"This is the opponent that the teacher makes us wary of? That Soul King Qin Jian? ”

In the towering Papal Palace, two people are lying on the railing, looking at the battlefield from afar.

The one who spoke was a woman who exuded a charm all over her body, and she was Hu Liena among the three members of the golden generation of the Wuhun Palace.

"Nana, I don't think he's worried, he's so immersed in beauty, it's not like you're dead."

Evil Moon clasped her hands in her arms and looked at Qin Jian with contempt in her eyes.

Hu Liena leaned against the railing, and when she bowed, she outlined a perfect curve, and her voice was soft and charming: "I originally thought that this genius boy who led the team through the qualifier promotion round on his own strength would be the kind of person who focused all his mind on cultivation, otherwise it would be impossible for the soul power level to catch up with us... I didn't expect that..."

She touched her red lips lightly with her fingers, and her eyebrows and eyes were charming and affectionate: "I didn't expect it to be such a young man..."

"What? Nana, are you excited? Evil Moon laughed.

Hu Liena actually nodded and said: "It's been a long time since anyone has made me want to make a move, this young man, if he is allowed to bow down under my pomegranate skirt, and then surrender directly on the competition field, that scene must be very interesting..."

She turned, walked the most seductive catwalk, and walked down the stairs: "I'll go now..."

"Heh, Nana takes a fancy to this young man and is a poor person who is about to lose himself, tsk..."

Evil Moon shook her head, stretched, and also turned around and walked down: "This kind of opponent is nothing to look at, it is better to go back to cultivation." ”

If he could have known in advance about the countless messy things that would happen later, he would probably advise Hu Liena not to send...

Keep your eyes back on the stage.

Seeing bursts of laughter from Qin Jian's side from time to time, and he was chasing and fighting endlessly, Huo Wu, who tried his best to fuse into the six people, almost didn't throw the soul power ball directly.

She took a deep breath and suddenly roared angrily: "Qin Jian, I must defeat you, a stinky guy who attracts bees and butterflies, ahhhhhh

At this moment, she was like a fire demon possessed, her whole body was blazing, and she could only barely fuse the soul ring of six people, but at this moment, she actually broke through the limit and directly fused the seventh person.

And Qin Jian's side also began to fuse the soul ring of the last person.

"Boom..."

Seeing that the two balls of soul power on the field were getting bigger and bigger, and the surging fluctuations began to faintly bring oppression, the masses who had been immersed in eating melons reacted.

"What the hell is this... Actually seven soul rings fused?! ”

"Originally, I thought that Qin Jian and the Fire Dance would be very remarkable, but I didn't expect that there would be many people fusing the ring."

"Didn't you hear about it just now? The fusion ring of the fire dance is also taught by Qin Jian, don't look at this guy full of peach blossoms, but his talent is really not low..."

Suddenly, someone suddenly asked, "Wait! Who of you just paid attention to his soul ring configuration? I seem to see black! ”

"Did you not notice this until now? I didn't see that I just went to the ground to pick up eyeballs! ”

Someone danced and said in an extremely exaggerated tone: "Yellow, purple, purple, black, ah!" ”

No one cared about the series of them, because they were also frightened by this god-like soul ring configuration.

"This guy... No wonder so many beautiful girls like it..."

A lot of people don't even taste sour.

"Buzz Buzz..."

At that moment, the sky seemed to darken a little, and the playing field suddenly became quiet.

Because everyone was amazed by the countless soul rings on the competition stage.

Seven people's soul rings were fused on each side, twenty-eight on the Fire Dance side, and twenty-six on Qin Jian's side, because three of them were still at the level of the Soul Venerable.

"Whoa!"

The majestic ball of soul power fell from the sky and fell on the two of them respectively.

Fire Dance's whole body burst into flames, and the Martial Spirit Hokage suddenly swelled up like a balloon, turning into a height of twenty or thirty meters, occupying almost a quarter of the arena.

"Martial Soul True Body!"

Everyone stood up in shock.

"Boom!"

On the other side of the Hokage, an explosion out of thin air drew everyone's attention.

I saw that Qin Jian's right hand sword was pointing at the sky, and the sky-rushing sword qi broke through the air, and a bright purple giant sword became bigger and bigger, and when viewed from below, it seemed to be as majestic as the heavens and the earth.

"Martial Soul True Body! It's the true body of the martial soul again! ”

When someone screamed, they couldn't make any more sound.

And the whole audience fell into a dead silence, and no one thought that a game that seemed like a farce a moment ago would present such a thrilling scene at this moment.

Qin Jian and Fire Dance did not pause.

The next moment, the flames on Huo Wu's body soared into the sky, and the Qin Sword Martial Soul Giant Sword was surging into the sky, and almost no students could see how the collision occurred, and the red and purple light converged in the center, emitting a dazzling brilliance like a laser.

"Boom! ——”

At the same time as the light filled the eyeballs, if there was thunder in the ears, the sky and the earth were lost for a while.

The collision surprised everyone, including the fire dance that started it.

She didn't expect that she would be able to fuse the power of the seven soul sects, let alone that the accumulated soul power would directly reach the soul saint level, so she was not prepared for this at all, and hastily casting the true body of the martial soul would be detrimental to her soul power.

Qin Jian was expected, but he originally thought that as long as he fused six people, he could easily win, but who knew that he angered Huo Wu and went directly to seven, and he also threw over a martial soul true body like Susaneng...

He had no choice but to fight quickly, because he was afraid that if it dragged on for a long time, it would cause damage to Fire Dance, after all, she was still far from the Soul Saint realm.

"Whew!"

It was too late, and under the frightened gaze of everyone, the sharp giant sword instantly tore through the flames and burst in.

Those with sharp eyes could see a pale blue figure shoot into the center of the collision like a lightsaber, and a hand knife slashed at the back of Huo Wu's neck.

"Uh..."

Huo Wu, who was originally subconsciously going to manipulate the martial soul true body to fight back, fainted directly and fell into Qin Jian's arms, and the martial soul true bodies of the two gradually disappeared at this moment.

The sky was finally calm again, and the light was once again shining all over the world, as if the sky had cleared after rain.

The brilliant light and shadow still stayed in everyone's minds, and no one made a sound for a while, only Qin Jian squatted down in the center of the competition stage with Huo Wu in his arms, carefully probing.

"How's my sister?!"

Huo Wushuang ran over in a hurry.

Qin Jian withdrew his probing hand, breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Fortunately, I stunned her in time, and if I continue, I will hurt my soul fundamentally, but even if this is the case, I estimate that she will not be able to participate in the next competition." ”

"What else to participate in..."

Huo Tianhua, the leader of the Blazing Academy, walked up and asked a few doctors to take Huo Wu over, and then said helplessly: "Our Blazing Academy lost, and the entire elite competition has nothing to do with us next..."

"But thank you anyway, Qin Jian..."

Huo Tianhua said sincerely: "If it weren't for you, Huo Wu might have suffered an incurable injury..."

Qin Jian shook his head indifferently.

But Huo Wushuang blamed himself: "It's all my fault!" ”