Zhu Zhuqing knew very well that Tang Qingxi's strength was extremely strong, but he had to say that fire-attribute martial spirits could indeed restrain most plant-type martial spirits.
However, according to her observation, Tang Qingxi does not easily leave shortcomings for herself. She wonders how she will deal with it.
Zhu Zhuqing had never fought against Tang Qingxi, so he didn't know that Tang Qingxi's soul power still had extremely cold power.
The host was still talking passionately: "Let's wait and see whether Tang Qingxi will regain his glory a year ago and achieve twelve consecutive victories, or Fang Lin will win and break his myth of winning streak. Let's wait and see. Please come on!"
The audience in the stands shouted loudly. Ten consecutive victories was rare in the Great Soul Fighting Arena in a hundred years. Even though Tang Qingxi had not appeared for more than a year, there were still people who remembered her terrible record of eleven consecutive victories a year ago.
Especially this time, she chose to take the leapfrog challenge, challenging Fang Lin, a well-known player in the same big spirit arena.
This battle is undoubtedly very exciting.
Hearing the cheers that almost broke through the dome, Zhu Zhuqing was also a little surprised.
I have never seen such a situation in the Fourteen Points Soul Fighting Arena before, and the players who appeared in the main Soul Fighting Arena were indeed extraordinary.
Fang Lin quickly walked to the soul fighting stage, with a hairy head, fierce and sharp eyes, and an extremely powerful aura.
Seeing Tang Qingxi walking up, there was a bit of disdain in his eyes: "Little girl, you are really good at winning eleven consecutive victories. But you are obviously a little bit dazzled by the winning streak, and you actually try to use the strength of a great soul master. If you challenge the Soul Lord, your winning streak is destined to end."
"I'll say this after I win." Tang Qingxi didn't like the harsh words before the battle.
"Ha." Fang Lin smiled, "You will realize the difference between a great soul master and a soul master."
As the host announced the start of the competition, Fang Lin seemed to have a contemptuous attitude. In fact, he was able to win the bronze badge and win five consecutive games. He was not a brainless and arrogant person.
He immediately activated the martial spirit possession, and flaming hair sprouted from his body, making his already strong figure even taller.
Even if he is in the great soul master category, he will still respect the legendary existence of Eleven Consecutives.
Harsh words must be harsh words, and actual combat must be actual combat.
His hands turned into claws and burned with flames. Sparks flew everywhere as the claws rubbed against each other. Three soul rings, one white, one yellow and one purple, surrounded his body.
Tang Qingxi did not release his martial spirit in such a high-profile way, but there were a few ink jade plum blossoms hovering in his palm.
Then Tang Qingxi dodged and headed directly towards Fang Lin.
Seeing that Tang Qingxi's speed was no slower than his own, Fang Lin's expression suddenly became serious.
As expected of someone who can win 11 consecutive victories and dare to challenge beyond the next level, he really has some support.
Fang Lin's first soul ring lit up, and his whole body was ignited with flames. Then the second soul ring lit up again, he opened his mouth and let out a wolf howl, the flames condensed in his mouth, and a fireball spit out towards Tang Qingxi.
Tang Qingxi dodged sideways and easily avoided the fireball, only feeling a bit of the heat of the fireball.
As Tang Qingxi approached, Fang Lin also rushed forward, raising his claws to attack Tang Qingxi.
Fang Lin only added a long-range attack ability to his second soul ring. In fact, he mainly focused on melee combat.
Tang Qingxi's direct expression was exactly what he wanted.
He also shot with all his strength, and the third soul ring also lit up.
With his feet as the center of the circle, a circle of flames suddenly ignited, and he immediately smiled proudly.
In the past, opponents would not dare to get close, but this Tang Qingxi was too bold.
But what surprised him was that when Tang Qingxi stepped into the ring of fire, he directly extinguished the flames at his feet.
Tang Qingxi also raised his hand and faced Fang Lin's flaming claws head-on.
Cold air condensed in Tang Qingxi's palm, and the flames on the sharp claws slumped down as if encountering something terrible. As the palms and claws touched, the flames went out.
Feeling the invading coldness on his claws, Fang Lin's eyes suddenly widened: "You are actually an ice attribute!"
Because Tang Qingxi had not appeared in the Great Soul Fighting Arena for more than a year, Fang Lin could not fully find out the information about Tang Qingxi's martial spirit when he showed up temporarily today.
I only know that it is a plant-type martial spirit, so as a fire-type spirit, I have quite a lot of advantages.
But I don't want it to also have ice properties.
Fang Lin just couldn't figure out that even if Ice and Fire restrained each other, there was still a gap in soul power between the two.
Why should he restrain Tang Qingxi by himself? Why was his own flame completely restrained instead?
Moreover, as a great soul master, Tang Qingxi's strength was not weaker than his own.
When the moves touched each other, Fang Lin was knocked back three steps by Tang Qingxi's palm, but Tang Qingxi stood firmly on the spot.
Seeing the two of them fighting, Fang Lin seemed to be at a disadvantage, and there was another burst of cheers in the stands.
Fang Lin's palms were shaking from the biting cold. Seeing this, he cautiously took a few steps back before spitting out a fireball.
Tang Qingxi didn't seem to hide this time, which surprised Fang Lin again.
But as the fireball passed directly over Tang Qingxi's figure, Fang Lin's pupils shrank.
There was a chill on his side, and Tang Qingxi hit Fang Lin on the shoulder with a light palm.
I didn't feel much power, and it wasn't like the first blow that could knock Fang Lin away.
But this time, he couldn't lift his entire arm, and he couldn't fight back the invading cold by using his soul power.
"This is impossible!" Fang Lin shouted in disbelief.
It's not that he has never been defeated, but even the Soul Lord who defeated him couldn't destroy his arm with just two moves so easily.
Now he really understood why Tang Qingxi dared to challenge beyond the level.
One arm could not move, which reduced Fang Lin's combat power. He could only wave his other sharp claw to try to fend off Tang Qingxi.
Just Tang Qingxi's gentle tug made Fang Lin move forward uncontrollably, and then pointed at his other shoulder.
Piao Ran pushed away a few steps, and Tang Qingxi put his hands behind his back: "Do you want to fight again?"
Fang Lin blushed. Did he lose so easily?
His arms now only felt cold, and he could no longer resist.
He couldn't help but lower his head. He suffered a huge blow and said with great dejection: "I admit defeat."
Zhu Zhuqing in the audience was so excited that Tang Qingxi was so powerful!
There was silence in the stands for a moment, and everyone was a little surprised. The leapfrog challenge that they had been looking forward to ended so quickly.
But then there was a huge cheer, Tang Qingxi was the legend of the Soto City Spirit Fighting Arena!
"You are very strong." Fang Lin said sincerely, but he still couldn't lift his arm, which made him look a little gloomy.
Tang Qingxi waved his hand: "Remember to use more soul power to warm your joints. You are a fire attribute, so you recover relatively quickly."
"good."
At this time, the host stepped onto the soul fighting stage and announced excitedly: "Congratulations to the soul master Tang Qingxi for winning. His record is twelve wins in twelve games! This is the only twelve consecutive victories in our big spirit fighting arena in the past century!"
