Douluo: I founded the mecha tribe and I am the king of mecha battles!

Chapter 121: Disillusionment, Dragon-like Punch

As soon as the referee finished speaking, Leng Nian'an released two yellow and one purple soul rings, and a little bit of chill emerged around him.

Releasing soul power in advance has always been Leng Nian'an's habit in duels.

His martial soul is the Black Cold Turtle, and his soul power is naturally cold. With his outstanding defense, ordinary people think that he should shine in the team competition.

But in fact, Leng Nian'an has his own unique set of combat ideas.

He released his soul power in advance, allowing the chill to spread continuously. He then used his excellent defense to continuously delay the battle, gradually transforming the normal competition arena into a venue filled with chill, thus establishing his own advantage.

"Five, four, three, two, one! Go!"

In an instant, Leng Nian'an immediately used his soul skills!

"First Soul Skill, Mysterious Ice Breath!"

Leng Nian'an's first soul skill, "Mysterious Ice Breath," instantly activated. A stream of extremely cold air gushed out of his mouth, rapidly sweeping towards Chenzhou. Wherever the cold air passed, the moisture in the air instantly condensed into ice crystals, and the temperature of the entire competition arena plummeted, as if entering the depths of winter.

Chen Zhou stood there, his expression calm, as if the cold air had no effect on him at all. His eyes were deep, as if he was thinking about something, as if he was waiting for something.

In fact, Wu Changkong's guess was not wrong. After the action of reviving the soul last night, the original energy amethyst was emptied again. In this case, Chen Zhou did not intend to use soul power to avoid interrupting the original energy amethyst's continuous absorption of the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to replenish itself.

Just as the cold air was about to touch Chen Zhou, his figure suddenly became blurred, as if it had merged into the air, and disappeared on the spot.

"what?"

Leng Nian'an's pupils shrank, and a sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart. He quickly looked around, trying to find any trace of Chen Zhou, but the entire competition stage was empty except for him.

"How can this be?"

Leng Nian'an was shocked. Although his profound ice breath was powerful, it was impossible for it to freeze the opponent into nothingness. Where on earth had Chen Zhou gone?
Just as Leng Nian'an was puzzled, he suddenly heard a slight air movement behind him. He turned around and saw Chen Zhou's figure had appeared behind him at some point, only a few steps away.

"you……"

Leng Nian'an was about to speak when Chen Zhou had already moved.

Chen Zhou's speed was so fast that almost at the moment Leng Nian'an turned around, his fist had already struck out. The fist whistled, carrying an invisible force, and it went straight to Leng Nian'an's chest.

Leng Nian'an's reaction was not slow either. He quickly mobilized his soul power, and the Xuanhan Turtle's defense instantly exploded. A thick layer of ice armor condensed on his body surface, trying to block Chen Zhou's punch.

However, Chen Zhou's fist seemed to ignore the layer of ice armor, directly penetrated Leng Nian'an's defense, and hit him heavily in the chest.

"boom!"

With a dull thud, Leng Nian'an's body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, landing heavily on the edge of the arena. A sharp pain shot through his chest, as if struck by a mountain, and even breathing became difficult.

"This...how is this possible?"

Leng Nian'an raised his head with difficulty, his eyes filled with disbelief. His Xuanhan Turtle Martial Spirit was known for its defensive power. Even a Spirit Master of the same level would find it difficult to break through his defense.

However, Chen Zhou knocked him away with just one punch. How could he not be shocked?

Chen Zhou stood there, his expression calm, as if the punch he had just thrown was just a casual one. He glanced at Leng Nian'an calmly, then turned and walked towards the center of the competition stage.

"Admit defeat, you are no match for me."

Chen Zhou's voice was calm and indifferent, as if he was stating a very simple fact.

Leng Nian'an gritted his teeth, his heart filled with resentment. He had never thought that he would be defeated so easily by Chen Zhou, but the facts were before him, and he had to admit that the gap between him and Chen Zhou was much greater than he had imagined.

"I surrender."

Leng Nian'an uttered these three words with difficulty, then slowly closed his eyes.

Upon seeing this, the referee immediately announced the result: "Chen Zhou wins!" As the referee's voice fell, the entire arena erupted in an uproar. The audience clearly hadn't expected this seemingly evenly matched match to end so quickly.

This. How is this possible!

Wu Zhangkong stared at Chen Zhou with a dull look. Chen Zhou's footwork and the way he punched were all...
Under his Purple Demonic Eyes, that unique trajectory was completely invisible!
It was at this time that Wu Zhangkong remembered what Chen Zhou had said during the second final exam last semester: "Your body movements, palm techniques, and pupil techniques are all extremely low-end."

With a complicated look in his eyes, Wu Changkong had to be sure that Chen Zhou's instantly illusory footwork and his powerful punches that were like a flying dragon were completely incomparable to the inherited techniques of their Tang Sect.

After the match, Chen Zhou didn't stay on stage for long. He slowly walked off the stage, his expression as calm as ever, as if his crushing victory had been a piece of cake. Tang Wulin, Gu Yue, and the others came forward, their eyes filled with complicated expressions.

"Chen Zhou, you..."

Tang Wulin hesitated to speak. He wanted to ask about Chen Zhou's condition, but seeing his calm expression, he didn't know where to start.

Chen Zhou nodded slightly, glanced at everyone, and said lightly: "I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

After saying that, he walked straight out of the arena, leaving everyone with bewildered looks.

Wu Zhangkong looked at Chen Zhou's departing back with a frown on his face.

On the other side of the stands, Xu Lizhi looked bewilderedly at the crowd of spectators who were in an uproar, and then looked at Ye Xinglan, who was sitting next to him with an equally grim expression.

The little fat man swallowed his saliva and asked tremblingly, "Sister Xinglan, did you see it clearly?"

Ye Xinglan's expression was grim. She stared intently at Chen Zhou's departure, a look of resentment and shock in her eyes. She had watched the match from beginning to end, but even so, she still couldn't fully comprehend Chen Zhou's uncanny movements and immense strength. His footwork was like a phantom, and the force of his punches was beyond the limits of an ordinary spirit master. Even Leng Nian'an's defensive spirit was easily defeated by him.

What kind of power is this? Ye Xinglan was filled with doubts and frustration.

"Sister Xinglan, how about... let's just forget about it?" Xu Lizhi said cautiously, a hint of retreat in his voice. He had also been shocked by Chen Zhou's performance just now. The overwhelming difference in strength made him feel fearful.

Upon hearing this, Ye Xinglan frowned, a cold look flashing in his eyes: "Forget it? For what? He is strong, but does that mean I have no chance?"

There was a hint of stubbornness and unwillingness in her tone. Ye Xinglan had always been extremely proud, especially in combat; she never gave up easily. Even if Chen Zhou proved to be formidable, she was unwilling to back down.

"But……"

Xu Lizhi wanted to say something more, but seeing Ye Xinglan's determined eyes, he finally shrank his neck and swallowed his words. He knew that once Ye Xinglan made up his mind, he would not change it easily.

If I say something, I might get beaten again.

Ye Xinglan took a deep breath, her gaze sharpening once again. She whispered, "Chen Zhou is indeed very strong, but I'm not without a chance. Due to the environment we cultivate, his soul power is definitely not as high as mine. As long as I can hold off a bit."

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