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

Chapter 43 The Powerful Golden Mask
"One millennium, two ten thousand years, teacher, are you lying to me, is there really such a configuration?"

"Teacher, my second spirit ring also needs to absorb the ten thousand year spirit ring, I advise you not to meddle in your own business."

"Don't worry, just go, the teacher can stop the soul beast and I will lose."

"Cold, cold, cold, cold!"

"..."

Off the field, there were various sounds of shock, doubt, worship, and screams...

The sound is everywhere, turning into the tide, one wave after another...

Compared with these students, the teachers of the academy were much calmer, after all they knew all about Lu Leng.However, when they actually saw it, they still couldn't hide the shock in their eyes.

A god-level martial soul with an innate soul power of 21, from the moment he entered the martial soul hall, his dazzling path was doomed.

"Mr. Mimis, do you think Lu Leng can win?" Hu Liena asked worriedly.

Mimis frowned when he heard the words, "If Jin Zhengyang is level 49, with Lu Leng's strength, he can win. But now that Jin Zhengyang has broken through to level [-], the result is hard to judge."

"Although it is only a one-level improvement, it is a qualitative change from the soul sect to the soul king. The increase in strength is not a star and a half. The difference in the soul power level of the soul master in the early stage is actually not big. With the advantages of the martial soul and the soul ring, Lu Leng can defeat the forty-level soul sect at level 25. But later on, it is difficult to increase the level of soul power, and the gap between each level is also huge. Some people are only one level higher, but they can fight against several people."

"So, whether Lu Leng can win, I'm not sure."

Hearing this, Hu Liena couldn't help clenching her fists.

At the same time, on the stage, Jin Zhengyang looked at the shining soul ring on Lu Leng's body, but found it extremely dazzling.

"Roar!"

Jin Zhengyang roared, unable to bear it anymore, his hair instantly turned golden, and at the same time, dense forest scales began to appear on his body.The scales are golden, hard and thick, and look like a pair of golden armor.

This is exactly his first soul skill, Golden Crocodile Armor!

Improve his defense, so that he will not be hurt by the sword, but also strengthen his strength.

"Come on!" Jin Zhengyang stood on the spot, stretched out his middle finger, and taunted Lu Leng.

"You dead crocodile, I think it's your shell that is hard, or my knife." Lu Leng was ridiculed, his face was indifferent, and he rushed up with his knife.

With a single cut, Jin Zhengyang directly stretched out his fist to resist, and when the two touched, a strong spark was wiped out.

"It seems that your knife is nothing more than that." Jin Zhengyang mocked.

"Oh? Really?" Lu Leng sneered, "Then try this trick again."

After the words fell, the lightning current on Zhan Luo Dao turned, and the sound of thunder appeared out of thin air.

Jin Zhengyang looked terrified, the knife seemed to have undergone drastic changes, and its power seemed to be several times stronger than before.

cut!
Lu Leng swung his knife sharply, and Jin Zhengyang used his soul power to meet him again.But this time, Zhan Luo Dao directly cut a hole in his scales, just like cutting tofu, it was extremely easy.

Jin Zhengyang felt the pain, and quickly withdrew his fist. He looked at the wound with a horrified expression. There was black smoke coming out of the wound, and he even smelled the smell of barbecue.

Fortunately, I retracted it quickly, otherwise I might hurt my bones. It seems that I still underestimated his knife.

Lu Leng succeeded in one blow, and he was merciless in his hands. He took advantage of the situation and chased after him, slashing across Jin Zhengyang's body continuously.

Jin Zhengyang fought back vigorously, but the scale armor was only a hundred-year-old soul skill, even though his soul power was strong, he was still wounded by Lu Leng's knife.

"You're wearing heavy armor, aren't you?" Lu Leng said suddenly.

Jin Zhengyang's pupils shrank suddenly, and his figure couldn't help trembling, as if someone had seen through his weakness.

"What's the matter? Was I right?" Lu smiled coldly, and he guessed when Jin Zhengyang asked him to attack first.

"If you only have this speed, then you can welcome my violent storm!" After that, Lu Leng's speed suddenly increased, and at the same time, the light of the knife in his hand flashed, and in an instant, tragic cries spread throughout the arena.

"Oh my God, it's too strong, this Lu Leng actually beat him all the way!" All the students in the audience were stunned.

They thought that Lu Leng would be suppressed and beaten by Kim Jongyang, but they didn't expect that the real situation would be so reversed.

"Lu Leng, fight well, beat him to death, and if you win, I'll be your younger brother." Xiong Rige shouted excitedly, his hands clenched into fists, as if he was beating Jin Zhengyang at the moment.

"The third soul skill, giant crocodile trampling!" Jin Zhengyang couldn't bear the feeling of being suppressed anymore, he roared angrily, and a golden giant crocodile suddenly appeared.

Jin Zhengyang raised his leg and stepped down on his foot, and the golden crocodile also stepped down on its thick front leg.

Immediately, there was a huge rumbling sound, accompanied by a burst of heaven and earth shaking, and he actually stepped out of a big pit with a diameter of 50 meters on the competition platform.

Jin Zhengyang looked around with an angry face, but he didn't find Lu Leng.

"What are you looking at?" Lu Leng's voice appeared in front of him.

He shook the knife in his hand and yawned, "If that's all you can do, then you can lie down, I don't want to play with you anymore."

Hearing this, Jin Zhengyang became furious. For so long, he had never been so embarrassed, and he had never been ridiculed so much.

He was really angry.

"Second Soul Skill, Golden Mask!"

"The fourth soul skill, violent blood!"

Jin Zhengyang roared, and a golden mask suddenly appeared around his body.At the same time, his aura changed, his eyes were blood red, his body muscles were condensed, and he became more powerful, and a violent and raging aura filled the audience.

"His golden armor is healing." Lu Leng saw that under the golden light, the wound that Jin Zhengyang suffered just now was actually healing. At the same time, the uninjured golden armor became more compact.

This golden mask is not simple.

"die!"

Jin Zhengyang roared. He clearly spoke human words, but there was a trace of animal roar.

"Good come."

Lu Leng has a strong sense of war, and this is what he wants.

"Thunder!"

Immediately, a purple thunder blasted from the sky out of thin air, hitting Jin Zhengyang's body.

But the imagined rupture did not appear, the golden mask was rippling, and the purple thunder landed on it, and it was absorbed directly.Moreover, it was not only absorbed, but also strengthened the strength of the golden mask.

It seems that this golden mask is not an ordinary defensive skill.

"This soul skill is specifically for energy-type soul skills. As long as it is a pure energy attack, it will be absorbed and used by him. Lu Leng can't use Thunderbolt anymore." Mimisi said.

"In this way, Lu Leng lost a skill." Hu Liena said worriedly.

(End of this chapter)