Bibi Dong stretched out his slender jade finger and pointed at the man in silver armor in the field.
"Feng Ling, Level 61 Power Attack System Battle Soul Emperor, Martial Soul: Gale-Splitting Eagle.
Soul Ring Configuration, two yellow, two purple, two black."
Level 61, Soul Emperor!
Lin Ye was a little shocked when he heard this introduction, but instead of feeling any fear in his heart, he felt a strong will to fight!
He has long wanted to know how big the gap is between his current strength and the real Soul Emperor!
"Teacher, I want to challenge him."
Lin Ye's voice is full of confidence.
Bibi Dong looked at his eager expression and smiled slightly.
She just likes Lin Ye's arrogance and fearlessness.
"Very good."
Bibi Dong's eyes turned to Feng Ling in the field, and his voice instantly became majestic.
"Feng Ling, use all your strength, don't hold back."
"I obey my orders!"
Feng Ling responded in a deep voice, then slowly stood up and looked at Lin Ye with eyes full of scrutiny.
He is the new direct disciple of His Holiness the Pope? He seems to be just Soul Ancestor who is in his forties.
Although he had heard about some of his deeds, Feng Ling still felt a little disapproving.
He has seen a lot of geniuses, but there is still a huge gap between geniuses and truly strong men.
Today, let him weigh himself and find out how much this so-called peerless monster weighs!
Lin Ye walked down the high platform and walked step by step towards the center of Soul Fighting Arena.
With every step he took, his aura increased.
When he stood ten meters in front of Feng Ling, an evil and domineering aura burst out from his body!
Feng Ling felt this aura, his eyes instantly condensed, and he put away all his contempt.
What a domineering Martial Soul atmosphere!
This guy's Martial Soul is absolutely extraordinary!
"Boy, are you ready?"
Feng Ling said in a low voice.
"You can start at any time." Lin Ye said calmly.
Bibi Dong, who was standing on the sidelines, saw that the two of them were at war with each other and spoke slowly.
"The game begins!"
The moment the words fell!
Feng Ling's body suddenly erupted with strong Soul Power fluctuations!
"Gale-Splitting Eagle, possessed!"
A sharp shout!
His body changed instantly, a pair of huge cyan wings stretched out from his back, his hands turned into sharp eagle claws, and his eyes became extremely sharp!
Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black!
Six Soul Ring suddenly rose from his feet and hovered around his body!
Soul Emperor level of terrifying coercion instantly pressed towards Lin Ye crazily!
The ordinary Soul Ancestor might not be able to stand firmly just in the face of this pressure.
However, Lin Ye stood quietly on the spot as if nothing was wrong, without even a trace of expression changing on his face.
"Oh, that's interesting."
Feng Ling saw a flash of surprise in his eyes, and then sneered.
"First Spirit Skill, Eagle Strikes the Sky!"
The cyan wings behind him flapped suddenly, and his whole body instantly turned into a stream of cyan light, rising into the sky!
It circled in mid-air, and then dived towards Lin Ye at an extremely tricky angle!
The sharp eagle claws streaked through the air, causing bursts of ear-piercing sonic booms, aiming directly at Lin Ye's head!
What a fast speed!
Lin Ye's eyes flashed, but he did not dodge.
"Well done! Just in time to test how far my physical fitness has reached."
He shouted lowly, and black and purple thunder and lightning and evil energy condensed on his right fist instantly!
Facing Soul Emperor's full blow, he actually planned to fight head-on!
"Seeking death!"
Seeing that Lin Ye did not dodge, but wanted to use his fist to catch his eagle claw, Feng Ling's eyes flashed with disdain.
His Gale-Splitting Eagle Martial Soul is most powerful in its penetrating and cutting power. Combined with his Soul Emperor level Soul Power, even the defense type Soul Master of the same level would not dare to attack it easily!
A mere Soul Ancestor is like a mantis trying to fool a car!
However, the next second, the disdain on his face solidified.
Bang!!!
A deafening sound of gold and iron clashing, exploded throughout Soul Fighting Arena!
Lin Ye's fist and Feng Ling's sharp eagle claws collided firmly!
The expected bloody scene of Lin Ye's arm being torn off did not appear.
An unimaginable terrifying force suddenly erupted from where the fists and claws met!
Feng Ling felt as if his claws had hit a piece of dark iron, and a violent force flowed down his arms and poured into his body crazily!
"What?!"
He let out a cry of surprise, and his diving body suddenly stagnated, and his whole body was forcefully knocked back by this punch!
Feng Ling flapped its wings awkwardly in the air and retreated for more than ten meters before barely regaining its balance.
He lowered his head and glanced at his right paw, which was slightly numb and even trembling slightly, with disbelief written all over his face.
How is that possible?!
A Soul Ancestor who is over forty levels, can actually repel his own Soul Emperor who is level sixty-one with just his physical strength?
Is this guy's body made of iron?
Bibi Dong, who was standing on the sidelines, saw this scene, and a flash of approval flashed in his deep purple eyes.
Very good, it seems that he has not become complacent because of absorbing Soul Bone and Soul Ring in the past two months.
His foundation is still extremely solid.
"Come again!"
After being thwarted in one blow, Feng Ling, instead of being discouraged, was completely aroused.
He let out a sharp hawk's chirp!
"Second Soul Skill, Wind Blades!"
He flapped his wings suddenly, and dozens of cyan wind blades condensed from Soul Power appeared out of thin air in an instant!
Each of these wind blades is more than half a meter long, with a cold light flashing at the edge, sweeping towards Lin Ye overwhelmingly!