N-A-A Chapter 33 is fake! It's impossible for a person to live for ten thousand years in the first st
Chapter 33 is fake! It's impossible for a person to live for ten thousand years in the first st
Chapter 33 is fake! It's impossible for a person to live for ten thousand years from the very first stage!
Leng Yaozhu sat in the stands, her phoenix eyes sweeping over the shocked and distorted faces of the Shrek Academy students.
He slightly pursed his lips.
It's just a ten-thousand-year soul ring, look how shocked they are.
They have no sense of right and wrong.
Of course, this is in contrast to her slightly upturned phoenix eyes, which were filled with pride.
And her unconscious gesture of straightening her chest was consistent with what she was saying.
Although Xiao Xiao had seen Gu An's first ring of ten thousand years before, she was still shocked when she saw it again.
Moreover, this time, she felt a sense of shared honor and disgrace.
That was her brother.
She unconsciously straightened her small steamed buns and raised her chin slightly.
Inside the venue.
Wang Dong was equally shocked; her eyes widened and her mouth opened and closed repeatedly.
"How come your spirit ring is the first one in ten thousand years?"
Her voice couldn't hold back anymore, carrying a hint of femininity that shouldn't have been there.
Huo Yuhao, on the other hand, remained relatively calm.
After all, his first spirit ring was a genuine million-year spirit ring.
Although it's white, its quality speaks for itself.
Even so, his suddenly contracted pupils indicated that he was very unsettled.
His first spirit ring is indeed a million years old.
But as Brother Tianmeng also said, the current power is far from reaching the level of a million years, and it needs to be gradually unsealed as his strength increases.
The guy on the other side has a ten-thousand-year soul ring, a genuine ten-thousand-year ring, without any discounts!
"Impossible! This is impossible!"
He kept refuting it in his mind.
"Without a million-year-old soul beast like Brother Tianmeng willingly sacrificing itself, how could a six-year-old child possibly withstand a ten-thousand-year soul ring?"
As if he had thought of something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at Wang Dong.
"Wang Dong, calm down!"
"Perhaps his martial soul ability is a disguise."
"It's impossible for a person's first spirit ring to be ten thousand years old!"
Hearing Huo Yuhao say this, Wang Dong snapped out of his shock.
Her gaze lingered for a moment on the jet-black spirit ring at Gu An's feet, then moved away.
His face once again displayed that extremely arrogant expression.
"Don't tell me that this isn't a real ten-thousand-year soul ring at all."
"So what if it is?"
"In any case, you are only a one-ring Soul Master right now."
The voice just fell.
The wings of the Goddess of Light butterfly behind her suddenly flapped.
"First Soul Skill! Winged Guillotine!"
The yellow, century-old soul ring beneath her suddenly lit up, its light dazzling.
A metallic sheen appeared on the edges of the wings of the Goddess of Light Butterfly, and a sharp aura emanated from them.
Wang Dong transformed into a streak of blue light, his wings like blades, and slashed straight at Gu An.
Looking at her self-deceiving appearance, Gu An curled his lips into a mocking smile.
You have to drink the chicken soup.
Impossible? Huo Yuhao, you're such a hypocrite! Your first spirit ring is a million years old, and you say this?
He shook his head.
His gaze shifted from Wang Dong to Huo Yuhao's face, and he spoke meaningfully.
Not everyone can disguise their spirit rings.
Upon hearing these meaningful words, Huo Yuhao's pupils contracted sharply.
He understood.
This guy, just like that woman in the Star Dou Great Forest, is after Brother Tianmeng.
Therefore, it's not surprising that he knew the secret of his spirit ring.
Huo Yuhao didn't dare let Gu An continue, so he suddenly turned around and roared at Wang Dong.
"Wang Dong, I'll assist you; let's finish this quickly."
"He's just a weapon spirit; once you get close, he'll definitely be no match for you."
Upon hearing Huo Yuhao's words, Wang Dong nodded repeatedly while still in mid-air.
That's what she thought too.
Weapon-type martial souls versus beast-type martial souls in close combat.
That takes a lot of courage.
Gu An watched the two of them plotting loudly right in front of him and sneered.
"I want to get close."
"You all need to have that opportunity too."
He raised the Dragon and Phoenix Soul Flute to his lips, pressed his lips against the cool body of the flute, and began to play.
"First Soul Skill! Whispering and Slow Tuning."
The sound of the flute flowed from the holes, clear and melodious.
The phantom images of dragons and phoenixes emerged from the flute.
A dragon and a phoenix flew out, intertwined, carrying visible air currents and sonic ripples, surging towards Wang Dong who was rushing towards them.
The ripples of sound enveloped Wang Dong completely.
The moment she was enveloped by the music, she sensed something was wrong.
Her speed actually slowed down.
Even though his wings were still flapping vigorously and his soul power was still being fully exerted, he felt as if he had fallen into water.
It takes much more effort to move forward even an inch than usual!
The unexpected situation made her gasp in surprise.
"A support-type soul skill?!"
She had thought that since this guy dared to fight her, a second-ring Soul Master, one-on-one, he must be a strong offensive type.
If all else fails, an agility-based build is also acceptable.
Now, looking at the results...
You're a support class.
Where does it fall into the category of "all-rounder"? Where does its "all-rounder" aspect lie?
But the support class is good, because the support class doesn't eat her rice.
It's much easier to play now!
A ferocious expression appeared on Wang Dong's face, his eyes filled with a sense of complete control.
"You, a support-type Soul Master, dare to speak so arrogantly."
"Slow down? Do you think slowing down will help?"
The second purple spirit ring beneath her immediately lit up.
"Second Soul Skill! Butterfly God's Light!"
Max buff!
Hearing Wang Dong's words, Huo Yuhao's face was also full of surprise.
He's a support class? He's actually a support class.
This is a sure thing.
How do you play a support class?
Support classes are definitely going to be defeated by them!
His mental detection sharing was still attached to Wang Dong, and Gu An's location was clearly displayed in Wang Dong's field of vision.
He stood still, holding his flute, without moving.
What kind of waves can a support-type Soul Master make?
The surprise on their faces hadn't even fully blossomed yet.
The faces of the elders, led by Mu En, a group of seasoned veterans who had lived for over a hundred years, changed simultaneously.
Something's not right!
"How could a support-type Soul Master possibly dare to fight a power-attack type head-on?!"
"Not to mention, he was fighting two against one!"
They looked directly at Leng Yaozhu, only to find that her expression showed not a trace of worry.
With all the signs coming together, they knew that something was definitely wrong.
Gu An's soul skills are definitely not that simple.
My bad feeling grew stronger!
Yan Shaozhe opened his mouth, preparing to speak up and remind him.
But their voices didn't even have a chance to escape their throats.
In the arena, Gu An's lips curled upwards.
He gave a "you've been tricked" look.
"How foolish."
His voice came from behind the flute, carrying an undisguised mockery.
"Since you sensed something was wrong, why did you dare to rush over so brazenly?"
"Have you never died before?"
As Gu An spoke, he looked Wang Dong up and down.
No.
Big breasts, no brains; all you see is no brains.
He shook his head.
"Can't you feel the wind picking up? It's your turn to dance now~"
Upon hearing Gu An's ambiguous words, Wang Dong frowned.
A wind is rising.
What's causing the wind to rise?
What is dancing?
How could she possibly dance for him!
I have absolutely no idea what Gu An is talking about.
But her sixth sense was frantically warning her, making her subconsciously prepare to act.
However....
It's too late!
She never truly took Gu An seriously from beginning to end.
Especially after discovering that the opponent was a support type, she charged even more fiercely!
The ripples of sound grew larger and larger around her, completely enveloping her.
The moment Gu An finished speaking.
What was originally just a slightly uncomfortable melody suddenly changed!
A layer of bluish light emanated from the edges of the musical ripples, and a sharp aura emanated from each ripple, making Wang Dong's exposed skin sting.
At the same time, Wang Dong also heard Huo Yuhao's anxious exclamation.
"Wang Dong, watch out!!!"
"Get out of the way!!!"
"Those musical notes all turned into wind blades!!!!"
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