Chapter 436

What a cunning Shrek Academy! "

Yan said angrily, "They are sure that we won't admit defeat, so they deliberately let us fight Nine and One. Do they want to be the fisherman who benefits?"

The other two were silent.

In fact, Xiao Wu was right, and so was the master.

The three of them had borne too much glory and light. Even if the other team members could admit defeat, they couldn't directly admit defeat on behalf of the academy.

Otherwise, it would be a disgrace.

Even if they lost to Nine and One, it was much better than admitting defeat directly.

But after the fight, their overall strength would be greatly weakened, and it would be easy to expose their strength.

"Then let's go."

Evil Moon said in a deep voice, "We naturally can't admit defeat. If we can directly defeat Nine and One, then we still have half a day to rest."

Admit defeat directly? What a joke. The Pope was still here. If they admitted defeat directly, the Martial Spirit Hall would lose a lot of face.

Shrek and the others didn't have any burdens.

On the other side, Wang Feng also showed a smile.

It seemed that Little Three and the others were smart enough to admit defeat now.

Then, I hope to see you in the finals.

Wang Feng's eyes flickered. He looked at the people from the Martial Spirit Hall and walked directly to the center of the square.

The meaning was obvious.

The red-robed referee didn't say anything and looked directly at the golden generation.

At this moment, Pope Bibidon suddenly said, "It's okay to admit defeat.

"It's not a problem to admit defeat. This is your right. However, since you've admitted defeat, go back and prepare for the match this afternoon."

Hearing this, Tang San and the others' expressions changed slightly.

This Pope was indeed not simple.

It was obvious that he wanted to drive them away so that they couldn't see the individual battle between Nine and One and the golden generation of the Martial Spirit Hall!

This meant that they couldn't know the detailed strength of the golden generation!

Wang Feng was quite interested. Although this back and forth was not a battlefield, it also showed the shrewdness of this Pope Bibidon. Obviously, he wanted to hide the strength of the Martial Spirit Hall to the greatest extent.

The masters stood up and slowly left the square with Tang San and the others. They couldn't find any reason to stay.

However, Ning Fengzhi and the Sword Douluo didn't leave. The representative of the Heaven Dou Empire didn't leave either. As the crown prince, Xue Qinghe was also present.

They were invited here, so it was only right for them to watch. The Star Luo Empire's representative team had already left Martial Spirit City the day before because none of their teams had made it to the finals.

There weren't many viewers at the moment.

"I'll go first!"

On the other side, Yan said in a deep voice, "The rest of the team members can conserve their strength, but the three of us can't admit defeat. Now that Shrek's team is gone, we can bring out our skills and fight them!"

"Then I'll go second. Little Na, you'll go last."

A strange light flashed in Evil Moon's eyes.

Hu Liena also nodded.

Yan walked onto the arena. He, who had already endured for a long time, practically had an explosive force surging out of his body with every step he took.

The rank 00 Soul Warrior's five Soul Rings suddenly lit up!

A pure elemental ancient beast martial spirit like the Lord of the Flames was extremely rare. To be able to become a member of the Golden Generation, he was naturally not weak.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black.

Many of the teachers in the hall had analyzed Nine One Kai in various ways and determined that his individual strength was at least above level 10. It was even possible for him to reach level 25. He could be called an inconceivable peerless genius.

However, he was not convinced.

There were some things that no matter how much he analyzed, he would never be able to fight them. With their pride, they would not be completely convinced.

"Match, begin!"

The red-robed bishop shouted softly.

After saying that, Yan roared, and the Soul Rings on his body lit up one after another.

Countless flames spread throughout his body, and a huge flaming humanoid appeared directly from his body.

It was his Martial Soul, the Lord of the Flames.

After the Martial Soul Possession, Yan's limbs were all burning with flames. There was also a flame burning between his eyebrows, and his eyes were crimson red.

At this moment, Wang Feng was already attacking him.

Wang Feng's speed was naturally very fast, and he did not even use the Soul Killing Spear.

Previously, Zhan Xiaotian was enhanced by two extreme limits, and coupled with the influence of the environment, that was why Wang Feng was able to use the Soul Killing Spear.

Although this Yan was very strong, if he wanted Wang Feng to use the Soul Killing Spear, it was not something that could be done with just a Martial Soul Possession. Wang Feng also wanted to understand the specific strength of these people.

Yan's Martial Soul was not weaker than Zhan Xiaotian's Zhan Meng Beast. It could only be said that they were on par.

However, it was also a very comprehensive Martial Soul.

Strength and defense were absolute advantages! His attacks were also accompanied by a special effect. It was a powerful Divine Wind martial soul, and it had no obvious weaknesses.

However, speed was not his forte.

However, he did not need to be very fast. Anyone who dared to attack him would be burned by his flames.

"Soul skill: Raging Flame Body!"

Jiu Yikai was extremely fast, and there was no fancy whistling as he punched towards Yan.

Yan's fourth Soul Ring lit up. Suddenly, his skin turned golden-red, and he looked indestructible.

Thousand-year soul skill, Raging Flame Body: Increases one's defense by 655%, making one's body extremely tough. Increases one's strength by 05%, and when flames cover one's entire body to attack an enemy, the enemy will be burned.

This was one of his core soul skills.

Jiu Yikai was very fast, and he could only use his fourth Soul Skill as a test.

He punched towards Jiu Yikai, who was covered in flames.

The two fists collided.

Instantly, a strong flow of flames was unleashed.

Yan's expression changed slightly, and he could not help but glide back more than ten meters.

'Just his physical strength is so strong … No wonder the teachers analyzed that this person's strength is at least above Rank 15.'

Yan's eyes were a little gloomy. "However, if you take this punch head-on, your hand will be affected by my flames … Furthermore, the flames have the ability to corrode soul power!"

The flames in his Soul Skill were naturally not ordinary flames.

However, when Yan looked at Jiu Yikai's fist, he was stunned.

Jiu Yikai did not take half a step back, but there were no traces of flames on his fist, and it looked a little white under the sunlight.

"Fire immunity?"

Yan was stunned. "His body is also fire immune?"

Not only him, but all the spectators were also stunned as they looked at Jiu Yikai.

At this moment, Wang Feng did not give him any time to think.

With one punch, Wang Feng had already tested Yan's strength. The quality of his Martial Soul was similar to Zhan Xiaotian's, but his Soul Power was much higher, so his overall strength was much stronger. Furthermore, he had a fifth Soul Skill.

'Then, let me see what other special abilities you have.'

Wang Feng waved his hand. Although his body was immune to flames, his opponent's flames had other abilities, and he was not immune to them.

Yan's body was extremely tough now, and was not inferior to Zhan Xiaotian's. In fact, he was even stronger.

Wang Feng charged forward once again, and leapt high into the air. The Mysterious Underworld Spike in his hand became extremely huge.

His strength poured out, and he smashed the hammer down with all his might!

There's still time tonight … please count the tickets.

(End of Chapter)