As soon as Lin Ye said these words, the whole Soul Fighting Arena fell silent instantly.
Everyone stared with wide eyes and looked at the casual-looking young man standing in the center of the field in confusion.
"How much? What level did he say he was?"
"Level 50? Did I hear you right? How is this possible!"
"He was only level 44 when he went to Slaughter City eight months ago! How could he be promoted to six levels in a row!"
"This is so unreasonable, isn't it? Level 50 Soul King? How long has it been?"
The audience was completely blown away.
All kinds of exclamations and gasps came and went.
These talented students of the Martial Soul Academy are usually arrogant and arrogant, but now they are all stunned by Lin Ye's words.
Yan stood opposite Lin Ye, the sneer on his face froze.
He stared at Lin Ye with a look of shock on his face.
"Level 50? What nonsense are you talking about here!"
Yan gritted his teeth, unwilling to believe this fact at all.
He practiced day and night for the past eight months, and finally broke through to level 52.
He thought he could finally crush Lin Ye under his feet.
As a result, Lin Ye said lightly, he is level 50?
How is this possible!
Yan roared crazily in his heart:
It's fake! It's definitely fake! This guy must have been scared when he saw me at level 52, and he deliberately bluffed to scare me!
Yes! That must be the case!
Yan took a deep breath, pointed at Lin Ye and shouted loudly:
"Lin Ye, stop pretending to be crazy! Level fifty? If you were level fifty, I would eat all the floor tiles from Soul Fighting Arena today!"
"Do you think you can scare me off by hiding in Slaughter City for eight months and just bragging when you come back?"
"If you have the ability, show it to Soul Ring!"
The surrounding bastards who supported Yan also started to make noises.
"That's right! Who doesn't know how to brag?"
"Master Yan is a real level 52, Lin Ye must be bluffing!"
"Maybe he hasn't even been promoted to the first level in Slaughter City in the past eight months!"
Listening to the jeers around him, Zhu Zhuqing stood on the sidelines and stamped his feet angrily.
These idiots!
They can't even imagine what Lin Ye went through in Slaughter City!
Lin Ye looked at the furious Yan opposite and couldn't help laughing.
He picked his ears and said slowly:
"What's the rush?"
"I haven't finished speaking yet."
"Don't worry, this is just the beginning."
Yan was stunned for a moment,
"What do you mean?"
Lin Ye did not answer, but slowly raised his right hand.
An extremely terrifying black-purple evil energy burst out from his body instantly!
Accompanied by a deafening tiger roar, a huge Dark Demon Evil God Tiger shadow formed behind him.
Thunder and lightning are intertwined, and the wind is howling.
The temperature of the entire Soul Fighting Arena dropped sharply at this moment.
"Come on, take a look." Lin Ye stared at Yan and grinned.
"Don't blink."
"Buzz--"
With the call of Lin Ye, the first circle of Soul Ring slowly rose from his feet.
Black! Deep black!
Immediately afterwards, Soul Ring rose in the second circle.
Still black!
The third circle, black!
The fourth circle is still black!
Four Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, as black as ink, moved up and down around Lin Ye's body, exuding suffocating terrifying pressure.
The whole place fell silent for a moment.
None of the students who were clamoring just now could say a word at this moment.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
"Black... black? All four are black?"
"Holy shit! Am I blind? Someone slap me!"
"Aren't his first two Soul Ring purple Thousand-Year Spirit Ring? How come they turned into black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!"
"Four Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring! Are these even human beings?"
"Monster! This is definitely a monster!"
The audience went completely crazy, and many people jumped up from their seats, their scalps numb.
Douluo Continent's common sense was pressed to the ground and rubbed crazily at this moment.
The first link is ten thousand years? This is simply impossible!
But the facts are right in front of us.
Yan's whole body stiffened.
He stared blankly at the four black Soul Ring at Lin Ye's feet, his mind going blank.
"Impossible... this is impossible..."
Yan muttered to himself, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably.
He is proud of the five Soul Ring, two yellow, two purple and one black.
In front of the four pure black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring Lin Ye, it is like a joke!
The first two Soul Rings have more years of experience than the five of them combined!
Yan's psychological defense completely collapsed at this moment.
He finally realized what kind of monster he had provoked.
Lin Ye looked at Yan's devastated look and laughed mercilessly.
"What? Are you scared now?"
"Didn't you scream happily just now?"
"Don't you want me to see how much you've grown in these eight months?"
"Come on, Mr. Yan, the fifty-second grader, let me see what you are capable of."
Lin Ye's words were like loud slaps, hitting Yan's face hard.
Yan's face turned green and white in turns, humiliation, anger, fear, all kinds of emotions were wildly intertwined in his heart.
"Lin Ye! Don't be too arrogant!"
Yan roared angrily, his eyes turning red.
He knew that he had no way out today.
If he gives in now, he will be completely shameless in the Spirit Hall from now on.
Must fight!
What if Lin Ye has four Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?
I am Five-Ring Soul King! My Soul Power is taller than him!
Yan tried her best to cheer herself up in her heart.
"I must destroy you today!"
Yan roared, and the shadow of Flame Lord behind him suddenly grew taller.
"First Spirit Skill! Hellish Magma Rush!"
"Second Soul Skill! Granite Rock!"
"Third Soul Skill! Hellfire!"
Yan immediately became anxious. No matter what happened, the first three Soul Skill were all smashed out!
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The entire Soul Fighting Arena instantly turned into a sea of fire.
The torrent of hot magma swept towards Lin Ye.
In mid-air, huge pieces of granite slammed down with the sound of howling wind.
The large-scale flames directly blocked all Lin Ye's escape routes.
In this battle, if it had been an ordinary Soul King, it would have been burned to ashes on the spot.
"Master Yan is furious!"
"It's too scary! Who can withstand these three Soul Skill bursts!"
"Lin Ye No matter how perverted Soul Ring Configuration is, he will still be seriously injured if he insists on this!"
The audience screamed in shock.
Zhu Zhuqing crossed his arms on the sidelines, not worried at all, and even wanted to laugh a little.
With just this little attack power, you still want to break Lin Ye's defense?
What a daydream.
In the center of Soul Fighting Arena, facing the overwhelming flames and boulders, Lin Ye didn't even have the intention to hide.
He yawned and shouted casually.
"Second Soul Skill, Evil God Guard."
Buzz!
The second circle of black Soul Ring under his feet suddenly lit up.
The rich black-purple evil energy spurted out instantly, mixed with violent thunder and lightning and fierce wind.
A translucent dark black defensive barrier formed around his body.
The next second, Yan's attack arrived.