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Chapter 45

Words:1862Update:22/06/27 10:26:47

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Lu Yuan did not take Feng Yuyan's words to heart. He would deal with whatever came his way. Even if the three of them teamed up, he was confident that he would be the final winner. This was his confidence in his own strength.

Returning to the dorm, he chatted with Yuan Xin and began to meditate. The most important thing in cultivation was perseverance.

The night passed quickly.

The next day!

At around eight o 'clock in the morning, everyone gathered at the training ground again. Today's battle would be the last battle of the training camp and also the most intense battle for the championship.

Hence, early in the morning, the arena was filled with people. All the trainees who were still in the training camp, including Yuan Xin and the other injured trainees, were all present.

Looking at the three eager opponents, Lu Yuan touched his ring. Perhaps he would have to use all his trump cards today.

Lin Feng, Yan Xiang, and Feng Yuyan each had their own strengths. Together, it would be quite troublesome.

Chris stood on the arena. The atmosphere was quite high since it was the final battle.

After waving his hands, Chris cleared his throat and said, "Dear students, after the cruel and fierce preliminaries, we have four contestants left. They are Lin Feng!"

On the arena, Lin Feng nodded.

"Yan Xiang!"

Yan Xiang revealed a simple and honest smile.

"Feng Yuyan!" Feng Yuyan smiled faintly, revealing a seductive charm.

"And the last one, Lu Yuan!"

"Lu Yuan, go for it!" Yuan Xin waved his hand below the arena.

"Mm!" Lu Yuan nodded at Yuan Xin.

"Today's battle is a free-for-all. Other than not being allowed to use poison and intentionally causing death, there are no other rules. After the battle, the last trainee standing will be the champion of the competition!"

Chris glanced at the four of them, "Are you all ready?"

"Mm!" The four of them nodded in unison.

"Alright, let the battle officially begin!" Chris quickly walked down the arena. Only Lu Yuan and the other three were left on the arena.

Looking at the four of them who still did not move, Lu Yuan smiled faintly and rushed towards Lin Feng.

Among the three of them, he was only interested in Lin Feng.

"Good timing!" Facing Lu Yuan's attack, Lin Feng did not back down.

Their figures intertwined with each other.

"Heh, let's begin then!" Yan Xiang laughed as he charged into the battle between the two.

Feng Yuyan's expression changed slightly, and her body emitted a purple mist. A purple plant appeared in her right hand, and two yellow soul rings shone brightly.

It was her Martial Soul, the Purple Smoke Luo, a top-notch Martial Soul of the Plant Element. It had the ability to create illusions and poisons.

The purple mist slowly spread towards the three of them.

"Ha!"

"Martial Soul Possession!"

Three martial souls appeared in his body, and five yellow soul rings shone at the same time. The battle was about to begin.

After pushing Yan Xiang back with a punch, Lu Yuan swept his leg towards Lin Feng.

This kick came violently, bringing with it a whistling sound. Lin Feng's eyes turned cold. He turned his body and dodged Lu Yuan's kick.

Just as Lu Yuan was about to give chase, Yan Xiang's fist flew towards Lu Yuan's head.

"Crack!" Lu Yuan clenched his right fist, gathered all his strength, and punched out.

The two fists collided. Lu Yuan took two steps back, but Yan Xiang was sent flying.

"Damn, you're strong!" Yan Xiang stabilized himself. He patted his chest and sighed as he felt the numbness in his fist.

Lin Feng's expression changed. He actually sent Yan Xiang flying with a punch. What great strength!

Lu Yuan did not pay much attention to Yan Xiang. He continued to pounce on Lin Feng.

To Lu Yuan, Lin Feng was the biggest threat.

"Ghostly Shadow Leopard!" Lin Feng took a step, and his body became erratic. This was his first soul skill, and its effect was to increase his speed and stealth.

Lin Feng's body split into several. Lu Yuan's consecutive attacks landed on the afterimages, and did not cause any damage to Lin Feng.

"Interesting!" Lu Yuan paused, and his body became ethereal. "Phoenix Dance of the Six Illusions!"

His figure split into six, turning into many afterimages. In an instant, he caught up with Lin Feng.

"He's so fast!" Lu Yuan's fist brushed past the tip of Lin Feng's nose. The sharp wind caused goosebumps to appear all over Lin Feng's body.

"Whoosh!" Lu Yuan stepped forward, and the six afterimages surrounded Lin Feng.

"This!" Yan Xiang felt his scalp go numb as he watched the two figures flying away. The speed of these two was too terrifying. He couldn't interfere at all!

However, from the looks of it, Lin Feng was at a disadvantage. Yan Xiang was secretly shocked.

Not only did he crush him in terms of strength, but he also surpassed Lin Feng in terms of speed. What a terrifying kid!

"Second soul skill, Ghostly Leopard Combo!" Lin Feng felt immense pressure from Lu Yuan's speed. He had no choice but to use his second soul skill.

As an agility-type soul master, Lin Feng was actually suppressed by an assault-type soul master in terms of speed. To be honest, Lin Feng felt quite sullen.

"Stormy Waves!" Facing Lin Feng's sharp leopard claws, Lu Yuan was not afraid. He used the move of the Mountain Sea Fist.

The power of the Mountain Sea Fist was not inferior to soul skills. After all, it was the pride of the top ten martial artist, Wu Wudi.

Wu Wudi was one of the top experts in the World of Wind and Cloud. Even in this world, he was at least a Soul Sage. How could the martial arts of such an expert be weak?

The level of the World of Wind and Cloud might not be much lower than the Douluo Continent.

However, although Lu Yuan was proficient in the Mountain Sea Fist, he still did not understand the essence of it thoroughly. In fact, this was understandable. After all, Lu Yuan was only six years old. This martial art was enough for him to use until he became a Soul King or Soul Emperor.

Lin Feng's speed was very fast. The power of the Ghostly Leopard Combo was not small. However, it was not much of a threat to Lu Yuan, who was not inferior to him in terms of speed and attack power.

Lu Yuan's punch offset Lin Feng's Combo and still went straight for Lin Feng's chest.

Looking at the huge fist that was close at hand, Lin Feng quickly turned his body. However, he was still hit by the fist wind and his body was thrown a few meters away.

"Cough!" Lin Feng's body fell to the ground and a trace of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Lu Yuan did not stop and continued to attack. As the saying goes, take the opponent's life when he is sick.

"Bang!" A cloud of purple smoke wrapped around Lu Yuan. This purple smoke was full of a sweet smell, making people unconsciously want to smell it.

Lu Yuan was shocked. He felt that his head was a little confused. He quickly used the Clear Qi Scripture to get rid of the confusion in his mind.

The Clear Qi Scripture was worthy of being a peerless technique. In a moment, Lu Yuan's mind was clear again.

"En?" Lu Yuan's face changed. He only felt an aura suddenly attack.

With his arms crossed in front of his chest, a huge fist slammed into the intersection of Lu Yuan's arms. The huge force forced Lu Yuan to take seven steps back before he could stabilize himself.

Looking at the figure opposite him, Lu Yuan's face became dignified …

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