Douluo space fighting god

Opposite to Feng Ce are two beautiful girls, the girl in white dress is gentle and charming, and the girl in black is as cold as ice.

Both look like fairies, but their temperaments are completely different. At this time, they deserve to become a beautiful scenery in the field.

Even Tang San on the side couldn't help but take a few more glances, thus receiving a friendly reminder from Xiao Wu's little fist.

"Xiao Qing, I will increase your attributes later, so it's all up to you." The girl in the white dress stuck out her tongue cutely.

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, with a bit of awe in his strange-colored eyes.

Circular battlefield viewing area.

Zhao Wuji took the form and asked the old man next to him.

"Old guy, this Ning Rongrong, why didn't you fill in the martial arts soul?"

The other three people all filled in their martial souls, but the girl in white did not indicate her martial souls, which made Zhao Wuji quite curious.

"You will know soon." The old man replied calmly.

Zhao Wuji clicked his tongue and couldn't help shaking his head, "This Feng Ce was afraid that he would lose miserably, so he was too reluctant. These two girls are one at level and the other at level , and he is just a Great Soul Master."

"I don't think so. Ning Rongrong is an auxiliary soul master, and his strength is in group duels. Now he can only increase one person, and the benefits are greatly reduced, so the key to victory or defeat actually lies in the girl in black." The old man Rational analysis.

"Oh, he's still an auxiliary soul master."

Zhao Wuji was quite surprised. After all, auxiliary soul masters who were twelve years old and twenty-sixth level were extremely rare.

As Zhao Wuji finished speaking, the second assessment also began.

Ning Rongrong took the lead and was bound to gain the upper hand.

"Seven Treasures turn out with colored glass."

A gentle voice shouted, and her body floated around in place, and brilliant colorful light was immediately released from her body. In the palm of Ning Rongrong's right hand, there was a colorful pagoda that was more than a foot high, and the light bloomed.

"The seven treasures are famous, one is: power." The first soul ring rose up and enveloped the seven-colored pagoda. He waved his fingertips and a colorful light was released and enveloped another girl in black.

"The Seven Treasures are famous, and the second is: speed." Another colorful light floated towards the girl in black, which was her second soul skill.

The feeling of lightness made Zhu Zhuqing feel as if his body had lost weight. Not only that, but his whole body was also full of strength.

Ning Rongrong's two soul skills can increase Zhu Zhuqing's speed and strength by %, and the effect is remarkable.

The next moment, Zhu Zhuqing took action. Her figure moved quickly, carrying a series of faint phantoms. The speed was so fast that even Feng Ce was amazed.

But the other party ignored one thing, and that was the sound of the friction between the airflow and the body when the body came into contact with the air.

Feng Ce suddenly closed his black eyes, and his eyes were completely dark, but there was a bright light approaching him at an extremely fast speed, changing directions.

"wind moving"

Feng Ce opened his eyes, a blast of cold air burst out, and his figure flashed.

A sharp claw passed by her side, but it was in vain. The girl in black next to her had a flash of surprise in her two-colored eyes. She didn't expect that the opponent's speed was actually faster than hers.

At this time, Zhu Zhuqing was blessed with a % speed bonus, and Feng Ce perfectly dodged Zhu Zhuqing's attack.

Except for Zhao Wuji and the old man, everyone present could not clearly see Zhu Zhuqing's attack. However, Feng Ce was able to judge the position perfectly and avoid the attack accurately, which amazed everyone present.

Feng Ce raised his eyes and saw that the girl in black had a dark green left eye and a clear blue right eye. Her long hair stuck to her back, outlining a perfect arc.

Feng Ce didn't have time to appreciate the beautiful scenery, so he immediately moved to distance himself.

"Ding"

System task triggers.

"Host host, this baby has issued another mission for you."

Choice Task 1: Lose this game. award:

Choice Mission 2: Win this game. award:

Feng Ce's head darkened. How long had it been before he came to do a mission? He chose a mission at random.

He immediately shifted his thoughts to the battlefield. This was an assessment and he needed to take it seriously.

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong's idea is very simple. They have no control methods and no strong burst of power. It seemed a bit difficult for them to win outside the circle, so their choice was to defeat this young man.

Zhu Zhuqing changed his figure again. To her, Feng Ce, who was standing still, seemed to be full of flaws, and the last attack might just be a fluke.

Possessed by the cat spirit, her ten fingers were like sharp thorns, and blood flowed wherever they crossed.

And she is the deadly hunter hiding in the dark. Although it is daytime, she will also create the most perfect disguise for herself.

That is the faint phantom left by moving on the field.

Feng Ce couldn't catch Zhu Zhuqing's position with his naked eyes, so it was better to stay calm than to be in a chaotic position.

He closed his eyes again, but this time, unlike last time, there was no light in front of him.

Every time Zhu Zhuqing attacked, she would hide her aura. This time she was more cautious than last time. She chose to launch the decisive blow from behind the opponent.

Seeing that the opponent was motionless and unaware of the imminent danger, Zhu Zhuqing felt a sense of joy in his heart because his attack was about to be effective.

Her ten fingers were like spikes, more like two sharp blades at this time, stabbing towards the opponent's neck.

Everyone present held their breath, looking forward to whether Feng Ce would bring them the next surprise.

Zhu Zhuqing's sharp claws stabbed Feng Ce from behind to his neck. This was the fatal part, and he was about to succeed.

But the silver-haired boy suddenly noticed something, and suddenly turned around, causing Zhu Zhuqing to be confused.

Feng Ce's attack speed was also extremely fast. Just when everyone thought Feng Ce couldn't dodge, he actually resolved it perfectly.

I see.

His hands accurately grasped the wrist of the owner of the spiky cat claws.

But the current posture is a bit ambiguous. The two don't seem to be fighting, but like a girl coquettishly holding the boy's neck, while the boy holds her hand affectionately.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and the scene was extremely silent, because everyone held their breath to watch this peak showdown between speed and speed.

But a few seconds later, there was an uproar on the field. Feng Ce also noticed that his posture was wrong and let go of his hand.

The atmosphere was inexplicably ambiguous and a little awkward.

"I lost this competition." Feng Ce said.

Everyone was shocked, and Zhao Wuji couldn't help but ask, "Feng Ce, although something unexpected happened, the competition is a competition and it still needs to continue."

Tang San and others all looked at Zhao Wuji with expressions that showed no sense of humor. How could they continue to fight when they were like this?

Unexpectedly, Feng Ce's answer made them think that was not the case.

"No, it's true that I lost. Just when I turned around, her attack position shifted a little. Otherwise, I wouldn't have been able to catch her," Feng Ce said seriously.

"If she hadn't changed her attack position, her claws might have penetrated my throat."

"So, I admit defeat in this game."

Indeed, Zhu Zhuqing hesitated the moment Feng Ce turned around. This was just an assessment, but no one had any grudges.

Originally she just wanted to grab him by the throat and win.

But now, if the attack really lands, the opponent will even die on the spot.

So she chose to move a few centimeters away, but she didn't expect to be caught.

She knew very well that the other party saw through her attack at that moment. Even if she did not change her position, she still could not successfully cause any harm to the other party this time.

But at this moment, she would not be stupid enough to tell all this, she just glanced at the silver-haired boy lightly.

Upon hearing this, everyone seemed to think that Feng Ce's words were more reasonable, because under their subjective consciousness, Feng Ce could not avoid the second attack.

And the distance was so far that they couldn't see the difference of a few centimeters in an instant, let alone the authenticity of Feng Ce's words.

But that's not important. Zhao Wuji has already decided that no matter what the result is, this Netherworld Civet girl and the girl from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect will be admitted.

At this time, a man with a solemn face walked from a distance.