Douluo Continent: We agreed on a simulation, but they've come to life?

Fortunately, after fighting for a while, its soul power was exhausted, so it slipped back to pick up the milk bottle and replenish its soul power.

However, just as Jing Hongchen breathed a sigh of relief...

A slightly older disciple on the opposite side slowly stood up and walked straight towards the competition area.

"Wait, he's also under twenty?!" Jing Hongchen exclaimed anxiously, glaring at the white-haired old man opposite him. He had originally thought the old man was the team leader.

"Nonsense," the white-haired old man said with a smile.

"He is still a few days away from his twentieth birthday, so how can he not be considered under twenty? It's just that he looks a little older than his age. If Master Jing doesn't believe it, he can verify his bone age."

"..." Jing Hongchen's lips twitched.

This is clearly the aura of a Soul Saint...

In other words, at least a level seven Soul Master, how can they possibly fight?

Logically speaking, the Royal Academy can only occasionally produce one or two Soul Masters of this caliber, like Ma Rulong. But the problem is, Ma Rulong is well over twenty years old!

These shameless people came to catch them off guard.

No wonder it came today; if it had come in two more days, it might have already "expired"...

outrageous.

But jokes aside, even if the other person is only three days away from turning twenty, their talent is absolutely top-notch. I wonder where they found such a genius.

"Next up, a disciple of Mingde Hall, practical soul guidance system, Nana!"

With the appearance of the Mingdu Soul Master Academy's ace and the hearing of a familiar voice, Lu Cheng finally turned a somewhat interested gaze.

The latter clearly hasn't realized just how formidable the enemy he's about to face is.

It was just a simple warm-up. Amidst the blessings and cheers of the Royal Academy disciples, she lightly held two soul-guided daggers in her hands and stared indifferently at her opponent who was slowly walking towards the arena.

The girl was about seventeen years old and could be described as pretty. However, her wheat-colored skin, obvious abs, tall and proud figure, and rather aggressive gaze made her resemble a female leopard, harboring astonishing explosive energy.

……

Chapter 178 It was only then that I remembered I was also a member of Mingde Hall.

Today, he is one of the most outstanding disciples of Mingdetang.

Peak of Level 5 Soul Master.

Ghost Nana.

Strictly speaking, she can only be called a practical soul master. She does not create soul tools, but only uses them to fight and enhance herself. Just like the two short daggers she holds tightly in her hand, which gleam with a dark and cold light, seemingly capable of taking lives at any moment.

“It’s her…” Lu Cheng said calmly. This girl was also a tragic figure. Her parents were killed by evil spirit masters, and now she herself was also unable to escape the bondage, like a puppet on a string.

"Drink!"

With a shout, the girl's fingers moved nimbly, gripping two short blades in her hands. Visually, she remained standing in the same spot, but according to mental perception, she seemed to have "disappeared" from the original location.

"Speed ​​increase, clone..."

Seeing the two yellow spirit rings rising from the girl's feet, Lu Cheng recited the characteristics of her skill, and like several figures rushing towards the young man opposite him, the sharp blades in his hands reflected a cold light.

But the next moment.

The young man from Mingdu Soul Master Academy flashed a bright smile, his large white teeth particularly noticeable: "Junior, be careful."

The next instant, the surroundings resembled an iron fortress, mechanically folding and extending out a dense array of soul-guided cannons, all of which were level-six soul-guided rays. At the same time, the defenses were so solid that they were practically impenetrable.

The audience fell silent, staring in astonishment at the scene unfolding below the stage.

This guy's strength... could it be...?

The girl's pupils suddenly contracted. In her reflection, the young man grinned, revealing a contemptuous smile. A dark tube was pointed directly at her. Without the slightest hesitation, the third purple soul ring beneath his feet swung up, and his body suddenly became somewhat illusory.

The third soul skill, Ghost Possession, is somewhat similar to the soul skill of Dark Cloud. It can make oneself appear intangible, but its effect is naturally inferior to that of Dark Cloud, and it can only last for less than a second.

"Boom!!!"

The earth-shattering soul tool roared, and if it weren't for the array of soul tools in the trial field blocking the damage, the audience below would probably have been affected.

When the dust settled, everyone saw a figure flying backward.

Her body crashed heavily onto the field, the girl coughing up blood, her face as pale as paper. Even though she managed to reactivate her invincible shield a second after the ghost possession ended, she still couldn't escape the opponent's overwhelming firepower.

This fortress-type Soul Master is considered one of the mainstream Soul Masters today.

They fully utilized the advantages of soul tools on the battlefield, especially against soul masters whose strength was inferior to their own, it was a dimensional reduction attack. In the small arena, there was nowhere to run, and they could not escape the range of their firepower.

Therefore, even if Nana buys dozens more invincible shields, it won't make a difference; she'll just be ousted from the stage sooner or later.

When a Soul Master enters the seventh level, it is a watershed moment, just like when a Soul Master advances to the Soul Saint level. Not only is their spiritual power amplified, but their soul power also increases dramatically, making their firepower and endurance virtually unstoppable.

To put it bluntly, even if Xiao Hongchen were here now, he wouldn't be able to defeat the other side.

"..."

The spectator stand.

Jing Hongchen's eyes twitched; she sensed something was wrong.

Given this shameless old man's personality, if no one can really handle that kid this time, he'll probably be used as a bragging point by the other side for the rest of his life, and it could even be said to be a permanent stain on the Royal Academy.

"Master Jing, what do you think of my generous gift?" The white-haired old man laughed heartily, clearly in a very good mood, especially seeing Jing Hongchen's increasingly strange expression across from him.

“It’s a bit too early to laugh now,” Jing Hongchen said, forcing a smile. He glanced at Lin Jiayi, who hurriedly left, clearly to gather the elite troops of Mingde Hall.

But anyone with eyes can see that Ma Rulong is already over twenty years old, as are all the main team members who participated in the previous competition, and given this situation... even if they were called in, they probably wouldn't be able to win.

As expected.

In the following matches, the young man from Mingdu Soul Master Academy won easily. Watching the figures being blasted off the stage in a sorry state, Jing Hongchen lost face and was about to leave in a huff.

Lin Jiayi, who was beside him, seemed to remember something and whispered a few words in his ear.

"yes……"

Jing Hongchen slapped his thigh and turned to signal someone to go find it quickly, while his complexion also recovered somewhat.

Under twenty years old, right?

Genius, you have it, and so do I!

"What, does Master Jing have another trick up his sleeve?" The white-haired old man frowned slightly, his tone tinged with a hint of probing.

"..." Jing Hongchen smiled without saying a word.

……

"It looks like the Royal Academy is going to be thoroughly humiliated by the other side this time." Lu Cheng shook his head with a sigh as he watched another figure dressed in red and black, wearing the Royal Academy uniform, crash into the sidelines.

Meanwhile, in the spectator stands.

Although the Mingdu Soul Master Academy disciples were few in number, their momentum surged wave after wave, with cheers and applause ringing out incessantly. In stark contrast, the Royal Soul Master Academy disciples were all dejected, staring at the heavy and solid figure on the field, like a mountain, blasting down the many Royal Academy disciples who rushed forward one after another, giving them no opening or opportunity whatsoever.

Although everyone was angry, there was nothing they could do.

A loss is a loss, even if it means being ridiculed by the Mingdu Soul Master Academy for decades to come...

"Well done! Give this princess a good... crush them! They're nothing but a bunch of trash. Do they even deserve to be enrolled by this princess?!" Xu Tianzhen's face flushed with excitement as she clenched her fists. Clearly, this talented young man's entry into the Soul Master Academy was largely due to this person's influence.

At this age, she was at a rebellious age. Her favorite thing to do was to go against the old emperor. The old emperor wanted her to go east, but she insisted on going west. Therefore, the fact that she was able to let Mingdu Soul Master Academy defeat the Royal Academy was also a kind of victory for her, and it was something she had always pursued.

She could already foresee her father's angry face.

"Boss, keep a low profile, keep a low profile. This is someone else's territory after all..." A male student looked embarrassed, glanced at the angry eyes of the many Royal Academy disciples opposite him, and said in a low voice.

"I'm afraid?!" Xu Tianzhen snorted and glanced at the crowd with disdain.

"Let them try to lay a finger on me!"

The male student was on the verge of tears. These people definitely wouldn't dare to touch you, but as for us... well, who knows? The elites of the Royal Soul Master Academy are all gathered here. If they really manage to corner us, we might get a beating.

Xu Tianzhen turned around, her eyebrows dancing with excitement, and continued to cheer.

……

A spectator stand.

A strikingly handsome young man, sword in hand, surveyed the arena, his brows slightly furrowed. Watching yet another Level 6 Soul Master be defeated by a disciple of the Mingdu Soul Master Academy, he shook his head: "They're going to lose..."

"Sword fanatic, why don't you go up and give it a try?" someone nearby urged.

“I’m over twenty years old, otherwise I would definitely have gone up and tried.” Ji Juechen shook his head, his expression calm. “Although I might not be able to beat him even if I went up.”

"Those despicable bastards!" A plain-looking woman beside Ji Juechen gritted her teeth and said angrily, "It's a pity I'm too old, otherwise I would definitely teach them a lesson!"

“You’re no match for him.” Ji Juechen shook his head and said seriously, “Even if you’re under the age limit, you’ll only get beaten up if you go up against him.”

Jing Ziyan: "..."

He truly lives up to his reputation as a sword fanatic.

"..."

"How despicable!" Keke exclaimed indignantly.

"They only take advantage of people's misfortunes..."

“But we have nothing to say, right?” Orange popped a segment of orange into her mouth and leisurely rested her chin on her hand.

With Xu Tianran behind her, she naturally knew the inside story. This Princess Xu Tianzhen, as the only daughter of the current emperor, was naturally the darling of her brothers. This exchange competition was probably caused by her behind the scenes. Otherwise, how could Mingdu Soul Master Academy have recruited such a genius?

However, even if the other party humiliates the Mirror Hall Master, they will not be subject to any real punishment.

Who told her to be Xu Tianzhen? Even a narrow-minded guy like Xu Tianran regarded her as a treasure. The struggle for the throne among the nine princes did not affect her status in the slightest.

That's truly enviable.

"Give me oranges." Keke gritted her teeth, snatched a few oranges from her companion's hand, and swallowed them hard, as if she were treating the oranges as enemies, crushing them mercilessly.

"Do you want it, Senior Brother?" Orange seemed to remember something and glanced at Lu Cheng with a slightly apologetic look.

"Give me one." Lu Cheng smiled and nodded.

Try the taste of oranges.

Upon tasting it, a look of amazement flashed in Lu Cheng's eyes. As expected of his own martial soul, it was sweet but not cloying, with a strange fragrance that lingered in his mouth for a long time. No wonder Keke always pestered him to eat oranges.

"So we're really going to lose?" Zi Mu asked with regret in his eyes.