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[Chapter 218]: The winner will be decided

The smell of gunpowder on both sides became stronger and stronger, and after Wang Yu sat under the green bricks, he looked at Fang Zhi defiantly, with a mocking smile on the corner of his mouth.

Wang Yu of the Yanyun family really can't be provoked, but in Wang Yudi's eyes, Fang Zhi is no different from Qin Gao and Li Jiao, they are all chickens and sheep that can be slaughtered, Wang Yu's provocative gaze turned again, and fell on the green sword in Fang Zhi's hand, this kind of good spirit soldier should be used by him, and it is too wasteful to put it in the hands of others.

Fang Zhi sneered at Wang Yu's provocation, he shook his black robe, strode forward, and sat cross-legged on the masonry, the green sword was placed beside him, and the Qingtong ancient lamp was placed not far in front of him.

"Can you start?" Fang Zhi asked in a soft, calm voice.

"Let's go!" Yan Di snorted.

Wang Yu sneered, just as he was about to provoke Fang Zhi and disturb the other party's mind, he found that Fang Zhi had already closed his eyes, and the old monk was calm, motionless, and seemed to have entered the fighting spirit, so Wang Yu had no choice but to swallow the words that came to his mouth back into his stomach, and just like Fang Zhi, he closed his eyes.

After the two of them entered the state, in an instant, the back garden fell into silence.

The people of the four major forces tacitly did not make noise, but watched the battle situation wholeheartedly.

Even the noisy guys in Dange would be holding their breath and looking at Fang Zhi and Wang Yu.

Ah Sudu, who was sitting on the table watching the show in the distance, quietly walked to Nanlidi's side, wrapped Nanli's arm, and said in a low voice: "Sister, is this the fighting spirit?"

"It's not started yet. Nanli replied softly.

Although Fang Zhi was fighting for the first time, after talking with Qin Gao and Li Jiao just now, he had a general understanding of what was going on.

After understanding the rules, you must first reach the peak of your soul state so that you can deal with the incoming enemy.

Wang Yu is too, he is experienced, and he is not in a hurry to integrate his soul into the bronze ancient lamp, he is also adjusting his state.

After half a pillar of incense, the invisible momentum of the two sides climbed to the highest place, and a surging soul power rippled in the heavens and the earth.

Although the soul power cannot be seen or touched, the suppression of the soul is really felt.

Wang Yu was the first to melt his soul into the bronze ancient lamp, and Fang Zhi followed, and for a while, the two of them surging like the pure soul of sea water slowly merged into the Qingtong ancient lamp.

The ancient lamp that seems to be falling from the old copper paint is like a dry sponge that begins to absorb the energy that is surging in, and the liquid in the ancient lamp will also quietly ripple one after another.

The first step in fighting the soul is to light the soul lamp!

Use your own soul as the wick and the soul lamp as the oil.

The soul turns into a wick, and once it is lit, it needs to bear the pain of the soul being refined!

This kind of pain, for ordinary people, is extremely unbearable, like a rough knife sharpening human bones, and the pain is enough to make ordinary people crazy.

Only a warrior with a strong soul can carry it.

In the same way, whoever condenses the wick first means that whoever will take the initiative can take the initiative in the battle.

Like a poisonous snake, prepare in advance to attack the opponent's oil lamp.

The leader of the Zhu clan, Zhu Qing quietly walked to Yan Di's side, and said quietly: "Yan Di, who do you think the two of them will win?"

"Lin Xiaoqi!" Yan Di replied without thinking.

A smile rose at the corner of Zhu Qing's mouth, and Shen Nian replied: "Lin Xiaoqi seems to be the first time to compete in the fighting soul, and he has no experience, but Wang Yu is a veteran, and his own spirit is also extremely strong!"

"The fighting soul is essentially compared to the quality and quantity of the divine soul, and the role played by experience is minimal! I just fought with this Lin Xiaoqi, this kid is indeed very strong, and obviously he didn't use all his strength!"

Yan Di looked at Fang Zhi with deep eyes, and his words were not stingy with praise, but his eyes were full of strangeness and curiosity.

This Lin Xiaoqi, who suddenly came out of there?

"Who do you think will win?" asked Yan Di in a low voice.

Zhu Qing's expression remained unchanged, unfazed, and chuckled: "Like you, I originally thought that if you thought it was Wang Yusheng, I would take the opportunity to make a bet with you, but it's a pity." ”

"Wang Yu is too impetuous, like a child, his future road will not be long!" Yan Di looked at Wang Yu's eyes, with a lot of disdain, and recalled Wang Yu's arrogant and arrogant appearance before, and it was full of disgust.

"I think so too, is there any news about that named Fang Zhi recently? That kid is very likely to kill my cousin Zhu Yu!"

Zhu Qing asked coldly.

Yan Di shook his head, looked at the battle situation with his eyes, and said without thinking: "No, if there is, I will contact you immediately." Let's not talk about it yet, the two of them want the soul lamp!"

Sure enough, as soon as Yan Di's words fell, Fang Zhi, who was coiled on the bricks and stones, condensed his divine soul into a stream and put it into the oil lamp and turned it into a wick, reciting the Fa decision, and the bronze ancient lamp lit up instantly.

A faint green light hung strangely in the air of the ancient lamp, reflecting a little light!

The moment Fang Zhi's soul lamp was lit, a burst of gasping people rang out.

Among the many people present, most of them did not have the eyesight of Yan Di and Zhu Qing, almost all of them were optimistic about Wang Yu, and now Fang Zhi actually took the lead in lighting the soul lamp, which was really beyond their expectations.

"Sure enough...... Wang Yu is not an opponent!" Yan Di saw this scene and realized that the balance was already very tilted in favor of Fang Zhi.

The moment the soul lamp ignited, Fang Zhi only felt that his brain was buzzing and exploding, the first time he tasted this feeling, it really hurt him, he grinned for a while, but he was strong and quickly adapted.

The feeling of burning the soul, for Fang Zhi, was like a vicious dog gnawing at his body, although it was painful, it was still bearable.

When Fang Zhi smoothed out his thinking, Wang Yu slowly lit his soul lamp......

It's just that!

The flames in Wang Yu's soul lamp, such as the flame of Fang Zhi's soul lamp, are more than twice as small, and who is high and who is low can be distinguished at a glance.

There was a sound of surprise from everyone.

Wang Yu's face was covered with sweat, and his heart was anxious, firstly because Fang Zhi showed his proud strength, which made him panic, and secondly, because of the burning pain of his soul.

Qin Gao and Li Jiao always watched the battle situation nervously.

When they saw that Fang Zhi had such an advantage, their faces suddenly looked like blooming daisies.

Qin Gao excitedly yelled at Fang Zhi: "Little Seventh Brother, launch an attack on Wang Yu, while his foundation is not stable, he will definitely be able to succeed in one blow!"

"Come on, victory is just around the corner, Little Seventh Brother, come on!" Li Jiao's eyes were full of excitement, and he still had the mean face of Fang Zhi before.