Ye Duoduo crossed her legs on the spacious seat. Slowly close your eyes, immersed in the spiritual induction, regulating the excessive consumption of soul energy in the Dantian in the body, and the tired body caused by the fierce soul fighting.
Ye Xianxian quietly looked at Ye Duoduo's peaceful attitude and murmured to herself.
"Brother Duduo, next time we meet, Xianxian believes that you are another strong person with soul power!"
In the soul ranking competition, after Ye Duoduo's fierce soul fighting, there was an endless stream of students who provoked the soul fighting. The fierce scene even surpassed Zhong Wa and Ye Duoduo's soul fighting.
Several students who ranked at the top of the soul list showed up. The tyrannical soul power and soul fighting caused all the students in the audience to scream in exclamation.
In the soul ranking event, entering the midfield, the vowel appears. Compared with some previous fierce soul fighting scenes, the soul victory is very easy.
That student was a demon master who had just advanced to the fourth round of soul rings and had level 28 soul power. The experience of fighting souls is far inferior to that of vowels. The soul fighting had only lasted one round, and Yuan Yin easily found his flaw. However, due to his negligence, he was defeated and injured with one blow.
In this soul fighting, the vowels were not enough to satisfy the addiction of fighting souls. Ye Duoduo was a little dumbfounded and just shook his head.
Yuan Yin was originally a soul-fighting maniac. Fighting for souls means fighting to the death.
"The number is seventeen, let's go out."
In the soul fighting arena, the lottery suddenly sounded, and the whole place suddenly fell silent. A series of blank gazes rested on the burly boy with a face as deep as water on the Soul Fighting Stage.
The boy sat quietly, feeling the eyes around him staring at him. The strong and domineering fluctuations of the soul energy were like a hibernating python suddenly waking up.
Soul Spear Xue Kun.
In the last soul ranking competition, the soul was defeated and injured in the hands of Han Fei. This domineering boy entered the inner courtyard by himself and fought soul battles, always claiming that his soul would win. The number of games was dozens of times, and the record of consistent soul wins amazed countless students and filled them with awe.
Xue Kun stood up and moved forward slowly. Following his pace, the domineering and rich soul energy in his body became more and more powerful. Even some students who were close could feel their breathing difficulty getting worse.
Xueru's beautiful eyes looked at her cousin, which attracted the attention of the whole audience, and she couldn't help but reveal some admiration in her heart.
When she was young, she had never met her cousin, Xue Kun Douhun, who had never met an opponent, never been defeated or hurt. Only in the last term, when he provoked a soul fight with Han Fei, his soul was defeated and damaged at the hands of his amazing senior with extraordinary talent and potential. From then on, the fear of him was unparalleled.
However, Man Ling'er appeared in the inner courtyard, eliminating him from the top spot on the Han Feihun List and placing him in the top three.
Now, in the soul fighting arena, because of the soul ranking competition, a dark horse has appeared, that is Ye Duoduo.
Xueru glanced sideways at Ye Duoduo not far away, and raised a snarky smile at the corner of her mouth.
"snort--"
"No matter how you jump around, as long as you have a cousin, you will be a clown!"
Ye Duoduo ignored Xue Ru's thoughts and didn't know what she was thinking.
However, in the soul fighting scene, the competition is about martial souls. Soul defeat, soul injury, and even soul destruction all depend on soul power and soul energy. Whether it is strong or not determines everything about him.
Ye Duoduo leaned on the chair and stopped at Xue Kun who was walking out slowly.
Ye Duoduo thought that if Xue Kun was given time to cultivate his soul power, he might become the strongest soul power expert in the inner courtyard. There is nothing to say about his talent and potential, and he will become a giant that dominates the Five Continents in the future.
"boom--"
Xue Kun came to the railing, and as soon as the soles of his feet touched the ground, his body suddenly fell from the sky like an iron tower. In the end, it was extremely visual impact. Wherever he landed, the hard bluestone floor was cracked by the earthquake. There was a pile of gravel and cracks on the ground that spread rapidly.
After the Soul Ranking event is over, craftsmen will have to be dispatched to repair it.
Xue Kun's body was upright, with his arms folded in front of his chest. The dark soul gun behind his back reflected the cold light under the sunlight. In this way, coupled with the strong and domineering soul energy, the students who are not tight-minded can only consider themselves defeated by not participating in the soul fight on the spot.
Ye Duoduo looked at Xue Kun's overwhelming momentum in the spirit fighting arena and smiled softly.
"Hehehehe——"
A kind of soul-fighting enthusiasm emerged in his dark eyes.
The age difference is that one is in his twenties and the other is eighteen years old. Even the two students Han Fei and Xue Kun would make him fearful.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Fighting Soul is indeed a good opponent!"
Looking at Xue Kun, who was as straight as a gun barrel in the spirit fighting arena, the whole place fell into silence.
This situation has never been enjoyed by Man Ling'er even if he spoke out before.
Man Ling'er was at the top of the last soul list. He rarely showed up, and his reputation in the inner courtyard was even higher than that of students such as Xue Kun and Han Fei.
Xue Kun stood quietly, ignoring the various looks in the spirit fighting arena. With his eyes closed and his arms folded across his chest, he waited for his opponent to appear.
"laugh--"
A figure in a blue robe suddenly flashed across the stage.
The young man in blue robe is a student in his mid-twenties. A face is considered handsome. However, this face was filled with a kind of bitterness, because in this soul battle, he faced the students from the last soul ranking competition, and they were ranked in the top two on the soul rankings. Some of them made him dumbfounded.
However, due to the lottery, when he met Xue Kun in the soul fight, he faced a complete loss of the opportunity to be listed on the soul list.
The young male student in blue robes was ranked in the middle of the soul list. However, the one who provoked the soul fight was the Demon Master who was about to advance to the fifth round of soul rings. In this battle of souls, there can only be more souls defeated and fewer souls victorious.
"All the students with numbers 17 and 17 have arrived, and the soul fighting begins."
In the spirit fighting arena, two students were facing each other. The great elder Wangyou waved his hand with a faint expression.
The spirit fight was about to begin, and the attention of everyone in the audience suddenly became heated. The eyes are full of expectation.
The students in blue robes didn't have high hopes of winning this soul battle. How to say? The student who stirs up the soul fight is one of the top two students on the soul list. It is also good to be mentally prepared for soul defeat and soul injury.
Before the start of the soul ranking event, Great Elder Wangyou announced the rules for fighting souls. He suppressed the panic in his heart and looked at Xue Kun with solemn eyes.
The blue soul sword swayed, and lines appeared faintly on the sword. When it shook, it looked like a living creature, appearing strangely.
The student in blue robes, with the soul sword in hand, is young and energetic, and has become much more solid. Wisps of rich blue soul energy surged out of the body and followed the arm, wrapping the soul sword. For a moment, sounds like rolling waves could be heard from time to time above the Soul Sword.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh-"
Xue Kun felt the opponent's gradually gathering strong energy, opened his eyes, glanced at his opponent calmly, and nodded.
His courage to stir up fighting spirits was not as low as he thought.
"Senior Xue Kun, I would like to thank you for your teaching!"
The young student in blue robes pointed his soul sword directly at Xue Kun and spoke in a deep voice.
Xue Kun swayed his body slightly, and there were bursts of crunching sounds in his body. The hands are spread flat, and the palms are unusually wide and slightly curled, like sharp claws.
The palms of his hands were crossed to form a shape, and a few wisps of invisible and colorless rich soul energy flashed out and hit the bluestone floor, leaving shallow traces.
