Douluo: God-level Martial Soul, Bibi Dong accepts me as a disciple

Chapter 42 The First Battle
Either way, today is destined to be an unusual day.

Soon, as the sky gradually brightened, more and more people came to the No. [-] martial arts competition platform, and within a quarter of an hour, it was full of people and it was impossible to get through.Even the teachers of the college came to watch, it was airtight.

Everyone is waiting for this moment to come.

Time passed by, and finally, Lu Leng and Jin Zhengyang appeared in the field of vision.

Then, the two came to the stage and stood opposite each other.

Lu Leng's demeanor was indifferent, and his whole body revealed a sense of confidence, especially coupled with his handsome face, which made some girls scream.

"Lu Leng, come on!"

"Leng Leng, come on!"

"Cold, cold, cold, cold!"

The sudden cheers from the field overwhelmed all the noise, and Lu Leng's support team erupted into an astonishing atmosphere, making the game as if it had reached a climax before it even started.

It was only then that Lu Leng noticed that Dudu had grown into hundreds of people.

Hearing this terrifying sound, Lu Leng couldn't help sighing, the fan effect is really powerful.

Standing opposite Lu Leng, Jin Zhengyang is a somewhat fat man, but his fat is not fat in the true sense, but his face shape makes him look fat.In fact, the body is muscular and powerful.

He wears a middle parted hairstyle, which makes him look very old-fashioned.

Lu Leng looked at him, feeling a bit like someone from his previous life.That person is known as the strongest post-[-]s generation on earth!

"Fatty Jin, this is the end of your journey as a holy son." Lu Leng felt that as a challenger, he should pretend to be forceful.

But Jin Zhengyang obviously didn't like nonsense, so he just ignored Lu Leng.

"Okay, I like you for pretending. Of course, I also like hitting you for pretending." Lu Leng smiled disdainfully, not caring about his ignorance of himself.

"Are you two ready?" The referee saw that the time was almost up, and came to the middle to ask the two.

"Ready." The two nodded.

"Then let's get started."

Following the referee's order, Lu Leng didn't talk nonsense, and Zhan Luo appeared in his hand, slashing at Jin Zhengyang.

"Fuck, sneak attack, don't talk about martial arts!" Someone shouted immediately from the audience.

But before his stone stirred up waves, he was immediately knocked back by ruthless voices, "This is called surprise, what do you know?"

"You are so talkative, if you have the ability, go up and sneak up and have a look?"

"Wu De is for the gentleman, is he worthy?"

"Facing your powerful opponent coldly, you have tried your best to do a good job, why do you still scold him?"

"You are the sailor invited by Fatty Jin. You must be a bad person."

"..."

You say a word, and this person is drowned in an instant.

Luckily, Lu Leng didn't hear these words, otherwise he would feel that he was a little fresh meat from another world.

On the stage, facing Lu Leng's sudden knife attack, Jin Zhengyang was obviously unprepared. He was still waiting for the opening remarks of Wuhun.

He had no choice but to resist hastily when he was preempted by others, but Lu Leng's saber flashed again and again, and he fought close to him, not giving him a chance to breathe.Jin Zhengyang retreated again and again, dodging constantly, and at the same time quickly stabilized his mind, caught Lu Leng's loophole in the gap, and launched a sudden attack.

But Lu Leng's momentum had already been established, and he deliberately released this loophole. Seeing that Jin Zhengyang had been fooled, he turned his offensive and met him unceremoniously.

Immediately, a wound appeared on Kim Zhengyang's hand.

"What a sharp knife!"

Jin Zhengyang sighed, looking at the black wound on his hand, with a trace of burnt smell coming from it, for a moment, he had a recognition of this so-called god-level martial soul.The knife was too sharp, he didn't dare to face it head-on, so he had to dodge infinitely, look for opportunities, and distance himself.

Of course, Lu Leng would not give him this opportunity, and directly bullied him. For a while, Jin Zhengyang was suppressed and beaten by Lu Leng.

"Good fight, beat him to death!" Xiong Rige shouted loudly in the auditorium.

Seeing Jin Zhengyang being chased and beaten like a dog, he felt very satisfied.

In the stands, Hu Liena, Mimis and the others also smiled.Lu Leng had gained an advantage from the very beginning, which they did not expect.However, looking back at Zi Qingyang, his expression didn't change much, and there was even a faint sneer.

"Roar!"

On the field, Jin Zhengyang endured the pain of being cut again, and finally found a chance to defuse Lu Leng's attack.

As soon as he jumped out of Lu Leng's attack range, he immediately activated Wuhun.

A golden crocodile appeared behind him, opened its bloody mouth wide, roaring continuously, majestic and majestic.At the same time, five soul rings appeared on Jin Zhengyang's body, floating up and down, and their colors were exactly yellow, yellow, purple, purple, and black.

"Fifty-level battle spirit king!"

When Jin Zhengyang's fifth spirit ring appeared, the audience exclaimed.

"At the age of 20, it's level [-]. This is too scary."

"Damn it, my teacher isn't that awesome either."

"Level [-], Lu Leng will definitely lose."

"..."

"How is this possible? He only broke through level 49 two months ago!" In the stands, Mimis also exclaimed.

"Hmph, nothing is impossible. Lu Leng can break through level ten in half a year, and Jin Zhengyang breaks through level one in two months, isn't it normal?" Zi Qingyang smiled from the side, seeing Mimisi's surprised expression, he felt proud for a while.

Mimis glanced at him and thought, can that be the same?Lu Leng took the herbal jelly, but Jin Zhengyang didn't know what method he used.

Mimi wanted to refute him, but she also knew that she couldn't say it.

Otherwise, if people with ulterior motives know that Lu Leng has fairy grass, it will bring him fatal danger.

On the field, when Lu Leng saw Jin Zhengyang raised five soul rings, the look of surprise on his face flashed away, and then he raised a strong fighting spirit.

"I thought it was just a simple crush, but I didn't expect you to add a little interest to me." Lu Leng said appreciatively.

After all, he unceremoniously opened the soul ring.One purple and two black, instantly shining in the audience, especially the third spirit ring, which has nearly 5 years of power, suppressed the entire arena and overshadowed all five of Jin Zhengyang's spirit rings.

"What a terrifying aura, I actually feel depressed!" Jin Zhengyang looked at the two pitch-black soul rings. This is the power of a 5-year soul ring!
Level 35, War Soul Sovereign!

One purple and two black, as soon as they appeared, shocked the audience, and directly crushed the exclamation brought by Jin Zhengyang.

"Battle Soul Lord!!"

"Seven-year-old War Soul Venerable, this nima is more than a monstrous evildoer."

"What's going on here, can someone explain it to me?"

"Don't bother us big dicks all the time, you little dicks have to learn to grow up on your own."

(End of this chapter)