Alchemy King Zhang Ming laughed for a moment.
The body trembled, and a pair of flying dragon wings with green flames appeared, hanging in the air, just in time to confront Ye Duoduo.
"Since you want to fight for souls, let's activate the soul power! This will show that you are the best young man in the Dahua Empire. Take a look at your soul power level. How many rounds have you advanced to?"
"snort--
"Don't be too proud. It only takes ten rounds to defeat and hurt your soul. Otherwise, Ye Duoduo has no choice but to stop fighting and leave immediately."
"If your soul is defeated or injured in ten rounds, you will not be allowed to participate in Kunshan Soul Fighting. How about that?"
Ye Duoduo looked at Dan King Zhang Ming, smiled for a moment, and said something surprising.
"Wow——"
The Kunshan Soul Fighting Arena suddenly burst into commotion.
Three years have passed since Alchemy King Zhang Ming advanced to the sixth level of soul ring. The magician's soul power level is still that of a sixth-level alchemist. It would be too frivolous to talk about a man with strong soul power in the empire, and some people would brag about defeating and injuring his soul in ten rounds.
"This boy is indeed too frivolous!"
The leader Hanshuang also felt that Ye Duoduo's words were shocking. At that time, he couldn't help but clenched his delicate hands.
What's wrong with this person? We haven't seen each other for three years and you're just acting like this?
Dan King Zhang Ming was so angry that he laughed instead.
"Okay, Zhang Ming will accept your provoking spirit fight. In ten rounds, your spirit will be defeated and my spirit will be hurt!"
The atmosphere above the Soul Fighting Field became increasingly tense.
The evil old monster Murong Jie and others were startled, and their expressions changed.
Ye Duoduo's soul power has skyrocketed, but he can boast. In ten rounds, his soul was defeated and his soul was injured. Dan Wang Zhang Ming was exaggerating.
Soul power experts from the five continents gathered in Kunshan to fight fiercely, hoping to destroy the Kunshan sect in one fell swoop.
Under such circumstances, the palace dispatched a hundred thousand troops, and an encircling spirit battle was about to begin.
In the soul fight between Ye Duoduo and Zhang Ming, if the soul is defeated or injured, or for ten rounds, there will be no soul defeated or injured at all. Then, wouldn't this fierce battle of souls stop?
Arrogant words become child's play. If today, there is no fierce soul fighting, then the Kunshan Sect will send out a thousand disciples to provoke a soul fighting, and the souls will be defeated, injured, or even destroyed one by one.
The expression of the evil old monster Murong Jie suddenly changed.
Ye Duoduo rubbed his hands and activated the dragon wings with green flames. A strange, rich flame made the magicians around them feel hot all over.
For a moment, Murong Jie, the evil old monster, slowly calmed down.
"Senior, don't worry! I have a bloody feud with the Kunshan sect, and I won't act out of emotion."
Ye Duoduo smiled.
Everyone looked at each other in shock, watching his persistence without saying anything.
Ye Duoduo is full of confidence in his spirit fight. Naturally, everyone also has some confidence.
With Ye Duoduo's soul power level, he should still be confident if he dares to say such big words.
"Ye Duoduo, be careful. Zhang Ming is already a six-round soul ring magician. Moreover, he can also activate very powerful flames, like the Star and Moon Spirit Fire, which may be the same as the Sea Heart Fire activated by Dan King Gu Nan. .Don’t be underestimated!”
President Murong Dan spoke in a deep voice.
"Um--"
Ye Duoduo nodded. Glancing at the flame wings behind Zhang Ming, it was the Fire of the Heart of the Sea. Not threatening to him.
The evil old monster Murong Jie and others hesitated for a moment and then retreated from the spirit fighting venue. In the air, there was room for the two of them to fight.
In the spirit fighting arena, the whispers of many spectators began to weaken.
Ye Duoduo went to Kunshan three times and provoked the Kunshan faction to fight for spirits. In recent days, the news spread throughout the Zhongzhou Continent. There are many magicians in the spirit fighting arena, and they have almost overwhelmingly strong spirit power on the outskirts of the royal capital.
Only Ye Duoduo dared to speak so loudly. After ten rounds, his soul was defeated and his soul was injured by Dan King Zhang Ming.
Han Biao, the former head of the Kunshan Sect, returned to the top position again. He looked at the two people in the air and the soul fighting scene that was about to unfold, with a slight sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.
Dan King Zhang Ming couldn't bear this tone. In ten rounds, his soul was defeated and wounded in the hands of a young man.
Under the wedding platform, Hanshuang couldn't help but raise her pretty face, a pair of beautiful eyes, looking at the young man in black robe in the air, and there was a feeling that was hard to remove.
This is a familiar face, less naive and more mature than three years ago.
In three years, the boy back then had truly transformed.
The magicians retreated from the spirit fighting arena, and Dan King Zhang Ming stared at Ye Duoduo.
Three years ago, this young man in black robe could only fight for his soul with his disciple Gu Yun. Three years later, he started a soul fight with him and threatened to lose his soul and hurt him in ten rounds.
"Today, in this soul fight, I will defeat and hurt your soul in front of her, so that you will never stop pursuing her love."
Alchemy King Zhang Ming had a faint expression.
An extremely powerful turquoise rich soul energy burst out from the body.
The rich soul energy adheres to the surface and rolls around. A wisp of green flame releases extremely hot temperature.
Ye Duoduo glanced at Zhang Ming, who looked a little depressed, but his expression didn't change much.
"Okay, if you insist on becoming the Han Biao Spear user, then I will not hold back in Fighting Soul."
"oh--"
"Really? Then I want to see why you don't have to hold back when you provoke a spirit fight?"
Dan King Zhang Ming was so angry that he laughed instead.
As soon as he shook his palm, the rich soul energy fluctuated. After a while, a green soul sword condensed in the palm of his hand, and the flames continued to burn.
"Hehehehe——"
Ye Duoduo smiled, his palms facing downwards, and his fingers tightened.
As the hand tightened, the nine-turn soul iron inserted into the ground suddenly flew out, turned into a black shadow, and flew into Ye Duoduo's hand.
"Wow——"
There was a burst of exclamation in the fighting spirit arena.
"I only need ten rounds to defeat and damage your soul!"
Ye Duoduo turned his soul iron nine times and pointed diagonally at Zhang Ming.
Alchemy King Zhang Ming's face trembled slightly. This time, no need to talk nonsense, the green flaming soul sword in his hand suddenly trembled, and the powerful and rich soul energy shook the time and space, sending out waves of ripples.
"Stop talking nonsense, only in soul fighting can you see the level of soul power!"
Zhang Ming didn't move, his eyes suddenly glared, and he shouted sharply. The green flame wings on his back vibrated, and his body turned into a green shadow, shooting toward Ye Duoduo like lightning.
Zhang Ming's figure flashed through the air, and the sharp soul sword, under the powerful and rich soul energy, easily cleared the space and time. With just a haha, the soul sword had reached Ye Duoduo's chest.
"when--"
The sound of symphony of gold and iron. The black shadow flashed past, and the huge nine-turn soul iron appeared strangely, like a thick protective film, easily blocking the sharp green soul sword.
The iron rod and the soul sword intersect, and a wisp of rich soul energy spreads from the intersection, causing ripples in time and space.
"laugh--"
One move of soul power was fruitless.
Alchemy King Zhang Ming flicked his wrist, and the sharp soul sword turned strangely like a snake and scorpion again, its soul spinning rapidly. The nine-turn soul iron moved sideways. Stab suddenly.
"Man--"
The sharp soul sword just flashed past the nine-turn soul iron, and a slender finger quickly stretched out. With a gesture of his hand, a wisp of rich soul pressure hit the soul sword and bounced away. At the same time, the nine-turn soul iron rose and hit Zhang Ming directly.
Dan King Zhang Ming stood on one side and easily avoided Ye Duoduo's soul power. His eyes suddenly turned sharp, the rich soul energy in his body surged wildly, and the soul sword trembled strangely. The soul sword turned into an illusory afterimage and appeared in front of him instantly.
"Ten Thousand Fires to Make Soul——"
The dark shadow of the Soul Sword was overwhelming, covering Zhang Ming's body in a few breaths.
Zhang Ming's arm shook, and the green soul sword was pushed out hard. Countless soul swords like illusory afterimages shot towards Ye Duoduo's head like a raging flood.
