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[Chapter 219]: Wang Yu was defeated with one blow

The Fu Guild and the Dan Pavilion hold a soul fight every year, but the Fu Guild has lost four times in a row, and this shame is that every year the young people of the Fu Shi Guild want to wash it away, but they fail again and again.

Every time he lost to Dange, he was greeted with even more fierce ridicule and ridicule.

But as losers, Qin Gao and Li Jiao could only swallow this humiliation.

But now that victory is in sight, the excitement of the two can be imagined.

Compared to Qin Gao and Li Jiao's excitement, Wang Yu's mouth was dry, his heart was upset, the sweat on his forehead dripped down his chin and fell onto the masonry, and the sweat of the bean kept falling to the ground.

How could Lin Xiaoqi be so strong?

How could he be so strong?

Wang Yu felt that a big mountain was about to press against his shoulders, and as an experienced veteran, Wang Yu realized that something might happen to this fighting spirit from the moment he saw the flame of Fang Zhi's ancient lamp.

The reason why Wang Yu was nervous was because the arrogant words he said before had turned into a slap on his cheek at this time, and secondly, because it was a shame and had a strong damage to his prestige in the Dan Pavilion!

The third point is the most important one!

He can't afford to lose!

I can't afford to lose!

The Taixuanqing pen was actually borrowed by Wang Yu from his master, and he used this pen as a heavy bargaining chip to blackmail a fortune master guild.

Wang Yu made a life and death statement to his master to ensure the safety of the Taixuanqing pen, and his master was willing to lend it to him.

If this battle is lost, his fame, fortune and prestige will be completely defeated, not to mention that even the master's level may be difficult to deal with.

At the worst, he will be beaten down as a miscellaneous disciple, and at worst, he may be swept away.

Fighting soul is a battle of the soul, and since it is a battle of the soul, then each side must be fully focused and single-minded.

After Wang Yu felt the pressure of Mount Tai on his face, his spirit gradually collapsed, and there was only a little hope of victory, which became more and more slim.

All the people were watching.

Fang Zhi, who had been accustomed for a while, finally figured out how to attack the bronze ancient lamp with his divine soul.

After Fang Zhi saw Wang Yu's pale face and a frightened look, he first frowned slightly, thinking in his heart what the hell this guy was doing, but he still gathered a strong divine soul power.

This powerful divine soul was condensed by slashing souls, although the gathered divine souls were only one-tenth of the power of the Heavenly Soul Needle.

But this divine soul power is relatively easy to condense, and there is no backlash when it is used to show the opponent's will.

In an instant, Fang Zhi controlled his divine thoughts, pushed out the invisible hammer, and smashed it towards Wang Yu, who was already flustered not far away.

If Wang Yu is engrossed in the fighting spirit and concentrates on the fighting spirit, in fact, even if he is not the enemy of Fang Zhi, then the two sides are also at the beginning of the seventy-three, and he still has at least a chance of winning.

If he dared to break the net with Fang Zhiyu at all costs, then maybe Fang Zhi would really win out of jealousy.

But if he loses, he loses, and before he fights, he is in chaos, as Yan Di said, his heart is too impetuous.

It may be okay for Wang Yu to bully soft eggs like Qin Gao and Li Jiao, but when he touches the iron plate of Shangzhi, he will be crushed into slag.

The Divine Soul hammer slammed into the bronze ancient lamp, and the surging momentum of the Divine Soul poured out, Fang Zhi surprised others as soon as he made a move, and the soul fire in Wang Yu's Qingtong ancient lamp was just struggling for a few breaths, and the soul fire was extinguished.

The moment the soul fire was forcibly extinguished, the little blood on Wang Yu's pale face disappeared in an instant, and his face was as white as flour, which was very penetrating.

Not only that, Wang Yu's eyes suddenly bulged, as if he had suffered a heavy blow.

The next time to breathe.

Wang Yu's eyelids closed again, and he fell to the ground with a pop, and the whole person actually fainted.

The moment the victory and defeat were separated, the sounds of consternation, applause, and roars were all mixed together and chaotic.

The ordinary disciples of the Zhu clan and the Shenyuan Chamber of Commerce saw Wang Yu defeated without resistance, and they were so shocked for a while that they couldn't even speak.

When Wang Yu was about to fight Fang Zhi before, his confident and confident appearance made people think that Fang Zhi would definitely lose very badly.

Unexpectedly, the outcome of the matter turned out to be reversed?

"This Lin Xiaoqi is not simple! His soul attack, his soul power is very concentrated, almost condensed together, this person's soul is so strong that it is difficult to fathom!"

After Zhu Qing witnessed that Wang Yu couldn't parry even a round and was killed in seconds, a chill came out of his heart.

Where did such a strange genius come from?

You must know that Wang Yu is not an ordinary person, but the leader of the younger generation of Dange.

But in Fang Zhidi's hands, he couldn't get down for a single round, which was simply sensational!

Yan Di also looked at Fang Zhi with fear, and found that he was calm and relaxed, as if he was very relaxed.

This guy defeated Wang Yu without even paying a single price?

As soon as he thought of this, a cool breath appeared in Yan Di's eyes, how did this son come from?

At the same time, when the people of the Dan Pavilion saw that Wang Yu was defeated in an instant, the screams and roars of disbelief rang out in unison, and several figures instantly swept in front of Wang Yudi, supporting him and calling him to wake up.

When they saw that Wang Yu is divine soul had suffered a traumatic coma, the group of people were all like lightning strikes, and they looked at Fang Zhi in disbelief, with a look of horror in their eyes.

After Fang Zhi noticed the gaze of the group of guys in Dan Ge, he calmly looked at them.

His gaze was obviously calm and unwavering, as if he was looking at passers-by, but this group of disciples of the Dan Pavilion all shuddered, and they all hurriedly lowered their heads, and helped Wang Yu to drag him back in panic.

"People can go, bring the color head!"

Fang Zhi saw that these people were planning to run away, and they didn't even leave their colorful heads, so he couldn't help frowning slightly, and coldly spit out these words.

The moment he said this, Fang Zhi raised his hand and condensed a fireball, waiting for the fireball to appear suspended in the air.

Yan Di, Zhu Qing's faces were vigilant, thinking that Fang Zhi wanted to use force.

As soon as the disciples of the Dan Pavilion were facing a great enemy, they became nervous, for fear that Fang Zhi would really make a move.

Fang Zhi waved his hand, and the fireball instantly condensed and shrunk, waiting for the fireball to condense into the size of a pearl.

"Boom ——!"

A thunderous explosion suddenly resounded in the sky, and the piercing sound of the explosion was accompanied by the boiling hot wind current.

Wang Yu, who had fainted, was awakened by the sudden explosion of a fireball, and when his red rabbit-like eyes opened, his eyes were full of confusion and confusion.

This kind of appearance can only become like this when the spirit suffers a setback.

"Wang Yu, since you have been defeated, then according to the agreement, your Taixuanqing pen belongs to me, bring it!"

The cold and merciless voice, like the howling wind of the cold winter moon, blew on people's hearts, making people's hearts tremble.