Chapter 79. The Sea Ends and the Sky Becomes the Shore (Part 78)
"Next one." Ye Qingcang's voice startled everyone around him. His tone was so calm that it couldn't be calmer. It was like a slap in everyone's face: "I've said it before. One-on-one, round-robin, siege, it's all fine. Even if you all come together... it's fine!"

Among all the freshmen enrolled this year, Wu Feng's ability in one-on-one combat ranks among the best. Even without the assistance of Ning Tian, ​​the current young master of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, Wu Feng has the strength to match Dai Huabin.

However, it was defeated so easily!

Martial soul?

opened!
Soul skills?

used!

Attack with full force!
He was slapped and pinched by someone, and then thrown away, and it was gone!

Singled out?

I'm picking on your grandma's legs!

You haven't even activated your martial spirit, don't be too obvious in bullying the weak!

“I’ll go up and give it a try!” With Wu Feng’s previous experience as a lesson, Huang Chutian, who volunteered, did not dare to say too much, and set a low bottom line: “Wu Feng lost, and the result will be similar if I go up, but we are all students of Shrek Academy, and Shrek Academy cannot be humiliated, otherwise, it will be a shame for all of us students. The reputation of Shrek Academy should be maintained by us at this moment. I’m going to force his martial spirit out, and you all watch carefully!”

Even though Wu Feng lost, these Shrek Academy students, whose eyes revealed clear stupidity, still clung to their last bit of dignity and refused to give up.

"Huang Chutian!" Before the battle, Huang Chutian habitually reported his profile, revealing his simple stupidity at all times: "Martial Soul, Hercules Ape!"

As he said this, he stamped his feet.

Two yellow spirit rings slowly rose from under his feet.

“First Soul Skill…” Huang Chutian roared fiercely. Just as the first four words came out and the golden light gathered on his fist, Ye Qingcang suddenly appeared in front of him across dozens of meters and slapped him unconscious: “Too slow, next one!”

Looking at Huang Chutian who was thrown out again, the freshmen who had just been excited became quiet again.

"the second……"

More and more students gathered around the playground.

I don't know who said this in the crowd.

The atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

"I'll do it!" Dai Huabin, who had just finished his meal, was very excited after learning what happened. He tried to save face in advance: "Just because Wu Feng and Huang Chutian can't do it doesn't mean that I, Dai Huabin, can't do it. Although I may not be able to force him to use his soul skills, it shouldn't be difficult to force him to use that bracelet martial soul again!"

Knowledge determines a person's cultivation.

The stupid Dai Huabin was also fooled by the mainstream idea of ​​the crowd. Like most people, he mistook the Nine Dragons Bracelet for Ye Qingcang's martial spirit.

He stepped into the playground eager to get started.

The figure moved, and while rushing towards Ye Qingcang, the martial spirit possessed him. At the same time, two yellow spirit rings flashed. He omitted the introduction, preparing to use this surprise attack to catch Ye Qingcang off guard.

"White Tiger Protective Shield..." Under Dai Huabin's extremely shocked eyes, Ye Qingcang still raised his hand and made close contact with the platinum-colored light wave with his palm. When everyone thought that blocking the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave with one hand was Ye Qingcang's limit, he grabbed it hard and crushed the condensed White Tiger Fierce Light Wave: "Add the White Tiger Fierce Light Wave, it's a little clever, but not much."

Changing his palm into a fist, the speed was so fast that Dai Huabin couldn't see clearly! With one punch, the White Tiger Fist roared in the void!
Dai Huabin, who was hit first, was stunned by the punch!

Thoughts are frozen!

He saw this white tiger, which was similar to his own martial spirit but more sacred and majestic, biting towards him. He was frightened to death until his eyes went black, as if his whole body was swallowed by the white tiger. He felt an uncontrollable pain in his chest and abdomen, and then he realized that he seemed to be still alive. He spurted out a mouthful of blood, which spread into the sky and rolled across hundreds of meters, hitting Huang Chutian who had just climbed up!

"Yuhao, fire, fire, fire!"

"Watch the heat!"

"The fish is about to burn, what are you looking at!"

The sound of the Tianmeng Ice Silkworm woke Huo Yuhao up.

Huo Yuhao was also one of the silent crowd.

Watching Dai Huabin appear on the stage and then being knocked out by the roaring punch of the white tiger, his eyes turned red and for a moment, he forgot that he was still grilling fish in his hands.

Fortunately, Tianmeng Ice Silkworm did not blame Huo Yuhao for being indecisive, but encouraged him: "See, as long as you grill the fish well, you may be able to learn this punch just now. Focus on grilling fish. I look forward to the day when you learn this punch and find Dai Huabin and punch him in the flesh!"

“Brother Tianmeng, come to think of it, what on earth was that punch Brother Qingcang threw just now?” Huo Yuhao recalled the shadow just now, and his body shook unconsciously: “I seemed to see a roaring white tiger. At that moment, I seemed to have lost my memory and knew nothing. In a trance, when I came to my senses again, I saw that Dai Huabin had already lost... Am I hallucinating?”

"This is not an illusion, but a fist. You can understand this punch as a self-created soul skill, but compared with other self-created soul skills, this punch is very difficult..." Tianmeng Ice Silkworm recalled Di Tian's Dragon God Claw, and shuddered uncontrollably, adding: "Anyway, you can imagine that if your opponent knows this trick, a punch will make you dazed for a while, not even a few seconds, but only one second, and your life will be gone; unless you really understand a little bit, seem to understand, but don't seem to understand, I recommend you to learn this kind of fist, otherwise you will not be able to learn it by force... I'm afraid Ye Shen is also the best among all the divine examinees. This is a show of skills, a guidance, not a challenge!"

"Do you want to fight again?"

"For the sake of so-called dignity, lose face?"

"Penny wise and pound-foolish?"

Ye Qingcang looked at the crowd that was gradually becoming agitated and the increasing whispers, with his hands hanging by his side, waiting quietly and disappointedly.

"Let's do it!" Lan Susu and Lan Luoluo, a pair of sisters who are very famous among the freshmen, held hands and stepped into the playground: "We can't lose again... at least we can't be defeated in one move, otherwise, even if you can hold it in, we sisters will not be ashamed to call ourselves students of Shrek Academy!"

Many freshmen and seniors looked unhappy.

The freshmen lost too quickly and too badly.

The old students wanted to use the freshmen to test Ye Qingcang's background but they couldn't do it.

If the freshmen lose, the old students will still be there to back them up.

But what if these old students also lost?

Is there anyone who can cover them?

Those evildoers and monsters in the inner courtyard?
Seeing the Lan Susu sisters stepping onto the playground, many old students felt a burning pain on their faces, but in order to have a better chance of winning when they took the field, they still endured the humiliation and silently prayed that the Lan Susu sisters could hold on for a few more moves.

Unfortunately, if Ye Qingcang needs to use a second move to fight against an opponent of the level of the Lan Susu sisters, he would not be worthy of being on the top list of Lan Ba ​​Academy!
"Soul fusion skill, a net of heaven and earth?" Looking at the blue hair that was entangled with him, Ye Qingcang fiddled with it with interest. His fingers moved slightly, and in an instant, a thousand hands seemed to appear, gathering all the blue hair together and pulling it back. The Lan Susu sisters flew over with screams, and were tied together by Ye Qingcang's gathered long hair. He threw them casually, and they followed the route that Wu Feng, Huang Chutian and Dai Huabin had rubbed against, becoming the fourth rolling gourd: "Come together... or can four consecutive defeats not make you recognize the facts?"

(End of this chapter)