Chapter 308 Is the fateful person talking about me?
This time it was the Holy Witch Clan who made such a big mistake and almost caused a disaster. No matter how you look at it, it is up to the Holy Witch Clan to apologize. Moreover, if you lose the previous bet, you will be expelled, and you will not be able to do it again.
Understand the art of Shaman Soul. However, the Great Elder changed his request. He always felt that no matter whether he won or lost, it seemed that his family of Holy Witches would take advantage.
The members of the Holy Soul clan looked at Xin Yuansu with angry expressions, wondering where he had the nerve to make such a request?
"Just have a try." Xin Yuansu looked determined.
"Okay, let's win or lose in one game. If you lose, you must submit to us and obey our arrangements." Zhuo Ruomeng stepped forward and said coldly.
"Great Elder." The second elder frowned and spoke to stop him.
Why did he want to stop it? Because of Xin Yuansu's action just now, the second elder saw that Xin Yuansu's strength was already higher than that of Zhuo Ruomeng. Even though Xin Yuansu had not comprehended the art of Shaman Soul, his strength was still higher than that of the great elder.
If the Great Elder competes with him, the chance of winning is not great.
"I won't let him succeed." Zhuo Ruomeng gave the second elder a comforting look and said resolutely.
The second elder saw that Zhuo Ruomeng had made up his mind and stopped talking. The other members of the Holy Soul clan also stopped talking when they saw that the first elder had made a decision. They chose to believe in their first elder.
Xin Yuansu asked to compete in front of the temple because he wanted to witness the future of the two races in front of the temple.
Zhuo Ruo dreamed for a while and then agreed, because the front of the temple was wider and had its own restrictions, which would not affect Gu Qingxi inside.
So, everyone from the Holy Soul clan and the Holy Witch clan gathered in the open space in front of the temple. The total number of people from the two clans was only more than 300 people. A barrier was placed in the middle to prevent the two from getting hurt if they fought.
Onlookers.
Xin Yuansu and Zhuo Ruomeng stood in the middle, looking at each other calmly, and then slowly drew out their swords.
Zhuo Ruomeng glanced at the gate of the temple, then at the clansmen who looked expectant, and took a deep breath. She would never lose, and she must not lose! They would not give up the temple, and they would not
Give up the Holy Soul Valley!
Xin Yuansu said nothing and made a gesture of invitation.
The next moment, the auras of Zhuo Ruomeng and Xin Yuansu were raised to the extreme in an instant, their spiritual power was wrapped around the sword blade, and the sword energy made a slight chirping sound.
The people watching around also held their breaths.
Zhuo Ruomeng's eyes were sharp and he didn't hold back. The sword in his hand stabbed Xin Yuansu with all his strength.
Xin Yuansu also had a stern look on his face and raised his sword to attack Zhuo Ruomeng.
The spiritual power wrapped around the sword energy and made a sound of spiritual power breaking through the air. With the two people as the center, two tyrannical forces exploded. The stones and dust on the ground flew up, and the momentum was overwhelming.
The two forces are about to collide, and everyone's hearts are in their throats.
However, Zhuo Ruomeng suddenly realized something was wrong.
When the two were about to collide, Xin Yuansu suddenly stopped his hand and slammed his chest into the tip of Zhuo Ruomeng's sword.
There was a pop, the sound of a sharp blade piercing flesh.
Zhuo Ruomeng was shocked and stopped hurriedly, but it was too late.
She also instantly understood at this moment that Xin Yuansu was deliberately seeking death!
Her sword retracted one point, and Xin Yuansu moved forward two points.
This is a competition with her with the intention of dying.
Seeing this unexpected incident, everyone around them screamed in surprise.
Many people wanted to rush over, but because of the barrier, they were all stopped outside.
Zhuo Ruomeng retracted his sword, stretched out his hand to catch Xin Yuansu who was falling, and frowned: "Why are you doing this?"
Zhuo Ruomeng asked Xin Yuansu to place him gently on the ground, stretched out his hand to hold his chest where blood was pouring out, and then took out a pill and was about to feed it to Xin Yuansu.
Xin Yuansu refused to take the elixir, but smiled sadly and whispered: "Great Elder... I hope that after my death, the two races will be reunited, and you can treat them equally, lead them out of this place, and use the soul-shaman's art to
Handed down……"
"Why are you so stupid!" Zhuo Ruomeng felt sad in his heart. The two clans have been fighting for so long, but they have never made a fatal move. The old rival wanted to die because he felt that he had made a mistake. However, something like this appeared.
Things were not what Xin Yuansu wanted. He was also deceived, and he also lost the grandson he had high hopes for.
Zhuo Ruomeng unlocked the barrier, and everyone gathered around him. Seeing the dying elder, some people from the Holy Witch clan started to cry.
"It's just a bit regretful that I couldn't see my destined person. You just said that the destined person is called Gu Qingxi..." Xin Yuansu allowed his life to drain away, with a miserable smile on his face and deep regret in his eyes.
Zhuo Ruomeng just wanted to persuade Xin Yuansu to take the elixir and see the destined person with his own eyes.
At this moment, a somewhat ethereal and illusory voice suddenly sounded. It was not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
"Who is calling me? Is the destined person talking about me?" Gu Qingxi's voice seemed to come from a far away place, but if you listen carefully, it came from the main hall.
Everyone turned to look at the entrance of the hall, and then saw a scene that they would remember for the rest of their lives.
The entire door of the main hall was glowing with a faint white light. Then the main hall slowly opened automatically.
The girl with an exquisite appearance slowly walked from the hall step by step. The contrast between her fair skin and her jet-black hair created a strong visual impact. Her beautiful eyes were as bright as stars, and her brows were as tall as smoke.
There are thin and small pink lips under the nose. It is not difficult to imagine how stunning the lips would be if they were longer and wider.
Her whole body seemed to be emitting a faint light, her clothes moved automatically without wind, and the crown on her head shone with magnificent light. At this moment, she seemed to be a fairy slowly descending to the world in the moonlight, and she seemed to be a crowned noble queen.
Next to the girl's ear, a small white flower swayed gently, adding another touch of color to her unique appearance.
She understood the art of Shaman Soul!
At this moment, this thought came to everyone's mind.
The second elder stared at the little white flower next to Gu Qingxi's ear. At this moment, he felt blessed. Why did he feel that the little white flower was familiar before? Because he had seen it on the mural! The second elder was excited and happy at the same time.
At this moment, they were extremely sure that Gu Qingxi was the destined person they were waiting for.
For a while, everyone was stunned, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.
It wasn't until Gu Qingxi spoke up that everyone was brought back to their thoughts.
"What are you doing? This person is going to die? Why don't you save him?" Gu Qingxi looked at the person whose chest was pressed by Zhuo Ruomeng's hand. The blood was pouring out, and he looked like he was about to die. Why is he like this?