Chapter 66 Deliberate punching fist and strong hand splitting the skull
The Soul Fighting Area is a very important area in Shrek Academy. It is located in the northwest corner of the Martial Soul Department, close to Shrek City.
This is also a place where many senior students often visit. Various competitions can be held here, and there are dedicated teachers as referees who are responsible for determining the outcome, protecting students, providing rescue, treatment, etc.
Of course, these all require payment.
For a soul fighting match, both parties have to pay at least ten gold soul coins as venue fees. However, many students still enjoy it because there are no restrictions on taking action here, and there is no need to worry about the danger of hitting too hard. As a referee
The teacher will grasp the scale well. At the same time, if you win the competition in the Soul Fighting Zone, you will get certain credits, and you will get certain bonus points when taking the grade exam.
After reaching the fourth grade, if you want to upgrade, fighting spirit credits are necessary. For example, to advance from the fourth grade to the fifth grade, you need at least ten experiences of defeating opponents of the same grade in the spirit fighting zone. To advance from the fifth grade to the sixth grade, you need more experience.
More. After the sixth grade, if you want to advance to the inner courtyard, the fighting spirit credits are particularly important.
Competitions in the Soul Fighting Zone are also open to all students, but the prerequisite is to pay a ticket fee of one Gintama Coin.
But if it is used for teaching, whether it is playing games or watching games, it is free.
The spirit fighting area is hexagonal, almost as big as Shrek Square. There is a large open space in the center, which is where the students compete. Surrounded by circles of seats that gradually rise up, it can accommodate about 3,000 people at the same time.
appearance.
When Xu Zihuang and Tuoba Yu entered the soul fighting area, all the students in the ninth class of freshmen were sitting around the edge of the field.
The venue was empty, but there was a wide barrier area between the venue and the stands. Hibiscus stood in the center holding a roster, and beside him were two other teachers, a man and a woman.
This male teacher looks to be about forty years old, much older than Hibiscus. He has a very ordinary appearance and does not have any overbearing aura. He has a smile on his face and looks very kind.
As for the other female teacher, she is about the same age as Hibiscus. She has a faint smile on her face, and you can feel a faint breath of life from her body from a distance.
Mu Jin was not surprised by this female teacher. When she made an appointment to apply for the use of the fighting spirit area yesterday, it was this female teacher from the therapy department who was responsible for the practical assessment of their class, so that she could treat accidental injuries as soon as possible.
of students.
Although this male teacher's cultivation level is only that of a Soul King, his profound research on martial arts theory ranks him among the best in the entire Shrek Academy. He is generally only responsible for teaching senior students in the outer academy.
, and even qualified to teach the disciples in the inner courtyard.
"Teacher Wang Yan, why are you here?" Mu Jin's attitude towards this experienced teacher was very respectful.
Wang Yan chuckled and said: "I heard Director Du say before that among the freshmen of this year, the ninth class of freshmen led by Teacher Mu has the best talent. I just happened to know that you are going to use the fighting spirit area, and I have no class this morning.
, I came uninvited. Teacher Mu, it won’t affect you."
"Of course not." Mu Jin waved her hand, and then said with a hint of meaning and a bit of pride: "I believe Teacher Wang will be interested in the students in our class."
"Oh?" Wang Yan raised his eyebrows and shifted his gaze with interest to the newly promoted ninth-grade students in the stands.
His original intention was to observe whether there was any martial spirit that interested him among the students in the ninth class of freshmen. He was particularly obsessed with the study of martial arts. After hearing Mu Jin's words, his emotions were immediately aroused.
Not long after Xu Zihuang and Tuoba Yu arrived at the Soul Fighting Area, Ning Tian and Wu Feng also arrived one after another.
Hibiscus looked around at everyone and saw that everyone was already here, so she didn't want to waste any more time.
"As squad leader, Yu Tianhuang, the first game is yours. What I said before still stands. If you can defeat Yu Tianhuang, whoever can take his place can take his place. Anyone who wants to challenge him can take the initiative to stand up now. If
If not, then I will designate the opponent."
Xu Zihuang and Tuoba Yu were originally sitting at the back of the stands, but as soon as Mu Jin said this, everyone's eyes suddenly gathered here.
Even Wang Yan, who was beside Mu Jin, looked over with interest.
Under the gaze of everyone, Xu Zihuang stood up helplessly and walked toward the venue along the passage between the stands.
Several male students who were confident in their own strength looked at Xu Zihuang with a hint of eagerness to try, but before they could speak, a slightly chilling voice suddenly sounded.
"Teacher Mu, I want to challenge him!"
Xu Zihuang's figure stagnated, and he frowned and looked back.
The one who stood up was Wu Feng beside Ning Tian.
"Fengmei, what are you doing?! Didn't I tell you not to challenge him before?" Ning Tian lowered his voice, with a hint of dissatisfaction in his tone.
But Wu Feng avoided Ning Tian's gaze, gritted his teeth, jumped from his seat, and landed in the center of the field first.
Because of the anger in her heart, she seemed to have forgotten that she was wearing a knee-length skirt underneath the Shrek Academy uniform.
Of course, the vast majority of the ninth class of freshmen students are female students, and there are three teachers present. Those male students don't have the courage to raise their heads even if they want to take a look under their skirts.
Xu Zihuang looked at Ning Tian thoughtfully. From the conversation between the two, he already knew the identity of the visitor.
Isn't it the same Wu Feng who has a hot temper and likes Ning Tian?
But being hated by others for no reason made him somewhat dissatisfied.
Arriving at the center of the venue, Xu Zihuang looked at Wu Feng with a solemn gaze, and Wu Feng met his gaze without any sign of weakness, his dark red eyes flashing with a strange halo. The surrounding air became faintly hot.
"Teacher Mu, the students in your class are really full of energy." Wang Yan, who was blocking the area, joked to Mu Jin with a smile.
Mujin responded with a smile, looked at the two people in the center of the field, and nodded slightly.
The reason why she let the students in the class do actual combat exercises on the first day was actually because she wanted to familiarize them with their martial arts abilities so that they could be divided into three-person teams for assessment three months later.
Wu Feng's martial spirit is not weak, and his cultivation level is only lower than that of Yu Tianhuang and Ning Tian. In her opinion, both of them are perfect opponents.
Mu Jin opened the folder in her hand, made a few strokes with her pen, and then raised her head and said, "Yu Tianhuang, Wu Feng. You guys should be in a corner of the field first. I said you can release your martial arts only after the competition starts."
The two of them stepped back at the same time knowingly. But before retreating, Wu Feng gave Xu Zihuang a cold warning.
"Stay away from Ningtian from now on."
"Are you teaching me how to do things?" Xu Zihuang raised his eyebrows. He has never been a good-tempered person. When did anyone dare to talk to him like this since he was a child?
He came to Shrek Academy intending to put away the arrogance of being born into the royal family, but that did not mean that he would be submissive.
The area of the spirit fighting field is very wide. After all, the spirit fighting area faces the entire outer courtyard. The destructive power of the martial arts and spirit skills of the senior colleges is not comparable to that of the freshmen. The two of them were in a corner of the field, between the two
The distance is at least one hundred meters.
The spirit fight has not yet begun, but the smell of gunpowder is already rising from both sides.
Hibiscus is happy to see it. Only with competition can progress be achieved. This has always been the tradition of Shrek Academy.
"The soul fighting begins." As Hibiscus's voice sounded, Wu Feng shouted softly, and her delicate body suddenly bounced up. A strong heat rushed out of her body, and at the same time there was a slight dragon's roar.
Wu Feng's delicate body suddenly became slender. When she was in the air, she looked like a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl who had just completed her growth. Her slender body directly broke the school uniform and exposed her body.
Close-fitting clothes underneath.
No wonder she didn't care about being exposed when she jumped into the venue before.
She was obviously prepared for it. Underneath was a very elastic leather jacket, revealing a pair of fleshy thighs. The leather jacket was one piece and tied upwards, covering her breasts that had become plump after using martial arts.
Wu Feng's skin was covered with a layer of pale red luster. Starting from the left side of his face, it was covered with a layer of fine dragon scales. The scales extended down his neck and along his shoulders to his entire left arm and left hand.
Compared with the domineering power of Beibei's blue electric Tyrannosaurus rex spirit when possessed, the dragon spirit used by Wu Feng is relatively softer. But it's only relative.
The fire-attributed red dragon burst out with the powerful aura of a top-level martial spirit, and two yellow spirit rings instantly rose from beneath its feet.
Seeing the changes in Wu Feng's body, Wang Yan admired softly: "The Red Dragon Martial Spirit has a calm aura and good control over the Martial Spirit. Teacher Mu, you have a good chance of becoming a core disciple."
Mu Jin smiled and said nothing, but subconsciously looked in the direction of Xu Zihuang. But her smile soon solidified, and her face became unhappy.
"Why don't you release your martial spirit? Are you so confident?!"
No teacher likes students who are arrogant, because on the battlefield, this may become a fatal flaw.
She didn't want Yu Tianhuang, whom she valued, to delay his future development because of this shortcoming.
"No, Teacher Mu, please pay attention to his eyes. He has used Wuhun, but he has not revealed the soul ring." Wang Yan, who has studied Wuhun deeply, has wider knowledge than Mu Jin, and he can see the mystery at a glance.
Compared to his slight admiration for Wu Feng before, his admiration for Xu Zihuang was almost beyond words now, with excitement on his face.
"Releasing the martial soul without revealing the soul ring requires extremely high control over the martial soul. Not everyone, even the students in the inner courtyard, can do it. Teacher Mu, you are an incredible student."
During the conversation between the two, the distance between Wu Feng and Xu Zihuang was quickly closing.
Wu Feng's figure looked slender and beautiful, but it also gave people a feeling of being full of explosive power. In a blink of an eye, he was in front of Xu Zihuang. His left arm swept across and went straight to Xu Zihuang's body to strike.
My heart was even more furious.
"If you don't even release your martial spirit, are you looking down on me?"
Facing her tyranny, Xu Zihuang looked slightly cold. Relying on the golden boy's martial soul instinct, he had already completely seen through Wu Feng's actions.
Don’t hit women?
nonexistent.
Deliberate punch!
Just when Wu Feng's left arm was about to touch his chest, Xu Zihuang's figure suddenly became illusory. At the critical moment, he avoided Wu Feng's sweeping left arm.
A sound like an explosion burst through the air suddenly, and his right fist wrapped in rich soul power went straight to Wu Feng's face. There was no sign of mercy.
Xu Zihuang grasped the timing of the battle very cleverly, just when Wu Feng had just exhausted all his strength and had not yet arrived.
"how come?!"
Wu Fengtong shrank violently, and Xu Zihuang's counterattack was too fast. In such a hurry, she didn't even have time to activate her soul skills, so she had to raise her left arm covered with pale red dragon scales to protect herself.
However, she quickly calmed down the turbulent emotions in her heart and snorted softly. Her red dragon martial spirit had amazing defensive power, and coupled with the high temperature attached to the dragon scales, Yu Tianhuang was so confident that he did not use the martial spirit.
She believed that it was Yu Tianhuang who suffered in the end.
But the moment the fists and arms touched, she realized how stupid she was.
"Stuck -" A huge force struck, and before Wu Feng could feel any pain, the bones of his left arm already made crisp cracking sounds. He completely lost consciousness and fell down feebly.
Mu Jin, Wang Yan and another teacher from the therapy department in the audience did not react at all.
Even Xu Zihuang was stunned by the changes in front of him, and stopped his strength in time. His left hand, which he clenched into claws and was about to forcefully split his skull, froze in mid-air.
"So weak?"
He didn't mean to kill Wu Feng. In fact, he had no intention of making a serious move at all. He just used less than five levels of strength.
He didn't know for a moment whether he underestimated his own power or overestimated Wu Feng's strength.
I don't know if he heard Xu Zihuang's muttering to himself, or if he was hit by the severe pain in his left arm belatedly.
"puff--"
The pale Wu Feng suddenly vomited out a mouthful of blood. His dark red eyes staring at Xu Zihuang with an angry face gradually dimmed, and he fell to the ground with a thud.
There was silence in the stands, obviously shocked by Xu Zihuang's methods.
One punch kills Wu Feng, who possesses a powerful red dragon martial spirit and is also a great soul master. Even a senior soul master cannot do it so easily.
The martial arts and cultivation of most of them were far inferior to that of Wu Feng. If they put themselves in his shoes, they felt that they might not even have the courage to face Yu Tianhuang.
The male student who was eager to challenge Xu Zihuang was completely convinced this time.
Among soul masters, the strong are supreme, this is a rule that has not changed for thousands of years.
And the eyes of those female students were full of brilliance. Xu Zihuang, who had outstanding appearance and powerful strength, was simply impeccable.
In the area in front of the stands, next to Nanmen Yuner, a cute black-haired girl hugged Nanmen Yuner's arms and said softly, "Yooner, you and Yu Tianhuang don't know each other."
Really? Can you ask him to have lunch with you later?"
The girl has short black hair, but there are a few strands of white hair mixed in it. She is not tall, but her figure is superior to her peers.
Feeling the strange touch on her right arm, Nanmen Yoona, who had always had a gentle personality, felt a sense of boredom in her heart for some reason.
"We just met yesterday and we're not familiar with each other, so that's not good."
Hibiscus, who was blocking the area, came to her senses and shouted to the female therapy teacher next to her.
"Teacher Green."
Teacher Lu quickly followed Mu Jin onto the field to check on Wu Feng's situation.
"The meridian disorder caused by the broken bone in his left arm, this student should have stopped in time."
As he spoke, the green teacher couldn't help but look at Xu Zihuang, who looked innocent.
"Teacher Mu, I really didn't expect her to be so weak." Xu Zihuang's face was sincere, but his words made Mu Jin and the teacher Lu feel speechless.
"Didn't I say that your martial spirit is a golden boy with spiritual attributes? How come you are more like an assault-type soul master than an assault-type soul master?" Mu Jin complained secretly in her heart, and waved her hand feebly at Xu Zihuang.
"You go down first."
Xu Zihuang responded, just as Ning Tian hurriedly came towards him, probably preparing to check Wu Feng's situation.
The moment she met Xu Zihuang, her eyes became a little complicated.
She had heard what Teacher Lu just said, and what else could she say since he had already withheld his hand? She could only blame Wu Feng for overestimating his abilities.
When the path blocked the area, the teacher Wang Yan suddenly asked Xu Zihuang with a smile on his face: "Hello, classmate Yu, my name is Wang Yan, and I am also a teacher from the outer college. I would like to ask, your martial soul is power.
Type?"
"Hello, Teacher Wang." Xu Zihuang responded politely, then shook his head.
"My martial spirit is not power-based."
"Huh?" Wang Yan looked slightly startled, but he didn't ask too much. Having studied Wuhun for decades, he also had pride in his heart. He believed that as long as he could be in contact with him for a period of time, he would be able to see Yutian sooner or later.
Brilliant martial spirit.
Looking at Xu Zihuang's back, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
It had been years since he had shown such great interest in a new student.
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The more I write this chapter, the more I feel like it, I’m so old