Chapter 393

This day's arrangement seemed to lean towards Shrek Academy's side as it was the last match.

This meant that this match would be near the evening. At that time, Zhu Zhuqing's strength would be greatly improved.

Therefore, Tang San suggested that the grandmaster arrange for Zhu Zhuqing to be the last, hoping that she would be able to deal a fatal blow to Nine One!

However, this time, Wang Feng didn't choose to help Zhu Zhuqing.

The first six matches didn't end quickly. By the time they were done, the sky had already darkened.

Many torches had been erected around the Martial Arts Practice Field, illuminating the entire Martial Arts Practice Field.

The last match was about to begin!

Nine One slowly walked onto the stage. After a few days, many members of the academy were slightly dazed when they saw Nine One One again.

"They didn't fight in the qualifiers, but the two teams finally met."

Ning Fengzhi sighed in the front row. "I wonder what kind of sparks will erupt between them?"

Bishop Salas didn't seem to have any intention of arguing with Ning Fengzhi. He just narrowed his eyes and waited quietly for the match to begin.

On the other hand, the Snowy Night Emperor was a little interested as he said, "Everyone from Shrek Academy is very strong. Among the other teams, their strength is the most average. Eight against one, this will be a tough battle for Nine One One. "

Ning Fengzhi nodded slightly.

The pace of the qualifiers was very fast. They had been watching it for more than ten days.

This was especially so for the last match. Purple Star College only had Nine One One. There was no need for any personnel to be transferred, and there was no need for discussion. This greatly sped up the time. Anyway, as long as you could beat Nine One One, you would win.

Shrek Academy sent out Tai Long first.

Wang Feng smiled.

He recalled the time when he was a six-ringed Soul Emperor and taught a few people before the qualifiers.

However, his strength at that time was different from now.

Now, Wang Feng was using First Gear and Mysterious Underworld Armor, so it was hard to tell. A six-ringed Soul Emperor was at least Second Gear because Void Mirror could only be used at Second Gear.

Tai Long wasn't as reckless as before. After entering the arena with his Martial Soul Possession, he looked at Wang Feng with a look that said, "I want to drag you down."

According to Tang San's train of thought, he had to attack if he had a nine to one chance. Because if he did not attack and just stood there, his energy consumption would be far greater than Tai Long's. The one who would be at a disadvantage would always be the nine to one chance.

Therefore, the one who initiated the attack would definitely be nine to one.

The truth was not wrong. Wang Feng was indeed taking the initiative to attack.

Without another word, Wang Feng charged towards Tai Long. Wang Feng didn't even need to use the Mysterious Underworld Spike to deal with Tai Long, who was a pure strength-type soul master.

"Drag? How can it be so easy to drag things out? "

Wang Fengxin thought.

His speed was so fast that Tai Long could not react in time. In just a few blinks of an eye, Wang Feng was already beside him.

However, Tai Long's purple soul ring also lit up at this moment.

"Third soul skill: Immovable Mountain!"

Tai Long let out a loud roar, and the muscles all over his body swelled again. As if he was riding a horse, both of his feet were slightly embedded into the arena, leaving a footprint that was visible to the naked eye.

Immovable Mountain was a skill that allowed him to stand like a mountain peak. As he took root in the ground, it was difficult for his enemies to shake him.

It was a soul skill that allowed him to defend while waiting for an attack. Right now, he was using it to resist a few of Nine to One's attacks.

He would resist as many attacks as he could.

Wang Feng punched Tai Long's chest.

The immense strength caused Tai Long to be unable to stabilize himself in the arena, and he was forced to take more than ten steps back.

From this, one could see how powerful a pure strength-type soul master was. Although Wang Feng had held back some of his strength in this punch, even Dai Mubai would be sent flying.

As Tai Long retreated, he glanced at Wang Feng from the corner of his eye. When he realized that this punch was not enough to send him flying, he was delighted.

Following this, he took a deep breath and planned to stabilize himself before using Immovable Mountain again.

Although his third soul skill consumed a lot of energy, it was not a problem for him to use it a few times.

However, at this moment, Wang Feng laughed. As he looked at Tai Long, who was retreating, he swung his palm.

Several streaks of black light appeared!

However, these streaks of black light did not land on Tai Long's body. Instead, they landed precisely where Tai Long was retreating, as if they were equipped with a navigation system.

Tai Long felt as if he had stepped on something slippery. His body, which was already under control, suddenly staggered. It was as if he had stepped on a banana peel, and he fell to the ground!

Boom!

His huge body fell to the ground, causing the arena to tremble!

This caused countless people to be stunned! They did not understand how Tai Long had fallen.

As they were puzzled, everyone focused on Tai Long. They realized that Tai Long had stepped on a special shoe.

There were a few round wheels under the shoe.

Everyone was speechless.

Tyrone's huge body fell to the ground with a loud crash. He only lasted for less than five seconds before he was defeated.

The shoe that was formed by the Mysterious Underworld Spike was called a pulley shoe …

Tai Long had stepped on it when he was retreating. Even under normal circumstances, he would have fallen if he had stepped on it.

"My Mysterious Underworld Spike can not only be used as a tool for myself."

Wang Fengxin thought to himself.

In my hands, the Mysterious Underworld Spike is a tool to defeat the enemy. In the hands of the enemy, it is a hindrance.

This was what Wang Feng had been thinking about these days.

Sometimes, the more he felt that he had unearthed all the abilities of the Mysterious Underworld Spike, the more he felt that … it was too useful.

Logically speaking, Wang Feng felt that the Mysterious Underworld Spike was really tailor-made for him.

To put it bluntly, even if the Mysterious Underworld Spike was given to anyone in the Douluo World, they would not be able to use it as well as he did.

Because he came from the modern era, the things he could imagine were unimaginable by the humans of the current Douluo World.

For example, during the qualifiers against Skywater Academy, the speed skating blades formed under his feet.

The more imaginative a soul master was, the more powerful the Mysterious Underworld Spike would be!

Everyone who saw this scene was silent.

Especially Tang San and the others. They thought that Tai Long would be able to hold on for at least ten seconds.

After all, if he was only defending, it would not be easy to knock him out of the arena in a short time. Unless Jiu Yi used the huge hammer he used to fight Huo Wushuang on the first day.

But in that case, the other party would consume a lot of soul power. They were hoping that Jiu Yi would do that.

But no one expected that Jiu Yi would only use one punch and use his soul bone to form a special shoe to defeat Tai Long.

He was defeated even faster than when he fought against the six-ringed Soul Emperor.

Soon, they did not have much time to think. The second person was Jing Ling.

As an agility-type soul master, Jing Ling did not have Tai Long's strength or special defensive skills. She could only rely on her speed to dodge.

Unfortunately, there was still a big gap between her speed and Jiu Yi's.

But Jing Ling had a very powerful soul skill.

"Third soul skill: Bone Softening."

It could cause the bones in the body to soften and become elastic. It could remove most of the enemy's power and at the same time increase the sensitivity by 655%!