Chapter 31 Rule the world
"This year, the most talented disciples of Noumenon Sect will come to challenge you!"
Hearing this familiar and interesting name, Beibei looked at him with interest.
Hmm... I am worthy of this name. He has a proud face, and his cultivation level will reach the seventh-ring soul saint at the age of twenty.
But now...
Beibei said helplessly: "You are only in the first level now, and your soul power is only about ten levels, so you do not meet the challenge requirements."
"Whenever your cultivation level catches up with mine, it won't be too late to challenge me again."
"Hmph!"
"I, a disciple of the Noumenon Sect, have never taken the initiative to retreat because of their weak cultivation."
Beibei: "..."
Should I praise him for his courage? Or should I "praise" him for being a reckless person?
He is really an iron-headed boy. No wonder he was killed by the army of the Sun and Moon Empire in the end.
But soon, his hesitation was resolved.
"Junior Brother Long, with your talent, your cultivation will make rapid progress in the future, and there will be plenty of opportunities."
"As for now, let's leave it to the senior brothers."
Seeing a large number of people arriving, Beibei stood up with an elegant smile, free and easy.
"It's finally here."
After holding down Long Aotian who was about to move, a Noumenon Sect disciple in front looked at each other a few times and jumped onto the stage.
Obviously, this group of people came after consultation.
Although their Noumenon Sect disciples are full of arrogance, they are by no means arrogant and complacent.
Anyone who dares to challenge the Noumenon Sect's strongest soul master and the strongest Soul Sect must have strength to rely on.
"Shan Tian, fourteen years old, martial spirit legs, level 38, agility and attack spirit master."
"Beibei, twelve years old, martial soul Bright Holy Dragon, level 33, strong attack soul master."
As soon as the introduction was finished, Shan Tian kicked off his heel and was shot out like a human-shaped cannonball.
The martial souls of his legs gave him a speed that was far superior to that of the same level, but in contrast, his attack power was extremely bad.
No, the combat skills that Shan Tian had practiced hit Beibei's bright light armor that suddenly appeared, and the defense was not broken.
"The defense of this armor is so high!" Before the attack was successful, Shan Tian immediately distanced himself.
Prepared for roaming and harassing, he is not the strongest among the disciples of Noumenon Sect Soul Lord, but he is the strongest in speed.
I came here this time just to test things out.
After all, the other party did not reject his challenge.
Standing at the Tianyuan position of the Soul Fighting Platform, Beibei grasped the empty dragon claw and scanned the afterimages that kept wandering around.
"Tsk!"
"As slippery as a loach."
Not only was it slippery, but it was also cautious. The first time it tried to attack, it didn't get too close, making it difficult to catch.
There are four-ringed soul sects at the back, and it’s not worth it to expose a ranged attack soul skill to a soul lord.
With a plan in his mind, he closed his eyes and let out his thin soul power, rippling within a few feet around him.
Everything within a few feet is not displayed through the visual field, but is perceived through mental particles.
The unique way of using combat skills and conquering the world combines spiritual power with soul power and attack power.
At this moment, Shan Tian moved.
The third-ranked thousand-year soul ring lit up, and his figure blurred, splitting into a clone and attacking Beibei from both sides.
He didn't think that his opponent's closing his eyes meant giving up, so he was cautious and chose his strongest agility attack method.
Within the Noumenon Sect, no one at the same level can break it.
When he was so close to Beibei, Beibei suddenly moved.
Stepping forward with his left foot, bowing his waist, strength and energy merge into one, the golden dragon claw on his right hand pops out in conjunction with the Tyrannosaurus Rex claw, the dragon's pupils suddenly open, showing a majestic appearance.
The body connected with the arms, drew an arc, and shot suddenly.
The moment Shan Tian could react, he felt a huge force hitting his shoulder, and his whole body fell down uncontrollably. "Bang!"
The front of the body came into close contact with the ground.
When my mind came to react, the pain had already touched my neurons. I felt dizzy and my mouth was full of gravel.
When I wanted to get up again, I found that I couldn't do it. Even moving my body was a luxury.
Shan Tian's clone, as the main body was being crawled, only attacked Beibei once before being unable to survive and dissipating on its own initiative.
The Noumenon Sect disciples in the audience took a breath of cold air when they saw this scene.
"Hiss~"
"What a powerful explosive power!"
The few soul masters standing in the front row who were about to go on stage were hesitant.
They probably, maybe, probably...can't beat it.
Among the soul masters of the main body sect, the person who is the strongest in frontal combat is a girl with martial arts hands and a soul power of level 39.
"Hmph!"
"You dare not come up, I will come!"
The level of pride is no less than that of Long Aotian, and he can be called the girl version of "Feng Aotian".
Unfortunately, she just took one step and was held down by someone.
Turning around, he shouted softly: "Senior brother!"
The senior brother she called him still didn't let go.
"Junior sister, you are no match for him, let me do it."
After saying that, he passed her side and walked towards the soul fighting platform.
"Jin Zhan, fifteen years old, martial soul torso, level 48 attack-type soul sect."
When he stepped onto the Soul Fighting Stage, his whole aura changed, and for a moment, his body seemed to be integrated with the Soul Fighting Stage.
The safety referee and Jin Peng floating in the sky couldn't help but nod with satisfaction.
Xiang Beibei said: "Jin Zhan is the most talented among all my descendants."
"What he displays is a fighting state unique to the Noumenon Sect, the unity of heaven and man, similar to the King of the World you just displayed."
"However, there is still a long way to go before Jin Zhan is completely successful."
"As for the specific effect of the unity of nature and man, you have to feel it yourself."
After speaking, he stopped talking and immediately lowered his war gesture.
This time, Beibei was the first to take action. King Lintianxia and heaven and man are one, tit for tat.
Compared with the King Xuanxia that his ancestor Xuan used, what he used was nothing but a big witch.
One world is a big country without borders, while his world is a small country called Yelang.
However, it is enough to fight against the half-hearted Oneness of Heaven and Man!
Immediately afterwards, the first soul ring and the second soul ring merged and became one in an instant.
After the Ten Thousand Years Soul Ring used two amplifying soul skills, it took the initiative to rush towards Jin Zhan.
Facing Beibei, who was several times more vigorous than before, Jin Zhan's spirit was greatly boosted.
The figure did not move, standing as still as a loose ball, with only his hands spread out, the upper fingers stretched downward, the palms interlocked, and the fingers formed a strange gesture.
The next moment, the Noumenon Sect's secret method worked, and a layer of gleaming light was immediately released from his body.
In the light, Jin Zhan's torso seemed to be gilded and carved.
The body moves the limbs, making them as round as one. The arms and hands, palms and fists intersect, competing with Beibei's fierce dragon claws.
The entire Soul Fighting Platform is filled with two fields: dominating the world and uniting heaven and man. They are not realms, but are better than realms.
Two invisible forces collided with each other, and the air on the stage began to twist, as if it were burning with flames.
As for those who use the two major fields, their battle groups are naturally more intense, relying on their powerful bodies and martial arts to fight hand-to-hand.
(End of chapter)