Chapter 37 Finals! Shocked the whole audience!
As soon as Yin Xiong said these words, the whole audience burst into exclamations.
The Supreme King, throw away the word "Supreme", just the status of the King is equivalent to a king.
All the soul masters present, except those from Wuhun Hall, had expressions of regret on their faces.
After all, nowadays, only people from the Xingluo Team can fight for this king!
The Wuhun team belongs to the Wuhun Palace, and even if they win, they probably won't leave the Wuhun Palace.
Bibi Dong raised her eyebrows and glanced at Yin Xiong, her eyes becoming a bit colder.
Salas keenly noticed the change in Bibi Dong's expression and immediately sent a message to the referee.
After receiving the order, the referee immediately said: "Both sides, please prepare! The game will start immediately! You have one minute to release your martial spirit!"
Dai Yao put one hand behind his back, his white clothes gradually being covered by black, and a fierce fighting spirit suddenly bloomed in his red-gold eyes!
Under his feet, four yellow, purple, purple and black soul rings slowly rose!
The moment the black ten-thousand-year soul ring appeared, words full of shock were heard one after another.
Dai Yao's information was also announced at this time.
"The second thousand-year soul ring! The fourth thousand-year soul ring!"
"How is this possible!"
"It's actually level 49! Now the Spirit Hall is over!"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Dai Yao.
Somewhere in the audience, Hu Liena looked at Dai Yao on the stage, her eyes full of disbelief, "How could it be!"
"This guy looks about the same age as us, and he is already a soul sect!" Yan's eyes widened at this moment, and he said in surprise.
Xie Yue had a solemn look on her face, "Now he is a level 49 soul sect. How strong will he be by the time we get there?!"
At that time...
Xie Yue didn't dare to think about it anymore.
In a lonely and quiet corner, Dugu Bo sat here holding Dugu Yan, looking down at Dai Yao, whom he had met many years ago.
"This little devil is actually real"
Dugu Bo recalled the time when he was in the Ice and Fire Eye.
At that time, Dai Yao had just broken through to Soul Master and proposed to hunt for the third soul ring. He even laughed at Dai Yao.
Dugu Yan sat down, her long hair intertwined with ice blue and vermilion spread out casually.
Her red phoenix eyes widened slightly, and she said in surprise: "Grandpa, he can actually absorb ten thousand years of soul ring in his fourth soul ring!"
Dugu Bo said regretfully: "What a genius! This is the real genius!"
Now he just feels that he missed a great opportunity.
Dugu Bo lowered his eyebrows and glanced at Dugu Yan, who had grown into a great beauty, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
"Grandpa, why are you looking at me like that?" Dugu Yan frowned slightly.
"Haha, it's okay, it's okay." Dugu Bo smiled awkwardly.
On the high platform.
Bibi Dong noticed Dai Yao's condition and subconsciously sat up straight. There was something else in her lofty eyes at this moment.
"Starting from the second soul ring, we have broken the rules! The fourth soul ring is ten thousand years old!"
"If I guess correctly, it should be the legendary blackening, right?"
Yin Xiong smiled and nodded: "His Majesty the Pope is right! His Highness' current state is indeed darkened!"
Bibi Dong said indifferently: "What a good luck! I was able to obtain blackening, which is as rare as an external soul bone!"
On the competition stage.
"Lei Mingxuan, Shi Jinglong, Bai Shuang, and Potian! The four of you can play freely! Leave Han Ling and the others to me!" Dai Yao said calmly.
"Yes!" The corners of Yang Potian's mouth raised slightly, and when he saw the people from Wuhun Hall, his eyes were filled with murderous intent. On the Wuhun Palace side, there is one defensive soul sect, one auxiliary soul sect, three power attack sects, one agility attack sect, and one control sect!
After all, Dai Yao is in a four-on-five situation!
"Han Ling, Yao Qitong, you assist! Don't worry about anything else!" Dai Yao continued to direct.
"Yes!" Han Ling's martial soul, Snow Lotus, suddenly bloomed with snow-white light.
"The first soul skill: Healing! The second soul skill: Purification! The third soul skill: Soul recovery!" The three soul rings at Han Ling's feet flashed one after another, and the petals turned into streams of light and merged into the bodies of Yang Potian and the four of them. The bodies of the four people continued to recover.
Seeing this, Yao Qitong also released his soul skills one after another: "The first soul skill, speed aura! The second soul skill, defense aura! The third soul skill, power aura!"
With the increase of two auxiliary soul masters, Yang Potian and the four of them were not at a disadvantage even if they were four versus five.
Lei Mingxuan directly faced the captain of the Wuhun Team!
The sensitive attack type versus the strong attack type, the two are evenly matched!
Shi Jinglong's Stone Armored Dragon Spirit not only has strong defense, but also strong attack power.
Even though his soul power is a bit low, he can still cope with an attack-type soul master from Wuhun Palace!
"The first soul skill is breaking! The second soul skill is penetration! The third soul skill is penetration!"
Yang Potian held the soul-breaking gun, and three of his four soul rings instantly lit up.
The already sharp-edged soul-breaking gun now exudes an awe-inspiring edge!
The scumbag of Wuhun Palace!
Yang Potian's eyes were red, and the corpses of his clan members appeared in his eyes.
"Die!"
Yang Potian's soul-breaking gun became stronger after being amplified by Yao Qitong's Ruyipan.
Then he used three attack-increasing soul skills in succession, and the sharp edge of the soul-breaking gun made the members of the Wuhun team dare not confront him head-on!
Especially the murderous intent in Yang Potian's eyes, it was obviously aimed at their lives!
"Damn it! Where did this lunatic come from!"
Several members of the Wuhun team looked at Yang Potian who was like a mad man and cursed secretly.
"The third soul skill: Freeze!" Bai Shuang saw that the two agile attack types and one power attack type of the Wuhun team were restrained by Yang Potian alone, and immediately released his strongest control soul skill.
"Retreat!" The two sharp-eyed agility-type soul masters retreated immediately.
But the attack type was in trouble.
Although he is a soul master, Bai Shuang is just a soul master.
But this kind of instant control soul skill is not that easy to crack.
What's more, at such a tense moment, the situation of the battle may change in one second!
"The fourth soul skill: Giant Strike!"
The soul-breaking gun in Yang Potian's hand came to the chest of the attacking soul sect in the blink of an eye.
But at this critical moment, the head of the soul-breaking gun moved diagonally upward.
In an instant, the soul-breaking spear, together with Bai Shuang's soul skill, pierced the shoulder of the attack-type soul sect.
Pfft——!
With Yang Potian's continued exertion, the soul-breaking gun completely sank into his shoulder and passed through the other end.
"Get off!"
Yang Potian turned around and fired a shot at the waist of the attacking soul sect, sending him flying out of the competition stage. After rolling on the ground for more than ten laps, he fell unconscious. .
What happened in an instant immediately changed the situation of the stalemate.
"It's your turn!" Yang Potian's eyes immediately fell on the agility and control system soul master.
On the high platform.
Bibi Dong stared at Yang Potian who was showing off his power, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The Soul-Breaking Gun Martial Spirit! It only attacks but not defends! It's really powerful!"
(End of chapter)