Douluo: Dual Martial Souls Sword Array, I'm Not Good at Killing
Chapter 54

One Against Seven-Who's on the Arena?!

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Han Yu looked calm and ignored the noise in his ears.

Dai Weisi on the opposite side clenched his fists, staring at Han Yu with his eyes fixed on him, his chest rising and falling slowly, and an angry look on his face.

As the crown prince of the Star Luo Empire and the first genius of the Star Luo Royal Academy, he has been bowed down by all and honored since childhood.

He couldn't tolerate his lifelong pride being trampled on by an arrogant young man.

The referee shouted, "Fight! Start!"

Before he finished speaking, all seven members of the Star Luo Empire opened Martial Soul.

All kinds of Soul Ring suddenly rose up, Dai Weisi took the lead, Evil Eye White Tiger Martial Soul Possession, the terrifying beast soul crushed the arena, and walked straight towards Han Yu with arrogant steps.

The fiery black-haired girl behind him disappeared and turned into a black shadow, following closely behind him and circling towards Han Yu's side.

The remaining five Star Luo Empire members performed their respective duties, and Accumulate Power surrounded them and immediately formed a formation, leaving Han Yu with no way to escape.

The entire audience held their breath, and no one was optimistic about Han Yu, who was still standing there dumbly.

"Isn't this a sure win? Star Luo Team obviously doesn't give him a chance!"

"Deserve it! Make him crazy!"

"Teach him a lesson! Star Luo Empire will win!"

Center of the arena.

There was no trace of panic on Han Yu's face, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he slowly raised his left hand.

Buzz--.

The ancient and mysterious Formation Disk was suspended in the hands of Han Yu. Light golden formations spread across the arena. In an instant, several formations landed quietly, covering half of the arena silently.

Four circles of Soul Ring fell from the top of Han Yu's head, one yellow, two purple and one black. The black color exuded majestic pressure, causing the seven people of Dai Weisi to freeze.

The anger on Dai Weisi's face instantly solidified, his eyes were fixed on the dark circle Soul Ring, and his breathing became rapid.

"What configuration is this? How come he has Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!"

"He is actually the same as His Highness Dai Weisi, both are Soul Ancestor!"

"What!? How is it possible? According to my Ten Core Competencies, Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring should only be absorbed at level fifty!"

The crowd was talking a lot, and among them was a slovenly middle-aged man with a look of astonishment on his face, scratching his head and ears.

On the high platform, the elders of each force were leaning forward, whispering to each other, their eyes full of wonder.

"This is impossible! How can the fourth ring be ten thousand years? Who are you?" Dai Weisi froze on the spot, completely forgetting about the attack, and exclaimed.

In an instant, he suddenly woke up again, with a look of embarrassment on his face.

He actually showed fear in such a situation, which was a disgrace to him as a prince. His eyes were fierce, First Soul Ring lit up under his feet, his body expanded in a circle, and he accelerated suddenly.

From his perspective, Han Yu's weak figure quickly enlarged and was about to collide with his fist.

On the high platform, Star Luo Emperor snorted coldly and curled his lips.

Several powerful men with profound strength also shook their heads slightly.

The next moment.

Click--.

The light was distorted, an illusory layer was shattered, and the figure of Han Yu disappeared.

Dai Weisi's eyes were instantly confused. He hit the open space with all his strength and fell forward uncontrollably.

The other six people did the same, and their formations were in chaos.

In just a moment, Star Luo Team's encirclement force completely collapsed.

The audience in the stands were completely stunned.

"What happened? Dai Weisi Why did they go astray?"

"Is this an illusion? We were even deceived? How outrageous!"

Don't wait for everyone to come to their senses.

Han Yu raised his hand, Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring flashed under his feet, and the formation lit up with lines.

Under the delay of the third Soul Skill Thousand Faces, Han Yu had already laid out several formations.

The effects of shields, gravity, solid defense, acceleration, etc. all increase dramatically, and pre-arranged formations are activated at the same time.

Bang--.

Dai Weisi shot out a white light wave from his mouth, creating ripples on the shield in front of Han Yu.

He waved his fists vigorously, his eyes full of resentment, and his face full of humiliation after being played.

Not only did he fail to defeat Han Yu with one blow, but he and his team members were treated like monkeys by Han Yu. He couldn't stand this huge gap.

"Do you only know how to hide?! Get out of here!" Dai Weisi urged Soul Skill frantically, bringing out White Tiger's shadow behind him, bombarding the shield in front of Han Yu.

Han Yu smiled faintly, and his voice was cold and resounded throughout the audience. "Okay, then you have to take it."

Second Soul Skill, Overload.

Acceleration Array detonated instantly, scattering light points all over the sky and gathering behind Han Yu, turning into pale white light and shadow.

Han Yu suddenly disappeared on the spot, with a white arc behind him.

Bang--.

Dai Weisi As if being hit hard, he flew backwards, his eyes widened, his face full of disbelief.

The figure of Han Yu appeared in the previous position of Dai Weisi, maintaining the posture of raising his feet and kicking horizontally, holding the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda emblem on his chest, and circling around the stands.

"Dai Weisi! Damn it, come on together!"

The black-haired girl exclaimed, gritted her teeth and looked at Han Yu.

The six of them rushed forward together.

The next moment.

Just like Dai Weisi, the six people experienced the feeling of getting lucky, and they flew out without even seeing Han Yu.

Overload, the formation detonates and the space is stable.

The figures of the six people were stagnant in mid-air, and Dai Weisi maintained the posture of just getting up from the ground.

The seven people felt that Soul Power was extremely sluggish, their bodies were stiff, their eyes were full of fear, and they looked desperately at Han Yu who was walking slowly.

"Damn it! That's too much!" Dai Weisi roared angrily, and the shadow of White Tiger behind him flashed and moved.

His fingers touched with the black-haired woman's, golden light and purple light blended, and the two majestic Soul Power collided into the sky.

A five-meter-tall Hell White Tiger suddenly appeared.

White Tiger has cold eyes, possessing both strength and speed. He steps on the ground with all four limbs and rushes towards Han Yu.

"It's Martial Soul Fusion Skill! Hell White Tiger inherited from the Star Luo Royal Family!"

"That boy will definitely lose. Martial Soul Fusion Skill is invincible within the same level!"

"What a pity. I thought I could really see a string of sevens."

Dai Weisi controlled Hell White Tiger to move forward, the cruelty in his heart locked onto Han Yu through White Tiger's eyes, and a touch of pleasure rose on his face.

He wanted to kill this arrogant young man on the spot. No matter what the genius was, no matter what Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring was, he must die under his tiger claws today.

The Nether Tiger's claws tore through the air, leaving a faint purple mark in the air before hitting Han Yu's head.

The next moment.

Han Yu smiled, Soul Tool pulled out the fine iron long sword from his waist, and blocked it with a horizontal sword.

When--.

The whole place was dead silent.

The entire arena was silent, and you could hear a pin drop.

Hell White Tiger, who was so powerful just a second ago, was blocked by a long sword.

"Who's in the ring!!!"

An angry shout instantly came from the high platform.

The bishop of the Martial Soul Branch Hall stood up abruptly, his eyes fixed on the figure of Han Yu, and his throat couldn't stop rolling.

A terrible thought arose in his mind: Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect that Holy Son was not dead.

He couldn't believe that under a strong person like Worship Hall, Han Yu was safe and sound, and now he had obtained Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring in the fourth ring. He wanted to convey this news to the headquarters immediately.

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