Trap, Jiang Ming, Your End Has Come!

"What power..."

Ye Yulin's eyes held a trace of surprise. He could tell that the power behind Ming Jiang's kick had not come from an attack using his own Soul Douluo-level cultivation. Instead, he had used Soul Power to activate the Spirit Bone embedded in the armor. The Spirit Bone skill had been amplified by the Soul Power amplifier within the armor, producing this effect.

Judging by its power, a single kick capable of crippling a Soul Emperor-level Soul Master had at least reached the level of a Soul Saint!

Moreover, the Spirit Bone embedded in the right leg of the armor Ming Jiang had made clearly had not even reached ten thousand years.

For an attack to display such tremendous power under those circumstances, it was clearly related to something within the armor.

"Ming A Shuai wins!"

Before he could finish saying "Ming," Ye Yulin hurriedly changed his words.

He did not want to fall out with Ming Jiang over something like this. A Soul Engineer with such talent was someone he would need to interact with often in the future.

His eyes gleamed with fascination. The armor-type Soul Tool Ming Jiang had created could, in many ways, rival a top-tier Rank 8 Soul Tool! After all, it contained a Rank 8 Core Magic Array.

Of course, one Rank 8 Core Magic Array was not enough to support a top-tier Rank 8 Soul Tool, but the presence of those five Spirit Bones had forcefully raised this armor's performance by a huge margin!

Ming Jiang nodded at Ye Yulin, then put away the armor and turned back toward the resting area.

The quarterfinals proceeded quickly. Of the four semifinal spots, two went to Pingfan Alliance contestants, while one went to a Sunset Water Alliance contestant.

Based on the semifinal lineup,