Everyone in the audience was staring at Lin Ye on the stage.
Those two dazzling purple Thousand-Year Spirit Ring still stayed in mid-air, piercing people's eyes.
Before everyone could recover from the huge shock that the first and second Soul Ring were both Millennium Tier,
The third line Soul Ring followed and slowly rose from the soles of Lin Ye.
It was an extremely pure black halo!
Profound! Depressing! Horrible!
As soon as this black Soul Ring appeared, a violent pressure instantly swept across the entire Soul Arena.
Immediately afterwards, the auditorium completely exploded!
"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!"
"Black... black! Am I fucking blind? Is that black Soul Ring?"
"Ten thousand years! The third ring is ten thousand years old! Is this what the hell a human can do?"
"I must be dreaming! Slap me! How is this possible!"
One student grabbed his hair with both hands, his eyes almost popped out of his head, and he yelled incoherently.
The person next to him opened his mouth wide and drool was flowing out without even noticing.
"Monster! This is a monster!"
"The first Soul Ring Millennium Tier, the second Soul Ring Millennium Tier, and the third Soul Ring are directly ten thousand years old! What kind of abnormal physical fitness is this? Isn't he afraid of being exploded by the energy of Soul Ring?"
"No wonder! No wonder His Holiness the Pope accepted him as his direct disciple! Who can match this talent!"
Everyone finally came to their senses.
Before, they thought that His Holiness the Pope had gone astray and accepted the useless Xiao Bai face.
Now it seems that the clown is actually themselves!
Just this Soul Ring Configuration, not to mention Martial Soul Academy, even if you look through the entire history of the Douluo Continent, you can't find the second one!
At this moment, Yan, who was standing on the other side of Soul Arena, was completely stunned.
His face, which was originally arrogant, domineering and full of sarcasm, was now as stiff as a stone.
His eyes were fixed on the black Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring at Lin Ye's feet, and his pupils shrank suddenly.
Impossible!
This is absolutely impossible!
Yan roared crazily in his heart.
How can a level 38 Soul Elder absorb Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring?
When he himself absorbed the fourth Soul Ring, he almost died in pursuit of the ultimate life span.
This kid is only in the third ring, how can he absorb ten thousand years?
Fake! This is definitely fake!
A strong jealousy and unwillingness rushed straight into Tianling Gai, causing him to completely lose his mind.
"A blind trick! This is definitely a blind trick!"
Yan pointed at Lin Ye and shouted at the top of his lungs, his voice breaking.
"Lin Ye! Stop fooling people with such tricks! The third ring of ten thousand years? Do you think everyone is a fool?"
"You must have used something special to create the illusion! I will personally reveal your true colors as a liar today!"
Yan didn't believe this was true at all. He just felt that Lin Ye was faking it.
Hu Liena in the audience looked at Yan who was already a little crazy and shook his head helplessly.
She knows this feeling all too well.
Yesterday in the main hall, when she saw Lin Ye and Soul Ring Configuration for the first time, her reaction was not much better than Yan's.
This is really beyond common sense.
But she knew very well that this was definitely not a cover-up, this was the real Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring!
Yan really hit the wall this time.
"This is trouble."
Hu Liena sighed secretly, knowing that Yan would definitely suffer a big loss next.
Zhu Zhuqing, who was standing in the corner, sneered.
Looking at the shocked and distorted faces around her, she felt happy.
Didn't you laugh happily just now?
Why aren't you laughing now?
She looked at the figure on the stage whose back was surrounded by black and purple evil spirits, the admiration and fascination in her eyes getting stronger and stronger.
On Soul Arena, Lin Ye suddenly sneered when he heard Yan's angry roar.
"A blind trick?"
Lin Ye looked at Yan with contempt:
"Senior Brother Yan, is it so difficult to admit that others are excellent?"
"Since you think this is a deception, then try it yourself and see if this deception can beat you to the ground!"
"You are looking for death!" Yan was completely angered.
His whole body Soul Power exploded wildly, and Flame Lord Martial Soul let out a dull roar.
"First Spirit Skill! Hellish Magma Rush!"
Yan roared angrily and waved his arms forward fiercely.
A ball of dark red magma instantly condensed in front of him, turning into an extremely thick torrent of magma. With terrifying high temperature and powerful aura, it went straight towards Lin Ye!
Wherever this torrent of magma passed, even the air was burned and distorted, making a sizzling sound.
"Holy shit, Brother Yan is serious!"
"This is Brother Yan's powerful single-target attack! I wonder how that kid will respond next?"
The audience in the audience screamed in shock.
However, in the face of the torrent of magma that rushed toward him and emitted terrifying high temperatures, Lin Ye had no intention of avoiding it.
He stood there, tall and straight, with cold eyes.
"With this temperature, is it worthy of being called hell magma?"
Lin Ye snorted coldly and slowly raised his right hand.
The shadow of Dark Demon Evil God Tiger behind him let out an earth-shaking roar.
Black-purple evil energy and violent thunder and lightning instantly gathered crazily on Lin Ye's right fist.
"Break it for me!"
Lin Ye did not use any Soul Skill, but simply attached Soul Power to his fist, and directly punched the thick magma torrent!
Boom!
A deafening loud noise exploded on Soul Arena.
In the eyes of everyone in the audience as if they had seen a ghost, Lin Ye's punch, wrapped in lightning and evil energy, unexpectedly hit the torrent of magma and exploded from the middle!
The hot magma splashed everywhere and fell on the ground of Soul Arena, burning out charred pits.
And Lin Ye stood there, not even taking half a step back.
There wasn't even a single burn mark on the clothes on his body.
The whole audience gasped again.
"Damn! Did you blow up Brother Yan's First Spirit Skill with one punch?"
"What the hell kind of physical power is this? He can't even use Soul Skill!"
"Monster! A complete monster! That's a level 49 Soul Ancestor attack!"
Everyone in the audience was dumbfounded.
A level thirty-eight Soul Elder, useless Soul Skill, defeated a level forty-nine Soul Ancestor's Soul Skill attack with one punch.
If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it!
Yan on the stage was even more horrified.
He widened his eyes and looked at Lin Ye, who was unharmed, and was horrified.
How is this possible!
Although my own First Spirit Skill is not the strongest, its power cannot be underestimated.
How could this kid be defeated with just one punch?
"I don't believe it! You are definitely doing evil magic!"
Yan roared angrily, and the second Yellow Soul Ring under his feet lit up instantly.
"Second Soul Skill! Granite Rock!"
Following Yan's angry roar, heat waves rolled above Soul Arena.
Huge, flaming granite stones appeared out of thin air and smashed down towards Lin Ye with the force of a mountain.
Each of these rocks weighs a thousand kilograms, and coupled with the terrifying falling speed and high temperature, the power is extremely frightening.