Chapter 7: Stunning Everyone
"Brother, this kid is from the Spirit Hall, why does he come here to study?
Doesn't the Spirit Hall have its own education system?"
Seeing Gu Han walking away, the big monkey asked in confusion.
"Stupid!"
Zhu Ganglie's fat hand slapped the big monkey's head and said unhappily: "The Spirit Hall Academy is at the same level as the noble academies such as Tiandou and Star Luo. Not everyone can enter."
"Besides, if you put students in other schools, won't they be trained differently?"
"Yes, it can save a lot of money this way."
The big monkey nodded thoughtfully. They don't know if he was often slapped by Zhu Ganglie, but his eyes were full of clear stupidity.
"Well, you're right."
Zhu Ganglie put his hands behind his back, with an expression that he was a teachable child.
After getting rid of the two guys, Gu Han tidied up his dormitory. It must be said that the name of the Spirit Hall is really useful. He also got a single dormitory with this name.
However, this is also because of his talent and value .
Gu Han, like last time, was a half-time transfer student. For the courses he missed before, he would find time to ask the teacher and go to the library of the academy to check the information.
The books of the Advanced Soul Master Academy are more comprehensive than those of the Junior Academy.
After everything was fully prepared, Gu Han set out to the Great Soul Fighting Arena.
In front of the registration window of the Great Soul Fighting Arena, Gu Han submitted his identity and basic information and gave himself the code name Mr. Sword.
He bought a smiley mask with a sense of humor, but he did not expect this mask to hide his identity.
If a larger force wants to know, they can find out a person's information based on the spirit and characteristics.
He is still on guard against those unknown audiences, or those unknown audiences on the stage.
At the age of 12, level 22, he is a good genius anyway. If someone who has a grudge against the Spirit Hall knows his identity, it will be troublesome.
Because Gu Han has always been a loner, he only signed up for the single-player competition.
His first opponent was a level 25 attacking spirit master, whose spirit was a big ice hammer.
Of course, Gu Han put all the deposit on himself, as he had absolute confidence in himself.
The host of the competition was a young lady with a butterfly spirit, who was flying over the arena, holding a microphone and announcing the opening of this competition.
"The next competition is Mr. sword vs. Du Jun."
"Here are the spirits and spirit power levels of both sides."
Mr. Sword: Spirit Mysterious Ice Sword, level 22 attacking spirit master.
Du Jun: Spirit Cold Hammer, level 25 attacking spirit master.
"Please enter!"
Gu Han walked onto the stage with a mask on. Opposite him was a two-meter-tall sturdy man.
Hehe, kid, not only are you hiding your true colors, but you also chose such a vulgar mask."
Du Jun stared at the funny smiley mask on Gu Han's face and couldn't help but laugh loudly.
This sentence immediately caused a burst of laughter from the audience.
Gu Han's eyes under the mask turned cold. He would never take the initiative to provoke others, but he would never condone those who provoked him.
"Referee, can we start the competition?"
Gu Han did not seem to be affected by the ridicule on the field. He looked calmly at the referee lady in the air.
The lady turned her eyes to Du Jun and asked routinely: "Is contestant Du Jun ready?"
"Hehe, of course, I will beat this kid so hard that his parents won't recognize him."
A big iron hammer appeared in Du Jun's hand and he pounded it on the ground, not taking Gu Han seriously at all.
In his opinion, the opponent was just a level 22 kid. He had fought at least more than a hundred games in the Great Fighting Soul Arena. It was easy to deal with a new kid.
"The competition begins!"
As the referee announced, two yellow hundred-year soul rings rose under the feet of Gu Han and Du Jun at the same time.
The first soul skill: Sword Qi!
As soon as the words fell, the first soul ring under Gu Han's feet lit up instantly, and a layer of sharp and extremely cold sword energy attached to the sword body.
With a sword strike, the sword energy containing the terrible ice attribute slashed towards Du Jun at an extremely fast speed, and even a layer of ice crystals covered the arena along the way.
Du Jun's expression suddenly became stern, and he did not dare to be careless, and the second soul ring under his feet lit up immediately.
"Second soul skill, Mysterious Ice Fury!"
Du Jun roared, and the big iron hammer in his hand instantly enlarged. The hammer face was as high as a person, and it smashed towards the sword energy that Gu Han had chopped out.
"Ahhh!!!"
Thanks to the nameless method, Gu Han's strength over the years has reached a terrifying level.
Just a casual sword energy made a great soul master who was two levels higher than him try his best to resist it.
Bang! !
After spending almost 80% of his soul power, Du Jun barely broke through Gu Han's casual sword energy.
"Huhu..."
Du Jun's sturdy chest rose and fell violently, panting like a cow.
However, Gu Han would not give his opponent a chance to breathe. Almost the next moment, Gu Han's sword reached Du Jun.
"What...!!"
Du Jun opened his eyes wide. The tip of the Mysterious Frost Sword was already pointing at his throat. The terrible cold and sharp air emanating from it made Du Jun feel cold all over.
"I, I admit defeat..."
Du Jun dared not move, and trembled as he admitted defeat.
Hearing this, Gu Han put away the Sword.
"Misfortune comes from the mouth, so keep your stinky mouth shut in the future."
Du Jun came to his senses, and his whole body instantly lost strength, lying on the stage and fainted.
Silence!
The entire audience was silent.
Even the referee lady was surprised, her mouth slightly opened, and the whole person was stunned. If flying had not become her instinct, she might have fallen down by now.
"Referee, can you announce the result?"
Gu Han looked up at the referee lady flying in the air.
"Oh, oh, okay."
Hearing Gu Han's question, the referee lady came to her senses, nodded, picked up the microphone and announced loudly.
"I declare that the winner of this fighting spirit competition is, Mr. Sword!!"
After hearing the result, Gu Han put away his martial spirit and turned to leave the scene.
Boom!!!
The whole audience was instantly shaken and stood up.
"Du Jun actually lost!"
"How is this possible!"
" Du Jun is the best among the great soul masters. He once set a terrible record of ten consecutive victories. How could he lose to a newcomer whose soul power is not as good as his!?"
Everyone was shocked. Du Jun was not invincible. He would lose sometimes. This was not surprising.
But what they never expected was that Du Jun not only lost, but also lost so thoroughly. From the beginning to the end, it took less than half a minute.
"Two moves, that Mr. Sword defeated Du Jun with only two moves!"
Some people saw it clearly. Gu Han only slashed out a sword energy throughout the game, and then he appeared in front of Du Jun like a ghost, and put his sword against his throat.
"Is Mr. swors really only level 22?"
Someone questioned, suspecting that Gu Han had falsely reported his level.
But this was immediately rejected.
"Impossible, the Great Soul Fighting Arena has very strict registration standards. When registering the level, you have to use the soul test ball to test it."
Now, everyone had to believe that Gu Han was only a level 22 great soul master.
"Hiss~~"
Someone gasped.
"This guy actually defeated Du Jun, who was 3 levels higher than him and had rich combat experience, with his level 22 soul power!"
"This guy is really terrifying."
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