"Remember my name, Chu Liaoyuan!" The one-eyed soul cultivator held the peak Yuan-level Soul Yuan Weapon in his hand and walked towards Zhao Fan while dragging a spark-like trace on the ground with a sizzling sound.

, even the two soul cultivators on the battle stage next door felt numb.

"Is that the Soul Yuan Soldier?"

"He is actually at the peak of the Yuan level. Doesn't this mean that his power will reach the quasi-earth level?"

There were envious exclamations from all around.

"Chu...Chu what?" Zhao Fan seemed to be frightened and was in a daze. He didn't hear clearly, so he asked.

"Chu Liaoyuan!"

The one-eyed soul cultivator narrowed his eye, which was twice as big as an ordinary person's, and looked at the other person like an ant.

Who knows, Zhao Fan asked confusedly: "What is Chu?"

"Liaoyuan, Chu Liaoyuan!" The one-eyed soul cultivator was asked twice in a row, but he was not angry. Instead, the smile on his face became thicker. He felt that the former had been frightened by him and had obstacles in his five senses.

"What is Chu flirting with?"

Zhao Fan scratched his head and looked at the one-eyed soul cultivator.

"Chu Liaoyuan!"

The one-eyed soul cultivator emphasized his words with emphasis, and his voice was also integrated with soul power. Even the soul cultivators two or three distances away from the battle stage could hear clearly.

"Oh." Zhao Fan looked dumbfounded, "Wait a minute, what's the point of starting a fire?"

At this moment, waves of laughter rang out from all directions, and everyone guessed that this was the late Xuanjie who was deliberately teasing the one-eyed soul cultivator.

"roll!"

The one-eyed soul cultivator felt that he had lost his face and lost all his patience. He wanted to tear his plain-looking face into pieces!

Then, he lifted up the Soul Yuan Soldier, which had faint flames beating around it. When it was raised above his head, he rotated his wrist and made it rotate extremely fast. The speed was so fast that the trajectory could not be seen clearly, just like a circular fire-colored light curtain.

Zhao Fan's figure softened again. He activated his soul power and covered his trembling hands, as if to defend himself.

However, the soul power barrier was riddled with holes, as if it was being penetrated back and forth by ants.

Only when you are truly nervous and scared will you be as vulnerable as he is...

"Vulnerable."

The one-eyed soul cultivator's pupils condensed. At this time, with his extremely fast rotating soul weapon, he released overwhelming flames, covering most of the battle platform in an instant, wrapping himself and Zhao Fan in it.

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That kind of flame is so fierce that it gives people the illusion that it can burn everything in the world.

The view of the auditorium and the nearby battle stage was blocked by the fire, and no one could clearly see what was going on inside.

It has to be said that the range-based method is gorgeous and highly ornamental, so the movement here attracted a lot of attention.

"The later stage of the Xuan level, I'm afraid it's going to be very bad."

"This soul flame, with the help of the Soul Elemental Soldier, will turn him into ashes in ten breaths at most."

"If you want to survive, you must admit defeat before this happens."

"That one-eyed method should not be considered weak even among the quasi-earth level."

The voices of discussion came and went.

And on the battle stage burning with blazing flames.

"The fluctuations of Zhao Fan's breath are getting weaker and weaker. With the ninth breath, I will dissipate the flame and let him breathe. After all, he is a member of the Daluo Ancient Sect. If he dies on the stage, it will be troublesome."

Although the one-eyed soul cultivator is inside, his own soul flame is as comfortable as a comfort zone to him.

Don’t tell me, it really does!

Just as he was analyzing which of the two soul cultivators next door might be his opponent in the third round, he suddenly felt a pain in his foot and a burning sensation entered his consciousness.

"Um?"

Before the one-eyed soul cultivator could react, the burning feeling spread from his feet to his waist!!!

He finally panicked, because what was burning on his body at this time was the flame of his own soul...

As a soul cultivator at the pinnacle of the Xuan level, his fire control has reached the pinnacle. What's more, this is the flame transformed by the soul power. It is like one with it. How can it devour the master?

The one-eyed soul cultivator desperately wanted to control the soul flame, but he found that it was completely beyond his control. It was like a child who had been raised since childhood, not only disobedient, but also picked up a knife to chop himself!

"Impossible, this is impossible!"

The eye that the one-eyed soul cultivated was panicked when faced with an unprecedented accident, and for a moment he didn't know what to do!

As for Zhao Fan's breath fluctuations, he couldn't even feel it. The intensity of the soul flame burned more and more fiercely as time went by. Even his own soul perception couldn't penetrate the fire screen even half a minute...

"No!"

The one-eyed soul cultivator transformed himself into a flaming man, fighting and struggling crazily. The soul armor he had finally gathered was like nothing, and turned into ashes in an instant. The reserve of soul power was also consumed rapidly, until it was emptied.

He couldn't block the soul flame burning on his body.

…

Outside the battle arena.

The many eyes that were paying attention here looked at the figure that was rolling and struggling in the flames to no avail, and they all showed their natural expressions.

The one-eyed soul cultivator who burned himself by playing with fire mistook him for Zhao Fan.

Finally, the size of the flame began to decrease.

But what caught everyone off guard was that when everything on the battle stage returned to calm, the one-eyed soul cultivator who had a soul weapon comparable to the quasi-earth level was lying on the ground covered in charred black. His limbs were twitching from time to time, and his seven orifices were black from time to time.

Smoke rises, dying!

But the cowardly and weak late Xuanjie was sitting on the ground intact, looking at the one-eyed soul cultivator inexplicably. Immediately, he stood up suddenly as if he suddenly realized something, and said at the top of his voice: "Chu Liaoyuan, I remember.

I’ve got your name, but my father-in-law never told you, isn’t it good to play with fire?”

After hearing this, the one-eyed soul cultivator who was a little confused on the ground raised his hand to point at Zhao Fan. However, less than halfway, it fell down weakly. Then his head tilted and he passed out.

In the second round, Zhao Fan advanced and Chu Liaoyuan lost!

…

There was an explosion in the audience.

"Playing with fire and burning yourself?"

"This...this...is the first time I've seen such a weird thing. He was so aggressive at first, but in the end, instead of burning his opponent, he burned himself inside and out?"

"Hahaha, you must be so lucky in the later stage of Xuanjie, you can break into the third round of the knockout round in this way!"

"Facts have proven that it doesn't matter if you are weak. As long as your opponent gives you a chance, you can win all the way."

…

On the nearby fighting stage, the soul cultivators who were having a fierce duel stopped in unison and stared dumbfoundedly at the one-eyed soul cultivator who was scorched and fainted to death. They all stood there dumbfounded!

"What happened again?"

"Then in the late Xuan level, you won again?"

"Oh My God!"

"Something's wrong. How can you burn yourself when your soul power turns into fire? That kid is definitely weird. Otherwise, if it's luck once, how can it be luck twice?"

…

At this time, Zhao Fan seemed to have lingering fear in his heart, his eyes always stayed on the one-eyed soul cultivator, and he said calmly in his heart: "Playing with fire in front of me? Even if I agree, Cangyou Divine Flame will not agree..."

In the second round, Zhao Fan didn't even use any entry-level spells, let alone soul methods, and he didn't exert any force at all.

Cangyou Shenyan is a sky fire, a one-eyed soul cultivator at the peak of the Xuan level. His soul turned into fire in front of the sky fire controlled by Zhao Fan. He was as weak as a seedling of grass. The soul power flame released by it directly frightened him into submission and enslaved him.

The other party has no control and is completely controlled by Zhao Fan's thoughts.

Fight for two rounds in a row, relaxed and stress-free!

Zhao Fan looked dull on the surface, but he was actually smiling. In this way, in the eyes of other soul cultivators, he did not win with real power, and he was still weak.

Therefore, he wished he could continue like this.

But Zhao Fan could only think about it. After all, the further back he encountered, the stronger the opponents he encountered, and some of them might be comparable to the earth-level power. At that time, part of his strength began to be exposed.

It didn't take long.

The second round of knockout rounds is also over.

The duration lasted for five hundred breaths. After all, after the first round of elimination, the overall quality has risen to a higher level. There are very few bastards like Zhao Fan who win because they have a little bit in their hands.

The real thing.

As a result, the situation of sweeping and crushing is difficult to be staged again except for those who come from the soul realm or have a great background in the soul path.

Then came the time for recovery and rest, and there was still a stick of incense, without any change.

The advantages of having a deep foundation in soul cultivation are revealed. There are abundant elixirs and high-rated techniques, so injuries can be completely avoided.
To be continued...