"Go all out, understand?"
"Understood." Qin Lan took a deep breath, and the previous flinching slowly receded, replaced by a strong fighting spirit.
He gradually completed Martial Soul Possession, looked at Chen Junting with burning eyes, and said in a deep voice, "I remember very clearly that Gao Ming and I could do very little during our entrance exam. At that time, I swore that I didn't want to be so powerless in the future."
"But I know very well that my talent is mediocre, so I learned this skill after becoming my teacher Elder Zhang!"
Chen Junting smiled and nodded without interrupting his narration.
It wasn't until Qin Lan's words stopped that he said, "I know this move very well. I only see ghosts, but not Soul Ring, right?"
Eight simple words explain the horror of Elder Zhang Ming's specialty.
Not only the speed, but also the method of coming and going without a trace, just like Gui Mei, is enough to make people tremble with fear.
After all, such an assassin can kill you at any time.
Qin Lan grinned, and five Soul Rings shone brightly. "Of course there are more. I have adapted this hand according to my own Soul Skill. Although it has not been completely developed, but..."
"Ouch--"
Netherworld Wind Wolf quietly jumped out from Soul Ring, then lay on Qin Lan's back, gradually becoming one with him.
It's like Qin Lan has put a layer of transparent Netherworld Wind Wolf Soul Power Armor on top of Martial Soul Possession.
"This is..."
"Qin Lan actually matches Soul Spirit to such an extent!"
"..."
When other people saw this scene, they all exclaimed in amazement.
You know, it is not easy at all to achieve this step. Although they do not know how to achieve this step, it is obvious that in addition to in-depth research on Soul Spirit, they must also achieve a deeper connection with their own Soul Spirit.
At this moment, Gao Ming and the others couldn't help but change their eyes when they looked at Qin Lan. From the pity of "see how you get beaten" to the curiosity of "see what you can do when you get beaten".
Although this kind of transformation is very weak and boring.
"Watch it."
He held his breath and focused all his attention on Chen Junting. Along with the flash of Fourth Soul Skill, two illusory but identical figures suddenly sprang out from Qin Lan. From virtual to real, it was soon impossible to distinguish the real from the fake.
"Oh, clone type Soul Skill."
Step!
The exclamation from his mouth did not hinder Chen Junting's action. He took one step and Seven Kills Sword was unsheathed.
"On it!"
It seems to be talking to itself, and it seems to be announcing.
Three Qin Lans sprang out almost at the same time, and then connected in a line. They looked like one person. But soon, they turned into three streams of light and sprang out from three different directions.
But in Chen Junting's perception, there is no fluctuation of the three figures of Soul Power at all. Since his eyes are not deceiving him at the moment, it means that Qin Lan's Soul Power has been completely blocked.
Even fine Divine Power...
"I can't feel it either."
Chen Junting looked at the uncertain Qin Lan and said with a smile, "It is indeed a unique skill of Uncle Zhang. And with the addition of the clone Soul Skill, it even confused my eyes even though you are not up to speed."
As soon as he finished speaking, "Whoops--"
The three figures took action at the same time, using an unpredictable path to attack in an unpredictable direction.
However, Chen Junting lifted the Seven Kills Sword in his hand lightly. "Shua--", the sword seemed to drag a gleam of cold light and roared out!
It was slashed straight away, but it seemed to be easily avoided.
The next second--
"Bang!"
The clone was broken, Qin Lan flew out at twice the speed as it rushed out, and sank into the ground like a cannonball.
When everyone saw this, they couldn't help but look at each other and were speechless.
I was told that the stunt was so awesome.
I didn't expect to fly back even faster than before!
At the same time, Chen Junting glanced at the cut off strand of clothes, his eyes full of admiration, or in other words, relief.
"Not bad, not bad."
"Ahem--"
Qin Lan stumbled up and dusted himself off.
"It's really strange. I obviously hid my true identity very well. How could you find and attack it accurately?"
"It's simple and intuitive."
"Intuition..."
Seeing Chen Junting acting serious, Qin Lan murmured in a low voice.
Indeed, if perception is useless, intuition developed through many battles is the best way to crack this trick.
This can be done by most strong people.
But not most Titled Douluos still act like nothing after doing it. After all, as long as they use this move fast enough that their opponents can't react.
For example, Elder Zhang Ming has achieved this step.
"Then...Old Gu, Xiao Tian, Yuhao, you three will go out. After all, your strength will exceed the standard."
Without using Martial Soul Avatar and Array Formation, he is not so conceited that he can be his opponent if everyone joins forces.
After that, Ning Tian and the others left the team under the annoyance of Wu Feng. Chen Junting looked at the remaining people and gave them a creepy smile, "You guys should go together for the next hellish guidance, so as not to waste time."
Soul Fighting Stage Next, it became silent for an instant.
As if hay was set on fire by sparks, the first person to show his anger is without exception, Wu Feng. "You bastard! I have never seen a guy as arrogant as you!"
"Ho--"
There was a dragon roar, and Wu Feng took the lead.
When she jumped onto Soul Fighting Stage, her body suddenly rose up. In the blink of an eye, Red Dragon Martial Soul had completed possession.
In one quick step, he appeared in front of Chen Junting.
"Do you think you can underestimate me!? Swordman!" The dragon claw covered with red scales surrounded Red Dragon Flame, and with a high temperature approaching Ultimate Fire, it hit Chen Junting's chest hard!
Chen Junting has no unnecessary movements, not even using a sword.
The moment he raised his left arm, he flipped his left hand and shot.
The moment the two came into contact, Wu Feng felt as if his claw had hit a piece of Ten Thousand Year Black Ice. Not only was it extremely hard, but it also emitted an extreme chill, as if it could extinguish her Ultimate Fire Red Dragon Flame.
On the other hand, Chen Junting, after blocking a blow lightly, the palm of his hand was still as smooth as white jade. The blow of Wu Feng just now, obviously did not even have the slightest trace of burning.
It's Soul Bone Skill from Snow Empress!
When she thought of this, Wu Feng's pupils shrank, and she was about to stop when she realized something was wrong, "Little Feng, that's too reckless."
At this moment, Chen Junting's voice was like thunder on the ground, and the violent roar exploded in Wu Feng's ears.
"You mainly focus on fire, but the properties of flames are diverse. Do you want to pursue high temperature, explosion, or something else... You have to think clearly after that and choose one as your main attack direction."
As soon as Wu Feng heard these words, before she could react or was frozen into an ice sculpture, Chen Junting decisively closed her palms and then kicked her in the abdomen like a rocket launcher.
"Bang--"
Wu Feng's eyes instantly protruded outwards, and his whole body became like a shrimp.
"Ugh--Swordman, I%￥*&￥#!"
However, as soon as she finished cursing, she was blown away again.
"My mouth really stinks."
Chen Junting clapped his hands indifferently, looked down at the few people who had not yet reacted and came on stage, and said coldly.
"Why don't you come here and receive guidance..."