Chapter 212: Shocking the audience

After a few minutes, Tang Le's face finally improved a little, and he was not as weak as before.

Tang Le also breathed a sigh of relief, he knew that he had survived this hurdle, successfully possessed level forty soul power, and stepped into the realm of the Soul Sect one step faster, which was the happiest thing for him.

When he slowly opened his eyes, the scene in front of him almost made him vomit. I saw that his right hand was gently resting on Xingxin's chest, but at this time, Xingxin couldn't see a figure at all, and under the powerful blow of the Northern Hell Dafa, his whole person was like a shriveled eggplant, and the whole person was as thin as a skeleton.

"Hiss~" Tang Le hurriedly withdrew his right hand, and then gasped.

Unexpectedly, the power of the Northern Hell Dafa was amazingly great, far beyond Tang Le's imagination.

But after all, it was three times Tang Le's face immediately improved, he turned his head, looked deeply at the six corpses of the Anti-God Clan, and sighed. He knew that your current dantian qi sea could not be absorbed at all, and the soul power that you had absorbed just now had already reached its limit, if you continued to absorb it, I am afraid that you would explode and die.

Silently feeling sorry for the six corpses in his heart, Tang Le jumped off the stage and walked to the door.

At this time, the gate was already crowded, and hundreds of spectators were already waiting anxiously at the gate, they wanted to see who the final victory was.

Shrek Academy and the others were directly in front of the gate, their faces were also anxious, and no one knew why Tang Le would make such a reckless decision. Although they knew that Tang Le's chances of winning were very, very small, they still prayed in their hearts, hoping that Tang Le would be fine.

Looking at the door that had not been opened for a long time, Flender said with a sad face: "Xiaogang, Xiaole, nothing will happen to him, right?" ”

As the dean, he is naturally most concerned about the safety of students, and he is very sad if anything goes wrong with any student.

What's more, Tang Le's father is Tang Hao. If something really happened, maybe Tang Hao would be eager to dismantle himself.

Thinking of this, Flender was even more frightened, and almost had no one to live, kneeling down and kowtowing to pray that Tang Le was okay.

The master's face was not as calm as usual, his tough face had already appeared sad, but he still said lightly: "Believe him." ”

In addition to worrying about what to call, Tang San and the others also raised their hearts to their throats without exception, and their two eyes looked expectantly at the dusty and untouched gate.

Xiao Wu leaned on Tang Shan's shoulder, and said with a hint of choking: "Third brother, Brother Le, nothing will happen to him, right?" ”

Tang San was stunned for a moment, then turned his head, pulled out a comforting smile with difficulty, patted Xiao Wu's head gently, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, it will definitely be fine." ”

When he said this, Tang San's eyes were obviously in a trance, and when he said this, he was not only comforting Xiao Wu, but also comforting himself.

One person against seven people at the same time, is there still a chance of winning? Is there any chance of survival?

Tang San had already thought of the worst outcome, but he held it back in his heart, because he knew that a miracle would definitely happen.

Ning Rongrong, who was standing at the front, nervously clenched her little pink fist, she could clearly hear her heart pounding, she frowned tightly, and her dripping eyes were full of sorrow.

Finally, under the expectation of everyone, the door was slowly pushed from the inside out, and hundreds of pairs of eyes stared closely at the figure in the crack of the door.

When the door was fully opened, there was only a figure standing behind it.

Tang Le!

Everyone in the audience widened their eyes and looked at Tang Le in disbelief, everyone's brains were blank, like a piece of wood, and they looked at Tang Le blankly.

How could it be him?

What about the Rebel Sentai Clan?

Two huge questions appeared in everyone's hearts out of thin air, and the corners of their mouths trembled, and they couldn't care about being shocked by Tang Le. They pulled out their legs and ran inside, but the scene in front of them startled them again.

I saw six corpses lying on the platform in a mess, and the blood had already flowed all over half of the fighting spirit platform, converging into a stream and dripping down.

And there was a corpse in the center of the field, this corpse was not human-like at all, the two eyes were completely sunken, and all the teeth on the side of the mouth were gone. All the muscles on his body were atrophied, and the pale yellow skin wrapped around the bones like the trunks of dead trees.

Who's this?

Another huge mystery shrouded everyone's hearts, and at this moment, a sharp-eyed audience member suddenly shouted: "He is Xingxin!" ”

When the audience heard this, they instantly boiled.

Walking with his back to the audience who rushed into the fighting spirit stage, Tang Le slowly walked towards Shrek and the others, always with a faint smile on his face.

The master hurriedly stepped forward and hugged Tang Le, and said with excitement and trembling tones: "Xiaole, you really did it!" ”

He really didn't expect that Tang Le would complete this challenge.

What a feat it is for one person to challenge seven people?!

Tang Le said with a smile: "I never miss a hand. ”

"Okay." The master patted Tang Le's back heavily, and an uncontrollable smile flowed from his face.

Flender laughed: "Good boy, I really didn't misunderstand you, haha!" ”

However, Zao Wou-Ki, who was behind Flender, looked at the six corpses and one skeleton on the fighting arena with a blank look, and said in shock: "What kind of killing method is this?" How could it be so terrifying. ”

After living for so many years, the convener has never seen any method that can turn a soul master into a dried corpse.

Listening to Zao Wou-ki's words, everyone hurriedly turned their heads, and when they saw the corpse that was no longer human, the master's pupils shrank suddenly.

These people all had different wounds on their bodies, but the size of the wounds and the damage they did were the same, with the exception of one corpse that was covered in scaly wounds.

And the diameter of this wound is very large, and the power caused is also amazing, and when you look at it on the surface, you can see that the damage has been caused and has reached the body.

"How, exactly?"

The master muttered, and then thought of something, and his pupils shrank suddenly.

Could it be the Haotian Hammer?

This is explained at once, and only the acquired can cause such huge damage. No wonder Tang Le, this kid, has the confidence to be able to play seven, it turns out that he is thinking about this method.

But it was impossible to defeat the seven people with the Haotian Hammer alone, how did he do it?

The master fell into deep self-doubt, no matter how powerful the Haotian Hammer was, but he didn't have a soul ring attached to it after all, no matter what he thought, it was impossible to defeat the anti-god team in one fell swoop.

But if he thought about it for a long time, he would never have thought that Tang Le's soul power combined with Shangbei Ming's true qi would defeat Ye Zhiqiu in one fell swoop at the beginning, and now facing the anti-god team that only has the soul venerable level, wouldn't it be the same as cutting vegetables?