Chapter 42

"Ding! The host triggers a series of missions to win the first soul fighting battle. If it fails, the subsequent missions will fail."

In the process of waiting, the first one-on-one fight at night is finally about to begin.

I saw a middle-aged man in a tuxedo slowly coming to the center of the fighting platform and facing the audience in front of him. The middle-aged man bowed slightly, then showed a standard smile and said in a loud voice.

"Dear gentlemen and ladies, good evening. Next, we will have the first one-on-one soul duel in our 15th duel soul field. There are two war soul masters. They are yuan Chun, a level 46 soul sect with pretty bear martial spirit. They have won three consecutive battles, and the other is the level 46 soul sect No. 0 red flame with martial spirit shooting sun bow, Let's wait and see who can win. Next, let's invite two souls to play! "

Yes, the zero red flame is our protagonist, the son of heaven. In order to pull the wind, it gives itself a title.

The loud voice clearly spread to the rest area from the side of the soul fighting field. Hearing the host's voice, the emperor was stunned.

"No, the first one is me? My ass hasn't been hot yet..." the emperor was a little surprised and dissatisfied. He was dissatisfied not only with himself for the first time, but also with his opponent.

This opponent is too delicious. He's only level 46 soul sect. I'm afraid he'll be gone if he warms up.

"Forget it, just think he is the boy who sends points." the emperor shrugged helplessly, put on torrekia's eyes, stood up, walked out of the rest area, followed the road signs on the wall, and soon came to the soul fighting platform from the contestant's channel.

"Well, our two great soul masters have arrived. Now we can prepare to start!"

Seeing that the emperor and Yuan Chun have come to the soul fighting platform, the host slowly withdrew from the soul fighting platform and left the soul fighting platform to the two players.

But whether it's the host, the audience, or face-to-face yuan Chun, people are stupid to see the emperor at such a young age.

Like yuan Chun, he kept rubbing his eyes for fear that he was wrong, but standing in front of him seemed to be an 11-year-old boy.

"Little boy? You're not weaned yet," laughed yuan Chun, and his words made the audience laugh.

He didn't put the emperor at the same level as him. After all, the emperor looked so small, and his height was not high. His skin was as white as jade. With the cinnabar mole between his eyebrows, Yuan Chun almost had no character. He was a girl.

And how can such a young child reach the level of level 46 soul sect? He must spend money again. Let's have a long experience?

The heart is helpless, but the son of heaven is still unmoved on the surface. A young voice came out: "hurry up and solve you as soon as possible."

As soon as I opened my mouth, the whole audience was silent.

"What are you talking about?" Yuan Chun was stunned and angry at random. He was ridiculed by a little fart child. It was a great humiliation.

He yawned lazily and stretched himself. The emperor replied lazily, "hmm? Is there a problem?"

"Smelly boy, it seems that I need to teach you what is filial piety to your elders!" Yuan Chun snorted coldly, planning to teach the emperor a lesson and punch the emperor directly.

With a slight lift of the corner of his mouth, the son of heaven showed an evil smile and stood in place without avoiding this seemingly ferocious punch.

Even if he didn't show his martial spirit, the explosive power of that fist was still very high. People in the audience didn't have the heart to watch it. They all thought that the son of heaven would be seriously injured under this fist.

"Alas, the child is dead."

"Well, I have to kill myself. I'm wandering outside so small."

There was much discussion under the stage, but it did not affect the son of heaven.

However, the emperor raised his right hand and easily grasped yuan Chun's fist. His body was not moved and was not affected at all.

"How could it?" Yuan Chun looked a little frozen. He knew how powerful his fist was. Although he said he didn't try his best, he also had six points. Let alone an 11-year-old child, even an adult didn't dare to take his fist at will.

Suddenly he had an ominous feeling.

The evil spirit of the son of heaven smiled, forced his right hand and pressed his hand upward.

"Ah!" Yuan Chun screamed bitterly, but he didn't lose his reason. Instead, he used his soul to quickly pull back his bound hand and immediately open the distance from the son of heaven.

"This child is very evil!" he still showed contempt on the surface, but his heart was vigilant. Yuan Chun began to take this seemingly small child seriously.

"Manxiong Wuhun possessed the body!" Yuan Chun summoned Wuhun directly. He was a brown bear, slightly smaller than Zhao Wuji's powerful King Kong bear, but his face was full of ferocity, surrounded by white and yellow soul rings under the soles of his feet.

After the Wu soul possessed yuan Chun, the brown bear hair of a pretty Bear grew all over his body, and a scar on his face was even more ferocious.

First soul skill - collision

The white soul ring was full of light, and the soul force burst out of his body, covering the whole huge body, and rammed into the son of heaven with an overbearing power.

"Little fun." with a smile, the Emperor didn't even sacrifice the martial spirit or even the cold shadow sword, but directly greeted it with a fist.

It's not his arrogance, but his self-confidence in his own strength. Since he recovered his fighting spirit strength and achieved a certain level of cultivation, at least in Douluo mainland, he was not afraid of anyone.

Besides, Yuan Chun's soul ring is so delicious.

"Belittle me?" Yuan Chun's face was cold, and his scar face was more ferocious. "Then you'll pay the price."

Two fists collided, and a circle of air waves burst out, making a loud noise in the air.

This is a competition of pure power.

"This child is not stupid. He dares to take a punch from the powerful soul master without even using the martial soul?"

"I think most of them don't understand weight. Whose child is this?"

……

On the stage, Yuan Chun was surprised to feel that the son of heaven was not weaker than his own strength. He looked at him more and increased his strength in an attempt to overwhelm him directly.

"Hehe, you can't." he didn't care about yuan Chun's increasing strength. The emperor also understood what his pure strength might be, and he no longer hit it hard. After all, he was not stupid enough to fight against others with his own weaknesses.

Xuan level advanced fighting skill - Dragon walking

The emperor removed his strength, tilted his body to the side, and cleverly opened the distance between them by using his body method.

But yuan Chun did not expect that he had given up the duel with his pure strength and had no time to restrain his strength. He suddenly leaned forward and stumbled.

"My physical strength should be at the same level now. It's a pity that I haven't practiced physical skills and boxing." the emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a dark way.

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