Transmigrating into Douluo Continent: I Am a Master

But unexpectedly, Wang Yan stretched out his right arm and blocked Zhang Mo at this moment.

Zhang Mo tilted his head and looked at Wang Yan with a puzzled expression.

"Zhang Mo, listen to me! Ye Wuqing, the captain of Zheng Tian Academy, is a level 58 Power Attack-type Battle Soul King!"

"The difference in your soul power is too great..."

Wang Yan lowered his head with a gloomy expression, not uttering the rest of his sentence.

Zhang Mo looked up at the sky and sighed softly; he knew Wang Yan all too well.

Wang Yan is a kind person who is somewhat prone to low self-esteem but also has a strong sense of responsibility. Zhang Mo understands all too well the source of his low self-esteem, because he is someone who, like Zhang Mo, studies Soul Master theory and is often looked down upon at Shrek Academy.

The individual competition is a contest that showcases the individual strength of a Soul Master.

The advantage of soul power level will be magnified infinitely in individual competitions, which is why Wang Yan hoped today's competition would be a team event. Only in this way could Huo Yuhao's Martial Soul Fusion Skill perhaps turn the tide.

But now, Zheng Tian Academy's trump card, Ye Wuqing, will be a complete massacre of the remaining Shrek Academy team members!

Logically speaking, among the few remaining students of Shrek Academy, only Bei Bei is capable of fighting, but Bei Bei is only a Soul Master.

Therefore, Wang Yan pessimistically believed that the next result might be that Ye Wuqing would turn the tide and win by defeating four opponents in one fell swoop, resulting in Shrek Academy's first defeat.

Wang Yan slowly raised his head, his face full of bitterness, and said to Zhang Mo, "Zhang Mo, if it doesn't work out... let's forfeit."

Zhang Mo smiled helplessly and patted Wang Yan on the shoulder.

"Don't worry, I told you, I'm a genius."

Taking advantage of Wang Yan's momentary daze, Zhang Mo took three steps in two and two steps in one to climb onto the competition platform.

Wang Yan quickly turned around to look at Zhang Mo's back.

He recalled that Zhang Mo had said the same thing to him when he first arrived in the Soul Fighting Zone last year.

"Zhang Mo, keep it up!" Wang Yan shouted.

Bei Bei, Ye Guyi, Huo Yuhao, and others clenched their fists and cheered for Zhang Mo in the rest area.

"Master/Zhang Mo, keep it up!"

Zhang remained silent, simply waving to the crowd behind him.

Standing on the other side of the competition platform, Ye Wuqing heard a sound coming from the other side of the arena. He looked towards the source of the sound and was surprised to find that the next Shrek Academy member to appear was Zhang Mo.

"I didn't expect Shrek Academy to send you. I thought it would be that kid with the 100,000-year spirit ring."

"Why use a sledgehammer to crack a nut? Don't you think so?"

"Pfft... Haha, hahahahaha."

Ye Wuqing laughed, he threw his head back and laughed loudly. This was the funniest joke he had heard in recent days.

"So what if he's from Shrek Academy? The difference in soul power is insurmountable." Ye Wuqing pointed a finger at Zhang Mo, then withdrew it, turned his palm outward, and stuck out his thumb.

"Both players, please move to the edge of the field. The match is about to begin," the referee announced.

"It doesn't matter, the gap between a god and a soul master is insurmountable."

Zhang Mo did not turn around, but stared straight at Ye Wuqing, speaking in a voice only he could hear as he took a step back.

"The match begins!"

"boom--"

As soon as the referee announced the news, Zhang Mo and Ye Wuqing both stomped off the ground and ran towards each other.

Five spirit rings—yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black—lit up behind Ye Wuqing.

Zhang Mo chose to fight using the Angel Mirror martial soul form.

The standard mirrored twin swords and a group of floating hexagonal mirrored shields also appeared.

Want to test your melee skills against me? Then come on!

After Ye Wuqing revealed a sinister smile, the purple soul ring behind him shone, and his left hand turned gold.

This is Ye Wuqing's fourth soul skill, Golden Left Hand.

He clenched his left fist, drawing it like a bowstring and throwing it like an arrow! He struck at Zhang Mo!

Zhang Mo crossed his two swords in front of his chest to block Ye Wuqing's punch.

Ye Wuqing's offensive was unstoppable. With a strike of his golden left hand, Zhang Mo's two mirror swords were reduced to shards of glass, leaving only the hilts of the two mirror swords.

Damn it, a plant-type weapon spirit can actually have such a soul skill that strengthens the body. There are so many geniuses in this era!

Zhang Mo wanted to retreat a few steps to regain his fighting spirit.

But Ye Wuqing would never let this opportunity slip by!

"Where do you think you're going!"

Ye Wuqing retracted his left hand and swung his right hand with great force, throwing several golden leaves toward Zhang Mo's position.

These golden leaves exploded violently the moment they touched Zhang Mo's floating mirror shield array.

After an explosion, the smoke cleared, revealing Zhang Mo's disheveled appearance inside the floating mirror shield.

This disheveled appearance was not caused by the explosion of the Golden Leaf, but by the floating mirror shield.

The explosion sent shards of mirror flying everywhere, leaving long, narrow wounds on Zhang Mo's body, making his dark green team uniform look tattered and mangled.

This is really troublesome; the Golden Leaf is truly an exceptionally outstanding martial soul.

As a plant-based weapon spirit, when wielded, it consumes little soul power, has incredibly sharp leaf edges, a hard surface, and explosive properties.

Seeing Zhang Mo's embarrassed state, Ye Wuqing couldn't help but reveal a wicked smile, as if victory in this round was already a foregone conclusion.

Ye Wuqing's jet-black soul ring rose behind him, and more and more golden leaves began to appear around Zhang Mo.

"I advise you to surrender, otherwise I can't guarantee you'll be able to leave the arena with all four limbs intact after this move."

I'd like to say the same thing to you.

Zhang Mo smiled calmly, then his spirit rings flashed, and a mirror sword appeared in his hand once again.

Zhang Mo seemed oblivious to the increasing number of golden leaves around him, showing no concern whatsoever.

He extended his left index and middle fingers and placed them on the mirror-like sword.

The Mirror Sword's hardness is really limited. If I want to successfully use this move, I must mobilize a trace of divine power to strengthen the Mirror Sword.

A faint light appeared on Zhang Mo's fingers, enhancing the sword.

He closed his eyes tightly, and began to recall the Angel Sword Technique that he had practiced diligently every morning when he was at Shrek Academy.

On the other hand, Ye Wuqing was extremely nervous.

He had no intention of engaging Zhang Mo in a prolonged fight, but what if this ten-thousand-year-old soul skill injured him...?

After all, this is Shrek Academy, and Zhang Mo unfortunately has the title of "Master." This move could really leave him with some kind of hidden danger for the rest of his life...

He knew that Zhang Mo, who was facing him with his eyes closed, was obviously preparing some kind of killing move. As time passed second by second, Ye Wuqing had a long internal struggle.

Finally, he decided: Let's do it!

Zhang Mo stepped onto this field on his own initiative, and I've already warned him! Since he's unwilling to forfeit, as his opponent, I have no choice but to personally send him off!

Afterwards, no one could find fault with me, and besides, there was the referee!

Ye Wuqing pushed forward with both hands, and more and more golden leaves sprouted around Zhang Mo.

Light. It is an element that angels in legend worshipped and used as weapons.

So what qualities does light possess?

The first is speed.

Yes, the speed of light.

The speed of light in a vacuum can reach approximately 300,000 kilometers per second.

The first move recorded in the Angel Sword Technique that the system taught Zhang Mo was the Swift Sword!

This move can only be used by those with the physical qualities of a god, because once it approaches the speed of light, ordinary soul masters, no, even those with the physical qualities of a Limit Douluo, would find it difficult to withstand!

That's the speed of light!

At this moment, Zhang Mo slowly opened his eyes, a faint golden light flashing in his eyes, indicating that his move was ready.

When Ye Wuqing saw the gold in Zhang Mo's pupils from afar, his heart skipped a beat, and for some reason, a sense of fear arose within him.

Fear? Am I afraid? Afraid of Zhang Mo? A Soul Master? A master of theory?

How is that possible!

"ha!"

Ye Wuqing's ten-thousand-year soul ring shone brightly, and the golden leaves did not linger in mid-air, but flew towards Zhang Mo.

The overwhelming, incredibly sharp golden leaves, like countless daggers, pierced his enemies, unhindered and unstoppable by anything.

This is Ye Wuqing's killing move, his fifth soul skill, Dance of Golden Leaves!