Chapter 150 The Call of the God of Ice and Snow
The violent bloody sickle shadow, accompanied by the replicated mirror-folding flywheel, rushes forward!
Ling Yue's expression changed because... the distance was too close!
And for some reason, even though it was only Ning Feiliu's first soul ring, he always felt that it was very dangerous.
That’s right! Ning Feiliu's first soul ring... is at the thousand-year soul ring level!
And what he didn't even know was that the first soul ring that Ning Fei Liu had absorbed again was at the seven-thousand-year level!
A soul skill equivalent to the soul sect’s fourth soul ring level!
Of course, the power cannot be compared with the ordinary first soul skill!
Therefore, the second soul ring at Ling Yue's feet also suddenly lit up!
"The second soul skill! Ice and snow bloom!"
Starting from his body as the center, countless densely packed small ice crystals began to form around him, turning into blades and directly blasting towards Ning Fei Liu.
It's just that between the two, the flying wheel and the ice crystal knife collided wildly, and neither party was directly attacked.
But...
On the waiting table under the Soul Fighting Stage, Carlisle's eyes were a little shocked.
"We actually ended up in a tie with Ling Yue... No, even Ling Yue's second soul skill couldn't resist Na Yafei's first soul skill?!" He said in shock, a little lost his voice.
That's right, Ling Yue's second soul skill Ice and Snow Bloom was constantly suppressed when it collided with Ning Feiliu's first soul skill Arc Light.
Obviously, when the soul skills of the two sides collided, Ning Feiliu, the soul master, had a slight advantage.
If Ling Yue wasn't a big level ahead, Ning Feiliu's first soul skill would be enough to defeat Ling Yue's second soul skill!
But after all, Ning Feiliu had a thousand-year soul ring, so it was certainly not difficult to understand.
This is enough to prove the gap of a big level. This is a gap that even a hundred-year soul skill is enough to be comparable to the power of a thousand-year soul skill!
If Ning Feiliu hadn't absorbed three thousand-year soul rings and was just an ordinary soul master, it would be difficult for him to be Ling Yue's opponent.
"Ling Yue...will he really lose?!" After hearing Carlisle's words, Jin Xi'er asked in disbelief.
"There is still a chance..." Carlisle took a deep breath and said, "But it is probably impossible for Ling Yue to easily defeat Yafei. If he wants to win this soul battle, he must be serious!"< br>
Originally, they all thought that Ling Yue, using the soul sect realm, would be able to defeat Yafei, who only had the strength of the soul sect.
Even though Yafei's martial spirit is quite strange, even though he actually has three thousand-year soul rings.
But they never expected that Ning Feiliu's three thousand-year soul rings were not ordinary thousand-year soul rings. The first soul ring was seven thousand years, the second soul ring was eight thousand years, and the third soul ring was six thousand years. The increase in physical fitness and soul power given to him by the soul ring of twenty-one thousand years is extremely huge!
This can already erase Ling Yue's advantage of a large level.
Although there is not much disadvantage in terms of physical fitness, Ning Feiliu naturally has an incomparable advantage in terms of soul skills.
Everyone present did not expect that Ning Feiliu could still be evenly matched with Ling Yue despite being challenged by a higher level.
Suddenly the audience became even more enthusiastic!
At the same time, Ling Yue had realized that with his Soul Sect level cultivation, he could not directly crush Ning Feiliu.
So he fluttered his wings and took off, quickly landing on his true home court!
Above the sky!
Ning Feiliu, who has no flying ability, would have enough distance and time to dodge even if Ling Yue were attacked from a distance in the sky.
But Ning Feiliu broke Ling Yue's ice and snow bloom in an instant. At the same time, the eight folding mirror flywheels copied around his body, together with the folding mirror body, rotated in his hands and flew towards Ling Yue in the sky!
Ling Yue quickly dodged away, and at the same time he flapped his wings, and the first soul ring on his body also lit up.
"The number one soul skill! Ice blade!"
The snow-white feathers on his wings once again condensed into hard ice crystals, and the feathers turned into cold blades, shooting at Ning Fei Liu!
"Breaking Soul! The second soul skill! Blood Madness Dance!" Ning Feiliu's second soul ring lit up at the same time, and a ray of blood fell on him, causing an extremely fierce aura to erupt from his whole body.
Dance of Blood Madness, which increases the attack amplification and life force absorption effect by 50% within ten minutes, and can then burst forward with a half-moon-shaped energy light slash. When the folding mirror is used as a secondary weapon, it can be carried The folding mirror attacks, and at the same time, the six folding mirrors are copied again and the blade is copied!
Ning Feiliu instantly held the Broken Spirit and the Broken Mirror, and swung a half-moon-shaped blood moon shock wave towards Ling Yue in the sky!
But before Ling Yue passed the battle with Zuo Chi, he had experienced the second soul skill of Duan Po, so...
He was already on guard!
But facing Ning Feiliu's most powerful 8,000-year-old soul skill, it was impossible for Ling Yue to dodge it with his physical body.
So... the third soul ring hovering around him lit up!
"The third soul skill! Blessing from wind and snow!"
The cold wind blew up and wrapped tightly around Ling Yue's body, as if it had become his guardian spirit.
Blessed by the wind and snow, Ling Yue's amplified soul skill can increase Ling Yue's speed by 100% within half an hour, and at the same time increase the power of the soul skill by 50%!
Ling Yue was surprisingly hit by Ning Feiliu's Blood Madness Dance the moment he released his third soul skill.
However, the next moment, Ling Yue, who was hit by the Dance of Blood Madness, suddenly burst like a bubble.
That's... the afterimage of Ling Yue!
With the increase of wind and snow blessing, Ling Yue's speed was so fast that he could leave a clear shadow on the spot.
So... where did Ling Yue go after avoiding Ning Feiliu's Blood Madness Dance?
Ling Yue soon gave the answer.
It's... behind Ning Feiliu!
Ling Yue's figure suddenly appeared, and then his feet that turned into sharp claws after being possessed by the martial spirit kicked Ning Feiliu's back directly.
Ning Feiliu didn't react at all. He was instantly attacked on the back and staggered forward.
But Ling Yue didn't stop attacking at all. He disappeared again as if teleporting, and continued to attack Ning Feiliu from all directions.
Originally, Ning Feiliu could still react to Ling Yue's speed, but after Ling Yue activated his third soul skill and increased his speed by 100%, he was completely unable to keep up with Ling Yue's speed.
But...
The second soul ring under Ning Feiliu's feet lit up again...
This time it’s not Duan Po’s second soul skill, but...
"Folding Mirror! The second soul skill! Mirror of the Moon!"
The folding mirror reflected a moon-like mirror, and the mirror refracted light again and fell on Ning Feiliu's body.
His ways are ready!
Ning Feiliu directly copied Ling Yue's third soul skill, Wind and Snow Blessing!
He was finally able to capture Ling Yue's figure, and immediately rushed towards Ling Yue with the folding mirror flywheel in his hand!
Ling Yue had even forgotten that Ning Feiliu could copy his soul skills and react to him to counterattack.
In an instant, fifteen mirror-folding flying blades bombarded him, sending him flying backwards for several meters!
But... Ning Feiliu's injuries were not minor. After all, he had received several attacks from Ling Yue, and his body was already covered in wounds!
Moreover, when he looked inside, the soul power in his body was less than 30%.
The sleepiness and weakness in his body made him a little tired.
After all, he had gone through several battles, and Ling Yue's strength was indeed remarkable. As expected, challenging a higher level... was not an easy task.
In this case...
"It's time to end it." Ning Feiliu said softly.
Ling Yue frowned a few meters away, but he had a vague feeling.
But the audience was excited. They had all seen Ning Feiliu's extremely powerful self-created soul skills.
Suddenly, the whole place started talking.
"Are you going to use that trick again?"
"Here it comes! Yafei's famous self-created soul skill - the summons of the God of Forging!"
"The power of that soul skill...Ling Yue will definitely lose!"
"Did I tell you? Yafei is undefeated! As long as he wants to be undefeated, what if he is a soul sect?" "Mainly Yafei's self-created soul skills... It is really unimaginable that there can be such a powerful self-created soul." Skills.”
"This is the power of Yafei! He is destiny!"
"No matter how powerful the soul skill is, it still has to hit Ling Yue. Can Yafei's call of the Forging God really hit Ling Yue who is so fast?"
"It's hard to say... Ling Yue's injuries are not serious now."
……
All Ninfeiliu's followers became fanatical, and they really witnessed the rise of Ninfeiliu with their own eyes.
It was precisely because of this that they felt that Ning Feiliu was undefeated.
However, some people felt that the summoning power of the God of Forging was indeed huge, and there were many strong soul kings and soul emperors in the audience.
In their feeling, the call of the God of Forging has the power of a full blow from the Soul King.
But... any soul skill must hit the enemy to be effective.
The summons of the God of Forge were not said to be so large that they could not be dodged.
Especially when facing extremely fast opponents, so...
Even if Yafei uses the summons of the God of Forging, can he really hit Ling Yue and completely defeat the opponent?
But everyone in the Tiandou Royal Academy team at the battle table began to be curious about what it was because they had never seen Ning Feiliu's summoning of the God of Forging.
Create your own soul skills?
How powerful is a self-created soul skill?
Since they have never seen the Blue Lightning Overlord Sect's Nine Transformations of the True Dragon, nor the Haotian Sect's Haotian Nine Jue and the Great Sumeru Hammer, their knowledge of self-created soul skills is extremely limited.
So in their opinion, it is impossible for Ling Yue to lose now.
Because they could feel that... Ning Feiliu on the opposite side was indeed exhausted and his soul power had been exhausted.
This is the consequence of continuous fighting.
Yafei... is so arrogant!
If he hadn't faced Ling Yue after three consecutive battles, he might still have a chance.
Asia and Africa are now at the end of their tether.
……
And in the audience on the other side.
A beautiful and tall figure looked at Ning Feiliu on the soul fighting stage and shook his head.
"The summons of the God of Forging... is powerful, but with Ling Yue's speed, he can definitely avoid it directly." Shuanglan said with some regret.
As a member of the Tiandou Royal Academy team, although she couldn't get along with Carlisle and Jin Xi'er, she was very familiar with all the members of the team.
After all, no matter what, they will fight side by side in a year.
Shuanglan only went out for training this time and did not follow Carlisle.
But we usually train together.
So she was very aware of Ling Yue's speed, especially after this guy broke through to the Soul Sect realm, his speed became much faster.
The summons of the God of Forging... is impossible to hit an agility-attack war spirit master like Ling Yue.
The most important thing is that Ning Feiliu's soul master cultivation level is too disadvantaged.
However, for being able to force Ling Yue to this point, Ning Feiliu felt honored despite defeat.
Shuanglan felt a little pity.
……
While everyone was talking about it, Ning Feiliu activated... his soul skill!
The third soul ring hovering under his feet was seen moving, but it did not shine.
He just kept trembling, as if he couldn't bear the strength. Under the gaze of everyone, it turned out to be true!
That precious thousand-year soul ring slowly shattered like a jade stone that fell to the ground!
"Here it comes! The call of the Forging God!" Everyone present cheered.
Ling Yue was also extremely careful, but suddenly an alarm bell rang in his heart!
The fourth soul ring under his feet lit up!
This is his strongest soul skill currently!
Originally, he thought he wouldn't need to use the fourth soul skill he had just acquired when facing Ning Feiliu.
But he doesn't care about that much now!
Because he felt a kind of hidden pressure, and this pressure didn't seem to come just from the prediction of danger.
It's more like the suppression from a higher superior with the same kind of power!
At this moment, the folding mirror and broken soul in Ning Feiliu's hand released bleeding light and white light forward, as if they had penetrated the void space.
Then surprisingly the name "Call of the Forged God" was not shouted.
But...
"The call of the God of Ice and Snow!"
A crisp bird song seemed to cut through the space and resounded throughout the great spirit fighting arena!
At the same time, accompanied by extremely low temperatures, it spread from the sky!
Everyone seemed to see the huge divine bird whose entire body was frozen in ice and snow in the sky, fluttering its wings and spreading ice, snow and storm to the world!
"Tear--!"
The violent blizzard instantly enveloped the entire Soul Fighting Stage. The entire Soul Fighting Stage with a diameter of dozens of meters was covered in ice and snow. Even the audience seats closer could feel the bone-chilling chill!
"The fourth soul skill! Feather Fury Blade!"
Ling Yue roared loudly and released his strongest soul skill.
But...his voice and his soul skills were drowned by the bigger snowstorm.
It was like a drop of rainwater submerged in a river, it was too small.
And he instantly felt a bone-chilling chill, which also eroded his body!
You must know that his martial spirit is a snow owl, a bird that can live in extremely cold places. But even the snow owl, which is accustomed to cold, can't resist the cold?
"Boom—boom—!"
The violent blizzard instantly drowned Ling Yue and erupted with a deafening sound.
That's... the stones under the Soul Fighting Stage were cracked by the frost.
This is enough to prove how cold the temperature of this snowstorm is.
The next moment, the blizzard gradually disappeared in place, as if it had never appeared.
Only the frozen traces on the Soul Fighting Stage told the audience that this terrifying snowstorm did indeed exist.
On the soul fighting stage, Ning Feiliu was still standing there, but he took back his martial soul and soul ring.
Not far in front of him, Ling Yue, whose face was purple and blue, had also been released from the possession of the martial spirit, and fell there without knowing whether he was alive or dead.
"This is..."
Everyone's eyes widened and they said in disbelief, "Another self-created soul skill?!"
(End of chapter)