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Chapter 515, Crushing Ten Thousand Years Soul Beast [2]

"What did you say you chose?"

Looking at Yang Yu, the referee was stunned and looked at Yang Yu very strangely, because even he felt a little trembling when he heard the word "Ten Nian Soul Beast".

"The Ten Thousand Years of Soul Beast, a strong attack system." Yang Yu spoke and added that the one he wanted to challenge was the Ten Thousand Years of Soul Beast.

In any case, as long as Yang Yu wins and defeats the Ten Thousand Years of Soul Beast, he can add some points to Yang Yu no matter what.

Place

What's more, with Yang Yu's strength, there is no big problem in defeating a ten thousand-year-old soul beast.

Moreover, with Yang Yu's fighting skills, let alone fifty, even these referees may not be able to compare with me.

"Are you sure you can play the challenge of the ten thousand-year soul beast?"

Looking at Yang Yu, the referee asked again, and a look of surprise and solemnity rose in his eyes.

"Yes, challenge the Ten Thousand Years of Soul Beast, don't worry, with my strength, there will be no life danger. However, the Ten Thousand Years of Soul Beast, what should I do if I kill it?"

Yang Yu spoke, looked at the referee and asked.

"It's better not to kill the soul beast, because Shrek is too trapped to tame a soul beast."

The referee frowned slightly and spoke.

"Then I can challenge the ten thousand-year soul beast?" Yang Yu spoke, looking at the referee and asked.

"Director Du..." The referee frowned and looked at Du Weilun with a look of inquisitiveness in his eyes.

"Do you have the confidence to fight the Ten Thousand Years of Soul Beast?" Du Weilun also looked at Yang Yu and asked with a serious face.

"Director Du, don't worry, I am very clear about my positioning of my strength." Yang Yu smiled slightly and nodded.

"Okay, since you said everything, I don't object."

Du Weilun spoke, nodded to the referee, and signaled them to prepare a ten thousand-year soul beast that was not convinced.

"Old Gong agreed, but he said that no one can be injured. Moreover, this ten thousand-year-old soul beast cannot die like the previous thousand-year-old soul beast, otherwise the assessment will not continue today."

The referee came back and spoke to Du Weilun, nodded,

"Yang Yu, did you hear it?" Du Weilun said looking at Yang Yu.

"No problem, I'm not a bloodthirsty person. If there was no situation that threatened my life, I wouldn't have killed me."

Yang Yu nodded and it was indeed not good to kill a ten thousand-year-old soul beast for no reason.

"Okay, then, prepare to start the assessment. If you encounter life danger and ask me to take action, you will deduct a lot of points."

Du Weilun spoke and looked at Yang Yu and said.

"Just a ten thousand-year-old soul beast."

Yang Yu shrugged and merged the palm bones of the Dark Gold Claw Bear's hands. Yang Yu's physical strength, that is, the body of the Eight Nine Profound Art, is no weaker than some ordinary ten thousand-year soul beasts.

"roar."

As the conversation between the two ended, a low beast roar appeared in the dark passage.

"Dangdangdangdangdangdangdangdang..."

As the iron gate opened, the creatures in the dark passage roared angrily, rushed out of the passage and stepped onto the beast fighting platform extremely quickly.

Around the beast fighting platform, the teachers and referees also surrounded, ready to block the soul beast that might run out of the beast fighting platform.

"Jielang." Jae Xixi looked at the soul beast in front of her and breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of Yang Yu, there was a gray soul beast, like a grassland wolf.

However, this wolf is much larger than the grassland wolf, and its entire pupil is green.

But Jielang is a very similar soul beast, and basically has no blood power. A dark gold terror claw bear that has been three or four thousand years old may be able to fight Jielang alone.

Except for ten thousand years of cultivation, this wolf is almost no different from an ordinary wild wolf on earth, and its combat power is extremely ordinary.

However, Yang Yu also understood that Shrek was unlikely to tame the ten thousand-year-old soul beast with a strong bloodline. After all, in Shrek, they were all overlord-level soul beasts.

Moreover, Yang Yu, a four-ring challenge to the ten thousand-year-old soul beast, could they not choose a ferocious beast for Yang Yu, right?

Therefore, Yang Yu estimated that this wolf was the weakest among Shrek's soul beasts that had been kept in captivity for ten thousand years.

But even if it is the weakest, it is a ten thousand-year-old soul beast, which is not comparable to a thousand-year-old soul beast.

"roar!"

However, this wolf did not think so.

As a ten thousand-year-old soul beast, now facing a little ghost like Yang Yu, the bloodthirsty beast suddenly rose in its heart, and its eyes firmly resisted Yang Yu.

"Come on." Yang Yu smiled slightly and released his martial soul directly. Thunder elements lingered around Yang Yu's body, and two purple and two black soul rings floated out.

"Four Rings!"

In an instant, the entire Colosseum was shocked, and Yang Yu's strength was a bit too strong.

"Two purple and two black, such a soul ring configuration is too amazing, right?"

The first-year students around also looked at Yang Yu, but they were paying more attention to the soul ring because it was too dazzling.

"No wonder he dared to challenge the ten thousand-year soul beast. With such a soul ring, we would never have two ten thousand-year soul rings without reaching the sixth ring."

Everyone shook their heads and found that the gap between them and Yang Yu was too big.

"Ten Thousand Years of Soul Beast, let's try it out with you, the ordinary one!"

Yang Yu snorted coldly, and the first soul ring lit up directly. ""

"boom!"

Almost in an instant, a dark thunder emerged from the void above Jielang's body and directly rushed towards Jielang.

"roar!"

Jie Lang roared, his body moved rapidly, and then rushed towards Yang Yu at a very fast speed.

"You're thinking too simple."

The Jiucang Thunder Tribulation is a tracking force. Jie Lang moved away and rushed towards Yang Yu. Didn’t the Jiucang Thunder Tribulation directly hit it?

"roar……"

The next second, the pain roar of Jielang sounded, and it was directly submerged by the Jiucang Thunder Tribulation, and a ferocious wound appeared on his back.

"Divine King Fist!"

However, Yang Yu's body came to Jielang like an instant at this moment, and a divine king's power was triggered in his body.

"Roar!" A strong resentment rose in Jielang's eyes, and he swung his sharp claws and slapped Yang Yu's fist.

"Bang!"

However, as dark golden light flashed through Yang Yu's palms, Yang Yu's fist's power doubled.

"Roar!" Jie Lang roared in pain, his body began to retreat, and a trace of bright red appeared on his claws.

"Come again!" Yang Yu's body was still walking on the thunder and appeared on the side of Jie Lang's body.

"boom!"

With a punch, Yang Yu was like reappearing the divine power of the Jiucang Thunder Emperor during the freshman's assessment, and countless Jiucang Demon Thunder surrounded Yang Yu's body.

Yang Yu's fist seal was shot out, and it was extremely powerful. As the Nine Cang Demon Thunder boiled, it was like the God King of Thunder, with a peerless charm.

"Boom!"" In an instant, the wolf who was staggering backwards roared in pain, and his body was directly blown away.

"Aowoo!"

Jie Lang's eyes turned blood red. After stabilizing his body in the air, he rushed towards Yang Yu with murderous intent.

"Good come." Yang Yu was not afraid at all, but still pinched his fist marks and beat Jie Lang head-on.

However, Yang Yu was always stepping on thunder and traveling all worlds. The wolf could not attack him, and Yang Yu was able to take the initiative to attack.

"Stop!" Ten minutes later, Du Weilun spoke, stopped Yang Yu, and took action with a group of teachers, giving the already breathless wolf to the place where the soul-raising beast was covered.

"The score should not be low."

Yang Yu smiled slightly, walked down the platform, looked at Dai Huabin, showing a playful look.

The latter's face looked ugly, as if it was about to drip water.

He could see Yang Yu's battle clearly just now, almost crushing the ten thousand-year-old soul beast and shaking his fists. Yang Yu gained the upper hand again and again.

Moreover, there was also a strange body technique that made the wolf dizzy after just ten minutes.
Chapter completed!
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