"This young man is amazing. He easily defeated the third-level Wu Jun without even releasing his martial spirit."
The voice changed,
"But now, how will he behave when facing Wu Di, the Fourth Ring Soul Sect?"
With three rings, Xiang Qingqing is not afraid.
However, it is very challenging to fight against the Four Ring Soul Sect without using soul skills.
This middle-aged man named Wu Di has a steady pace and is much stronger than the two soul masters before him.
Wu Di shouted, and cyan gloves gradually formed on his fists.
Four soul rings, yellow, yellow, yellow, and purple, also appeared next to him.
"Wind attribute?"
Xiang Qingqing looked at the green light on Wu Di's gloves and raised his eyebrows slightly.
A martial spirit with attributes and a martial spirit without attributes are two different things. The blessing of attributes to a soul master is very terrifying.
The wind attribute generally has two characteristics, one is speed blessing, and the other is damage blessing.
The wind attribute is used to its extreme to achieve ultimate speed and destructive power.
"drink!"
With a soft drink, Wu Di's left fist was already swung towards Xiang Qingwu.
With a thud, the fists and wrists met, Xiang Wuqing's eyes narrowed slightly, and his strength was barely there. The knife in his right hand cut Wu Di's ribs, and Wu Di withdrew his right fist to block it.
This young man is so powerful! Wu Di couldn't help but feel slightly lost. What is the origin of this young man?
The moment Wu Di relaxed, Xiang Wuqing jumped up high and thrust his left knee into Wu Di's chin.
Wu Di had no time to defend himself and could only do a back somersault to avoid the knee.
Wu Di looked at Xiang Wuqing and felt irritated. How could this young man have such strong oppressive power?
"drink!"
He could only use his soul skills first. The first and second soul rings on his body lit up, and a blue vortex appeared on Wu Di's fists.
Can't help it anymore? Xiang Qingwu narrowed his eyes slightly, and a layer of starlight scales and a starry battle body began to appear on his body.
For Sihuan, his soul power and strength don't have much advantage, so he still needs to be cautious.
The cyan wind attribute power allows Wu Di to punch faster and more powerfully, and the unique destructive power of the wind attribute also doubles Wu Di's confidence.
Looking back at Xiang Wuqing, a layer of starlight scales adhered to the surface of his clothes, and little starlights gathered on his fingertips.
The cyan wind fist seems to be powerful, but it has a fatal weakness, that is, its power is too scattered.
There was a crunching sound, and the fists collided with the fingertips. It was obvious that Xiang Wuqing's sword fingers had the upper hand...
Looking at Wu Di who was kneeling on the ground and sweating in pain, Xiang Wuqing said,
"It's just a slight fracture, no big problem."
Glancing at the blond host who was still in a daze, Xiang Wuqing said calmly, "Next."
"oh oh……"
The blond host finally came to his senses and nodded, "Next, Yin Zhonghao, the Fourth Ring Soul Sect."
After flexing his wrists, Xiang Wuqing smiled slightly. The warm-up was over and he could start getting serious.
Yin Zhonghao?
Oh, it's over...
"Next……"
"Next……"
…
Not only was the blond host already a little numb, but also Fan Ya in the audience was a little numb. The Four Ring Soul Sect was actually no match for him in his hands.
The last one?
Fan Ya was a little dumbfounded. She originally wanted to fix this guy, but she miscalculated.
The wealthy middle-aged man in the VIP seat was even more happy. He should be able to make a lot of money tonight. If you bet correctly, this young man is doing great.
Um?
The middle-aged fat man's smile suddenly stuck on his face. What the hell, is he going to play? The situation suddenly became unclear.
Just as the blond host said, "Next," a figure suddenly appeared next to him.
A cold voice said, "Go down, I'll take care of this."
Only then did the blond host clearly see the person coming. He subconsciously took two steps back and said in a trembling voice, "Long, Master Long."
The young man in this arena is exactly the thin young man Xiang Qingqing met when he first came to the Soul Fighting Arena.
Xiang Qingqing looked this Lord Long up and down. He remembered Fan Ya saying at that time that this Lord Long seemed to be the Five Ring Soul King.
It's a bit difficult to deal with, and I'm sure I won't be able to defeat you without soul skills...
After the blond host came off the stage, the thin young man named Lord Long looked at Xiang Wuqing and said calmly, "You are very good, you are qualified to know my name."
"Remember, my name is Xiang Long."
Last name?
Xiang Qingqing raised his eyebrows, he was still from the same family.
"bring it on."
Xiang Long said coldly.
hold head high!
A dragon roar sounded, and layers of thick white dragon scales began to appear on Xiang Long's body.
The five-ring soul king with matching super soul rings of yellow, purple, purple, black, and black.
Dragon spirit?
It's rare, but...
Xiang Wuqing frowned. This dragon roar made him feel inexplicably angry, as if he had experienced the feeling of being betrayed by his subordinates...
Trample him to death!
The unexpected anger made Xiang Qingrui no longer control himself.
Roar!
Angry roars appeared in Xiang Wuqing's body, and circles of purple soul rings slowly emerged.
Dong, Dong, Dong... there were several muffled sounds, and a shadow with a gossip pattern appeared behind him.
Seven Stars Breaking the Army!
The seven ruthless lights and shadows stepped on the position of the Big Dipper, and then became one in an instant.
"Punch it and break it for me."
Xiang Long on the opposite side looked confused. Is this momentum the third ring?
hold head high……
There was another dragon roar, and Xiang Long's third purple thousand-year soul ring suddenly flashed, and a huge white shield stood between the two of them.
There was a loud bang, and Xiang Long took two steps back with his giant white shield. Even so, he still blocked the sudden blow.
"You brat, use your big moves as soon as you come up."
Withdrawing the shield, Xiang Long shouted angrily, his first soul ring lit up, and his figure suddenly expanded to two meters.
The second purple thousand-year soul ring shines again, roar!
Xiang Long opened his mouth and spat out, and a ball of white dragon breath sprayed towards Xiang Qingqing.
Dragon Breath?
Xiang Qingqing felt that his blood was boiling...
Thunder God's Shield!
The thick blue-purple thunder shield suddenly exploded and dispersed Xiang Long's dragon breath.
The Wrath of Thunder God!
Increase attack power again.
The God of Thunder!
Xiang Long watched with his own eyes as Xiang Qingqing turned into a ball of blue-purple thunder and lightning and disappeared.
"Idiot, behind the scenes!"
Put your fists together and smash down hard.
With a bang, Xiang Long was smashed into the ground before he could react.
Click, his arms were pulled out of the ring, Xiang Long stood up slowly, turned around and looked at Xiang Wuqing and laughed, "Today's decision is really right, it's interesting, it's so interesting."
At this moment, something unexpected happened to the two of them.
With a ding sound, a black thing fell from Xiang Long's arms onto the ring...
Taking a closer look, Xiang Wuqing discovered that what fell to the ground was a black jade pendant, huh?