Luo Shixiang's martial soul is a ghost gun, and the gun is like thunder.

Ma Baoguo is also not ordinary, as soon as the martial soul appeared, a five-section mixed yuan infinity whip was held in hand Zheng

The Mixed Yuan Infinite Whip, the whip is five feet long, the whole body is silver and white, and each section of the whip is covered with sharp blades and hooks, and the edge is exposed!

"Two, if you're ready, you can start, and you'll see it all over!"

The host admonished that he was a teacher at the academy, not a professional referee, so he did not read out the rules of the game.

"Hehe, old horse, I haven't seen you use the fourth soul technique when you usually train, don't be stingy today, let me open my eyes!"

Luo Shixiang's secret gun was pointed directly at the tip of Ma Baoguo's nose, full of provocation.

He and Ma Baoguo have fought no less than a hundred times, and the victory is inseparable, after all, his soul skills are more inclined to deal with female soul masters.

Ma Baoguo immediately drank: "Of course, the most powerful one should be put at the end, let's take a look at this first, the second soul skill, the shadowless whip!" ”

The Infinite Whip instantly changed to three meters long, waving messily in Ma Baoguo's hand.

Luo Shixiang couldn't avoid it, and hurriedly blocked dozens of whips with the Ghost Spear, and took the time to withdraw the attack range of the long whip.

"Hehe, don't hide, come and fight with me!" Ma Baoguo took advantage of the victory and pursued away, wielding wantonly under the effect of soul power.

"As you wish, look at my ecstasy gun!"

This is Luo Shixiang's second soul technique, at this time he is immersed in an ecstatic artistic conception, with a faint sadness on his face, which is very intoxicating to the opposite sex.

Finally, the two began to collide head-on.

The golden gun and the silver whip are both two top-level martial spirits, and the soul power is equal, so they are destined to die endlessly.

With a bang, Ma Baoguo flew out upside down, the second soul skill was broken by the golden gun, and the silver whip in his hand also changed back to its original five-foot size.

But Luo Shixiang was not comfortable, the golden light of the gun head dimmed a lot because of this, judging from the position where the two of them stayed, Luo Shixiang was better in the end.

"Luo Shixiang has been in retreat for two months, it seems that he has not made progress, if Ma Baoguo does not use his long-hidden fourth soul technique, he will definitely be defeated!" Wang Yuxuan said seriously.

Lu Han didn't think so, in their circle, forty or fifty levels were so ridiculous.

"Later, you can pick a weak one to fight, just go through the motions, and the person who stands at the end can only be me." Lu Han commanded, and Wang Yuxuan nodded very naturally.

With a great god like Lu Han here, this competition has completely lost its meaning, and the glory of becoming the prince's companion has basically belonged.

Ma Baoguo stabilized his mind, and after several rounds of being at a disadvantage, he finally couldn't hold it back, "Fourth soul skill, mixed yuan even five whips!" ”

"Hmph, you should have been like this a long time ago, the fourth soul skill, the golden gun crying blood!"

Luo Shixiang was unhurried, and lit the brilliance of the gun head again, this is not the real body of the martial spirit, but there is an illusion of the unity of man and gun.

"The power of the golden gun has doubled, I don't know if the old horse's fourth soul skill will go toe-to-toe with it." Meng Jun said in a deep voice.

The title of the Big Three of the character class was a year ago, and now Luo Shixiang is so strong, he is not good.

Bruno prefers Ma Baoguo to win, because he may not be able to win against Luo Shixiang, not to mention that this person has been in retreat for two months, and he has not known how to improve to various levels.

On Xue Qinghe's side, at the moment when the golden gun was lit, there was a slight hint of brilliance on his face.

The strength shown by Luo Shixiang can basically reach the qualification of key training.

The competition of the fourth soul skill was about to start, and a silver light appeared.

Ma Baoguo's Lian Wu Whip is different from Demon Suppression Douluo's, the latter is a profound physical technique, while the former is a true whip technique.

Prince Xuexing suddenly asked, "Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, which of them are you more optimistic about?" ”

Xue Qinghe said gracefully: "Quiet and unspent, but a blockbuster, even more sharp, the temple guesses that the golden gun will win." ”

From this point of view, Xue Qinghe is very optimistic about Luo Shixiang.

The next moment, Luo Shixiang lived up to expectations, and knocked Ma Baoguo to the ground with a startled return gun, but after all, Luo Shixiang won.

"Your Highness has good eyesight, I don't know if he will be the best candidate to read with." Prince Xuexing is flattering on the surface, but in fact, he has a ghost in his heart, and he doesn't know that he has abused Xue Qinghe thousands of times.

As the uncle of Xue Qinghe and Avalanche, he should have had a bowl of water, but Xue Qinghe's behavior in the past few years shocked the court, and even he, Uncle Wang, didn't pay much attention to it.

Don't look at Xue Qinghe as a humble gentleman on the surface, but in fact, due to his deterrence, most of the ministers of the court and the central government have taken refuge in his disciples, and the battle for the throne of Japan will definitely be rushing.

This "scramble" for the control of the Dou Royal Academy was also the result of Xue Qinghe's deliberate humility, which was regarded as a meat grain for Avalanche.

In his plan, today's prince will be the future master of the Dou Royal Academy.

Ma Baoguo was defeated, and the crowd began to be divided.

"I think Luo Shixiang's current strength is no worse than Meng Jun, but it's a pity that he chose the next two to appear, I'm afraid he won't be able to survive in the end."

Wang Yuxuan glanced at the direction of Meng Jun, and the guy sat in his position without moving, as if he was not going to make a move in front.

The next person on the field was an auxiliary soul master, the martial soul colorful spirit Ruyi, who only survived two rounds, and was defeated without any suspense.

The golden gun swept everything, Luo Shixiang struggled to defeat one more person, and it was Wang Yuxuan's turn to play!

"Forty-seven level against forty-nine level, originally the victory was not big, but Luo Shixiang wore three, and the soul power consumption was huge, Wang Yuxuan should be able to fight."

Luo Shixiang was able to do this, which has exceeded Xue Qinghe's expectations, even if he can't stand to the end, he will throw an olive branch to him in private.

"Although you have fought three games in a row, even if I win, I will not be able to win, but despite this, your strength is still not to be reckoned with."

As soon as Wang Yuxuan came up, he released the martial soul Qingyan Vajra Leopard, and in the face of Luo Shixiang, who only had fifty percent of his soul power left, he didn't dare to be careless, just because his prestige was called the Golden Gun.

Luo Shixiang said: "Wang Yuxuan, two years ago I was also level 47, and now two years have passed, but I haven't been able to break into the Soul King before graduation, but I'm more optimistic about you, make a move!" ”

Wang Yuxuan didn't talk nonsense with him, and after the source of rage, he then killed him with a crack, and slammed it on Luo Shixiang's golden gun, causing bursts of sparks.

The duel between the two Rao did not collide head-on like the previous ones, most of them changed their positions and retreated with one blow, and then waited for the opportunity to move.

After about three minutes of fighting, Luo Shixiang gradually showed his decline.

"Luo Shixiang, you have won three consecutive victories, and you are not unjustly defeated, if you are in your heyday, it must be me who loses."

Wang Yuxuan calmly came out of this fact, and then stopped his waist and slapped his waist, and finally forced Luo Shixiang out of the ring.

"Wow! Wang Yuxuan's classmate wins, please the next one! ”