Spank.

When many dean-level soul master powerhouses thought that the broken army was going to be killed in seconds, the latter directly told them with their actions what it meant to be domineering.

The breath of the Soul Root Realm also erupted in an instant, and while breaking free from the shackles of the Water Curtain's Soul Skill in an instant, Po Jun's hand touched the latter's body faster than Lin Xin'er's sword.

On her delicate face, a slap was thrown that was very painful just by listening to the sound.

"Not surprised, not surprised, not moved. ”

Po Jun said, but he didn't immediately catch up.

It's not that he pities the fragrance and cherishes the jade, but Lin Xin'er's Ling Bo micro-steps are extremely mysterious.

If he had been in a hurry to catch up just now, I am afraid that he would have fallen into Lin Xin'er's calculation at this time.

only slapped him once, it was not that Pojun wanted to deliberately humiliate Lin Xin'er, in fact, he originally went to blow Lin Xin'er's head with a palm, but the latter easily discharged most of his power.

This slap sounded loud, but in fact, Lin Xin'er was not hurt at all, not even a slap print.

However, this is already very shocking.

Especially the aura that erupted from Po Jun's body at this time made many dean-level figures on the rostrum sigh that it was terrifying.

Soul Master, it turned out to be a Soul Master again.

They can only sigh with emotion, these years, there are really more and more geniuses.

……

The hotness on her face made Lin Xin'er's gaze more and more cold.

As the Holy Demon Emissary said, Po Jun has become one of her inner demons, and as long as she doesn't kill Po Jun for a day, her inner demon can't be killed.

So she rushed to kill the broken army from the beginning.

It's just that she didn't expect that Po Jun would also break through to the soul master realm, and it was hidden so well that she didn't notice it at all.

caused her to suddenly turn into a second hand. The raid suddenly turned into a raid.

If it weren't for her quick reaction, it wouldn't be as simple as a slap in the face.

She thought that she had never underestimated the broken army, but so far, she has found again and again that the broken army is far beyond her imagination.

However, as a candidate for the Ruthless Sword Sect, Lin Xin'er's control over her emotions is still very strong.

After a long breath, the impatience and humiliation in Lin Xin'er's eyes gradually subsided, and was replaced by a cold-blooded ruthlessness.

As she calmed down, an invisible aura bloomed from her body.

A dangerous aura followed.

……

Pojun stopped his meaningless banter, and his eyes showed a sense of vigilance.

At this time, Lin Xin'er's body exuded an aura that made his heart palpitate.

However, he was not afraid, and his eyes were also calm and full of sharpness to look at Lin Xin'er.

The two confronted each other, there was no fierce collision of aura, no ups and downs of soul power, and the body was motionless, like a frozen picture, but it gave people a suffocating pressure.

Everyone's attention was instinctively drawn to the two men.

The invisible aura made people subconsciously control their breathing, for fear of disturbing the two of them.

The restlessness caused by the slap of Lin Xin'er by the broken army returned to silence under this pressure.

The big people on the rostrum looked at the two of them in surprise and emotion.

Without relying on soul power oppression, he can do this with his own momentum alone, and even most of the people here can't do it.

At this moment, they no longer looked at the two below with the eyes of their juniors.

The strong are the teachers, and the strength is respected.

They already regard Pojun and Lin Xin'er as their contemporaries.

Although the two men were not as old as the youngest of them combined.

As time passed, the abyss-like aura generated by the confrontation between the two became heavier and heavier.

This heaviness can be felt not only by both sides of the battle, but also by the surrounding spectators who are watching the battle.

This is especially true for those who are watching the game live.

It seems that this heaviness will continue to accumulate.

By this point, even some of the contestants were already struggling, let alone the average spectator.

The barrier in front of the auditorium only isolates the power of materialization, and there is no limit to this invisible momentum.

Many fans with weak constitutions have suffocated to the point of coma.

This situation is getting worse and worse.

Call~

A breeze blew like a thunderclap on the ground.

The two people below moved instantly.

Like two bolts of lightning.

Their figures disappeared from everyone's eyes again. The camera pupil in the sky is very experienced and immediately began to capture.

But before the camera could catch them, a series of dense explosions exploded like firecrackers.

The broken army seemed to be transformed into a violent wind, making crazy moves, fists and palms, elbows, arms and knees, his body was the most terrifying weapon.

Each move carries a different power.

There is the unbreakable collision of the golden bell jar iron cloth shirt, the leg strength of the wind god's legs like wind and thunder, the cold and condensed fist intent of the Tianshuang Fist, the majestic palm wave of the cloud palm, and the indestructible finger of the spirit rhino finger.

The speed and pace of the Breaker's attacks are notoriously fast.

The coherence between these moves seems to come naturally, and there is no gap.

This is the terrible thing about breaking the army, he has mastered a variety of powerful soul skills at the same time, and there are countless choices between offense and defense, which makes you completely confused.

It's suffocating, it's desperate.

But Lin Xin'er is like an unpredictable prophet, her figure is like a microwave in the water, with countless ripples, and she can always easily dodge the sharp and brave attacks of the broken army.

If you really can't dodge, you will tear it directly with the sword in your hand.

It's also the kind of collision that people can hear.

Po Jun's brows furrowed slightly, and it seemed that he was suppressing Lin Xin'er with all his might, but in fact, he vaguely felt that he was restrained by the latter.

Obviously, the two had only fought once, and he hadn't mastered so many soul skills at that time, but the other party seemed to be familiar with his attack routines.

The Academy League is worthy of investing heavily in the preparation for this game.

At this time, several pictures appeared on the canopy at the same time, one was a live broadcast screen. The other few are slow-motion replays of the rapid confrontation between Pojun and Lin Xin'er.

But even in slow motion, people can still feel the speed and intensity.

These slow-motion replays are naturally not for those who are masters, but take care of the needs of ordinary audiences.

The attention of those masters was more focused on the ring.

The battle seemed to have suddenly become stalemate.

And at this moment, Po Jun's gaze suddenly bloomed with a sharp edge.

(End of chapter)