They say it's dangerous, but their actions are not slow at all.
The extremely flexible body tilted, causing Fang Ling's attack to miss.
But he did not give up the attack.
He turned his body and kicked a football with his left leg, aiming at Director Ou's knee joint.
This is an extremely brutal action.
It is extremely powerful and strong.
As long as the kick hits the target, one kick is enough to seriously injure an ordinary person or even a first-ring soul master.
Of course it is useless against the Soul King.
Considering that he would not get hurt and would be stronger in combat, Fang Ling attacked him as ruthlessly as he could.
He attacked the lower body without resting the upper body, and his left hand sickle missed the target, drawing a defensive arc.
"Hey, boy, you're really cruel!"
Director Ou sighed, retracted his right foot, dodged his move, and then kicked him straight at lightning speed.
This swift and powerful kick landed directly on Fang Ling's stomach.
Although the force is great, most of the force can be delivered.
This time he didn't react.
It's better to say that it's useless even if you see it.
Neural reflexes are not everything. Even if the combat reaction is very quick, the two people's combat experience and basic hardware are too different.
Instinctive and quick movements are not so easy to block.
Fang Ling's hair stood on end and he tried his best to resist, but he was still kicked away.
I had to twist my body to adjust my posture.
Then he fell down facing Director Ou.
The movements are smooth and graceful, giving people a sense of dance.
His level 1 agility allowed him to do this with some difficulty.
After the brief head-on battle just now, Fang Ling became more aware of his own shortcomings.
Eagerly absorbing this valuable combat experience.
His eyes focused and he prepared to attack again.
"Okay, let's stop here."
Seeing that his eyes were getting more and more passionate and he wanted to continue, Director Ou quickly raised his hand to stop him.
"Is that all?" Fang Ling asked doubtfully.
"What else?" Director Ou asked.
"I saw you fighting with them just now. Didn't you beat them up pretty badly?"
Fang Ling hesitated a bit, and pointed at the students around him who had passed the test and had expressions of fear in their eyes.
They couldn't help but be frightened.
It's too fierce, a very fierce guy has come!
Every move he makes is aimed at taking people's lives, so I really don't dare to provoke him.
"Can you be like them?"
Director Ou glanced at them with disdain:
"They fell down as soon as I pushed them. They couldn't even stand. They are all idiots!"
"And you have a very high talent for fighting. You can recover your fighting posture even after being kicked away by me."
"The sickle spirit is also used very well. It is not limited to the spirit, but also has good coordination with the body. It is not a one-sided thing."
"Director Ou, please don't create hatred for me. I'm scared." Fang Ling stopped him quickly.
"You are afraid of nothing. Let them fight you. Who would dare?" Director Ou pointed his finger.
"That little red wolf devil, how about you give it a try?"
The little soul master of the Red Wolf Martial Soul shuddered: "No, no."
This kind of fighting style will kill people.
If you cut your neck, you will die immediately, and even a healing soul master will be useless.
"What about the one holding the spear? They say the longer the spear, the stronger it is. How about you try it?"
"Haha." The child whose martial soul was a spear laughed, then lowered his head.
In an instant, he could launch three sets of fatal attacks while also focusing on defense, flexible movement of the body, and utilizing the opponent's strength.
In the end, even after being kicked away, he was able to adjust his posture and stand firm, instead of rolling off the stage like a gourd.
Too scary, is this a human reaction?
It's useless even if you have a long weapon.
If you can't keep up with your opponent's lightning-fast attack, you will be killed instantly.
"Hmph." Director Ou snorted coldly, then turned around and smiled at Ling.
"You are a rare genius who is good at fighting. Although your methods are a bit messy, you are indeed a good candidate."
"Sit here for a while and see what kind of talents your future classmates are."
"Wait until your teacher comes and ask him to take you to the academy to see what it has to offer. Then ask your teacher to correct your fighting methods and teach you more in-depth combat skills."
Fang Ling was a little confused. Did Director Ou send someone to notify them?
Why didn't I see it?
"Who is my teacher?"
Director Ou waved to the next person to take the test, and said to Fang Ling:
"His name is Lin Tianyang, the male teacher at the door, he is a very talented Soul Master. The gentle and beautiful woman next to him is your master's wife, a healing Soul Master."
"This is the only way to enter the academy. They will come here when they are done."
Fang Ling nodded in understanding and sat at the table to watch.
I'm really looking forward to it.
A Soul Master with great talent must be very strong.
There is definitely a lot to learn.
Especially with the gentle master's wife who is a healing soul master, it's a dream start!
As time went by, through watching battles, he also had a general understanding of the level of an average first-ring soul master.
Those who can come to the War King Academy are children who can endure hardships and are not afraid of being beaten.
It is divided into two types: with combat basis and without combat basis.
Of course, no need to say more.
There is no one who can defeat him.
The battle was full of mistakes, the steps were unsteady, and the attack was unfavorable.
None of the following was achieved: fast, accurate, and ruthless.
The Red Wolf Spirit Master and the Spear Spirit Master, who were specially selected by Director Ou, are probably the two strongest people.
Lv1's sickle and body movements, coupled with a 60 percent increase in nerve reflex speed, coupled with Fang Ling's unconventional combat thinking, produced a unique chemical reaction.
He finally realized what level he was at.
In the past, I always compared myself with Tang San and Xiao Wu, but I forgot that they are both old monsters.
A genius with innate full soul power who can look down on people of the same level and fight above his level.
Whether it is combat skills or normal soul power cultivation speed, they are certainly no match for him.
But how could other young spirit masters be as powerful as these two?
Fang Ling was more than capable of surpassing his peers... his peers.
I dare not say they are at the same level, because the most common soul masters in the world are one-ring soul masters.
Among them there must be those who are unable to advance and have been fighting in the Great Fighting Spirit Arena for many years.
These people are likely to have rich combat experience and will be very strong.
So even if you really want to start killing and gaining points right away, you can't be impatient, as this can easily lead to problems.
Learn first, accumulate first, and become stronger first.
I will watch the battle for a while, take part in the competition, and evaluate the fighting level of the people here.
Getting everything ready is the beginning of the gamble!
People come and go, and new first-ring young soul masters continue to arrive.
Then, during the assessment in the ring, he was constantly beaten by Director Ou's simple attacks and had no chance to fight back.
The flow of people gradually thinned out. Fang Ling noticed that the number of people sitting and waiting for the test began to decrease, and he suddenly realized something.
"The teacher is coming?"
He immediately sat up straight and looked forward to it in his seat.
After a while, the heroic man and gentle woman who had just been seen at the door walked towards the arena arm in arm sweetly.
"Teacher! Master's wife!"
Fang Ling hurried over.
The familiar address made both of them a little surprised.
"ah?"
(End of this chapter)