After watching Huo Qiuer disappear into the distance, Huo Yuhao was the only one left in the sky. He stopped staying and fell towards the Heavenly Soul Palace below.
The welcome banquet in the palace gradually came to an end, and Princess Vina gave a speech at the end.
"It's getting late. Dear sun and moon messengers, please go back to the hotel and rest under the guidance. On behalf of the Heavenly Soul Empire, I welcome you all."
Amid the applause of officials from both countries, the dinner officially ended and the attendants began to clean up the banquet hall.
Huo Yuhao did not rush back to the hotel to rest with the others, but stayed in the banquet hall.
"Well, I do feel that the service provided by the Star Luo Empire is better." Tianmeng returned to the sea of spirits, lay lazily on the snow, and commented with satisfaction.
The Ice Emperor looked at her speechlessly. In their current state, they no longer need to eat to replenish energy, but Tianmeng is very greedy every day. Apart from sleeping, he only eats and plays all day long. He really doesn't look like a soul beast at all.
In fact, in the far north, if the Ice Silkworms don't have to avoid natural enemies, their schedule is only to eat and sleep.
Huo Yuhao carefully looked at the secret of the body in his hand. This was not only a thank you gift, but also a piece of sustenance from the other party.
Suddenly, several familiar auras appeared within the range of the mental detection, one of which had an extremely domineering and powerful aura.
Huo Yuhao put away the secret of the original body and looked at the incoming person. The leader was Long Aotian, the young master of the original body sect. Princess Wei Na followed him, and the others were all the younger generation of Noumenon Sect.
"Brother Aotian, we meet again." Huo Yuhao greeted with a smile. Long Aotian was full of fighting spirit. Even with his eyes closed, he could guess what Long Aotian was doing.
The emotional fluctuations in this fighting maniac are no longer just simple excitement.
Du Buushi also said that Long Aotian would come to him in the next few days, and he didn't even have to wait until the next day. Long Aotian came right after smelling the smell at night.
"Yu Hao, you've worked hard all the way. Thank you for bringing the news about the Sun and Moon Empire." Long Aotian didn't waste any more nonsense and went straight to the point, "There was no chance to compete in the Mingdu Soul Master Competition last time. Today, let me officially Let me experience your current strength."
After saying this, Long Aotian's fighting spirit trembled, and his long brown-red hair danced wildly behind his head.
Huo Yuhao shook his head helplessly: "Brother Aotian, it's late at night now, and I've just arrived at Tianhun. You really don't want to let me rest."
It sounded like a complaint, but there was no rejection.
"Please." Long Aotian made a gesture of invitation, pointing in the direction of the training ground.
Huo Yuhao did not rush to go, but after thinking for a few seconds, he asked: "It's okay to compete, but there has to be a bonus, how about it?"
Long Aotian never talked nonsense and said calmly: "As long as I can do it, it's whatever I want."
Huo Yuhao turned his attention to Wei Na: "I am afraid that only the Tianhun royal family can afford this prize."
Wei Na nodded without thinking: "It's all Yi Aotian's."
"Okay, it's a deal." Huo Yuhao saw the two of them agree happily and walked towards the training ground.
The young sect leader of the Protector Sect and the royal princess are enough to represent part of the Tianhun royal family.
Without any guidance, Huo Yuhao arrived at the training ground in the palace with ease. The layout of the palace had hardly changed, and he still had memories of the past so many years.
He stood on the training ground, looking at Long Aotian from a distance, waiting for the temporary referee Wei Na's order.
"Get ready." Wei Na raised her right hand high and said loudly.
Long Aotian is not the kind of person who likes to waste words, and Wei Na does not have any pre-match speeches. She can't wait to see the showdown between the two.
The competition has not officially begun yet, Huo Yuhao and Long Aotian, who are looking at each other from a distance, erupt with two astonishing auras almost at the same time.
The two momentums instantly collided across a distance of tens of meters. Although it was an invisible wave of energy, it seemed like countless hard fragments were splashing around and hitting the faces of the surrounding onlookers.
The Noumenon Sect disciples on the sidelines subconsciously stretched out their hands to cover their faces. It seemed that the two humans standing on both sides of the field now were not two hundred thousand year soul beasts.
Moreover, judging from the momentum... Long Aotian's powerful pressure was actually defeated by Huo Yuhao. In terms of the degree of violence, Huo Yuhao still had the upper hand.
Among the disciples of the Noumenon Sect, Gu Tong, who was also an Eye Martial Spirit, couldn't help but swallow his saliva. He and Wei Na, who had spiritual attributes, had stronger mental powers than the others, so they could better understand the horror of this duel.
This is not just a simple contest of momentum, the spiritual power and soul power of the two people in front of them have reached the level of perfect integration. This non-contact confrontation is an all-round wrestling between the two.
Facing a powerful enemy, Long Aotian did not show any embarrassment. On the contrary, there was only endless excitement on his face. A pair of iron fists have been clenched tightly, ready for battle, ready to go.
He knew that Huo Yuhao was now an opponent worthy of his best efforts to defeat.
Huo Yuhao also showed no embarrassment. He put his hands in his pockets and his expression was a calm, relaxed, confident and cynical smile. It seemed that this collision of momentum had no impact on him.
Gu Tong, who was on the sidelines, murmured: "It's terrible. I didn't expect that after not seeing him for so many years, Yuhao not only improved his cultivation to the Soul Emperor, but also his mental strength to a point where he is not inferior to Aotian."
After Huo Yuhao heard these words on the court, he stretched out his right index finger and shook it outside the court.
"Gu Tong, what you said is wrong."
Gu Tong didn't expect that Huo Yuhao, who was in the middle of the competition, had time to talk to him outside the court. He didn't react for a moment. If it were him, just facing Long Aotian would have been very difficult, and it would never be so easy. .
He asked in confusion: "What went wrong?"
Before Huo Yuhao could answer, Wei Na put down her right hand at this moment and announced loudly: "Start."
As soon as he finished speaking, Long Aotian rushed towards Huo Yuhao like a tiger pouncing on food, leaving huge spider web-like cracks on the ground where he was standing.
One yellow, two purple, four black, seven soul rings appeared behind Long Aotian, making his momentum rise again.
Unlike Long Aotian who took the initiative to attack, Huo Yuhao did not move. Instead, he stood there and waited for Long Aotian's attack. Long Aotian could cross the distance of tens of meters in just one breath.
In the next second, Long Aotian's attack will arrive.
His arms had become as white as jade, completely unlike the skin that a rough warrior should have. His arms were like blades, crossed across his chest, and he didn't know what kind of changes he would make.
Huo Yuhao smiled. He looked at Long Aotian who was getting closer and closer, and continued to say to the sidelines: "What you said is wrong. I am now a Soul Saint."
While speaking, seven soul rings belonging to the Demon Eye appeared at the same time, one platinum, five red. Although the last seventh soul ring was black, it was dotted with stars.
Not only the number of soul rings, but also the weird and shocking colors made the Noumenon Sect disciples outside the venue widen their eyes.
They clearly remembered that in the Soul Master Competition not long ago, Huo Yuhao was still at the sixth ring. Not long ago, he had already broken through the seventh ring, and was almost the same as Long Aotian.
At this moment, Long Aotian's attack arrived.
His arms were still crossed, first raised above his head, and then chopped down like a battle axe.
The ferocious slashes simultaneously concentrated all the energy in both arms, and the arms made of flesh and blood were enough to crack mountains and crack rocks.
In the sea of spirits, the Ice Emperor gave a rare compliment: "What a ferocious attack. This blow is enough to severely damage a Contra."
Emperor Xue smiled and said: "It seems that this Noumenon Sect is indeed full of talents."
The Second Emperor gave Long Aotian a very high evaluation, but he was not worried at all that Huo Yuhao would be his opponent.
Facing this blow that was enough to severely damage Contra, Huo Yuhao had no intention of dodging. He just stood there with his left hand in his pocket. He only used the right hand he had just stretched out to meet Long Aotian's attack. Go up.
He didn't make any moves to block or counterattack, but instead turned his right hand into a claw and grabbed directly at the intersection of Long Aotian's hands. The posture is very similar to the Ice Emperor's Ao that he is used to, but Huo Yuhao is not using the second martial spirit now.
The two bodies touched each other, sending a huge impact to the surroundings.
The powerful slash encountered unprecedented resistance and could no longer drop one point, but the excitement in Long Aotian's eyes became even stronger. Just listen to his deep voice, the surface of his already snow-white skin shone with light, and a silver-white figure slowly condensed behind him. It was the second awakening of the silver level of his own martial soul.
However, he is not the only one who has a silver-level second awakening.
Almost at the same time, a huge vertical pupil shining with white and silver light also appeared behind Huo Yuhao.
The form and effect of the second awakening of the original martial soul and the true body of the martial spirit are very similar. They are all-round increases to one's mental power, soul power and even body. The only difference is that the second awakening does not depend on the seventh soul ring. This seems to It also explains why the original martial soul is so powerful.
Huo Yuhao accurately grasped Long Aotian's arms with his right hand, using only his finger strength to resist Long Aotian's whole body strength.
This is the simplest and most innocent physical conflict, without the use of ultimate ice or soul guide. It is the most primitive duel that only belongs to the body.
Outside the field, all the disciples of the Noumenon Sect were so surprised that they could not speak. They did not expect that the invincible Long Aotian would fall into a hard fight in front of Huo Yuhao.
"Drink——"
Huo Yuhao roared and exerted force with his right hand. The huge force made Long Aotian retreat one after another. His feet left two marks of dozens of meters on the field before he stabilized his body.
Long Aotian clenched his fists, feeling the remaining strength on his arms, breathing heavily. Although no one was injured, the outcome was clearly decided.
"There's no need to compete, I lost." The young master of the Noumenon Sect, who always swept all his peers, took the initiative and admitted his defeat.
Gu Tong muttered to herself in disbelief: "No, it's impossible..."
"I remember that in the past, Aotian was three rings ahead of Yuhao. Yuhao had to rely on those soul guides to force Aotian to deal with it seriously."
Huo Yuhao relaxed the fingers of his right hand, slowly walked off the field, and grabbed Gu Tongxu a few times: "The past was the past, and the present is the present."
(End of chapter)
