While the Nine-turn Soul Iron Shang was activating his soul power, the terrifying soul energy caused by it made the corners of Zhonglang's eyes twitch.
After fighting Ye Duoduo's soul, he realized that his soul power level was quite terrifying.
Above the soles of the feet, snow-white light suddenly surged out.
"laugh--"
Zhong Lang's figure flashed, snow-white light flashed past, and he had already retreated five to six meters. The soul speed is astonishingly fast.
"snort--"
"Although the soul power is powerful and the soul energy is very dense, you don't know that when the thunder-type martial soul is activated, not only is the fighting soul powerful, but the soul speed also increases very quickly."
Zhong Lang used the special thunder martial soul to avoid Ye Duoduo's soul fight and could only sneer.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Your soul speed is quite fast!"
Ye Duoduo waved the Nine-turn Soul Iron casually and nodded.
Ye Xianxian has already started fighting for his soul.
The soul power levels of the several male students who participated in the group formation and the four magicians were suppressed to the point where they could only parry and had no power to fight back.
The four magician-level students could only be expelled from the field.
Ye Duoduo's group formation was almost overwhelming. Although many students participated in the group formation, seven students could not even activate their soul power during the soul fight.
Among them, four students were defeated by souls. In an instant, Zhonglang formed a group to defeat four of the seven students, leaving only three students.
"What a bastard!"
"Sure enough, Zhonglang's group spirit power is strong and his spirit energy is not weak!"
"My group is just a ball of mud. My soul energy is exhausted and I'm almost out of power. How can I still fight for the soul?"
Ye Duoduo frowned, looked at himself forming a group, and just shook his head. Thinking.
"As long as Zhong Lang is held back, Ye Xianxian will have a chance to defeat him. When the time comes, Ye Xianxian will find time to join forces with me to fight Zhong Lang, and we will definitely be able to defeat him."
"Okay, only the soul can defeat you. When the time comes, Senior Sister Ye Xianxian will be free and we can form a team and the soul can defeat you."
"Even if I am defeated by my soul, I still have to defeat Ye Duoduo."
Zhong Lang understood Ye Duoduo's thoughts, smiled coldly, and pointed his sharp spear at Ye Duoduo with a faint expression.
"snort--"
"Why do you want to defeat me?"
Ye Duoduo held the Nine-turn Soul Iron in his hand, inserted it into the ground, and smiled.
"oh--"
"With just my four-wheeled spirit master and this spear, I can defeat you."
There was a hint of coldness at the corner of Zhonglang's mouth, and he put his hands on the barrel of the gun. With a spin, a snow-white spear almost turned into a wind wheel.
"Whirring whirring--"
Like a strong wind blowing, all the gravel on the ground was blown away, and the spear spun crazily along with it.
On the surface of Zhonglang's body, snow-white light suddenly bloomed, and wisps of snow-white light were like lightning, constantly puffing out.
Looking from a distance, Zhonglang is illuminated by snow-white light and filled with countless tentacles.
The fierce wind blew, and Ye Duoduo could hardly open his eyes. He felt that Zhonglang's spear was condensed with powerful and rich soul energy fluctuations, filled with extreme violence, like thunder and lightning.
"Ah--"
"You activated the thunder-type martial spirit from the beginning. Do you plan to make a quick victory?"
Ye Duoduo narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned as he looked at the rapidly increasing fluctuations of soul energy from the spear in Zhong Lang's hand. With a twist of the palm, the crimson flame was activated, rising into a rich soul energy, and slowly emerged indistinctly.
"Ye Duoduo, let me tell you, what does it mean to be an evil genius? With your level of soul power, you are not worthy of Ye Xianxian."
Zhonglang danced with his spear, whistling in the wind. There was a sinister sneer, and the sound of wind in the sky suddenly stopped.
Ye Duoduo glanced around and found that the snow-white spear in Zhonglang's hand became like a hot wheel, motionless, staying in his palm.
However, the long spear was almost transformed into a snow-white thunderbolt gun.
The spear moved slightly, emitting soul energy that caused fluctuations in time and space. The intensity was very strong.
"Just destroy your soul!"
An eerie and dark light flashed in Zhonglang's eyes. He held the spear tightly, with his feet on one side and the spear slowly raised above his head. Suddenly, light mixed with thunder and lightning hit the hard bluestone floor.
"boom--"
In an instant, the earth-shattering sound of explosions drew the attention of everyone present.
Zhonglang smashed his spear, and a snow-white light flourished, which contained terrifying soul power and stirred up a strong and rich soul energy.
"Thunder and thunderbolt——"
Roaring like an icy chill.
In the eyes of all the students with shock, a ray of snow-white light about ten feet long burst out from the spear, and the lightning and thunderbolt light passed by. Wherever it passed, the hard bluestone floor of the soul force field was completely destroyed.
The lightning shines like a long, snow-white snake that meanders. The soul speed is as fast as lightning, and the students participating in the soul fight cannot react for a while.
The soul power field was like lightning and thunder.
There was a crackling sound all the way, and deep grooves appeared on the bluestone floor, just like oxen plowing a field.
Countless people heard the deafening blast. The place that was destroyed was where the boy in black was.
Looking at the place where the lightning rays fell, there was actually a huge ravine.
"Gulu——"
Countless people swallowed their saliva.
This kind of soul power level should be level thirty-five or six, the level of soul power activated by a demon master who has advanced to the fourth round of soul rings. Those who are slandered will definitely suffer serious soul damage.
Smoke and dust slowly rose from the explosion of lightning, filling the air. There was no sound in the dust. The other people, because of the horrific scene, turned into dust and became as quiet as dust.
Zhonglang's spear touched the ground, a pale look appeared on his face, and there were a few drops of sweat sliding down his forehead.
"call--"
Take a deep breath. Looking at the motionless smoke, a hint of solemnity appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Thunder and thunderbolt, that is the martial soul of the fifth round soul ring. Zhong Lang actually mastered the martial spirit of the fifth spirit ring.
Back then, in a place of weak territory, Zhonglang experienced life experiences and once activated the Thunderbolt Martial Spirit. The soul of an unprepared demon master was seriously injured, and when he was unconscious, he took the opponent's head.
Even if Ye Duoduo's soul power level is that of a demon spiritual master, and he and Zhong Lang both have four-wheeled soul rings, and the Thunderbolt Martial Soul is activated, can Ye Duoduo still survive?
In the soul force field, the smoke gradually dissipated and fell into silence. Countless eyes were paying close attention to the soul force field.
A boy like a shooting star, a highly hyped and thorny student of Sunshine Soul Power Academy, a figure of the same level as Zhong Lang, will rise in Sunshine Soul Power Academy. Can his soul be destroyed early?
A piece of nine-turn soul iron inserted into the hard bluestone floor appeared in front of everyone.
The strong wind suddenly rose, the smoke completely dissipated, and a figure wrapped in red flames appeared in the eyes of countless people.
Zhong Lang's gloomy eyes narrowed and his expression changed.
"ah--"
Looking at the figure with crimson flames tumbling all over his body, he felt a thick, terrifying and extremely hot temperature even though he was far away.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Fighting souls, fighting souls, fighting souls is so exciting!"
Ye Duoduo slowly raised his head, and a faint voice came out.
In the crimson flames, there was still the delicate face, the same young man in black.
Zhonglang's face trembled, and the snow-white spear in his hand was trembling very hard. Now, he really felt how strong Ye Duoduo's soul power level was?
"oh--"
"It's so fun to fight the souls, let's do it again!"
Zhong Lang didn't speak, but the voice came from the figure in the red flame.
Zhonglang's eyes were fixed on the figure in the flames, watching his every move.
However, while Ye Duoduo was speaking, Zhong Lang was so shocked that he took a few steps back. As soon as he stood still, he felt a heat coming from behind.
Looking back, the crimson light flashed in his eyes. Immediately, a fist wrapped in flames from the first floor struck over with his pupils dilated.
