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Chapter 139 Pure Wind Sword

A total of 600 players participated in the battle to compete for the top 100 spot.

Everyone will go through a hellish wheel battle, and the ranking will be determined based on points.

Of course, water soul masters and light soul masters are two types of soul masters with weak attack power and powerful auxiliary abilities.

Naturally, they have to be screened out and competed alone.

The way they compete is very simple, that is, fighting soul skills. Whoever's soul skills are more powerful and have a higher level will win.

The top player in the final winning ranking will enjoy ten quotas and directly enter the hundredth place.

As for the ranking, it can only be determined by comparing soul skills with other types of soul masters at that time.

As a light soul master, Luo Wan naturally had to be distinguished separately, which also made Mu Yang very angry.

His 'invincibility' can help Luo Wan win the battle, but it cannot help her perform soul skills.

Not to mention that Luo Wan is still an ordinary person at this moment, so where does he have any spiritual skills?

After much thought, Mu Yang finally thought of a way, and hurriedly walked to the high platform to watch the battle.

"Master Liang." Mu Yang stood under the high platform and shouted loudly, "Master Liang, I have something to ask for."

Liang Yu was about to give a eloquent speech when he suddenly heard Mu Yang's voice, and he was so polite.

A strange feeling suddenly arose in my heart.

"Hey, we're finally here!" Liang Yu lamented and quickly got off the platform, "Mr. Yang, what's the matter?"

"Hey, Mr. Liang, do you still remember the apology you said?" Mu Yang said with a playful smile.

He wanted to save some face for Liang Yu and prevent him from jumping over the wall in a fit of rage.

"You..." Liang Yu was speechless, and then whispered helplessly, "Remember."

Mu Yang shrugged: "Well~~~ Forget about apologizing, I want to ask you for a favor."

"What's the business?" Liang Yu frowned and asked in confusion, then as if he had realized something, he waved his hand and said quickly, "You can't cheat. Besides, you don't need to cheat."

"Bah, who is cheating?" Mu Yang almost jumped up in anger, "I asked you to get my sister to join the combat team."

"Ah? Isn't she a light soul master? The battle team..." Liang Yu said in confusion, and then an intriguing smile appeared on his face, "Oh, I understand, you want her to lose, and then you can have

Please?”

"Um, yes...huh?" Mu Yang didn't react for a moment and said subconsciously, "What do you want me to ask for?"

"Hey, young people all love beauty, I understand!" Liang Yu raised his eyebrows and said with a wicked smile.

His idea is very simple. If Mu Yang really has this kind of thoughts towards Luo Wan, it proves that he does not really want to help Pan Yutian.

Once he helped him obtain Luo Wan's body, Yang Mu no longer had to pretend to protect the Pan clan.

In this way, he can successfully eradicate Pan Yutian and maintain his authority in Ningyuan City.

Seeing the evil smile on Liang Yu's face, Mu Yang immediately understood what he was thinking.

"Hmph, just laugh. When I leave, I will kill you first." Mu Yang thought bitterly in his heart, but then he smiled evilly, "Master Liang is worthy of being the lord of this city.

, is this okay?”

"Okay, okay, that's great, don't worry, I'll make arrangements right away." Liang Yu patted his chest confidently, and then hurriedly walked towards the supervisor's rest area.

"Haha, this idiot is really innocent and cute."

Mu Yang sneered and turned back to the ring.

"Wan'er, don't worry, you have been assigned to the combat group, I will help you reach the top 100!"

Mu Yang trimmed Luo Wan's hair and said with a smile.

Luo Wan was shocked when he heard this, and opened his mouth in an 'O' shape: "How is that possible? I am a light soul master recorded in the Holy Soul Academy."

This is a competition among the top 100 in the ‘District Ranking’, how can it be faked?

"Hey, how is it impossible?" Mu Yang looked at Luo Wan with a smile, "Do you have soul power now?"

Luo Wan shook her head blankly.

"Can others feel your soul level?"

Luo Wan shook her head blankly again.

Mu Yang slapped his thigh and said exaggeratedly: "That's right, ordinary people can fight too!"

"Uh..." Luo Wan said blankly, "It seems, that seems to be the case?"

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When the game started, Mu Yang was the first to play. He had to face a sage-level wood soul master, one of the two types of soul masters he hated most.

"Mr. Yang, I heard that you can withstand the 'burning the boat'. I think they think too highly of you."

The sage-level wood soul master wore a pair of glasses and looked polite, not like someone who had been in a fight.

When Mu Yang saw such a spirited young man daring to speak provocatively, he was instantly furious.

"Don't talk nonsense, I will let you look up to me later." Mu Yang said with a slightly sarcastic smile, "Kneel down on the ground and look at me."

Mu Yang taunted him back, but the other party just smiled faintly, and his eyes full of contempt made him very unhappy.

"Oh, I'm going to break all this guy's glasses!"

With a loud shout from the field supervisor, the game officially began.

Mu Yang didn't hesitate, he drew his sword and charged forward.

But just as he took a few steps, he saw the man with glasses suddenly throw a gray-white round object into the air.

And when the thing fell to the ground, it instantly turned into a tree man more than three meters tall.

"Mysterious level 'Oak Monster'!" Mu Yang exclaimed and quickly stepped back, "This is troublesome."

Although this is an intermediate wood soul technique, the tree man summoned by it is extremely resistant to beatings.

Not to mention that the Xuan-level ‘Oak Monster’ can also cast the elementary earth soul technique ‘Stone Skin’ on himself.

Forget it, the key is that it can still move freely, and its speed doesn't even need to be much slower than Mu Yang's.

Mu Yang frowned and tentatively waved a 'soul-killing' move towards the wooden soul master.

I saw the gray tree man simply stretched out his thick 'arm' and patted it gently.

Then he slapped the golden 'soul-killing' away.

"I'll wipe it! Isn't it too hasty?" Mu Yang curled his lips and said to himself speechlessly, "This is my strongest attack!"

That's right, the spirit master's 'soul-killing' is so sloppy and rough when used against other types of spirit techniques.

The 'Slaying Soul' dissipated, and before Mu Yang could figure out a way to crack it, the wooden soul master once again threw a black round object.

"Why are you here?" Mu Yang raised his eyebrows and quickly swung a 'soul-killing' strike at the thing.

But before the golden light came close, the oak monster's head suddenly sprouted dense leaves, which immediately protected the round object like a shield.

Sure enough, the fist-sized black ball turned into another tree-man the moment it landed on the ground.

"Damn!" Mu Yang cursed angrily upon seeing this, "Xuan-level 'Deadwood Monster'!"

The rotten wood monster is only over one meter tall. It looks like a dead tree all over its body, with pits everywhere.

Although this thing is average in appearance, its attack power is extremely powerful, especially this Xuan-level rotten wood monster.

Not only does he possess spiritual intelligence, he can even cast the elementary soul-cursing technique ‘Ghost King Curse’.

When Mu Yang saw the rotten wood monster slowly stand up, his cheeks suddenly twitched: "Are you still playing with a snake?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, the wooden soul master mobilized his soul power again.

"What else?" Mu Yang shouted in shock, feeling depressed to the extreme, and then suddenly seemed to have discovered something, his eyes suddenly widened, "Isn't it really a snake?"

I saw a slender rattan growing rapidly at the edge and corner of the arena. When it was about half a meter long, the rattan suddenly burst into flames.

The Xuan-level ‘Flaming Snake’ is a branch with spiritual intelligence and can release the primary fire soul technique ‘Renju’.

The situation on the field changed from a one-on-one fight to a group fight in the blink of an eye.

This sage-level wood soul master

Although his soul skills are all mid-level soul skills, they have all been upgraded to the Xuan level by him.

It's just a mysterious level, the key is these creatures with their own intelligence.

Mu Yang's 'Invincible' will inevitably have some difficulties when dealing with such soul masters. After all, they have no fear or pain.

The rotten wood monster, the oak monster, and the flaming snake all add up to attack, defense, and speed. The combination of them is extremely disgusting.

"It's your uncle's!" Mu Yang yelled angrily and rushed forward with his long sword in hand.

What happened next was exactly as he expected.

Although my own 'invincibility' can deflect damage, it cannot quickly kill these plant creatures.

For a while, he was confused.

Especially the 'Flaming Snake', its attack is to wrap around the enemy, trapping the opponent and at the same time using the flames on its body to burn the opponent.

Muyang's 'Invincible' can only transfer the damage caused by burning to the 'Flame Snake'.

But the 'Flame Snake' was so immortal that he was not afraid of this kind of harm at all.

The soul power in Mu Yang's body drained rapidly, and soon more than half of it was consumed.

And his 'soul-cutting' was like a water gun in front of the oak monster, it could only chop off a few leaves.

"I'm going to lose!" Mu Yang frowned and tried hard to break free from the entanglement of the 'Flame Snake'.

At this moment, the wood soul master sat down leisurely on the side. When Mu Yang looked at it from the corner of his eye, he was immediately furious.

This guy is actually recovering his soul power?

This was the first time that he felt so frustrated. He didn't feel this way even when he was trapped in "blooming" before.

Kuchiki's 'Ghost King Curse' greatly slowed down his speed, causing the 'Flame Snake' to easily entangle himself.

And the oak monster was like a wall, blocking the wood soul master in front of him, without any chance to attack.

But even so, Muyang did not give up easily.

In the end, he came up with a way, which was the same old tactic of pointing and hitting.

The top priority target must be the 'Flaming Snake'. This thing is not afraid of burning and can always consume one's soul power.

"Die to me!"

After Mu Yang got rid of the control of the 'Flame Snake', he immediately struck its body with 'Soul-Slaying'.

The slender rattan about half a meter long was naturally unable to withstand such an attack, and due to the close distance between it and Muyang,

As a result, the oak monster was unable to resolve the crisis in time.

Golden light flashed across, the vines broke, and the flames surrounding the body were immediately extinguished.

"Ha, it's your fault! It's my fault..." Mu Yang laughed loudly, but halfway through the words, the smile froze on his face, "Aren't you going a bit too far?"

Mu Yang shouted angrily, and as he looked around, he saw a slender vine growing again around the ring.

The intermediate soul technique performed by the wood soul master did not consume much soul power, so he calmly recovered for a while.

Seeing that Mu Yang had chopped off the 'Flaming Snake', he quickly mobilized his soul power again and replenished the 'Flaming Snake'.

"Lost!" Mu Yang sighed sadly. He really had no choice.

I finally lost a 'flaming snake', but someone raised my hand and replaced it again.

Although the remaining rotten wood monster looked tattered, it still had tenacious vitality and kept attacking Mu Yang.

He was full of confidence and said that he would ensure that Luo Wan would advance to the top 100, but he didn't expect that his first battle would end immediately.

Although it is possible to enter the top 100 after losing a game, it is absolutely impossible to enter the top ten. The plan to find Li Jiaojiao is in vain.

"Okay, I admit..."

Mu Yang raised his right hand dejectedly, and just when he was about to admit defeat, midway through his words, he suddenly felt something passing by.

Then the raised right hand suddenly sank, and a silver sword suddenly appeared in his hand.


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