At this moment, the ape couldn't afford to fight in the end, and the audience fell silent.

Just using the fifth soul technique, a soul king forcibly knocked the soul emperor down, and the estimated speed was so fast.

There was no chance for Ape Fen to use the sixth soul technique, and he failed, and he was defeated very badly.

At this time, everyone can be regarded as getting to know Feng Xiaotian again, his soul ring is real, and he has the strength to become a white bishop.

At this meeting, the host Fang Xue also announced that Feng Xiaotian had won.

The referee also came up to check Ape Fen's injury, and then waved his hand again, and a soul emperor-level data soul master came, and this healing soul master was also a white cardinal.

There will definitely be casualties in martial arts competitions, so in these qualifying matches, the healing soul master in the white bishop will come to do the healing task.

This healing soul master directly activated the Three Soul Technique, and in less than a minute, the fainting ape Fen also recovered.

Although Feng Xiaotian has been hitting him, he still avoids the vital parts every time, and it is okay to be injured, but if he is killed, it is inevitable that there will be trouble.

Ape Fen slowly got up, looked at the wind and smiled, "I lost." ”

Then he looked at Pope Bibi Dong's position again and said, "Your Majesty, I lost, and I am willing to accept the punishment." ”

Feng Xiaotian's final attack really had no way for him, and he also thought that even if he used the sixth soul technique at that time, he should not be able to resist Feng Xiaotian's fifth soul technique.

"Then you go down and hand over at once what belongs to the white cardinal." Bibi Dong said indifferently.

Ape Fen was a little disappointed, but he still failed after all, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to drill into.

He was defeated by a soul king, which was too undeserved.

Feng Xiaotian was also thinking at the moment, if he used the fifth soul technique at the beginning of the final of the high-level soul master competition, wouldn't it be so troublesome at all?

Or is it that you listen to the other party's information, so that you are a little timid, and then you don't know what tricks the opponent has, so that you can move forward?

At the moment of thinking, Ape Fen, who had just walked a few steps, turned his head and looked at Feng Xiaotian and said, "I'm a little curious, the soul ring of your fifth soul technique is many years old?" ”

"Thirty thousand years." Feng Xiaotian said directly, in fact, it is about 36,000 years.

"No wonder it's so powerful, come on, I hope you continue to challenge and get first." After saying that, Ape Fen turned and left.

Suddenly, many people were dissatisfied with Ape Fen's words again, and just now they said that Feng Xiaotian wanted to continue to challenge and get the first place if they were won.

"Ape Fen was stupid by Feng Xiaotian, and he actually said this."

"I don't think you understand, it's a shame for Feng Xiaotian to defeat Ape Fen, if Feng Xiaotian continues to challenge upward, enters the top 100, enters the top 50, and finally wins the first, who do you say is ashamed? In this way, he will not be ashamed. Someone analyzed.

"I see, but is it possible? This ape is only one hundred and twenty-seven, and it is very difficult to get into the top hundred. ”

"Don't forget, Feng Xiaotian has already said just now that his fifth soul ring is 30,000 years old, and you have also seen the power of this soul skill, can you resist it?" Another white cardinal said.

However, the white cardinal who was ranked one hundred and three just now lowered his head and carefully analyzed the battle situation just now, as if he couldn't resist Feng Xiaotian's fifth soul technique.

On the field, Pope Bibi Dong looked at the wind and smiled: "Congratulations on your victory in the first qualifying match, keep up the good work." ”

"Thank you, Your Majesty." The wind laughs at the sky.

Bibi Dong smiled rarely, then looked at all the white bishops on the field, and said sternly again: "If you are challenged by Feng Xiaotian in the future, if you lose, you will deduct the monthly salary and qualifying rewards for the next year, if you win, all your rewards will be tripled, and you will be rewarded to go to the fourth-class treasure house to pick any item at a time." Bibi Dong said again.

Only give Feng Xiaotian some incentives, and don't give the original white cardinal rewards, that may chill the hearts of the original subordinates, saying that some rewards must be given.

It's just that there is no wind and laughter to inspire the challenge.

However, Bibi Dong's doing so made many white-clothed bishops who thought they were strong gear up, hoping that Feng Xiaotian would challenge him.

Except for Feng Xiaotian, the white bishops all looked at Pope Bibi Dong with grateful eyes.

They looked at the wind and smiled, as if they were a piece of fat in front of them.

But this will Feng Xiaotian only have one sentence in his heart, MMP's, doesn't this increase the difficulty for himself?

Such a reward is enough to make many whiteclothed bishops desperate, and losing is not only a shame, but also a year's worth of money, and a qualifying reward.

But it's different if you win, triple it, and you can also pick things in the fourth-class treasure house, this is a place where the cardinal can go, and the most important thing is that it's free.

The sound of the Pope's long live also resounded in the venue.

Feng Xiaotian also left the competition ring at this time and came to a quieter corner of the field, ready to watch the next qualifying match.

He's going to pick tomorrow's opponent this time, and the opponent is one hundred and seven.

At the same time, within one hundred and seven, some soul masters who think that their strength is not enough are also worried, Feng Xiaotian must not choose himself, do not seek to strive for high rewards, but ask for his own things not to lose.

Soon, the morning game was over, and Feng Xiaotian also thought about the opponent he was about to choose, and even the third opponent had come out.

And today he also saw a wonderful duel, it was a duel between two soul saints, and the second ranked challenge was first.

The first Soul Saint of the White Cardinal has been promoted to seventy-three levels, and the second one is also seventy-one Level, which is the only two Soul Saints among the two White Lords.

I heard that this year, the number one ranked is already preparing to attack the position of the cardinal.

Returning to his residence No. 108, Feng Xiaotian used a sumptuous lunch prepared for him, these are the benefits of the white cardinal, eating and drinking are free, which is quite good, the status is not high, but it is not low in the Pope's Palace.

Eat well, drink well, and have a good status, this place is suitable for the elderly.

After lunch, Feng Xiaotian has been practicing soul power in the house in the afternoon, and has not gone to watch the next qualifying match, in the morning, the opponent has been determined, and there is no need to go in the afternoon.

At this time, he was cultivating at home, and at the same time, he had one more thing, and that was to test whether his conjecture was correct.

In the afternoon, when the qualifying competition was in full swing, Feng Xiaotian came to the gate of Wuhun City alone.

He strode out, but no one stopped him.

He still didn't believe it, so he continued to rush again, more than 20 kilometers, and after a careful observation, no one followed him.

Feng Xiaotian confirmed his previous conjecture at this time, the Wuhun Hall did not restrict his freedom, he really thought about it too much.

But he also knows one thing, there must be someone secretly watching him, and the spiritual power realm is higher than his own, is it He Lao?

Feng Xiaotian suddenly thought of the somewhat mysterious He Lao, and he didn't seem to be able to find him before, could it really be him?

(End of chapter)