Chapter 393 Please defeat me! Any way
Xiao Feidi nodded.
Holding the Zhuge Divine Crossbow in his hand, he turned to face the mothers in the orphanage
Look at the wooden chopping boards and slates standing up in their hands.
Slowly raise your left arm.
Everyone in the competition array held their breath.
Anyone can see that the little girl in the center of the square has not even awakened her martial spirit.
Uh-huh!
In this silent square.
Xiao Feidi raised his left arm in the sleeve.
Unexpectedly, there was a faint sound of breaking wind, and three arrows flew out
It only took a moment to get stuck on the wooden chopping board.
Du-!
The sound of the three arrows was neat.
The teachers and students from participating colleges all had deep surprise in their eyes.
This kind of power.
It can already threaten ordinary soul masters!
There was no time for them to think too much.
Xiao Feidi immediately tapped her little feet, and a sharp blade flashing with cold light stretched out from the tip of her boot.
The little feet were raised slightly, causing sparks to rub on the ground.
It makes a tooth-piercing sound.
Immediately
The sharp blade suddenly flew out and pierced the wooden chopping board.
It pierces much deeper than the Silent Sleeve Arrow.
The picture before my eyes.
The eyes of almost everyone in the square began to become solemn.
The heartbeat began to accelerate unsatisfactorily.
It seems
What they thought was ridiculous just now is about to become a reality before their eyes!
Bang——!
Insinuations aroused in Xiao Feidi's hands.
Purple poisonous mist spurted out, enveloping thirty-six steel needles.
Flashing with a frightening cold light.
When hitting the stone slab, all the steel needles were directly submerged in it.
"Hiss——!"
In the competition square.
There were constant gasps of air, and there were many young students swallowing furiously.
Such attack power.
There is absolutely no chance of survival for those below level 30!
They are not stupid, they know that the purple mist must contain toxins.
It seems so.
Even a soul master who is over thirty and has no poison resistance encounters this kind of soul guidance device.
You won't be able to get any favors either.
"Everyone, the next weapons can kill the Soul Sect"
Qian Renjue’s voice was calm.
Looking at them, there is still a spring-like smile on their faces.
But those participating team members couldn't laugh anymore.
Clang!
After the Zhuge Divine Crossbow was fired, sixteen arrows pierced the steel plate directly.
Penetrating more than an inch!
The faces of some participating students have even begun to turn slightly pale.
Although they are young elites.
But at most they are just soul sects, and most of them are still soul masters.
Just relying on the Zhuge Divine Crossbow.
If the quantity is large enough.
These so-called elites are all destined to die!
Xiao Feidi bent down according to the drill.
The tight-backed crossbow fires immediately.
Seeing the attack power of the thick crossbow, the students began to feel numb.
Teachers at the college also felt the pressure.
Threaten the Soul King.
This is really not Wuhundian joking with them!
Xiao Feidi wore a wide girdle around her waist and held the heaviest Feitian Divine Claw in her hand.
Raise your head, straighten your back, and launch into the air!
Swish——!
Everyone in the participating square raised their heads and stared.
With a look of horror in his eyes
Bang!
in the air.
The thick tree trunk carried by the two flying soul masters was directly penetrated by the claws.
This distance.
Already nearly thirty meters!
In their astonished eyes, Xiao Feidi lifted her feet off the ground with the help of her flying claws
Slowly flew towards the direction of the orphanage.
Everyone was silent.
"Everyone, this is the highest reward of this Soul Master Competition."
Qian Renjue's voice spread easily.
No one in the contestants spoke.
Everyone looked curiously at the high-ranking Holy Son of Wuhun Palace.
Especially those from the Empire, Thunder Academy and other forces.
What they want to know most now is whether this thing can be mass-produced? !
If it can be mass produced.
Let a child hold it in his hand and he can kill the Soul Sect!
So scary!
Bibi Dong's eyes flashed.
She had a clear view of the expressions of the people below. This is the effect she needs.
Tell those sects, colleges, and family forces what the consequences will be if you don't surrender!
Those catwomen disperse
Qian Renjue's next words dispelled their doubts.
"In the next game."
"For the winning team, every student and even the accompanying teacher will get a complete set of soul tools!"
"……………………"
"Hiss... is this true?!"
Some students in the competition array couldn't believe it and whispered to each other.
Strong teams are starting to gear up.
But more people frowned.
His face was solemn.
Wuhundian seems to be able to mass-produce these weapons!
This is the most important message.
There may be a lot of turmoil in the soul master world, and then it will be quickly eliminated.
Ning Fengzhi looked at the Pope and the Holy Son in front of him.
Once again, he felt lucky for the choice he made from the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect.
"You can rest assured."
The scepter in Bibi Dong's hand fell to the ground, and a majestic voice resounded throughout the square.
"As long as you can defeat me, the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace."
"So what if I give you a hundred sets? I, the Spirit Hall, will keep my word."
"Hundred sets?!"
Bibi Dong's words once again caused an uproar.
Teachers from the two empires, major colleges, and even students were all stunned!
If this weapon can be cracked.
Just thinking about it is enough to make them excited!
Bibi Dong's voice fell.
Several large gilt chairs were placed in front of the Pope's Palace.
At Bibi Dong’s signal
She sat down in the middle.
Sitting on the left were senior, middle and primary school students from the Qibao Glazed Sect.
Sitting on the right side are three titled Douluo, Gui, Ju, and Poison.
Qian Renjue hid his hands in his sleeves, looked straight with his purple eyes and moved lightly.
Walk towards the center of the square below
Looking at the contestants with high fighting spirit and gearing up.
Qian Renjue narrates:
"Everyone."
"Although rewards are good, they must be strong."
"Next, please use any method you like to defeat me."
Under the watchful eye of the participating phalanx.
Qian Renjue stood in the center of the square in front of the Pope's Palace, looking at the elites
Yun Danfeng said lightly:
"Whether it's a one-on-one fight or a group fight."
"Or one team, two teams. Or even all of them."
"As long as you can defeat me, all participants will be rewarded."
Qian Renjue's voice fell.
The crowd is furious!
A soul master who can participate in the elite competition of the continent's advanced soul master academy.
Who is not talented and arrogant?
How could you be willing to be looked down upon like this?
"Damn...bastard!"
"Isn't this looking down on us too much?"
"Yeah. Let's all go, let alone the Soul Emperor, so what if we are the Soul Saint?!"
"Is it possible that the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace is still the Soul Saint?!"
"Let him know that there is a price to pay for arrogance!"
"..."
All the students were filled with indignation.
Some of those teachers were disdainful, while others were uneasy.
Even if they don't believe Qian Renjue can do it.
In the square array.
Only Liu Erlong firmly believed.
The eyes are full of love, tenderness, and a little bit of reminiscence.
The Qian Renjue in front of her couldn't help but remind her of that dream
A boy who likes to compete and fight with others.
He took her to all the high-end academies and spirit arenas she remembered.
Just to enjoy the battle between soul masters!
Shaoqing
The elites of those colleges were unwilling to put down their pride and formed a group to fight.
I was filled with righteous indignation for a long time, but still couldn't play.
"Everyone, are you afraid of failure?"
Qian Renjue’s voice was calm.
But that unconcerned look made them furious.
Finally there was a middle-aged man.
He shouted loudly: "We, the School of Alien Beasts, are willing to learn from His Highness!"
I wish you all a happy life!
(End of chapter)