The first thousand nine hundred and seventy-eight chapters secretly shot
The Saint Clan is called the Soul Clan, and they are extremely good at soul power.
And what these direct descendant warriors of the Holy Clan are showing now is their powerful soul power.
Among the warriors around who want to join the Holy Court, at least most of them are best at soul power. Originally, most of these warriors were extremely confident in their own soul power.
But at this moment, when they saw these direct lineage warriors of the Holy Clan taking action, each of them felt extremely disappointed.
This warrior who is a direct descendant of the Saint clan has such strong soul power that he can easily control a Shinto warrior of the same realm. This level of soul power has surpassed most of the people here, making them feel extremely stressed.
The changes in the expressions of the people around him all fell in the eyes of those warriors who were direct descendants of the saint clan.
Immediately, a group of people showed contemptuous smiles on their faces.
"A waste is a waste. Even if you don't have the strength, you still dare to stand out." The burly warrior at the control station, a direct descendant of the Saint clan, shouted with contempt on his face: "Kneel down, I only have such little strength, but I also want to join the Saint clan."
Courtyard, this is just wishful thinking, I think you can be my slave from now on."
That's too much!
Many warriors around him heard these shouts, and their hearts felt like knives twisting.
Their origins are the same as this burly warrior, and they are not stupid. They can tell that although these direct lineage warriors of the saint clan are scolding this burly warrior, they are actually telling them.
This happened to me before I joined the Holy Academy.
This kind of insult made many people clench their fists tightly, even if their nails pierced the flesh and blood flowed out, they did not care at all.
However, no one came forward rashly.
That burly warrior is an example.
If you don't have enough strength and step forward rashly, it will serve no purpose other than humiliating yourself.
"Quickly, kneel down." The warrior who was a direct descendant of the Holy Clan was still shouting coldly. At the same time, his eyes were constantly scanning the surroundings, as if waiting for someone to stand up.
But in the end, no one chose to stand up.
For one thing, they didn't know this burly man, so there was no need to stand up for a stranger.
Secondly, they had no confidence that they could defeat this direct descendant of the Holy Clan. If they accidentally capsized in the gutter and delayed today's Holy Academy assessment, that would be a fatal thing.
The burly warrior's body kept shaking, and finally his legs slowly bent and he knelt down little by little.
"No matter how hard your legs are, you still have to kneel down obediently for me in the end." The warrior who was a direct descendant of the Saint clan, with a proud face on his face, glanced around and muttered.
boom!
Suddenly, the burly warrior, who seemed to have completely submitted, suddenly had a bright look in his eyes.
Although he was controlled by someone just now, he was fully aware of everything that happened.
Therefore, when he woke up, with an angry face on his face, he immediately punched the direct warrior of the Holy Clan in front of him.
A huge force hit this warrior who was a direct descendant of the Holy Clan, sending him flying and leaving him stunned.
How is it possible?
How could the secret technique that I used to perform using treasures be cracked so easily?
After the burly warrior gained the advantage, he almost didn't pause at all and struck at the warrior who was a direct descendant of the Saint clan again.
After several punches in succession, this warrior who is a direct descendant of the Holy Clan has been beaten very miserably.
Everyone around them saw that the situation was instantly reversed. Except for the other direct lineage warriors of the Holy Clan, most of the warriors around them had excited expressions in their eyes.
What made them excited was not that this burly warrior was rescued, but that they discovered the shortcomings of these warriors who were direct descendants of the saint clan.
It is true that these warriors who are direct descendants of the saint clan have very strong soul power, but in other aspects, they are very ordinary.
Therefore, as long as they can withstand the opponent's soul attack, these warriors who are direct descendants of the saint clan are nothing at all. Any one of them can defeat the opponent at will.
"That's enough." A cold shout suddenly sounded at this moment.
The person who spoke was surprisingly Zipengju who had just gotten off the Longma Incense Car.
With his brows furrowed, Zipeng Ju's figure suddenly turned into a shadow. The next time he appeared, he was already standing in front of the burly warrior.
This burly warrior struck Zipengju directly with a fierce punch, but this punch seemed to have no power at all. Not only did it not cause any harm to Zipengju, the burly warrior was actually hit by Zipengju.
The burst of power sent him flying away.
The people around who had begun to look down upon these warriors who were direct descendants of the Holy Clan were shocked when they saw this scene, with incredible looks in their eyes.
The scene just now was indeed incredible.
This burly warrior has very ferocious punches. It would be very difficult for any one of them to block this burly man.
But Zipengju didn't even move, and just bounced the burly warrior back.
The warrior who was a direct descendant of the Saint clan, who was beaten very miserably by this burly warrior, had a pale face. He walked up to Zi Pengju and thanked him: "Brother Zi, thank you for your help."
After saying that, he glared hard at the burly warrior.
He had just controlled this burly warrior, and that was a big show off. Unexpectedly, the situation suddenly changed, and instead he ended up in such an embarrassing end.
"Just now, someone intervened in your martial arts competition. If it hadn't been for this person, you would never have lost to others." Zipengju looked indifferent. After saying this, his eyes began to scan around.
The warrior who was a direct descendant of the Holy Clan was even more startled when he heard this, and immediately his face became furious, and he also scanned the surroundings.
He was already very resentful of the person who secretly acted. If it weren't for the other person, how could he have ended up in such an embarrassing situation.
Who is he?
Most of the people around who heard Zipeng Ju's words showed curiosity and kept scanning around.
Only the burly warrior stood there blankly at the moment, with a grateful expression on his face.
Zipengju's gaze swept across the crowd around him.
Soon, his eyes fell on Ye Chen standing on the edge of the crowd.
"Your Excellency, you are pretending to be the same. It seems that it is not a glorious thing to interfere in other people's competition for no reason." Zipeng Ju's eyes suddenly became a bit sharp.
He is also a direct lineage warrior of the Holy Clan, so of course he does not want to see these direct lineage warriors of the Saint Clan lose face.
Since the warrior who was a direct descendant of the Holy Clan had lost his face just now, of course he needed his help to get it back.
"Benefactor." The burly warrior followed Zipengju's gaze and landed on Ye Chen.
Everyone around them also turned their attention to Ye Chen.
"It turns out it's him, no wonder he has such strength." Among the warriors around, those who had seen Ye Chen take action yesterday suddenly had a look of surprise in their eyes.
Yesterday, I probably fought against two registration officers from the Holy Academy, and I did not suffer any loss in the end. These two information registration officers were genuine Mysterious God-level warriors.
"This bastard dares to interfere in our affairs. I will take action first. I must teach this boy a lesson. Since I have lost a slave, let him make up for it." The direct lineage warrior of the Saint clan who had just controlled the burly warrior.
, his eyes glanced at Ye Chen, his cold eyes full of resentment.