Crazy.
The entire Soto Great Soul Arena.
Totally crazy!!
It's like pouring a ladle of boiling water into a boiling oil pan!
Boom!!!
Explosion!!!
Hysterical roar!
Almost breaking the solid dome!
"Clear Sky!!! Ahhhhh!!!"
"Invincible!!!"
"Hammer King! Oh my god!!"
"Fuck! One strike! Really one fucking strike!!!!"
"Level 29!!! Soul Ring doesn't even light up!! It's so hard to hit!!!"
In the stands.
Countless people's faces turned as red as pig liver!
The veins on my neck are bulging!
Eyes are blood red!
Waving whatever you can!
Clothes!
hat!
Even!
Someone threw their shoes out in excitement!
Just to vent what almost broke through the Tianling Cap!
Frenzy!!!
The one who mocked louder before.
At this moment.
The crazier you shout!
The more desperate it is!
Huge noise!
Form a substantial shock wave!
Swinging back and forth in the huge circular space!
It makes people's eardrums buzz!
The air is shaking!
Staff of Soul Fighting Arena.
Whether it's the maid who leads the way.
It's Battle Soul Master security who is responsible for maintaining order.
At this moment.
Everyone was stunned.
Silly in place.
Let the tsunami-like sound waves hit you.
Forgot what to do.
Backstage.
Supervisor Old Liu collapsed on the ground for a full minute.
Only to be awakened by the deafening fanatical roar!
Get up in a hurry!
He hurriedly grabbed the communicator that fell to the ground.
My fingers trembled violently with excitement and fear!
"Quick!!"
"Notify me quickly!!!"
"Arena No. 7! Over there with contestant Clear Sky!"
"Block it! Block it now!"
"All staff! Cover your mouths tightly!"
"Everything about player Clear Sky!"
"Classified as top secret!"
"Without my orders!"
"Anyone! Dare to reveal a word!!"
Old Liu almost shouted.
The veins on his neck that had just subsided popped up again.
In the eyes.
No more panic.
But the ultimate fear and kind!
Disaster is about to happen!
But I want to hold on to life-saving straws!
Crazy!
"Damn it!"
"Clear Sky..."
"The surname is Clear Sky..."
"This Suotuo City..."
"No!"
"This whole Balak Kingdom!"
"No! The whole continent!"
"It's really going to change!!!"
He slumped down on the chair, all his strength drained from his body.
Look at the communicator.
His eyes were straight.
In VIP Box No. 1.
The old man who was dressed in a low-key manner but had an extraordinary bearing.
At this moment.
Already sat down slowly.
Tea cup in hand.
I don't know when it was gently placed on the expensive red sandalwood coffee table.
Tea.
There are still ripples in circles.
Just like his inner lake that is not peaceful at the moment.
There was a look of horror on his face.
It has been forcibly restrained.
It restored the depth of an ancient well without waves.
Just.
The depths of those old but still sharp eyes.
Roiling emotions.
Like a volcano about to erupt.
Being crushed beneath the cold shell.
"Chaotic Cloak..."
He muttered to himself.
The voice was so low that only he could hear it.
Every word.
They are all like heavy hammers.
Hit it in the heart!
"Eighty-one stacks!"
"Perfect control..."
"Send and receive from the heart..."
"Strength... has reached perfection!"
"It's definitely not stealing!"
"This is... direct inheritance!"
"It's real!"
"Clear Sky core inheritance!"
The old man's fingers.
Unconsciously on the carved nanmu handrail.
One click, one click.
Knocking gently.
It makes a very rhythmic sound.
That knuckle.
But quietly tightened.
Qingbai!
Show the inner turmoil.
"Check!"
He suddenly spoke.
Not loud.
But it seems to contain an invisible majesty!
Penetrating the remaining shocking atmosphere in the box.
Fall into the void.
"No."
In the shadowed corner of the box.
A figure shrouded in ordinary waiter clothing.
Appears like Gui Mei.
Bow slightly.
There are no unnecessary actions.
No unnecessary expressions.
Only the eyes hidden under the brim of the hat.
sharp.
Cold.
"Thorough investigation."
The old man's eyes were still looking at the passage where Ling Feng left.
That dark entrance.
Like a bottomless whirlpool.
"Use all hidden lines of 'Earth Net'."
"No matter the cost."
"I want to know."
"Where does this 'Clear Sky' come from?"
"Behind him... standing...Clear Sky Sect Which mountain!"
"Who... dares to put such a seedling..."
"Let it out to disrupt the situation!"
"At once!"
"Go check it out right away!"
"Yes!"
Figure in the corner.
Silent and breathless.
disappeared again.
It's like it never appeared.
It's like everything happened just now.
Just an illusion...
Huge luxury box.
Silence returned again.
There was only the deafening roar outside.
Came faintly.
Like a distant tide...
Suotuo City West.
Spirit Hall Third Branch Hall.
The heavy door is closed.
Isolated from the noise of the outside world.
But it can't isolate the invisible oppression.
In the spacious and solemn hall.
The light is slightly dim.
A huge soul guide chandelier hangs from the high dome.
The light is a bit cold.
The front.
Belongs to the position of branch deacon.
One was wearing a deacon's robe with a red background and gold trim.
The face is sinister.
A middle-aged man with eyes as sharp as an eagle.
He is lowering his head.
Looking at one in hand.
It was just delivered.
The parchment still has ink stains on it.
He looked very slowly.
Very carefully.
Every time I read a line of words.
In those falcon-like eyes.
The sharp color becomes one point thicker!
brow.
It's like being held back by an invisible hand.
Squeeze it tight!
Until the end.
See the bold description outlined in red ink:
"... One blow! The suspected Disorder Splitting Wind Hammer is superimposed to the number of ninety-nine! Break Giant Elephant Armor! Blow up the opponent's peak level 29 Soul Grandmaster! Seriously injured and dying! Unable to parry..."
Man's fingers.
Suddenly tightened!
The tough parchment groaned under the weight.
Almost crushed!
"Hmph!"
A suppressed snort.
Like thunder.
Rolling and echoing in the silent hall.
I was so shocked that I stood below and stood in silence with my hands down.
Two people in white clothes who dare not show off their arrogance Soul Master.
The body trembled slightly!
"Chaotic Cloak... eighty-one..."
The man slowly raised his head.
His cold eyes glanced below.
That look.
Like an ice pick with barbs!
Scratched human skin!
It made the souls of both men feel a sting!
"Trash!"
"They're all trash!"
The man suddenly slapped the parchment roll in his hand on the ebony desk in front of him!
Make a "pop" sound!
The teacups on the table all jumped up!
Water splashes everywhere!
"Level 29! Good at defense!"
"Soul Fighting Arena was caught in my own home!"
"In the most humiliating way!"
"In public! Broken the sign!"
"Beat him to death!"
"Hit the whole Suotuo City!"
"Everyone knows that Clear Sky Hammer is back in action!"
The man gritted his teeth.
Every word seemed to be squeezed out from between the teeth.
With a bone-chilling chill!
"A bunch of pigs!"
"I can't even close your holes by eating shit!"
"Get out!"
A low shout!
Like thunder!
The two subordinates in white were granted amnesty.
Rolling and crawling.
He hurriedly exited the cold and depressing main hall.
Only men remain.
Like Lone Wolf.
In dim light.
Exuding a heart-stopping low pressure.
He slowly sat back in the high-backed seat covered with thick Swan velvet.
His eyes flickered uncertainly.
"Clear Sky..."
"Clear Sky..."
He chewed these two words over and over again.
The corners of his mouth suddenly raised.
That is an extremely cruel and cold arc!
With a hint!
Creepy greed!
"Clear Sky Sect..."
"Having disappeared for so many years..."
"Finally..."
"Can't you help showing your head?"
"That's fine!"
"That old debt from back then..."
"It's time..."
"Do the math slowly!"
He stretched out his bloodless hands.
Picked up a stick on the table and it was completely black.
A scepter with a ferocious skull on the top.
The tip of the stick.
In the wet stains of tea that had just been spilled on the floor.
Just a little bit.
Tsk--!
An extremely subtle sound.
The ground is a hard obsidian floor.
It's like being corroded by strong acid!
Instantly!
Dissolve!
Leave a bottomless feeling!
A black hole the size of a pinhole!
Sizzling corrosive smoke.
Wandering up...
He lowered his head.
Get closer to the smoking black hole.
Deeply.
Take a breath!
As if tasting something supreme...
Delicious!
Suotuo City The most luxurious top floor Heaven Dou Wind and Moon Tavern.
This is the gold-selling cave for top dandies.
There are also all kinds of black market information that cannot be brought to the surface.
The most well-informed gathering place.
At this moment.
Inside the best "Peony Pavilion" box on the top floor.
There was dead silence.
On a luxurious Persian rug.
Countless torn pieces were scattered around.
Colorful gambling tickets!
There were also spilled drinks.
Broken precious crystal cup!
and.
Delicious dishes in a mess!
in the air.
It was filled with a strong smell of alcohol.
Tobacco gas.
And a... failure!
Desperate!
The smell of decadence!
One was wearing an incredibly bright silver dress inlaid with gold and jade.
A young fat man with a face as pale as paper.
Sitting blankly on the corner of the leather sofa.
The eyes are empty.
It was as if the whole soul had been taken away.
The short emerald round table in front of him.
Place it on one side.
Polished from the rarest soul-guided ice crystals.
A priceless calculation!
Crystal clear beads.
At this moment.
Being held down by a fat hand!
My knuckles turned white!
"Lost... lost?"
The other is richly dressed.
Dark circles under eyes.
At first glance, he looks like an overindulged young man.
Trembling lips.
Muttering to himself.
The eyes are full of incredible absurdity!
He suddenly grabbed a half-full bottle of royal liquor on the table.
Head up.
Gudonggudong poured it in!
Liquor is like a live wire.
Burn through the throat!
"Uh-ha!"
He breathed heavily.
My face turned red instantly!
His eyes were even more fierce and wild!
"Damn it!!"
"Waste!!"
"Shit Undefeated Silver Hammer!"
"Waste of waste!!"
"I invested a total of fifty thousand Gold Soul Coin!!!"
"Fifty thousand!!!!"
"That is my last wife!!!"
He slammed the empty wine bottle in his hand!
Knocked to the ground hard!
"Pah--!"
Exploded to pieces!
Glass shards and crystal shards flying!
Just like he is now.
Shredded!
Dream of getting rich!
"Clear Sky..."
"Clear Sky!!!"
His eyes were red.
Roaring like a wounded beast!
"Check!"
"Check it for me!!"
"I don't care what hammer he is!"
"Move my Baru Clan money!"
"You have to fucking pay the price!!!"
"Check him!"
"Find out all eighteen generations of his ancestors for me!"
"How dare you ruin my good deeds!"
"I..."
"I don't want him to survive!!
"I can't die!!!"
He roared fiercely.
But in the voice.
But it's full of lust and inner lust!
And one... that even he himself doesn't believe!
Weak!
around.
They are the "boys" who are also collapsed or sluggish.
No one responded to him.
On everyone's face.
They all write about the same feeling of despair.
And a deep-seated... fear!
Suotuo City is thirty miles away.
A place surrounded by mountains and rivers.
It looks like an ordinary manor but is secretly extraordinary.
In an elegant building deep in the bamboo forest.
One was wearing plain white linen.
A middle-aged man with a refined and refined temperament, like a hermit.
He was sitting cross-legged on a low couch in front of the window.
in front of.
It's a guqin.
But he didn't play.
Just quietly.
Looking out the window at the dancing bamboo shadows.
On the table.
It's a secret note just delivered by a carrier pigeon.
unfolding.
The ink characters on it are very concise.
But it seems to carry the weight of Qian Jun!
"...Suotuo City Great Soul Arena, the inheritance of Clear Sky is revealed! Suspected direct descendant! Chaotic Cloak Eighty-one hammer reappears! One hammer seriously injured the 29th level defense system Soul Grandmaster! Identity code: 'Clear Sky'..."
The wind passed.
Lift the corner of the secret note.
It made a slight gurgling sound.
The jade-like fingertips of a middle-aged man.
Gently brush the strings.
Not moved.
Just feel the cold silk strings.
In the eyes.
There is a deep light flowing.
"Clear Sky..."
"The mountain has been closed and the sect has been closed for many years..."
"This move..."
"Have you finally settled?"
He stood up slowly.
Go to the window.
Put your hands behind your back.
His eyes seemed to penetrate through layers of bamboo sea.
It was thrown in the direction of Suotuo City.
"Wind and rain..."
"Finally... it's up."
Soto Great Soul Arena.
A secluded corner of the dedicated lane for athletes.
Fierce noise and boiling cheers.
Separated by a thick soundproof soul guidance barrier.
Like background noise from another world.
become blurry.
light and shadow.
Split at the corner.
Divide this small area.
Isolated from the madness.
Quiet.
Deadly quiet.
There was only a cool breeze seeping out from somewhere deep in the passage.
Whispering and blowing.
It smells like rust and smoke.
Ling Feng.
Leaning against the cold metal wall.
He raised his head slightly.
Close your eyes.
It seemed like that earth-shattering blow just now.
For him.
Just do it casually.
Breathe.
Smooth and long.
Even.
With a hint of unnoticeable laziness.
face.
There is not even half the excitement after a big battle.
There is no vanity to enjoy the glory of victory.
So peaceful.
Like a mouthful.
The unfathomable ancient pool.
Suddenly!
Ta... ta...
Clear and rhythmic footsteps.
From far to near.
Break this deliberate silence.
Came from the other direction of the passage.
Calm.
With a natural confidence and... pressure!
The sound of footsteps was a few steps away from him.
Stop.
Shadows cast.
Covered a corner.
Ling Feng.
Still closing his eyes.
There seemed to be no awareness.
It seems.
Don't care!
A tall figure.
Blocked at the corner.
A little bit of light coming from outside the passage.
Block most of it.
Her short blond hair is meticulous.
There is still an unruly luster shining in the shadows.
face.
Covered with that iconic.
The white tiger mask outlines the evil eyes.
Under the mask.
Those ice blue eyes.
Like polar ice!
At this moment.
But it burns extremely hot!
Fighting spirit!
Like two groups of beating blue flames!
Die to death.
Staring at Ling Feng leaning against the wall.
"Sure enough..."
"It's you!"
A low and magnetic voice.
With a hint of playful determination.
Echoing in the narrow passage space.
Like the collision of metals.
Dai Mubai!
Ling Feng still has his eyes closed.
long eyelashes.
Not even a slight tremor.
It's like what the other party called.
Not myself.
And as if.
In this world.
There was nothing worth opening his eyes to see.
This kind of.
Thoroughly.
Ignore!
Let Dai Mubai's ice blue pupils go deep.
A hint of something more intense passed through!
Edge!
Not only was he not angry.
On the contrary!
Move forward slowly.
One step closer!
The distance is closer!
There is less than one meter left between the two!
That natural fierce and domineering aura that belongs to White Tiger Martial Soul!
Without reservation!
Pour out!
Like an invisible tide!
Towards Ling Feng.
Go with the surge!
The cold metal surface of the wall.
They all seemed to be under the pressure of this aura.
Let out a very slight moan!
Atmosphere.
Instantly!
Tight as a string!
Like a powder keg compressed to the extreme!
Just a spark!
It will explode!
Finally...
Ling Feng slowly raised his eyelids.
Those eyes as deep as the night sky.
Finally.
Open.
bland.
No waves.
He met those blue eyes burning with the flames of war.
Eye to eye!
Silent!
But it seemed like thunder exploded in the air!
"Final Round."
"Goodbye!"
Dai Mubai The corner of his mouth grinned in an arc that was definitely not friendly.
Even some!
Cruel taste!
His gaze.
Like a cold blade!
Scratched Ling Feng's face.
Especially.
It fell on his hands that seemed to be hanging down helplessly!
As if.
I want those hands that just performed the miracle!
See through!
"I will do it myself..."
"Tear your..."
"Disgusting..."
"Mask!"
The words fell!
Simple and neat!
No sloppiness at all!
He turned around suddenly!
The golden hair drew a sharp arc in the air!
White gold embroidered tall shirt hem!
Throw out a strong hunting wind!
Towards the outside of the passage!
That noisy direction!
Stride away!
The pace is still calm and confident.
But with an unprecedented solemnity!
and!
Completely ignited!
Relentless!
Boiling fighting spirit!!!
shadow.
The corners were rewrapped.
Ling Feng Quietly.
Watching Dai Mubai disappearing back.
Eyes.
No ripples at all.
Until the other party completely disappears at the end of the passage.
His eyes seemed to be able to hold the sea of stars.
A trace.
A light as subtle as a glacier fissure.
Talent.
Gone in a flash!
Fast.
It makes people think it is an illusion.
He slowly closed his eyes again.
Leaning against the cold metal wall.
The entire secluded passage corner.
He was the only one left.
and.
The outside world.
Still crazy and shaking...
Shout!
storm.
Already while he was closing his eyes to rest his mind!
Gather quietly!
Silent.
But it's enough!
Sweeping the entire continent!