what about a Soul Master at the age of forty at the age of eleven?

unimaginable!

If it weren't for the four soul rings under Mo Yuan's feet that were actually vibrating, Mu Jin would probably have suspected that she was dreaming!
"Wu Feng, give me a slap. Let me see if I'm still dreaming in the dormitory..."

Bai Yi stared at Mo Yuan in the center of the field with his mouth wide open, and at the same time patted Wu Feng who was standing beside him and looked unhappy but helpless towards Mo Yuan.

Wu Feng was stunned when she heard this. She had never seen anyone make such a strange request, but she still reached out and slapped Bai Yi in the face.

Snapped!
"Hiss! It's real!" Bai Yi gasped in pain, then muttered in a low voice, "Holy shit... is this a fucking human?"

Even the three Soul Emperor-level teachers looked like this, which made people doubt their lives. Yang Xun, who was Mo Yuan's opponent at the time, was not only shocked, but his clothes on the back were also soaked with cold sweat.

Sweating profusely...

Yang Xun was so exhausted that he almost couldn't even cry. He froze in place, staring blankly at the four soul rings that were slowly pulsating under Mo Yuan's feet.
The dim light emitted by the ten thousand year soul ring was like a sharp blade drawn from its sheath, pressing against his neck tightly, and he dared not move at all.

"How is it?" Mo Yuan asked calmly, and at the same time he retracted the spreading Dustless Land and turned to look at the other students not far away who were eager to challenge him.

"Why don't you all come together to save everyone's time."

"Not coming! Not coming!"

Upon hearing this, the students immediately shook their heads like rattles.
Are you kidding me? !

Are we fighting a Soul Sect? Or a Soul Sect with a ten thousand year soul ring?
unfortunately,

There are always conceited fools in this world who think they see everything. Suddenly, one of the students who were about to challenge Mo Yuan jumped out and shouted,
"What are you all afraid of?! Isn't it just a Soul Sect? If more than a dozen of us rush in, Mo Yuan may not be able to defeat us before his soul power is exhausted!"

"..."

The fighting arena fell into silence again, and countless eyes were cast on the student who jumped out and said this, their eyes full of pity.

That is care for the mentally retarded.

If it were an ordinary Soul Master, a dozen or so Great Soul Masters at level one or twenty might be able to defeat an elephant with their sheer numbers.

But is Mo Yuan an ordinary Soul Master? With a ten thousand year soul skill, he can directly fight them on equal terms.

Mo Yuan used his soul skill and they went to hell.

Hearing this, Mo Yuan couldn't help but laugh. He really didn't know how he could say such cowardly and brave words.

The other students who had long given up the idea of ​​challenging Mo Yuan also immediately moved away from that person, fearing that the blood would splash on them if they were delayed any longer.

(End of this chapter)