The elders discussed Ma Hongjun one after another, and before they knew it, the last scene was soon reached.
"Boss, it's your turn to play, go and show them a good look."
Ma Hongjun glanced around with a smile on his face.
This group of people actually dare to gossip and speak ill of the boss behind his back.
Let's see what you guys say after seeing the boss's strength later!
"The last game, Ye Ruilin versus Ye Minghui, both sides take the field."
As soon as the deacon's voice fell, there was a burst of noisy discussion around Martial Arts Arena.
Ye Minghui is an elite disciple of Second Elder's lineage, and can definitely be regarded as the top combat power of the Ye Family's younger generation.
He grinned, jumped up, and landed on the ring like a tiger.
The giant hammer in his hand hit the ground hard, making a deafening sound, and Black Iron Arena was hit with a tiny crack!
"Young patriarch, please enlighten me!"
Ye Minghui deliberately raised his voice with contempt in his eyes.
"I heard that you have been traveling abroad for these years. I wonder if you have made any progress? Or... are you just traveling around?"
The Ye Family disciples in the audience burst into laughter. Obviously, they were not convinced by this young patriarch who had been away from the family all year round.
Ma Hongjun looked at the laughing people, his eyes turned cold and a sneer appeared on his face.
A bunch of ignorant people, we'll see something good about them later.
Ye Ruilin did not respond to Ye Minghui, but walked slowly onto the ring.
His steps are steady, and his elegant outfit makes him tall and slender, in sharp contrast to Ye Minghui's wild appearance.
"Oh, just pretending!"
When Ye Minghui saw that Ye Ruilin didn't answer, he felt angry and suddenly raised the giant hammer.
The muscles all over his body were tangled, Soul Power exploded, and the giant hammer, accompanied by the whistling wind, struck Ye Ruilin on the head like a mountain bearing down on top!
If this hammer is implemented, even a strong person at the Soul Elder level would not dare to take it hard!
However, just when the giant hammer was only three inches away from Ye Ruilin's head.
An invisible force suddenly descended!
Ye Minghui's arm froze suddenly, as if it was tightly clamped by some invisible force, and could no longer press down even half an inch!
His pupils suddenly shrank, and he was horrified.
"What's going on?! My arms... are out of control?!"
He gritted his teeth and tried his best to move Soul Power, but his whole arm seemed to be frozen and motionless!
"You..."
He was frightened and angry, raised his head suddenly, and met Ye Ruilin's eyes.
At that moment, he seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss.
Ye Ruilin's eyes were as dark as ink, and there seemed to be stars flowing in the depths of his pupils, so deep that it made one's heart palpitate!
Ye Minghui only felt that his consciousness was violently seized by a huge mental force, and there was an explosion in his mind, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing into it at the same time!
"Ah--!!"
The screams echoed through Martial Arts Arena!
Ye Minghui Seven orifices oozed blood at the same time, his eyes turned white, and his whole body seemed to be pressed hard on the back by an invisible big hand, and he fell heavily on the ring with a bang!
His giant hammer clanged out of his hands and rolled to the side.
His body seemed to have had all its strength drained away, and was completely limp, unable to even move a finger!
And Ye Ruilin didn't even move a finger from beginning to end!
The whole place was dead silent!
"Click..."
On the viewing platform, the tea cup in First Elder's hand fell to the ground, and the hot tea splashed onto his robe, but he didn't notice it at all. He just stared at the ring, his old face full of shock.
"This... is... a psychic attack?"
Third Elder subconsciously crushed the object he was playing with. The sharp fragments pierced into his palms and blood dripped. However, he seemed not to feel the pain and just murmured.
"Impossible... how is this possible..."
Second Elder stood up suddenly, knocking the chair over to the ground with a loud clang.
His eyes were fixed on Soul Ring floating around Ye Ruilin.
"Body Soul Ring..."
Second Elder's voice trembled, with a hint of disbelief and excitement.
"He... his Martial Soul are... eyes?"
After looking at it for a moment, Second Elder finally looked into Ye Ruilin's eyes and did not look away for a long time.
"Boom..."
The whole Martial Arts Arena exploded instantly!
"Body Martial Soul?"
"Oh my god! The young patriarch is actually Twin Martial Souls?!"
"This... isn't this even more genius than Ye Ruixuan..."
The disciples of the Ye Family were completely excited, and everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Ruilin.
Shock, awe, jealousy, fear... all kinds of emotions spread among the crowd.
Beside him, Ye Zhenting's face was horribly gloomy. He was gripping the armrest of the seat tightly, his knuckles turning white from excessive exertion.
There was a crisp click sound.
The hard handrail was crushed by him!
A hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, and he roared in his heart.
"Twin Martial Souls, this kid must not be kept!"
His fingers subconsciously touched Seven Kill Order in his pocket.
People who originally thought they wouldn't be able to use Star Luo Empire now seem to think it's better to take action as soon as possible.
On the other side, First Elder was trembling with excitement. He turned around suddenly and grabbed Ye Zhentian's arm, his voice hoarse with excitement.
"Zhentian! You gave birth to a good son!"
"Twin Martial Souls, Body Martial Soul, I, Ye Family... are going to rise!"
Madam Ye's expression changed, with disbelief in her eyes.
She clearly remembered that her son's awakening was not Twin Martial Souls!
She looked at her husband with doubtful eyes, but saw Ye Zhentian's unusually calm expression.
Sensing his wife's gaze, Ye Zhentian looked back at his son.
"I'll tell you when I get back."
After whispering something, Madam Ye nodded.
Twin Martial Souls!
Second Elder and Third Elder looked at each other, determination flashing in their eyes at the same time.
The two people who were originally wavering between Ye Ruilin and Ye Ruixuan finally made their own decisions at this moment.
They walked quickly to Ye Zhentian and bowed deeply.
"Patriarch, the young patriarch is a genius, I, Ye Family, have a promising future!"
"From today on, the two of us are willing to fully support the clan leader's lineage!"
These words were like thunder, completely shattering Ye Zhenting's last hope.
His face was livid, his expression was stiff, and the murderous intent in his eyes was almost solidified!
He looked at Ye Ruilin with cold eyes, full of murderous intent.
"In the seventh game, Ye Ruilin wins!"
The deacon's voice finally broke the silence.
Ye Ruilin looked calm and walked slowly down the ring.
Ma Hongjun couldn't hold it any longer, rushed up and hugged his shoulders, grinning.
"Boss! Your move is so cool! That guy didn't even touch you and just lay down! Hahaha!"
Ye Ruilin smiled faintly, but glanced at the viewing platform.
Soon he saw Ye Zhenting's scarlet eyes, raised the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared on Ye Ruilin's face.
In an unnoticed corner, Ye Ruixuan clung to the railing, her nails deeply embedded in the wood.
His eyes burned with the flames of jealousy, and he roared in a low voice.
"Ye Ruilin, why do you..."