Although the method of controlling the spirit can also use the remnant soul of the spirit beast to strengthen the attack, its power and speed are not comparable to the sword soul technique that requires the consumption of yang longevity.

It stands to reason that Lu Yingman should be able to dodge this attack.

However, Chen Hao's air punch also has another feature, that is, it can find the mark of the spirit control method against the spirit sword, and automatically track and seek the enemy.

He had long noticed that Lu Yingman attached great importance to the remnant soul of the old woman, so he had an idea and changed the target of the attack to the spirit sword.

Although the Spirit Stone was very fragile, once it was hit, the remnant soul of that precious medical cultivator would be shattered, he believed that Lu Yingman would not sit idly by and watch this happen.

"Damn, ah-"

Sure enough, seeing that the fist was about to bombard the Spirit Sword, Lu Yingman's heart was crossed, and he actually used his body to catch this air punch with thunder and lightning attributes.

At this moment, she completely lost her ability to move, fell heavily in the ring, and kept retreating in the face of Chen Hao, who was slowly approaching.

"Mean!"

Lu Yingman was angry in her heart, and her sharp tiger teeth bit her lip, but because of her excellent tutoring, she didn't swear in the end.

"Huh, I'm mean?"

Chen Hao looked disapproving, dignified, and said, "What qualifications do you have to say about me as a femme fatale woman who refines sword souls from living people?"

"Heh, whatever you want, I admit defeat......"

The victory and defeat have been divided, and the facts are difficult to change, although he is very unwilling, but in order to protect the remnant soul of Granny Jiang, Lu Yingman, who has regained his senses, knows that he must stop the competition as soon as possible.

However, just as she said the word "admit defeat", Lu Yingman suddenly felt a stagnation of breath, and at the same time, her face showed a look of horror for the first time today.

The air in the square inch of the world around her disappeared strangely!

Without the conduction of air, Tian Sheng couldn't hear his own voice admitting defeat at all.

"Oh, throw in the towel, yes, but you'll have to wait a while. ”

Chen Hao's smile was cold, and as he spoke, a bunch of puppet threads had quietly wound around Lu Yingman's back from a distance, clinging to the only intact spirit stone left at the end of the sword blade.

It turned out that he had long expected that Lu Yingman might admit defeat, and in order to ensure the capture of the remnant soul, he prepared a silent scroll in his cuffs in advance to eliminate Lu Yingman's admitting defeat.

It only takes the blink of an eye to capture the remnant soul with the method of controlling the spirit, and no one will notice what happened in this moment, and the Lu family can only suffer this dumb loss afterwards.

"Tsk, with this old thing, my living corpse puppet can be stronger. ”

Before Lu Yingman could recover from his fright, the remnant soul of Granny Jiang in the spirit stone was snatched away by Chen Hao with the method of controlling the spirit and held it in his hand.

At the same time, the mute spell was lifted.

"Tian City Lord, Miss Lu has already admitted defeat just now, and she has troubled a few government officials to help people down. ”

When he turned around, Chen Hao's attitude changed, and he said to Tian Sheng respectfully, and then walked towards the exit passage by himself.

"Uh...... Ahem, I announce, the last game of sixteen into eight, the winner, Chen Hao!"

Noticing that when Chen Hao called himself, he deliberately removed the details of the word "agent", Tian Sheng's heart was dark, and he announced the results of the competition loudly.

Although he didn't hear Lu Yingman shouting to admit defeat, the latter was sitting on the ground at this time, stunned and embarrassed, which was enough to explain everything.

"I guess I was scared by Chen Hao's strong strength. Tian Sheng thought to himself, and waved his hand at the government officials who were waiting on the sidelines.

"Girl, can you still stand up?" the two officials hurriedly stepped forward and asked with great courtesy.

Fairy-like characters like Lu Yingman, ordinary people who usually only look up, can stand so close to others at this moment, it is simply earned.

Hearing the questioning voices of the two government officials, Lu Yingman's thoughts finally returned to reality, and after looking around, with tears in the corners of his eyes, he staggered and chased after Chen Hao: "You come back, return your mother-in-law to me!"

"Huh, give it back to you?" Chen Hao stopped and looked back with contempt, "I remember that there is no such item in Dabi's rules, and don't forget, my puppet was also broken by you several pieces of shield armor, and these remnant souls should be regarded as compensation." ”

The Chen and Lu families have been bitter enemies for hundreds of years, and when you think about it, the grudge between the two sides is much more serious than snatching a few magic weapons, so he doesn't need to give the other party a face at all.

Besides, he was the winner of the competition, nominally blessed by the special envoys, Chen Hao didn't believe that Lu Songyin would risk angering Her Royal Highness the princess and stand up for a defeated family junior.

Sure enough, as Chen Hao expected, although the elders of the Lu family on the viewing seat had ugly faces, no one said a word.

In the point-to-point competition, the use of sword soul technique, which is a life-fighting technique, has already fallen behind, not to mention that in this case, Lu Yingman is still defeated.

In the Tian Yuan Continent, losers will never have the right to speak.

"Mother-in-law...... I'm sorry for you...... Woowoo woo ......"

Seeing Chen Hao turn around and walk away, the helpless Lu Yingman couldn't help but cry bitterly, blood and tears were intertwined on her beautiful face, and her crying was terrible and moving.

At this time, she felt remorse in her heart, and she regretted not listening to Lu Ping'an's advice.

She is too naïve, in the duel with Chen Hao, she has no chance of winning from beginning to end.

"Well, what's this called? ”

The girl's cry echoed in his ears, and Lu Ping'an's heart was quite uncomfortable.

Of course, what made him even more unfortunate was that Granny Jiang's remnant soul was taken away by Chen Hao's brute.

Granny Jiang was a guest of the Lu family before her death, she was good at medical skills, highly respected, and treated animal poison for Lu Tianbo, so she was definitely a benefactor to Lu Ping'an's family.

When Granny Jiang's life was approaching, Lu Ping'an and his father came to visit, but they happened to hear the old man talk about his plan to give his soul to Lu Yingman.

It is precisely because of knowing this past that Lu Ping'an is so concerned about this competition today.

"While his puppet is damaged now, why don't I go back to the lounge and make a ......move."

Seeing the fragments of shield armor scattered all over the ring, Lu Ping'an couldn't help but have a bold idea in his mind, but the next moment, he realized that it was inappropriate to use force here.

"No, no, Chen Julu is still there, and there are too many people. ”

Lu Ping'an shook his head violently, letting himself come to his senses.

In fact, in addition to being afraid of Lu Songyin and Chen Julu, the more important reason is that he has not yet understood Chen Hao's method of copying Lu Yingman's slash.

You must know that Lu Yingman's slashing with the help of the remnant soul of the Iron Muscle Tiger and the Green Python is a unique move of the sword soul technique, and it is impossible to reproduce it by relying on the spirit control technique alone, not to mention that at that time, the remnant soul of the spirit beast was still in the spirit stone.

Chen Hao will use the method of controlling spirits, Lu Ping'an is not surprised at all, and he is not afraid of this move, but the former's mysterious technique that can copy other people's moves is really a headache.

"What should I do, can he copy my Divine Light Divine Curse? It shouldn't be possible......"

Lu Ping'an, who had always been cautious, was so immersed in thinking that he didn't notice at all that at this time, in the venue, there was an unexpected reversal of the situation.

"What's going on? It's impossible, give it to me!"

Hearing Chen Hao's shout with a hint of panic, Lu Ping'an quickly raised his head, and immediately froze in place.

I saw that the remnant soul belonging to Granny Jiang actually broke through the shackles of the iron cage of the magic weapon, slowly broke free from it, and relied on its own strength to gradually show its form.

Even if Chen Hao used the Spirit Control Technique again, he couldn't suppress it.

"Shhh...... I really didn't expect that in this Wanqiu City, there would be such an excellent medical practice, it's a pity, it's a pity......"

At this time, Guan Xiantu, who was watching the battle on the high-altitude sedan chair, couldn't help but say.

Traveling through most of the Eastern Continent, he could see at a glance that this was the Dao Medicine Acupuncture that the medical cultivator had applied to her soul itself when she was refining her soul into the sword.

Once the hosting environment changes, the forbidden spell sealed in the remnant soul will automatically take effect, temporarily awakening the already sleeping consciousness inside.

It turned out that as early as more than ten years ago, Granny Jiang had imagined today's situation.

In order to prevent her remnant soul from being taken away by outsiders, she specially set up such an insurance to blackmail the kind-hearted Lu Yingman.

"Child, the world is impermanent, my wife is already a dead man, you don't need to care too much, you must protect yourself. ”

This is the old man's last admonition, ten years, six months and thirteen days late.

After exhausting the last trace of spiritual power to transmit the message to Lu Yingman, Granny Jiang's remnant soul quickly dissipated, and in the silent venue, only the girl's more sad cry remained......

"Damn, damn old thing, you deserve to never be reincarnated!"

Seeing the boiled duck fly away, Chen Hao was extremely angry and left the venue cursing.

With the decision of the quarterfinals, all the competitions of the day came to an end, and after Tian Sheng announced the dismissal of the meeting, the venue became noisy again.

Because the meeting had already ended, Lu Ping'an could finally open the iron gate at the entrance of the entrance passage.

He walked to the ring, picked up the spirit sword that had fallen aside, handed it to Lu Yingman, who was still choking, and said, "That...... It's getting late, go home, I'll settle this account with that brute. ”

However, Lu Yingman did not take the sword, but replied in a voice like a mosquito: "I don't want it, you can take it." ”

"Uh...... Isn't this good?" Lu Ping'an was a little embarrassed.

Although the spirit stones on this spirit sword are all broken, the sword body itself can be regarded as a well-made material and is worth a lot of money.

I didn't want to do it at this time, Lu Yingman suddenly raised his voice and yelled at him: "If you want to take it, you will take it!"

Then, I saw her stand up with difficulty, and walked out of the venue with a dejected look.

"I don't practice swordsmanship anymore......"

Vaguely, Lu Ping'an heard her say.

On this day, an unknown girl gave up her sword and cut off her cultivation path.

In the Tianyuan Continent, where the strong are respected and everyone does not hesitate to squeeze their heads and climb up, such people are really rare......

Putting the broken spirit sword into the storage bag and putting it away, Lu Ping'an couldn't help but feel a sigh.

"The road of cultivation, the years are vast, if I encounter such a situation in the future......" Unconsciously, Lu Ping'an blurted out.

However, after only a moment, his eyes regained a determined look: "No, no matter what, I will never put down the three-foot sword in my hand!"