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A ray of rising morning light, through the window, fell on Zeng Yi's body.

After a long time, the closed eyes suddenly opened, and at that moment, a brilliant light shot out from Zeng Yi's eyes, and disappeared without a trace in just a moment.

The eyes that were as black as ink became more profound, like an abyss, and if you looked directly, there was almost a strange feeling that even the soul had been sucked into.

Zeng Yi twisted his neck, and his stiff neck made a clicking sound.

"It's dawn, and it looks like it took a night." Looking at the rising morning light outside the window, Zeng Yi muttered.

"The soul power has also been increased by one level, and the soul power is level forty-six."

Zeng Yi felt the soul power in his body, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, revealing a faint smile.

However, what made Zeng Yi happiest was not the improvement of soul power, but the fact that after fusing the soul bone, this soul bone brought its own soul bone skill.

With a one-in-one chance, Zeng Yi really bet right.

The soul skill given to him by this head soul bone was really the control of the five senses that made him suffer a lot, and he almost didn't let himself die.

Now, this perverted soul skill has become his own.

Thinking that he could also have this soul skill, Zeng Yi was extremely excited in his heart.

Manipulating other people's five senses and playing with them in applause.

Of course, there are still some restrictions on this soul skill, and for people with too high strength, Zeng Yi can only barely interfere with the other party's five senses, because this soul skill not only consumes soul power, but also has very high requirements for spiritual power.

However, for people with low strength and mental power, Zeng Yi can completely control the other party's five senses.

Although it has no attack power, it can confuse the enemy, and often a momentary mistake or hesitation can turn the tide of the battle in an instant.

The soul power condensed in Zeng Yi's hand and appeared into Lan Che, and then, the Lan Che in his hand turned into countless leaves and dispersed, disappearing into nothingness.

"Real? Unreal? ”

Zeng Yi looked out the window, the sun that had just risen in the sky, and muttered at the corner of his mouth.

"Flowers in the mirror, moon in the water."

"Just call it, Mirror Blossom Water Moon." Zeng Yi stood in front of the window, quietly looking at the scenery outside the window, but he had no intention of enjoying the courtyard scenery in the early morning, his eyes were a little blank, and his thoughts drifted away.

In my mind, the faces of my parents and my little sister flashed, and then I remembered the scene of being chased and killed by the soul saint and being seriously injured.

The palm of the hand holding on the window couldn't help but clench into a fist.

My strength is still too weak!

Zeng Yi clenched his teeth, and his eyes showed unwillingness.

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, in the eyes of similar soul masters, his strength is indeed strong, but in the eyes of a real powerhouse, his forty-sixth-level soul power is not enough at all.

Zeng Yi wants to become stronger and become uncontrollable by no one who can control his own destiny.

He doesn't care how strong he is in the eyes of others, so strong that they can only look up. He won't compare himself with those similar soul masters, he will only compare himself with himself, compare himself with yesterday, and whether his strength has become stronger today.

Zeng Yi admitted that he did want to pretend and show off in front of those similar soul masters when he participated in this competition.

At first, Zeng Yi was a little proud, but after experiencing this time, Zeng Yi felt that his behavior was indeed a little naïve.

Knowing that this competition has no meaning to him, Zeng Yi will not take it into account as a mere champion, he doesn't need these false names to achieve himself.

What's more, participating in this competition also exposed himself to the eyes of everyone, and those with bad intentions will also come to find trouble.

If a killer above the Soul Saint level was dispatched, Zeng Yi alone would not be able to stop it at all.

He shouldn't have promised Ning Fengzhi this matter in the first place. Zeng Yi couldn't help but sigh and regret his decision.

However, since he promised others, Zeng Yi can only continue, because he is not a dishonest person, and what he promised will definitely be completed.

Looking at the rising sun, the warm light sprinkled on his body, enjoying this warm feeling, Zeng Yi murmured softly.

"When this competition is over, let's go to the end of the world."

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Heaven Dou City, in the Heaven Dou Great Fighting Arena.

"The Heaven Dou Royal Team wins this match!"

Zeng Yi put the flickering blade into the sheath with an expressionless face, looked at the group of soul masters who fell to the ground, and after hearing the referee's announcement, he silently walked off the fighting soul platform.

In the audience, there were also bursts of enthusiastic shouts, almost all of them shouting Zeng Yi's name.

It was still one person, one knife, and ended the game at a very fast speed, and this terrifying domination made almost everyone obsessed with it, and even palpitated.

On the rostrum, the platinum bishop Salas of the Martial Spirit Palace, looking at Zeng Yi's departing back with the eyes of a vulture, rolled his eyes, as if he was paying attention to something.

......

At the junction of the Heaven Dou Empire and the Star Luo Empire, there is a prosperous city, and the area of this city is even larger than the imperial cities of the two empires, and it is even more prosperous.

And the people who live here are all soul masters, not a single mortal.

This city is the holy place of soul masters on the continent, and it is also the headquarters of the Martial Spirit Palace.

Wuhun City.

Clang~

In the center of the Martial Spirit City, a strong bell rang from time to time, far away, eternal.

Papal Palace.

Bibi sat on the seat at the east end, with a jade hand supporting his cheek and a delicate jade-like leg, exuding an elegant and somewhat lazy temperament.

There was a playfulness in her beautiful eyes, and she looked at the subordinate who was kneeling on one knee below.

"You said that the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect sent disciples in this competition, and one person swept over many teams and easily won the victory?" Bibi Dong looked at the people below, lightly opened his red lips, and there was some doubt in his tone.

"Yes, that person's name is Zeng Yi...", the person from the Martial Spirit Hall knelt on one knee, lowered his head and reported, a little trembling, not daring to look up at the world's face.

"Zeng Yi..."

Bibi Dong muttered the name softly, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but raise a pleasant arc.

Isn't this my future uncle of the Martial Spirit Palace? Unexpectedly, Salas had good news for me.

Bibi Dong's beautiful eyes turned and thought for a moment.

"You go down first."

"No!"

The man replied respectfully and cautiously retreated.

Bibi Dong sat on the main seat, his hand on the armrest of the seat, his slender onion fingers kept pointing, thinking about how to deal with this Zeng Yi.

The Holy Maiden of the Wuhun Palace, that is, her apprentice of Bibi Dong, Hu Liena, and the disciple of the Sword Douluo of the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, Zeng Yi, made a marriage contract under the pleasant conversation of the high-level leaders of the two sides.

Bibi Dong had long heard that this future uncle's superb talent and his strong strength could defeat the Soul King master in the Soul Venerable Realm. Moreover, the soul ring configuration is even more unreasonable.

She also knew that her talented apprentice Hu Liena also met that person when she broke through the Soul King, and had a fight, but was defeated by the other party cleanly.

When he returned to Wuhun City, he spent half a year in retreat and penance before he broke through the shadows.

Now that nearly two years have passed, that person should be in the Soul Sect realm now.

"It just so happens that I haven't seen my uncle's heroic demeanor yet, so let him come to my Martial Spirit Hall as a guest for a while, hehe..."

In the uninhabited hall, Bibi Dong chuckled.

She also didn't expect that the Seven Treasure Colored Glass Sect would let Zeng Yi participate in this year's competition.

Originally, Bibi Dong still thought about taking this competition as the graduation ceremony of his apprentice.

The three soul bones of the championship prize were used as graduation gifts for the three of them.

However, Ning Fengzhi actually wanted to get involved.

Last time, Bibi Dong saw the frustration and powerlessness in the eyes of his apprentice, and in the face of her future husband, her previous arrogance was completely crushed.

Coupled with the news this time, the other party didn't even release the soul ring, and even the soul skill was able to sweep through the teams in the Heaven Dou Division.

Bibi Dong is not arrogant to think that his martial soul team can defeat such an opponent.

"Why do you want the dowry of my Martial Spirit Hall so quickly~"

"As long as you come to my Martial Spirit Palace, it's not just three soul bones in this area? You can get only more. ”

"Go and invite my future uncle of the Martial Spirit Hall to be a guest here."

Bibi Dong sat in the uninhabited hall and seemed to be talking to himself.

Looking at this empty hall, there was no expression on Bibi Dong's peerless face, but there was a strange brilliance in those bright eyes.

It's better to have such a character in my own hands...

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