Victory

After the host announced the start of the competition.

The two Wind Claw Brothers revealed a wicked smile, and a pair of bright silver metal claws appeared on their arms.

The metal claws gleamed with a dangerous, cold light, and after a few swings, invisible Wind Blade howled out.

"First Soul Skill: Crazy Scratching!"

"Second Soul Skill, Whirlwind Claw Strike!"

"Third Soul Skill, Wind Blade Dance!"

The two brothers used the same Soul Skill at almost the same time, and two yellow and one purple Soul Ring flashed by.

The two brothers then quickly began to swing their claws around on the spot.

From Xiao Lin's perspective, the two brothers' first Soul Skill is a close-range attack that combines both attack power and speed.

The second and third Soul Skill, based on the first Soul Skill, cut through the air to form Wind Blade for attack.

The combination of these three Soul Skill makes them virtually impossible for ordinary Soul Master to defend against.

Not to mention that the two brothers are twins, and their teamwork is perfect.

Looking at the countless Wind Blade rushing towards him, Xiao Lin was unable to find one of them to fight one-on-one in a short time, while Tang Ni beside him did not make any move.

Xiao Lin smiled slightly. It seemed that this time he would have to take the initiative to break up the two brothers' cooperation.

Xiao Lin arrived first despite being behind, Golden Flame gathering in his hand.

The next second, flames suddenly surged from Xiao Lin's arm, transforming into a pillar of fire that shot straight at the Wind Claw Brothers.

"Fire Fist!"

Xiao Lin shouted in his heart, and the powerful flames surged once again, reaching the thickness of a water vat.

The enormous flames effortlessly devoured countless Wind Blade before rushing towards the Wind Claw Brothers.

The two brothers were stunned. Their three Soul Skill were defeated by a single punch from the man in front of them.

Fortunately, they were experienced in many battles and knew that elemental Martial Soul were just that unreasonable, with a terrifying attack range.

Faced with the incoming pillar of fire, the two brothers chuckled and temporarily separated, spreading out towards the edge of the arena.

However, just as the two brothers thought they had dodged the fire attack and were about to retaliate,

Xiao Lin's massive flames crashed into the protective array surrounding the arena. Instead of breaking through the array, the flames continued to gather together with the help of the array.

In an instant, the ever-growing flames brought even higher temperatures.

The Golden Flame continued to burn, and the two brothers found it difficult to breathe.

Even though they dodged the attack, they were still affected by the high temperature of the flames.

In just a short while, their hair became curled up due to the high temperature.

"This flame?"

The twin brother frowned and focused; they had never seen such flames before, even though they were veterans of countless battles.

It's not that the two brothers hadn't encountered flames hotter than Xiao Lin's.

Rather, it was only after others used at least two or three Soul Skill that they achieved such a temperature.

Xiao Lin, on the other hand, simply threw a punch without even using his Soul Skill.

However, the host, who was quite knowledgeable, quickly exclaimed, "Self-Created Soul Skill! This is Self-Created Soul Skill!"

The host thought he had discovered the secret of Xiao Lin's Fire Fist, but little did he know that it was just one way of projecting Xiao Lin's Qi Gong Wave.

It's just an ordinary move.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, the sound of wind howling came from the other side of the arena.

Then, with a few more "whoosh" sounds, Xiao Lin found that his flames had been cut open.

When Xiao Lin finally got a clear look at the Wind Claw Brothers, the host spoke up again.

"It has appeared! The Wind Claw Brothers ' strongest move, Endless Wind Pressure."

Just as the host finished speaking, Xiao Lin noticed that his flames seemed to be suppressed by something, and his body was completely suppressed.

From the original massive flames, as thick as a bucket, to now being pressed down on the arena and falling to the ground like wheat fields in the wind.

How could Xiao Lin not be shocked?

This is Ultimate Fire; it cannot be suppressed by simple wind.

However, it was precisely because the flames were suppressed that Xiao Lin and the others were able to see clearly what was going on.

It turns out that the two brothers used their Fourth Soul Ring at the same time, and their Soul Skill resonated with each other when they used the Fourth Soul Ring.

Xiao Lin understood this resonance all too well. Wasn't this the Bonds him and Tang San, Soul Ring Fusion Skill?

The next second, Endless Wind Pressure rushed towards Xiao Lin and the others.

The powerful wind pressure made it almost impossible for Xiao Lin and Tang Ni to open their eyes, and their wigs were about to be blown away by the gale.

This is bad; if they are exposed here, they'll look like clowns.

Thinking of this, Tang Ni took the initiative to use her Golden Light Body Protection.

After a flash of golden light, Tang Ni transformed from a quiet, gentle wife into a female War God.

No matter how fierce the wind blew, she remained unmoved.

However, while Tang Ni could do that, Xiao Lin could not.

Because his Ultimate Fire can ignite his wigs and other decorations.

Left with no other choice, Xiao Lin had to use his Soul Power barrier to protect himself.

"Roar, little brother, they actually want to use their Soul Power to block our Endless Wind Pressure."

"Brother, don't worry about him, let's end this battle quickly."

The two brothers discussed the matter and realized that using the Soul Ring Fusion Skill would result in a huge consumption of Soul Power.

The next second, the two brothers used their first three Soul Skill again.

After the two yellow and one purple Soul Ring flashed by, the endless Wind Blade became even more violent and dangerous than before.

In the blink of an eye, countless Wind Blade struck Xiao Lin's Soul Power shield, making clanging sounds.

"It's here! Raging Wind Dance following Endless Wind Pressure, with countless wind Wind Blade. The Wind Claw Brothers used this move to win nine consecutive times. Will it allow them to advance smoothly this time?"

The host, with wings on his back, observed the situation around the ring and then used suspenseful rhetoric to Provocation the emotions of the surrounding audience.

"Ten consecutive wins! Ten consecutive wins!"

"Ten consecutive wins! Ten consecutive wins!"

However, just as the audience was cheering for the Wind Claw Brothers.

The next second, their cheers came to an abrupt halt.

A golden light flashed across the arena, and Tang Ni, carrying endless Wind Blade, appeared before Wind Claw Brother.

Then he punched Wind Claw Brother hard in the face, knocking him out of the ring, his fate unknown.

The host was also dumbfounded. What was that golden aura? Was it Self-Created Soul Skill?

It has such powerful defense and attack capabilities.

The host secretly marveled, realizing that he had witnessed all of his life's Self-Created Soul Skill in a single period of time.

"Younger brother!"

Seeing his younger brother's miserable state, how could the older brother not have any emotional reaction?

The Wind Claw Brother's face turned red as he unleashed a flurry of Wind Claws, sending countless Wind Blade sweeping towards Tang Ni.

"Sorry, your enemy is me!"

As Xiao Lin's words gently reached Fengzhao's ears, Fengzhao realized that something was wrong.

Large beads of sweat dripped directly from his forehead and evaporated quickly.

Without anyone noticing, Xiao Lin suddenly used a Flash Step, accelerating his flames to arrive beside him and pointing his finger at him.

The Golden Flame on his fingers flickered and danced, teasing the line between his life and death.

He knew that if he didn't surrender, the Golden Flame would shoot into his forehead like arrows, and then...

"I surrender!"

Without hesitation, the older brother, whose life was threatened, surrendered decisively.