Battle for First Place! Let Me See If You Are the Future!

Five purple Soul Ring flashed simultaneously, and the phantom of the Phantom Demon Fox suddenly expanded behind her.

Nine transparent fox tails transformed into nine pink beams of light, shooting towards Bai Yuan from all directions.

It was not a physical attack, but a psychological attack.

Each beam of light contained Bewitchment Art technique powerful enough to trap even Soul King- level expert in a deep illusion.

Bai Yuan looked at the pink beams of light surging towards him, raised his right hand, and spread his five fingers.

Destruction.

Golden-black flames exploded from his palm, forming an invisible barrier around him that kept the nine pillars of light out.

The pink Bewitchment Art emitted a shrill scream as it was scorched by the Destruction Fire.

It turned into wisps of blue smoke and dissipated into the air.

Nangong Yao's pupils contracted slightly.

Her Phantom Demon Mist was shattered, not by brute force, but by a power of a higher level.

His mental strength was higher than hers, and the quality of his Martial Soul was also higher.

The golden-black flames made even her Phantom Demon Fox tremble instinctively.

Bai Yuan withdrew his right hand, and the golden-black flames slowly extinguished in his palm.

He looked up at Nangong Yao's face, which was filled with disbelief, and a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"Sister, your Bewitchment Art doesn't seem to work on me!"

Looking at his smiling face, Nangong Yao felt that unease well up in her heart again.

She has never encountered this situation before since her debut.

Her Bewitchment Art were as fragile as paper against her opponents.

She gritted her teeth, and the five purple Soul Ring flashed once more.

The phantom of the Phantom Demon Fox gathered behind her, preparing to launch the next attack.

Gu Yuena stood at the front of the crowd, looking at the black figure on the arena who was still standing in the same place without moving a single step, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

That stinky human is faking it again.

I'm so angry!

Why haven't you knocked that woman down yet!

He could have ended the fight with a single sword strike, but he insisted on standing there and letting himself be attacked.

Bai Yuan looked at Nangong Yao's face, which was slightly flushed with anger, and the corners of his mouth curved into a deeper smile.

"Sister, are you done? It's my turn."

Nangong Yao's pupils contracted slightly.

Bai Yuan pulled his left hand out of his pocket and beckoned to her with his finger.

Nangong Yao gritted her teeth, and her five purple Soul Ring flashed once more.

But her body stiffened for a moment.

This was instinct warning her.

Don't move, don't attack, and don't provoke this person.

How terrifying.

Is this Four-Ring Soul Ancestor?

Before she could recover from the shock, a black figure had silently appeared behind her.

It was so fast that even her mental power couldn't catch a glimpse of it.

A large sword was gently pressed against her throat.

"Sister, just give up."

Bai Yuan's voice came from behind her.

"The One-Word Battle Armor, I never had a chance to wear it."

The One-Word Battle Armor made of non- Spirit-Forged Metal has a fatal weakness.

Soul Master need to wear it.

The best way to counter One-Word Battle Armor Master.

He charged at his opponent, leaving him no time to don his One-Word Battle Armor.

You haven't put on your Battle Armor yet, and I won't give you the chance to do Battle Armor.

From the moment Bai Yuan appeared behind her, she had already lost.

Nangong Yao took a deep breath, suppressing the surging resentment.

The Phantom Demon Fox's shadow slowly dissipated behind her, and the light of the five purple Soul Ring gradually dimmed.

She looked away and took a step back.

Her voice regained its usual gentleness.

Yet it carried a hint of bitterness that she herself was unaware of.

"Little brother is so amazing, I give up!"

She turned around and looked at Bai Yuan's smiling face.

Her gaze was intense, as if she wanted to etch his image into her mind.

"Little brother, I'll remember you!"

She stepped off the ring.

Every step she took was so composed that no one could tell she had just experienced a crushing defeat.

The square instantly erupted in chaos.

"She admitted defeat? Nangong Yao admitted defeat?"

"She hasn't even put on her One-Word Battle Armor yet!"

"So what if she wore it? Didn't you see? Her Bewitchment Art had absolutely no effect on Bai Yuan!"

Bai Yuan withdrew his hand, watching Nangong Yao's retreating figure to the edge of the arena, without giving chase.

His target was not Nangong Yao.

It's Tang Dong.

Bai Yuan turned around and looked at the icy blue figure leaning against the edge of the arena.

"Tang Dong, it's your turn."

Tang Dong straightened up from the edge of the ring and calmly looked at Bai Yuan.

A tiny, slow smile curved the corners of his lips.

There was no mockery or contempt in that arc.

There is only one kind of pure, heartfelt appreciation.

"Very good, very good."

You're such a genius; it's astounding for someone your age.

"Hope."

He paused, a burning intensity appearing in his eyes.

"You are my opponent."

As soon as he finished speaking, his Martial Soul Possession.

On Tang Dong's arms, diamond-like ice crystals emerged from beneath his skin.

His body swelled up at that moment, his muscles bulged, and his veins stood out.

Like a Jade -green tail hook, it rose high behind him.

It sends chills down your spine.

Ice Jade Scorpion.

Five Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet.

Purple, purple, purple, black, black.

Three purple and two black rings, Five-Ring Soul King, and two Ten Thousand Year Soul Rings.

Boundless cold air poured out from his body.

A thin layer of frost had formed on the ground of the arena.

Even the moisture in the air was frozen into tiny ice crystals.

It fell in a flurry.

The square instantly erupted in chaos.

"Two black ones! Two Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! That's terrifying!"

"As expected of the number one on the Heaven Ranking! Two Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, truly terrifying!"

"Most of us are at the purple millennium level, considered geniuses among geniuses..."

"But he's two blacks! The difference is just too big!"

Tang Dong stretched his limbs, and the tail hook swayed gently behind him.

His eyes fell on Bai Yuan, and his voice was low and calm:

"Come on, junior brother."

"Let me see how good you really are!"

Bai Yuan's smile deepened as he pulled his right hand out of his pocket.

One, two, three, four.

Four black Soul Ring rose from beneath his feet.

Black, black, black, black.

The pitch-black halo swallowed all light in the sunlight.

The square fell silent instantly.

Four ten- Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring.

How old is he?

Everyone's brain short-circuited at that moment.

Some people opened their mouths wide and forgot to close them; others stared with wide eyes and forgot to blink.

There was a long silence, then things exploded.

The sound was more than ten times louder than when Tang Dong released his Soul Ring.

"Four black ones! Four ten- Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! What kind of monster is this?"

"How terrifying is his mental strength? No wonder Nangong Yao's Bewitchment Art had no effect on him! It turns out it was a mental power crushing!"

Nangong Yao stood below the stage, looking at the young man Soul Ring on the arena.

A slow smile curved his lips, and he extended his tongue to gently lick them.

"Little brother, that's great! Next time you have the chance, you must find him and have a proper 'sparring' with him."

Her gaze shifted from Bai Yuan, and she was about to look away.

Suddenly, she felt a cold gaze pierce her.

It's Gu Yuena.

Those purple pupils seemed to be covered with a layer of ice.

Nangong Yao's Sea of Consciousness suddenly trembled.

It felt like I'd been stabbed hard by something.

She leaned back, nearly falling, and those around her quickly caught her, exclaiming in surprise:

"Sister Yao, what's wrong? Are you too tired?"

Nangong Yao steadied herself, managing a somewhat forced smile:

"It's nothing, it was an accident."

Her gaze swept across the crowd and landed on Gu Yuena.

The silver-white figure had already withdrawn its gaze.

Looking at Gu Yuena's profile, Nangong Yao's smile deepened.

This one is good too.

Gu Yuena felt that sticky gaze still lingering on her, and she expressionlessly looked away.

Is this person crazy?

Why did she feel that Nangong Yao's gaze was even more intense than her gaze towards Bai Yuan?

The noise in the square continued.

On the arena, Tang Dong looked at the four black Soul Ring at Bai Yuan's feet.

A complex light flashed in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, suppressing the surging shock.

"Bring it on."

Tang Dong's voice was low and calm.

"Let me see if you are the future!!"