As the attack slowed, Lance's eyes flashed and he looked directly into Andrés' eyes.

Soul Piercing!

Without the slightest embellishment, pure soul attack.

This kind of attack is extremely difficult and efficient, and it can often work wonders when it comes by surprise.

The soul offensive was like lightning, and a ray of free electric light could almost be seen in the air, piercing into Andrés's eyes, penetrating through Andres's soul sea, and then suddenly exploding in Andres's soul sea.

Countless soul attacks were like lightning bolts, scattering and rushing, raging in Andrés's soul sea.

Lance was overjoyed when he saw that the blow had been successful.

But the next moment, his joy was gone.

Because he felt that the soul lightning seemed to roam in the boundless void, without landing.

It's like a school of fish swimming into the ocean, not knowing what the goal is.

At this time, Yuan Ling's right foot slammed on, pushing the threaded sword to stab forward.

The ferocity of this thorn is even more fierce than just now!

Lance was startled, jumped with both feet, and retreated with the momentum of the stabbing attack, but Yuan Ling took advantage of the situation to pull out the sword, and pulled it out from the restraint of Lance's hands, and turned around and slashed.

This sword had the potential to split the mountain, which caught Lance off guard, blocked it with both hands, and was knocked out again.

Yuan Ling once again grasped the situation and pursued it, and the offensive was endless.

"Your soul, why ......" Lance was still unwilling in the passive defense.

"Although this move of the senior is ruthless and fast...... Andres said lightly: "But this kind of offensive is more suitable for dealing with the mage whose soul defense is not comprehensive enough, right?"

Lance's expression changed slightly, his move combined the effect of the thunder element, the opponent had to deal with the attack of the thunder element, and the soul offensive took advantage of the weakness, which seemed to be a piercing of the fixed-point strike, forcing the opponent to condense the soul fixed-point defense, but in fact, it was a large-scale rushing attack, which caught it off guard, this is another trap, and its effect has always been outstanding.

Not many people saw the mystery of this, and they didn't expect that this seemingly simple soul piercing trick would hide so many traps.

But this interlocking offensive has no effect on Andres!

But Lance understood why.

The Infinite Sea of Souls!

He deeply felt that Andrés's soul was really like a vast ocean, unfathomable.

He couldn't believe that a seventeen-year-old boy could have such a soul sea.

That deep and heavy soul actually made him feel an inexplicable sense of oppression!

This sense of oppression is heavier than the sword that is now wielding in front of him!

Thunder flowed, ice flakes fluttered, and Lance's hands were frosty, barely supporting the defense.

He retracted his mind, and had no time to care about it.

The Yuan Spirit in front of him, although the attack is ingenious, still has its jerky, not perfect, and there is also a gap with the real Arria's combat skills.

Lance has been looking for flaws in it, and he has indeed found a lot of them.

But he still couldn't fight back, because the flaw was not only fleeting, but this powerful offensive also made him unable to fight back while defending.

Over time, Lance suddenly understood something.

Magic Gap!

Lance didn't want to believe it, but he had to admit that Andres's magic was deeper than him.

"Monster ......" Lance's expression when he looked at Andres finally changed, and at this moment, he finally clearly felt that this was the gap in absolute strength!

In astonishment, the threaded sword swept through the gap in his defense, slammed into his chest, and swept him away, sliding to the ground.

In the distance, on the meggis viewing platform, Ole's Exploration Mirror was activated in full force, watching every detail of the battle, and the more he looked at it, the more terrified he became.

"It's learning......" Ole's voice trembled a little.

"It's him learning. Arria corrected.

Ole understood what she meant, and the 'he' was naturally referring to Andrés.

"It's also a new attempt for him, he's opening up new possibilities. Aria seemed to see through the mystery, "The spirit that simulated me is constantly skilled...... But this is not the most important thing, if his Yuan Spirit can change at any time, after obtaining a large number of battle models, he may be able to achieve a method of adaptation like infinite flow, or even stronger......"

"That's right......" Ole exclaimed, "If the development is successful, this may be a new genre, but the difficulty of learning is too high, too high......"

Ole was amazed, and there was a feeling of climbing the mountain.

At this time, in the ring, Yuan Ling's posture crossed in the air, and the threaded sword pointed directly at Lance.

Lance straightened up slowly, but raised his right hand.

Yuan Ling suddenly paused in front of him, and the thunder rushed, stirring up smoke and dust to disperse.

The tip of the threaded sword stopped in front of him.

"I lost!" Lance sighed softly.

The audience was in an uproar, although several mentors had been defeated before, none of them directly conceded defeat like this.

It was clear from Lance's tone that he did not have the slightest chagrin.

It was a convincing admission of defeat.

Lance raised his head and looked at Andres, "You ......"

He stopped talking, but suddenly smiled and said, "I think sooner or later, I will be proud to have fought with you." ”

He said, turning around a little lonely, "This era, sooner or later, belongs to your ......"

Lance's figure suddenly disappeared into the arena.

In the audience, warm applause and cheers broke out again, drawing an end to today's wonderful showdown.

At the same time, in the Imperial Alliance Tower, the old man and the middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows and thin eyebrows were paying attention to the battle situation, and their faces were full of astonishment.

"Feel the pressure? The door of the hall was quietly opened, and a tall figure slowly entered, his white beard covering his face, full of vicissitudes, but his eyes were very sharp and sharp.

The two looked back at him, and the old man said in a deep voice, "O'Clein, what are you doing?"

O'Clein smiled leisurely, looked at the light curtain, and sighed, "It's really a unique era, you guys who eat and wait for death, I'm afraid you will soon be surpassed!"

"Joke!" the middle-aged man snorted coldly, his voice sharper, "The road of magic guidance, the more difficult it will be in the future, just with these milky little ghosts, they also want to shake our position?"

"Ten years!" O'Cline said lightly: "Ten years at the latest, they will be full-fledged and become the wings of the new era!"

"Ten years?" the old man laughed angrily, "O'Clayne, are you crazy, have you forgotten how difficult your cultivation path is?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten. "It's not that I've forgotten, it's that the world has changed." Have you never thought about why there are so many geniuses in this era?"

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I went out for something, and I came back to take a closer look at the first chapter of Friday? [End of Chapter]