A soul ring configuration that left the arena breathless! An assault from a higher dimension
The morning sunlight streamed onto the massive Soul Fighting Arena of the Spirit Hall, making the white jade slabs gleam.
The Spirit Hall Team is currently standing on the Soul Fighting Platform.
Xie Yue was leisurely flexing his wrists, his gaze sweeping contemptuously over the still empty entrance passage opposite him.
A cold, arrogant smile played on his lips as he scoffed, "This Imperial Fighting Team is dragging their feet, Mo Fei they afraid?"
"In my opinion, apart from Dugu Yan's poison and Zhu Zhuqing's somewhat strange Martial Soul, the others are not worth mentioning at all."
"They wouldn't last a minute against our Demon Charm."
Yan, standing to the side, clashed his fists together, sparks exploding in his palms, and grinned maliciously, "Winning the championship is just a side effect; I'm already looking forward to the feeling of slaughtering them."
After saying that, he looked at Hu Liena standing to the side.
"Nana, His Holiness the Pope said there's one person they've never played in?"
Hu Liena nodded slightly.
"Hmph, he's been playing mysterious for so long, let's hope he doesn't be begging for mercy too quickly later."
Yan sneered.
Of those present, only Hu Liena looked worried.
The extremely solemn look in Bibi Dong's eyes in the secret room last night kept lingering in her mind.
"Nana, there's still one member of the Imperial Fighting Team who hasn't appeared yet. What if he were to appear?"
"Don't hold back at all, and... don't even have any illusions about defeating him."
She was terrified.
What kind of monster could possibly elicit such a response from the teacher?
This year's competition...
Are there any beings more monstrous than those three? They were carefully cultivated by the Spirit Hall.
Just then, a deafening roar of gasps erupted from the entire audience.
Imperial Fighting Team, here we come!
At the very front of that group of familiar figures, a young man in white walked lazily, his hands in his pockets.
He had a handsome face with a faint smile on his lips, and his body did not emit any fluctuations of Soul Power.
But the instant their eyes met, Hu Liena felt as if her heart had been seized by an invisible hand.
This person is dangerous!
Hu Liena's pupils contracted sharply, and she hissed softly.
"Xie Yue, Yan, pay close attention! That guy... he's going on stage!"
On the high platform.
Bibi Dong had been calm and composed, suddenly gripped her scepter tightly, while Qian Renxue, disguised as Xue Qinghe, stood up abruptly, her beautiful eyes filled with excitement.
Is this guy... finally back?
"This aura..."
Qian Renxue's heart pounded wildly.
"What has he gone through in just a few days? Why do I feel a sense of pressure from him, even just by him standing there, as if I were facing a top-tier expert?"
Lin Sheng, who has now entered the Soul Saint realm, is someone that Qian Renxue is extremely wary of.
They had absolutely no intention of fighting.
Bibi Dong also took a deep breath, cursing inwardly.
This isn't a competition, is it?
This is clearly a max-level character coming to the newbie village to wreck the fish ponds!
These three children from the Golden Generation will likely suffer psychological trauma.
On the stage, Yan saw Lin Sheng's completely disregard for his opponent, and his anger was instantly ignited.
He pointed at Lin Sheng and sneered, "So you're that cowardly captain?"
"You've been putting on airs for so long, but I'll personally trample your Xiao Bai underfoot and show you the true majesty of the Spirit Hall!"
Lin Sheng still ignored him, as if the buzzing in his ear was just a fly.
He slowly turned around, waved to Dugu Yan, Zhu Zhuqing, Ning Rongrong, and the other four behind him, and said casually, "For this performance, you all step aside and watch the show."
"Or you could just step off the stage and rest; don't get caught in the crossfire later."
"..."
The Imperial Fighting Team fell silent for a moment.
Although they knew Lin Sheng was now incredibly strong...
But is it really appropriate to be so arrogant in front of so many powerful people?
However, Dugu Yan and Zhu Zhuqing exchanged a glance.
He actually obeyed perfectly, leading his team to the very edge of the Soul Fighting Arena, looking like he was just going to watch and not say a word.
The audience. "???"
This scene completely ignited the uproar in the audience and made the seven members of the Spirit Hall Team feel extremely humiliated!
"Arrogance and conceit! You will pay the price for it!"
Xie Yue roared and turned his gaze to the referee.
"We can begin!"
The referee took a deep breath and suddenly waved the flag. "The final battle of the final begins!"
"Activate your Martial Soul!" Xie Yue roared.
In an instant, five dazzling Soul Ring rose around Hu Liena, Xie Yue, and Yan, and the surging Soul Power at the Soul King level swept across the entire arena like a tide.
"Boom--!"
Moreover, Hu Liena and Xie Yue intertwined their figures, even though they had not yet unleashed their Martial Soul Fusion Skill.
But if you want to perform...
It's all just a matter of a single thought!
You want to take on all seven of us by yourself?
Xie Yue's chilling voice suddenly boomed from the front. "Isn't this a bit too arrogant!"
Lin Sheng stood still, facing the Martial Soul Fusion Skill that was enough to instill fear in even Soul King and ordinary Soul Emperors.
He finally laughed.
Then he softly called out...
"It's the seven of you, taking on me one-on-one."
"Laugh--!"
A long sword, entirely black and exuding a chilling aura that made the heavens tremble, the Zhuxian Sword, quietly appeared in Lin Sheng's palm.
The next moment, Lin Sheng took his first step.
"Boom--!"
A Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring, as thick as fresh blood and shimmering with a crimson light, burst forth from beneath his feet!
The once noisy venue was instantly transformed by the appearance of that red light.
A deathly silence fell!
Before the audience could even scream, Lin Sheng took his second step, his third step...
With each step taken, a Soul Ring that evoked despair pulsed forth.
Red! Red! Red! Red!
Those were five Hundred Thousand Year Soul Ring!
As Lin Sheng took his sixth and seventh steps, two dark Golden Soul Ring, exuding a noble and divine aura, appeared...
It carried the ultimate pressure of the Mountain Dragon King and the Golden Dragon King.
It enveloped the entire Martial Spirit City like a blazing sun descending upon the world!
Five reds, two golds!
Seven-Ring Soul Sage!
"Roar--!"
Moreover, due to the complete awakening of the Golden Dragon King Bloodline within him, the faint phantom of a giant golden dragon appeared behind Lin Sheng.
The intense blood energy transformed into a tangible golden dragon shadow.
Roaring in the void, the red mist that had enveloped the arena vanished the moment it came into contact with this blood energy, just like frost meeting the blazing sun!
"This... this is impossible!"
Xie Yue and Hu Liena were forced back from their semi-fused state.
The two stared dumbfounded at the god-like boy before them, their minds completely blank.
The five streaks of crimson intertwined with the two streaks of dark gold...
It seemed to be mercilessly mocking the insignificance of their five Soul Ring.
At this moment, Hu Liena finally understood why her teacher had said they had no chance of winning.
This is hardly a competition.
This is clearly an old man teasing a child!