Douluo: Wuhun double fists, deliberately punching

Qi Tian laughed dryly. He originally thought Oscar was Oslo's long-lost brother, but now it seemed that he was overthinking it.

"Teacher Qin, can we start?"

Qin Ming: "It's up to you."

As for telling his details before the fight, Qi Tian would not do that.

Oslo seemed to be humiliated, his face looked a little ugly, "Junior, you need to pay a price for arrogance."

"The third soul skill, Leopard Shadow Clone."

Oslo's speed doubled in an instant. While the Ghost Leopard Spirit was running, his body split into two and rushed towards Qitian from two different directions.

"Don't hurt your life." As he spoke, Qin Ming glanced at Ye Lingling.

"Junior, don't be dumbfounded, get out of the way." Yu Tianheng said anxiously in the audience.

In fact, Qi Tian has already activated his second martial soul - his eyes. Oslo's speed may be as fast as a ghost in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, it is just average.

The martial soul completed its possession, Qi Tian aimed at the path that Oslo's body must pass through, and punched hard.

The main effect of the opponent's third soul skill is to confuse the opponent, and it has no substantial offensive ability.

"Impossible." Oslo was shocked.

The agile attack type soul master could never withstand the attack from the powerful attack type soul master. Faced with Qi Tian's fist, he could only stop forcibly.

"Leopard, what are you doing!" Yufeng said sarcastically.

Only Oslo himself understood how thrilling the scene just now was. As long as he takes another half step forward, Qi Tian will definitely use his soul skills.

"You are not stupid." Oslo said in a deep voice.

"Do you want to admit defeat?" Qi Tian asked casually.

"Are you kidding? The second soul skill, Ghost Leopard Double Slash." Oslo crossed his claws on his chest.

A flash of light flashed on the sharp claws, and as the claws were swung out, two substantial claw marks struck at the opponent.

The first soul ring at Qitian's feet lit up, "The first soul skill, Shenglong Fist."

Accompanied by a burst of dragon roar, his right fist turned into a golden dragon shadow. While smashing the claw mark, the remaining power of the golden dragon flew towards Oslo.

"What a powerful attack power." Yu Tianheng rubbed his fists, feeling a little excited.

Qin Ming's face was a little unhappy. He didn't know why. Oslo used a useless third soul skill from the beginning, which caused a lot of his soul power to be consumed in vain.

"Wait, how did he get there."

……

Oslo knew that he could not resist Qitian's attack, so he relied on his own speed advantage to quickly escape from the golden dragon's impact range.

"Huh~ It's so dangerous, this guy is really difficult to deal with." After sighing in his heart, when he raised his head to look for Qi Tian, ​​he found that the other party's figure had disappeared.

"I'm sorry, senior." Qi Tian's voice came from behind him.

Before Oslo could react, Qi Tian grabbed the back of his neck and threw him out of the open space.

"Junior Qitian, you did a good job." Yu Tianheng said with fighting spirit.

Qi Tian responded, turned to look at Qin Ming, and asked with a smile: "Teacher Qin, according to the agreement between you and the three education committee members, can I become an official member of the first team?"

Qin Ming frowned slightly.

Just now, Qi Tian's seemingly useless movement actually became the key to ending the game. Even he didn't expect that Qi Tian would guess where Oslo would land. Is it a coincidence or intentional?

Of course, he would never have imagined it. The moment Osro entered Qitian's offensive rhythm, the latter knew almost all his movements. Besides, in terms of experience in the arena alone, who among the people here can say that he can maintain the same level of pressure?

Qin Ming asked: "Osluo, what's going on?"

Oslo lowered his head and whispered: "Teacher Qin, Junior Qi Tian did not report his martial soul and soul power level according to the rules of soul fighting."

In fact, there is no such rule at all. Whether the two sides repay the martial soul and soul power level is completely a personal behavior.

Qin Ming naturally couldn't use this unfounded rule to change the outcome of this competition, but that didn't mean he couldn't make a fuss out of it.

"In the academy competition, you must report your martial spirit. In the next competition, Yufeng, you go and compete with him." Qin Ming announced.

Meng Shenji told him about Qitian's soul power level. But the competition just now looked like Qi Tian was torturing food. As for his martial spirit, Qin Ming didn't see it.

"I don't know if this is your personal behavior or Shrek taught you. It's so shameless." Qi Tian sneered in his heart.

Since Qin Ming gave him trouble, don't blame him for repaying it with Li.

Regarding his martial spirit, this is not a secret at all.

Qitian raised his fists and said, "My martial spirit is my fists. Senior Yufeng, please give me some advice."

Having learned from the past, Yufeng did not dare to disclose his condition.

"Be careful. The first soul skill, wing blade!"

His eyes lost the previous contempt, and instead gained a bit of solemnity.

He regarded Qi Tian as a normal opponent and planned to test the opponent's strength first before making a response.

Yufeng's martial soul is the Wind Chime Bird. When he activates his first soul skill, the martial soul wings behind him turn into a pair of sharp double blades. His body rotated rapidly with himself as the center of gravity, and when the feather blade opened and closed, a ring-shaped restricted area was formed around him.

He couldn't maintain this state for long. Under high-speed rotation, everyone will faint, but everyone's physique is very different, and the time they can withstand rotation is also different.

When Qin Ming saw this, he cursed Yu Feng countless times in his heart.

This fool uses this stupid trick as soon as he comes up. Doesn't he think his opponent is also a fool?

Previously, he talked about the arena experience with Meng Shenji. In fact, none of the seven members of the Imperial Fighting Team had participated in several spirit fights. The so-called experience in the arena is just an excuse to reject Qi Tian.

Qitian in the open space chuckled and backed away slowly.

Yufeng's attack was only one step away from him, but the former was always out of reach.

"This Yufeng is no better than that silly leopard." Dugu Yan snorted.

……

Seeing that the time was ripe, Yu Feng showed a smile on his lips, "Haha, junior, you are still too young. The third soul skill, Wind and Clouds Surge."

His attack just now seemed very simple, but he was not really stupid.

At this moment, Qi Tian's figure has reached the edge of the open space. After his third soul skill is used, a tornado will form.

At such a close distance, it seems that the opponent's only option is to be blown out of the clearing.

"Are you playing with the wind?" Qi Tian said expressionlessly.

You know, the tornado created by Yufeng is far inferior to his third soul skill. Moreover, his attention had been very focused just now. How could he not see Yufeng's small movements?

"The third soul skill, Fist Fierce Gangfeng!"

With one punch, a strong wind formed in front of him.

The number of punches continued to increase, and the power of Gangfeng became stronger. In just one breath, the strong wind swallowed up the tornado.

Yufeng saw that something was not going well, and kept fanning the wings behind him, trying to escape from Qitian's attack range by flying.