C25 Get the fuck down here
C25 Get the fuck down here
After all, Mo Lin was only at the peak of the fourth level of the Spirit Tempering Stage!
How could someone with such a cultivation possess such boundless soul power?
Zhao Gang could not understand no matter how much he thought about it!
However, the soul power derived from the Asura Tactics was not something that an ordinary person could comprehend!
For a normal person like Zhao Gang, even if he cultivated for another thirty thousand years, he would still not be able to understand the profound meaning of the Asura Sky Batian Technique!
"Hmph, soul power is useless. Even if you can't ring the drum, you still can't clear the level!"
After the short period of shock, Zhao Gang's face darkened, his expression suddenly turning cold!
Right at this moment, the energy ball in Mo Lin's hand slipped out of his grasp and rushed towards the Soul Sonic Drum!
Boundless soul power mixed with the rumbling of hidden thunder caused space to faintly distort!
At the moment when the energy ball was about to engulf him, the air along the road seemed to have been ignited!
Looking at Mo Lin's boundless soul power, all of the elders' eyes lit up, and their breathing became hurried. They were looking forward to what level such vigorous soul power could reach!
"Bam!"
A huge boom echoed out in all directions!
Mo Lin's ball of soul power smashed onto the Soul Cry Drum!
It was a pity that the drum didn't continue to ring!
After that, there was nothing else left to say!
At this time, without any exception, the expressions of the ten elders froze and their eyes widened like a grapefruit!
One had to know that if this type of soul power were to hit the Soul Cry Drum, it would definitely be able to break the record for the outer sect examination within the span of eighty breaths!
But now, what caused all the elders to be taken aback was that the Soul Drum actually only rang out once!
"There's something wrong with the Soul Tune!"
The ten elders' gazes were all cold as this thought spun through their minds!
One had to know, for disciples with monstrous talent like Mo Lin, they had long been determined as the number one choice for disciples they liked.
If this kind of disciple lost, it would definitely be a loss to his outer sect, and to the Cloud Sea Sword Sect s!
At that moment, all the elders were prepared to speak up for Mo Lin. They had already determined that there was something wrong with the Soul Drum!
However, when Zhao Gang saw that the Soul Drum only rang for a moment, he immediately beamed with joy, with a complacent look on his face!
He took three steps forward and directly walked in front of Mo Lin!
"Mo Lin! "Number 1325, eliminated!"
Zhao Gang's voice was loud and clear, resounding throughout the hall. The little guy had achieved his goal, and was beaming with joy, wanting to dance with joy!
He looked at Mo Lin with contempt, and laughed coldly!
"Mo Lin, as long as I, Zhao Gang, am in the Cloud Sea Sword Sect, you can forget about entering the outer sect of the Cloud Sea Sword Sect!"
Zhao Gang said in a deep voice, his mouth full of evil grin!
However, he didn't notice that at this moment, the ten elders beside the Soul Beep drum had ashen faces!
Every hair on his head stood on end as he glared viciously at Qin Lie!
In their hearts, Mo Lin was the most precious treasure. They wanted nothing more than to grab it in their hands and hide it!
And this Zhao Gang, actually dared to easily say that he would be eliminated!
All the elders could not tolerate it!
"Insolent Zhao Gang, I, as an elder, have yet to speak. How can you speak nonsense and spout nonsense, get the hell down here!"
At this moment, Luo Bao let out a loud roar! His expression was as hard as iron, his face as cold as frost, the veins on his forehead were popping, and he wished that he could eat Zhao Gang up!
When he was young, he was nicknamed "The number one boor in the outer sect!" by the Cloud Sea Sword Sect people, and when he was young, he was known as "The number one boor in the outer sect!"
Now that he saw Mo Lin's outstanding talent, the intention to take his in as his disciple surged greatly from the bottom of his heart!
But this Zhao Gang actually announced that Mo Lin had been eliminated, which was the same as Zhao Gang's hope of directly killing him and taking him in as a disciple!
With the personality of the "number one boor in the outer court"!
He could not tolerate it!
Hearing Luo Bao's angry roar, Zhao Gang's heart immediately trembled. His complacent expression immediately froze, and in that moment, he broke out in a cold sweat!
He trembled as he looked at Luo Bao!
Luo Feng's eyes were wide open, his expression gloomy, his hair was like a steel needle, sticking out!
Naturally, he had long since heard of the story of Luo Bao!
Zhao Gang looked at Luo Bao, and only felt his calf floating as his body went limp!
What was even worse was that not only was one of Luo Bao's elders glaring at him, but the other nine elders were also glaring at him, their eyes were as wide as bells, and fury was surging in their eyes!
In that instant, Zhao Gang felt as if he was about to be torn apart by the gazes of the ten elders!
He broke out in a cold sweat, and his soul was about to leave his body!
However, he did not know what he had done wrong. Why did the faces of these elders suddenly change?
"Get the hell down here right now!"
Luo Bao looked at Zhao Gang who was stunned on the spot, and immediately roared again!
When Zhao Gang heard it, he was so frightened that he staggered and almost fell to the ground!
He staggered and fled to the side in a sorry state. It was as if he was an untalented youngster who had been severely reprimanded by his elders!
At that moment, Zhao Gang's heart was full of grievances. He was useless, but just when he was depressed and angry!
The ten elders that were led by Luo Bao withdrew their rage and their expressions changed!
One by one, they walked towards Mo Lin while smiling merrily!
That amiable and kind appearance was as though he had seen his own grandson!
"This ?"
Seeing this, Zhao Gang was immediately flabbergasted!
He felt like there was a duck egg stuck in his throat!
He was shocked speechless for a long time!
"Little friend Mo Lin, your talent is outstanding, your soul power is rich, you are a rare genius, Zhao Gang is just a small referee, a mere outer sect disciple dares to cause a ruckus and steal a master, what he said, it can't even be counted!"
Luo Bao stared straight at Mo Lin, his mouth revealing a kind smile, as though he was looking at a treasure!
As for the remaining nine elders, they similarly sized Mo Lin up from head to toe. Those murky eyes, let out waves after waves of bright light!
Mo Lin felt goosebumps all over his body when being stared at by these old men!
Thank you seniors, Mo Lin is here to thank you!
Mo Lin cupped his fists and said!
"Sigh, little friend, there's no need to be polite with someone with such monstrous talent. Someone, bring the soul ring drum over. I'd like to see just what sort of thing this little friend, with your strong soul power, can't strike!"
Luo Bao roared as his expression suddenly straightened!
When Zhao Gang heard it, his face immediately turned green!
However, Elder Luo Bao was decisive in his killing. He was swift and decisive in his actions. He could not stop him at all!
He could only watch helplessly as the soul drum was carried over!
Not long later, number 325's soul sounded out and was sent to all the elders!
Luo Bao looked at the Soul Drum that was being moved over and his face turned cold!
His fist landed on the Soul Cry Drum!
"Bam!"
A loud sound rang out as the Soul Drum emitted a metallic sound!
"These are iron ores!?"
When Luo Bao's fist landed, he was immediately able to sense the material of the Soul Tolling Drum!
"What?" It was actually metal? this is simply preposterous, to actually use a solid iron stone to make it difficult for the disciples to take the assessment, it is truly overturning the heavens! "
When the other nine elders heard this, they were immediately filled with righteous indignation and felt their chests rise and fall!
"Who is in charge of this prop? Get the hell out here!"
Luo Bao's face was as cold as frost as he said with a stern expression.