Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 685 Where did they get this old scallion from?
The Soul Master, the representative of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, has also taken the stage.

The soul tool he had created in the previous three hours was a long-handled battle sword. It was designed for close combat.

His sword was about the same length as Chen Ping's rapid-fire cannon, with a blade about two feet long and the rest being a handle as thick as an egg. Holding the broadsword, he stood on the stage, exuding a certain imposing presence.

As the soul master who created this sword, Zhao Shouze from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce was very confident in himself, and his eyes flashed with disdain when he looked at Chen Ping.

He didn't believe that this so-called electromagnetism technology had much destructive power. He didn't even think that a soul tool, which couldn't even be injected with soul power, was a soul tool.

He believed that Chen Ping's soul tool was nothing but a publicity stunt. Its fancy manufacturing method and the fact that it was powered by lightning were all just gimmicks. He thought it would shatter at the slightest touch when they fought.

Ye Yulin looked at both sides and said in a deep voice, "Say your names and prepare for battle. I want to emphasize that this match is a fight to the death, and will continue until one side admits defeat or loses the ability to fight. If you are no match for them, admit defeat as soon as possible to avoid injury."

“Cai Xukun”.

Chen Ping's words were chilling and cold, brief and forceful.

"Aodu Chamber of Commerce, Zhao Shouze."

"start."

As Ye Yulin's body soared into the air, the entire match officially began.

This is not a "formal" "sparring" like the All-Continent Youth Advanced Soul Master Elite Competition, but a real life-or-death struggle, so naturally there are no protective measures.

Therefore, there are naturally no protective barriers around the competition venue.

If you are accidentally injured or killed while watching a game, no one will be held responsible.

Zhao Shouze lightly touched the ground with his toes and rushed towards Chen Ping. Six soul rings, three yellow and three purple, quickly rose from his body, revealing him to be a six-ring Soul Emperor.

With a swing of his broadsword, a dazzling golden-red flame ignited on the blade, its light soaring into the sky.

Chen Ping curled his lip, and even lost the will to seriously fight this guy. Compared to the students of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy, who, although they were given drugs, had a solid foundation and powerful soul ring combinations.

The guy in front of me, who doesn't even have a single ten-thousand-year soul ring at the sixth ring level, is the real idiot soul master, a genuine medicine pot, whose soul power level was all artificially inflated.

Compared to him, Chen Ping, who relied on cocktail therapy and acupuncture, seemed like a greenhorn, and didn't dare to tell the other person that he could administer drugs.

Therefore, Chen Ping silently released his optimal soul ring combination of two yellow, two purple, and two black rings after being disguised by Huo Yuhao, and then looked towards the private room of the Aodu Chamber of Commerce, his lips moving slightly.

The people from the Aodu Chamber of Commerce read what he said aloud, and their faces turned pale and then red.

Chen Ping said nothing more than a simple question: "Where did you get this old scallion from?"
When the audience saw Chen Ping's six spirit rings, which were now in the best possible configuration, a commotion immediately broke out.

Those in the audience saw Chen Ping's spirit ring, and Zhao Shouze on the stage naturally saw it as well.

Look at them, and then look at the color of my own spirit ring—how pathetic! My once indomitable spirit instantly vanished.

Although his momentum was somewhat suppressed by Chen Ping's spirit ring, Zhao Shouze's pace was not slow, and he quickly rushed across the halfway point. He swung his broadsword and slashed it towards Chen Ping. Instantly, a golden-red blade light drew a stunning rainbow, spanning more than forty meters, and slashed down towards Chen Ping's head.

Its imposing presence seemed to cleave the entire competition stage in two.

The air instantly became scorching hot. Zhao Shouze's longsword was quite sophisticated. Don't underestimate it just because it's a melee soul tool; it contains as many as nine core magic arrays.

With various enhancements, the power of his enhanced flame blade is now very close to that of a level seven melee soul tool. Moreover, its attack range is much longer than that of a typical melee soul tool. It can be considered a soul energy weapon.

However, Chen Ping was not in a hurry at all. With a quick step and while holding his rapid-fire cannon, he dodged the attack by moving sideways.

"Pfft—" The flaming blade struck the ground, instantly carving a long trench. Both sides of the trench turned a deep red and began to melt rapidly. This showed just how terrifying the temperature of the flaming blade was.

However, at this moment, the audience had no time to pay attention to the power of the Flame Blade, because Chen Ping had already shouldered his nearly 1,000-pound Soul-Guided Electromagnetic Cannon and loaded a fist-sized tungsten steel projectile into the rails of the electromagnetic cannon from the muzzle.

What are you babbling about? I can't understand you. Go talk to my electromagnetic cannon.

The next moment, large patches of red lightning spread out from Chen Ping's body.

As the second spirit ring lit up, these red lightning bolts instantly became thicker and more ferocious, and their color changed from bright red to blood-red.

In an instant, the soul-guided electromagnetic cannon on Chen Ping's shoulder seemed to be activated. The red lightning that spread from Chen Ping's body disappeared from the surface of the electromagnetic cannon in the next instant, as if it had been swallowed up in an instant.

Rings of red, spiraling, high-temperature ripples emerged from the surface of the Soul-Guiding Electromagnetic Cannon. In an instant, Ye Yulin, standing on the Soul-Fighting Platform, suddenly broke out in goosebumps, as if she instantly realized the terrifying attack that was about to occur.

In just a fraction of a second, Ye Yulin had already activated one of her level nine defensive soul tools.

It was a shield of sighs that was instantly magnified to three meters high and two meters wide, powerful enough to withstand the attack of a powerful attack-type titled Douluo.

"lb!"

In an instant, a crisp and swift explosion rang out from the soul-guided electromagnetic cannon on Chen Ping's shoulder.

The sound was so loud, it was like a hundred thunderbolts exploding in broad daylight, instantly causing Chen Ping, the user of the soul-guided electromagnetic cannon, to lose hearing in his right ear.

A fist-sized tungsten steel projectile, weighing a full fifteen kilograms, was accelerated to an unbelievable ten times the speed of sound in an instant by the powerful electromagnetic field inside the electromagnetic cannon. In 0.03 seconds, it flew a distance of one hundred meters across the entire Soul Arena and headed precisely towards Zhao Shouze.

Smokeless and fireless, a high-speed strike—the terrifying explosion earlier was from this tungsten steel warhead, whose speed exceeded ten times the speed of sound.

The next moment, the Sigh Shield that Ye Yulin summoned, which had been standing in front of Zhao Shouze thanks to her premonition, began to rapidly deform and twist.

If time were slowed down a thousand times, you could see that this enormous level nine defensive soul guide, forged from various ultra-high-strength rare alloys, was almost like putty, being sheared, twisted, broken, and deformed by terrifying stress under the ultra-high-speed propulsion of tungsten steel shells!

A mere level six soul tool almost destroyed the defense of a level nine defensive soul tool; this is simply the raving of a soul tool madman.

(End of this chapter)