Chapter 8:
It wasn't until the elders announced the result that the audience around reacted.
"Tsk, you actually made people admit defeat based on your appearance."
"How shameless! He actually took advantage of girls' affections."
"That's right, even if he is Sword Douluo's direct disciple, he can't do this..."
"…"
The masses who did not know the truth came to a specious conclusion, while the children of the same age began to condemn it.
He don't know if they are really fighting for justice or just jealous of Qin Jian's good looks...
"I don't believe that all his opponents are girls. When a male Spirit Master comes on the field, he will definitely be beaten up."
Gu Yue, who had just won a game, did not look happy at all. What he wanted to see more was Qin Jian being beaten down.
As a result, in the second game, the opponent was still a girl...
Soon, there was another girl who fell in love at first sight on the sidelines...
This aroused the anger of the crowd. The teenagers gnashed their teeth and wished they could punch him in the face.
In the third game, as expected, a young man finally came up.
"Su Jiang, a level 9 combat Spirit warrior, with the Spirit of Earth Wolf, Qin Jian, watch and fight!"
He rushed forward without saying a word. A group of young men below were dancing with excitement, just wanting to see Qin Jian get taught a lesson.
But Qin Jian just smiled lightly, then looked directly at Su Jiang, with a faint pink energy flashing in his eyes.
"You... go down..."
He still said this casually.
However, many young people in the audience sneered: "He thought his opponent was a girl!"
But the next moment, a scene that shocked everyone appeared again.
Su Jiang's speed of rushing over quickly slowed down, and he finally stopped in front of Qin Jian. Then he turned around silently and walked off the stage...
The whole audience was silent.
"Hey, Su Jiang, why did you come down directly?!" finally a young man asked.
Su Jiang shook his head and said in confusion: "I don't know... I just suddenly lost my hostility towards him..."
Everyone looked at each other.
"It affects the opponent's mind silently, what a terrifying soul skill..."
Bone Douluo's expression was somewhat serious: "Old Sword, your disciple has a bright future."
Ning Fengzhi also said: "This soul skill is not impossible to defend. I just finally sensed the fluctuation of soul power. It should be because the opponent is not of the opposite sex... However, Uncle Sword, he has not shown his attack power until now, unlike other disciple."
Sword Douluo smiled, which was rare for him: "Master, just wait and see."
In the following competitions, everyone's attention was on Qin Jian, yet they were quite speechless.
Because no matter whether it is a man or a woman, as long as they meet Qin Jian, that will be their fate.
This is a hit with both men and women...
Until it came to the last match, the competition between Qin Jian and Gu Yue.
"The final match, the two opponents are Qin Jian and Gu Yue."
Before the elder presiding over the meeting had finished speaking, Ning Rongrong started shouting, "Come on, Qin Jian! You must win!"
But her action seemed to cause a stir, and all the teenagers around the venue became angry.
"Come on Gu Yue! Come on Gu Yue!"
"Beat him down, we will recognize you as the boss!"
"That's right, don't be a coward! Don't walk down here by yourself!"
"…"
The crowd was in an uproar, and the elders and clan leaders around them were at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
No one expected that Qin Jian would incur public anger, and even Ning Rongrong was frightened by this.
"Old man Sword, if this little guy Qin Jian uses the same old trick again and makes Gu Yue lose like this, he will have no chance to survive among the younger generation in the sect..." Bone Douluo shook his head.
"He shouldn't be fighting like that this time, I guess..." Sword Douluo said uncertainly.
Ning Fengzhi looked at Qin Jian and asked curiously, "Without that soul skill, it would be impossible for him to defeat Gu Yue who is level 15 with only his level 11 soul power."
"Level 11?"
Bone Douluo was a little surprised: "He finally upgraded to level 1?"
Ning Fengzhi nodded and said, "Yes, it seems that he was promoted just a few days ago."
"We'll find out after we see..."
Sword Douluo looked at the field expectantly.
He really wanted to know what level of soul power Qin Jian had at present. Judging from Ning Rongrong's performance, it should be at least... level 12, right?
In the field.
Gu Yue clenched his fists and looked at Qin Jian, shouting coldly: "Don't think about defeating me like that again!"
"Gu Yue, a level 16 defensive Spirit Master, martial Spirit, bone dragon!"
"He's level 16?"
Ning Fengzhi was surprised and said, "It's only been a few months since the last promotion. This little guy has an extremely high talent."
Bone Douluo nodded complacently and said, "He is still very hardworking in his training."
In the field, a yellow soul ring rose up under Gu Yue's feet, causing another uproar in the audience.
After all, most Spirit Masters' first soul ring is at the ten-year level, and the hundred-year level will exceed the limit of what many people's bodies can absorb. Only genius Spirit Masters can absorb a hundred-year soul ring, and Gu Yue is obviously among them.
"Xiao Gu is a defensive Spirit Master, and his physical fitness is much stronger, so he absorbed a spirit ring that is three hundred years old."
Bone Douluo said this with some pride, then looked at Sword Douluo and said, "Old Sword, I just wonder what level the first spirit ring of this little fellow Qin Jian is?"
Sword Douluo folded his arms and snorted coldly, "Just watch."
Gu Yue had already opened his spirit ring martial Spirit, and everyone looked at Qin Jian, wondering if he would say, "You go down..."
They will all vomit blood...
Fortunately, Qin Jian did not let them down. Facing Gu Yue, he said seriously, "I have never had a good fight with you. This time, I will respect you."
A yellow soul ring rose from under his feet.
The whole audience was silent.
"This color is the purest hundred-year soul ring..."
Bone Douluo's expression changed: "Old Sword, how old is your disciple's first spirit ring? It doesn't look like it's only one or two hundred years old."
"Hey, Old Gu, Jian'er's spirit ring has reached the limit he can accept..."
Sword Douluo's wooden face showed an irrepressible smug look: "This is a 900-year spirit ring!"
"900 years?!"
Ning Fengzhi and Bone Douluo stood up at the same time in shock.
"How is it possible?! No one can have such physical strength at the age of eight or nine!"
Bone Douluo's incredulous look made Sword Douluo secretly happy.
He thought to himself: "It is true that no one can achieve this, but Jian'er is not a human, he is a million-year-old soul beast in human form!"
In the field.
Qin Jian ignored the noise around him. He just looked at Gu Yue who was also shocked, and said loudly: "Qin Jian, level 14, strong attack Spirit Master, martial Spirit, love sword!"
"Wha…what?!"
Ning Fengzhi, who had just sat down, stood up again: "Level 1... Level 14?!"
Bone Douluo didn't react immediately: "Master, what level did you say he was a few days ago?"
Ning Fengzhi's face twitched: "A few days ago, he just reached level 11..."
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