"Next, please invite the qualified contestants to take the stage. Today's game will determine the final winner of this year's Martial Arts Tournament!"
"And the winner will receive a reward of one Ten Thousand Year Soul Bone and one hundred million Gold Soul Coin!"
Truss shouted loudly.
The words drowned out the noise of more than 100,000 people present.
As he finished his words.
Spirit Bone and Jinka appeared in mid-air, glowing with dazzling light.
The scene instantly erupted with ten times the noise from before.
One after another figures walked out of the crowd and stepped onto the ring one after another.
Everyone is over fifty.
The oldest one has white beard and hair and is probably over seventy.
"Qiang!"
At this moment, the sound of swords resounded through the sky, but no one appeared, and it was unknown who drew the sword.
Several Titled Douluo on the high platform first looked up, as if searching for the source of the sound of swords, and the next second they all looked towards the center of the ring.
In the arena.
Six Soul Saint, three Soul Emperor, and one Soul Douluo all looked towards the center of the ring.
Where there was no one at all, a tall and proud figure suddenly appeared.
"In this last match, your opponent is me." Ji Wushuang appeared quietly, Peerless Sword Casket was hanging beside him, and at his feet was the six-path Spirit Ring of yellow, purple, purple, and black.
"Kakaka-"
Peerless Sword Casket slowly opened to both sides like a peacock spreading its tail, and a peerless sword was stored in the scabbard, ready to move.
Before it even comes out of its sheath, Sword Intent is exciting and daunting.
The ten people present are not said to have experienced hundreds of battles, but they are also very rich in combat experience. They are all veterans of Soul Master World, and their knowledge is so extensive.
But now that I saw the six-path Spirit Ring displayed by Ji Wushuang, I was still stunned for two seconds.
The audience around them were whispering to each other and talking one after another.
Tang Hao in the crowd widened his eyes.
At this moment, the murderous intention towards Ji Wushuang has reached an unprecedented peak. If Spirit Hall and three Titled Douluo hadn't been nearby, he would have taken action long ago.
"I actually wanted to recruit the disciples of the Spirit Hall Pope into the academy. I almost caused a big trouble."
Flender recalled how he met Ji Wushuang at Suotuo City a few months ago, and couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.
"Old Zhao!"
"You have to take it easy and don't force yourself to do it!"
The human spirit Flender instantly noticed the extraordinary strength of Ji Wushuang.
Otherwise, I would not have managed this "Number One Under Heaven Martial Arts Tournament" single-handedly, let alone see Soul Douluo on the court, and still play the game.
If you lose, you will not only lose your own face, but also lose the face of the Spirit Hall and Spirit Hall Pope!
With more than 100,000 spectators around, his reputation has been tarnished, and it will be difficult to restore it!
Flender feels heavy.
He also thought that Zhao Wuji had once provoked Spirit Hall, and he couldn't help but worry that someone would recognize Zhao Wuji and would not let Zhao Wuji leave after the game.
That's trouble.
He looked up at the stunning figure in the center of the high platform. Although he couldn't see his face clearly, he could already imagine in his mind what a shocking face it was under the veil.
"It would be great if Yu Xiaogang was here..."
"No matter what happens then, we will be able to retreat safely."
In the arena.
Ji Wushuang stood with his hands behind his hands and glanced at the ten people, some of whom were wearing masks.
I think I was worried about my identity being revealed.
If you possess Spirit Bone, you will be noticed by the world. If you are injured, it will probably be difficult to leave this place.
If he loses, it won't be too embarrassing. Anyway, wearing a mask has a concealing effect on his identity.
"Everyone, it's time to take action!"
Ji Wushuang thought.
Peerless Sword Casket The twelve swords all rushed out of the sword box, leaving Great Bright Vermilion Bird alone in the box.
Other than that.
Lines of condensed sword light from Sword Qi surrounded Ji Wushuang within a three-meter range.
See this.
The ten people all narrowed their eyes and released Martial Soul and Spirit Ring one after another.
The three Soul Emperor looked a bit unbearable in front of Soul Saint and Soul Douluo.
After all, they don't have the ratio of Ji Wushuang to Spirit Ring.
"Do it!"
One of the three Soul Emperor shouted loudly, and a torrent of Soul Power poured out.
The other two Soul Emperor were obviously his companions, and they chose to take action at the same time.
However.
The other six Soul Saint and the one Soul Douluo did not take action.
"Light Frost!"
"Cloud Shuttle!"
"Fengxiao!"
Ji Wushuang waved his sleeves.
Among the twelve swords hanging around him, three of the sword boxes shot out like meteors, and wherever the sword light passed by, there was a harsh scream.
"Phew!"
When only ten meters away from the three Soul Emperor, the three Flying Sword suddenly disappeared.
The six and Soul Douluo Soul Saint didn't even see Flying Sword's trajectory clearly. They saw the three Soul Emperor covered in blood and couldn't see clearly where the attack came from.
Two breaths later, before they could even react, the three Soul Emperors knelt down one after another. The place they were on was stained red with blood, their eyes were blurred, and they were unable to fight anymore.
"What a fast sword! What a clever Sword Control Technique!" Chen Xin narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the proudly standing Ji Wushuang, feeling terrified in his heart.
Realizing that Ji Wushuang's power was indeed extraordinary, the six Soul Saint looked at each other, exchanged glances, and rushed out together.
A variety of Soul Skill are released one after another.
The biggest difference between Soul Saint and Soul Emperor is that Soul Saint has Martial Soul Avatar!
For a while.
After the six Soul Saint cast Seventh Spirit Skill Martial Soul Avatar, they turned into giant beasts and appeared on the ring, surrounding Ji Wushuang in the center.
And the Soul Douluo strong man is still watching the battle at this moment.
Ji Wushuang waved his hand again.
Just when the six Soul Saint thought that Ji Wushuang was taking action against them.
The surrounding spectators suddenly discovered that the bodies of the three Soul Emperor who had been injured by Ji Wushuang's sword were floating in the air and quickly flew to the edge of the ring.
This scene was also noticed by the remaining seven people in the ring. They understood it in their hearts, but they looked at Ji Wushuang with admiration and were not in a hurry to take action.
"Everyone, we can continue!"
"Go!"
Ji Wushuang had a smile on his lips.
And pointed into a sword.
One finger refers to six people.
"Fengxiao, Red Leaf, Butterfly!"
"Calamity Breaker, Absolute Shadow, Life Slayer!"
at the same time.
Among the six Spirit Ring hanging next to Ji Wushuang, the first, second, and fifth Spirit Ring lit up instantly.
The attack power of these six Flying Swords increased five times in an instant, and their speed and penetration were doubled!
Flying Sword's body suddenly bloomed with rainbow light of different colors.
The six Soul Saint realized something was wrong.
The Sword Light brought by the sword's edge was too violent, so I hurriedly dodged to avoid it.
Those who were slow and unable to dodge tried their best to use Soul Skill to resist.
"Qiang!"
Ji Wushuang simultaneously controls six Flying Sword to deal with six Soul Saint.
A golden sword suddenly appeared in his left hand.
This sword is not like a mortal sword.
One side depicts mountains and rivers, and the other side depicts the stars in the sky. It is Second Martial Soul, Tianzhan of Ji Wushuang!
"Senior, why don't you take action yet?"
Ji Wushuang With a tap of his fingertips, the sound of swords sounded long and rippled layer by layer.
The only Soul Douluo glanced at the six Soul Saint who were entangled by the six Flying Sword and even at a disadvantage, narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"What a terrifying life!"
"One sword and one Soul Saint, given time, wouldn't it be possible to one sword and one number!"
"I'm curious, how many Flying Swords are there in your sword box?"
"What kind of sword is this sword in your hand?"
Ji Wushuang smiled and said nothing.
When Soul Douluo saw this, he smiled and said, "That's fine!"
"Let me try it myself!"