At this moment, Mo Wentian spoke out the name of his self-created soul skill,"Self-created soul skill, Fire Dragon's Roar!”
As soon as Mo Wentian's voice fell, a dragon formed from fire shot out from his mouth and attacked Wu Qilong's front. A dragon's afterimage appeared behind Mo Wentian.
At this moment, Mo Wentian suddenly clenched his fists and roared,"Roar!"
At this moment, fresh blood gushed out from his chest. Mo Wentian looked at his chest, only to see a small wound.
Just as Mo Wentian was feeling puzzled, thousands of flames suddenly enveloped Wu Qilong, making him look like a giant dumpling from the outside.
Puff, puff, puff, puff
The sound of burning came from the fire dragon, and it made people shudder.
Shi Aotian looked up at the flames in the sky and gently closed his eyes. Two minutes and fifty-nine seconds! Wu Qilong!"
At this moment, the flames dissipated, revealing Qilong's figure. There was not a single good spot on Qilong's body. There were already more than ten thousand wounds on his body that had been burned by the flames.
Peng
Wu Qilong fell from the sky to the ground, but he didn't faint due to his strong willpower. A smile appeared on Wu Qilong's face as he grabbed Mo Wentian's storage tube and said,""You win!"
With that, Qilong closed his eyes and passed out completely.
Mo Wentian's right cheek had a thin sword wound, and a drop of blood was flowing out. Looking at Wu Qilong who was lying on the ground motionlessly, he muttered in a low voice,""Your fangs have already hurt me! Wu Qilong, even if you lose, it's still an honor!"
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The first match of the first round ended with Mo Wentian's victory, but people would not forget the defeated Wu Qilong, because he deserved everyone's respect and recognition.
With the end of the first round, the atmosphere of the venue was immediately stirred up.
The second match of the first round had arrived.
The second match was between Number Three and Number Four, Bing Ling 'er versus Xuan Tian.
At this moment, Bing Ling 'er and Xuan Tian were already standing on the stage. Bing Ling' er had long snow-white hair that reached her waist. Her bright eyes were cold. Her curvaceous figure, beautiful face, and cold temperament gave people the desire to conquer her.
Xuan Tian held Bing Ling 'er, his face flushed. The reason why his face turned red was because of Bing Ling 'er's beauty, and because it was his first time having a soul battle with a girl, which made him feel uneasy.
Bing Ling 'er didn't think too much about it. After the referee gave the order, she released her martial soul.
Bing Ling 'er's martial soul was very peculiar. The pattern on her right palm was a square white ice block with a hint of blue. This ice block wasn't an ordinary tool martial soul, but a top-notch tool martial soul on the Douluo Continent. It was called' Ice Spirit'.
The Ice Soul was known as " the oddity of tool spirits, the best of ice type spirits ". It could be seen how rare the Ice Soul was on the continent.
Bing Ling 'er was very lucky to have such a martial soul. However, this martial soul had a flaw, and that was that it was extremely cold. Even if you didn't release it normally, others would be frozen when they got close to you. Over time, your friends and relatives would distance themselves from you. This was also the reason why Bing Lai 'er had a cold personality.
When Bing Ling 'er released her martial soul, Xuan Tian was happy for a while. Because his martial soul was the Black Tortoise, which was water, and ice was also formed by water, he thought that he had completely restrained himself.
But then, he knew that sometimes, things would not develop the way you thought they would.
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