74 Go back on your word?Qi Tian laughed dryly. He originally thought that Oscar was Osro's long-lost brother, but now it seems that he was overthinking.
"Teacher Qin, can we start?"
Qin Ming: "Whatever you like."
As for revealing his background before the fight, Qi Tian would not do that.
Oslo seemed to be humiliated, his face looked a little ugly, "Junior brother, there is a price to pay for being arrogant."
"Third soul skill, Leopard Shadow Clone."
Osro's speed instantly doubled. While running, the Ghost Leopard Martial Spirit split into two and rushed towards Qi Tian from two different directions.
"Don't endanger anyone's life." While speaking, Qin Ming glanced at Ye Lingling.
"Junior, don't stand there like an idiot, get out of the way." Yu Tianheng said anxiously from the sidelines.
In fact, Qi Tian has already opened up his second martial soul, the eyes. Oslo's speed may be as fast as a ghost in the eyes of others, but in his eyes, it is just average.
After the martial spirit completed the possession, Qi Tian aimed a punch at the path that would take Oslo's body.
The opponent's third soul skill's main effect is to confuse the opponent, and it has no substantial attack capability.
"Impossible." Oslo was shocked.
A quick attack soul master could not withstand the attack of a strong attack soul master at all. Facing Qi Tian's punch, he could only stop forcibly.
"Leopard, what are you doing!" Yufeng said sarcastically.
Only Oslo himself understood how thrilling the scene just now was. If he took another half step forward, Qi Tian would definitely use his soul skills.
"You are not a fool." Oslo said in a deep voice.
"Do you want to give up?" Qi Tian asked casually.
"What a joke. The second soul skill, the Ghost Leopard Double Slash." Oslo crossed his claws in front of his chest.
A flash of light appeared on the sharp claws, and as the claws were swung out, two claw marks turned into materialization and attacked the opponent.
The first soul ring under Qi Tian's feet lit up, "First soul skill, Rising Dragon Fist."
Along with a dragon roar, his right fist transformed into a golden dragon phantom, smashing the claw marks, and the remaining power of the golden dragon rushed towards Osro.
"What a powerful attack power." Yu Tianheng rubbed his fist, feeling a little excited.
Qin Ming's face was somewhat displeased. He didn't know why Osro had used a useless third soul skill at the very beginning, which resulted in a lot of his own soul power being consumed in vain.
"Wait, how did he get there?"
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Osro knew that he could not withstand Qi Tian's attack head-on, so he relied on his own speed advantage to quickly escape from the golden dragon's impact range.
"Phew~ That was a close call. This guy is really troublesome." After sighing in his heart, when he looked up to look for Qi Tian, he found that the other party had disappeared.
"Sorry, senior." Qi Tian's voice came from behind him.
Without waiting for Osro to react, Qi Tian grabbed the back of his neck and threw him out of the open space.
"Junior brother Qitian, you did a good job." Yu Tianheng said with full 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 teaching committee members, can I become a formal member of the first team?"
Qin Ming frowned slightly.
Just now, Qi Tian's seemingly useless movement actually became the key to ending the competition. Even he did not expect that Qi Tian would guess Oslo's landing point. Was it a coincidence or deliberate?
Of course, he would never think of it. The moment Oslo entered Qi Tian's attack rhythm, the latter knew almost everything about his movements. Moreover, in terms of arena experience alone, who among those present can say that they can easily defeat Qi Tian?
Qin Ming asked: "Osro, what's going on?"
Oslo lowered his head and whispered, "Teacher Qin, Junior Brother Qi Tian did not follow the rules of fighting spirits and report his martial spirit and soul power levels."
In fact, there is no such rule at all. Whether or not the two sides report their martial spirits and spirit power levels is entirely a personal decision.
It would be difficult for Qin Ming to use this unfounded rule to change the outcome of the competition, but that didn't mean he couldn't make something of it.
"In the college competition, you must report your own martial spirit. In the next match, Yufeng, you will compete with him." Qin Ming announced.
Meng Shenji had told him about Qi Tian's soul power level. But in the competition just now, it looked like Qi Tian was bullying others. As for his martial soul, Qin Ming didn't see it.
"I don't know if this is your personal behavior or if Shrek taught you this. You are so shameless." Qi Tian sneered in his heart.
Since Qin Ming has put a hindrance in his way, don't blame him for returning the favor.
Regarding his martial spirit, this was not a secret.
Qi Tian raised his fists and said, "My martial spirit is fists, Senior Yufeng, please give me some advice."
Having learned from the previous experience, Yufeng dared not reveal his condition.
"Be careful. First soul skill, Wing Blade!"
The previous contempt in his eyes was gone, and instead there was a hint of solemnity.
He regarded Qi Tian as a normal opponent and planned to test his strength first before responding.
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 spins rapidly with himself as the center of gravity, and as the feather blades open and close, a circular restricted area is formed around him.
He couldn't maintain this state for long. Under high-speed rotation, anyone would faint, but everyone's physique was different, and the time they could endure the rotation was also different.
Seeing this, Qin Ming cursed Yu Feng countless times in his heart.
This fool used such a stupid trick right at the start. Does he think his opponent is also a fool?
Previously, he talked to Meng Shenji about the ring experience. In fact, none of the seven members of the Royal Fighting Team had participated in a few soul fighting games. The so-called ring experience was just an excuse to reject Qi Tian.
Qi Tian on the open space laughed and slowly backed away.
Yufeng's attack was only one step away from him, but he could never reach it.
"This Yu Feng is not much better than that stupid leopard." Dugu Yan snorted.
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Seeing that the time was right, Yu Feng smiled, "Haha, junior, you are still too young. The third soul skill, Wind and Clouds."
His attack just now seemed simple, but he was not really stupid.
At this moment, Qi Tian's figure has reached the edge of the open space. When his third soul skill is used, a tornado will form.
At such a close distance, it seemed that the opponent had no choice but to be blown out of the open space.
"Playing with the wind?" Qi Tian had a blank expression.
You know, the tornado that Yufeng created is far inferior to his third soul skill. Moreover, he had been concentrating very much just now, so how could he not see Yufeng's little movements?
"Third soul skill, fierce fist wind!"
He threw a punch and a gust of wind formed in front of him.
The number of punches continued to increase, and the power of the strong wind also grew stronger. In just one breath, the strong wind swallowed up the tornado.
Seeing that things were not going well, Yufeng flapped the wings behind him constantly, trying to escape from Qitian's attack range by flying.
(End of this chapter)