Everyone was stunned and stunned, and the smiles of those martial artists who had ridiculed Soul Xuan in advance stiffened on their faces.

"How is this possible?"

"He just waved his hand, and the name went up?"

"It's cheating, isn't it?"

After the silence, there was a cacophony of discussions.

Yi Feng smiled helplessly, and said secretly in his heart: "I said that I didn't want to, but I was in the limelight, really!"

"Shut up!"

The burly middle-aged man let out a loud shout, and the momentum that suddenly erupted instantly quieted down the young warriors around him.

The burly man's eyes were full of smiles when he looked at Soul Xuan, "Congratulations on this little brother passing, please wait for a while!"

The burly middle-aged man was obviously much more polite to Soul Xuan.

The eyes around are cast on the soul, some are envious, and some are jealous.

Soul Xuan ignored the people around him, these people were not taken seriously by him at all, if it wasn't for Yi Feng pushing him into the ring, he really didn't bother to participate in this martial arts competition.

The burly middle-aged man looked at Yi Feng and said slowly, "You are the only one left, we will set off after the test!"

"Brother, when you portray your name, don't reveal a little bit of your soul power! Otherwise, your real surname will be exposed! Here, if you expose your soul surname, then you can't keep a low profile!"

Xiao Xuanzi secretly transmitted the voice to Yi Feng.

Although he didn't know about the grievances between the Heavenly Soul Clan and the Fire Spirit Clan, Yi Feng still did what Soul Xuan said.

Without using his soul power, Yi Feng was just a martial artist of the Heavenly Spirit Realm Triple Heaven, and like other successful martial artists, after spending a lot of effort, he left his name on the red list.

Those failed warriors looked at the warriors standing in the ring, and their faces showed a depressed look.

The burly middle-aged man ignored the warriors in the audience, in his eyes, the losers had no value.

The burly middle-aged man took out several inscription jade plaques and threw them at the four corners of the ring, and immediately threw hundreds of drops of heavenly spirit liquid.

The inscription jade plaque lit up, and then the entire ring gradually lit up.

"It turns out that this ring is actually a teleportation array!"

The entire ring flashed with light, and when the light receded, the figures of Yi Feng and the others had disappeared.

When Yi Feng and the others' sights returned to brightness again, they appeared in another ring, and in this ring, there were more than a dozen young martial artists standing.

"It seems that the selection is over on your side?" the burly middle-aged man looked at the woman opposite and said with a smile.

The woman's narrow gaze swept over the martial artists behind the man, and said slowly: "I didn't expect that there would be so many martial artists in Fire Spirit City who passed the selection!"

The woman's contemptuous tone towards the martial artists of Fire Spirit City couldn't be more obvious, and the young martial artists behind her also had arrogant expressions.

The burly man laughed dryly and said, "I'll take these little guys to rest first." ”

"It's really infuriating to look down on people like this!"

"I'll give them a good look tomorrow!"

After leaving the ring, the warriors behind the burly man whispered.

"It's useless to talk too much, if you want to win back your dignity, you need your own fists!"

"In addition, by the way, I would like to remind you that Miss Yan Hongyan, who recruited relatives in this competition, is as beautiful as a flower!"

When the young warriors heard this, their eyes lit up.

"Brother, if that's the case, you can bring another sister-in-law back!" Soul Xuan quipped.

"Stinky boy, what nonsense are you talking about!" Yi Feng knocked Soul Xuan's head angrily.

"There are a lot of women around you! one more is not too much. Soul Xuan muttered a little aggrieved.

Yi Feng heard Soul Xuan's muttering to himself, and he stumbled and almost fell.

"You guys just rest here for the night tonight, and the room is your own choice!" the burly middle-aged man pointed to the magnificent inn road in front of him.

When some young martial artists saw such a magnificent inn and a high-level spirit gathering array, they all became excited and hurriedly rushed in.

Being able to cultivate in such an inn can achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Among these people, in addition to Yi Feng and Soul Xuan who were relatively calm, there was also a young man who was also indifferent.

This young man was dressed in black, his sword eyebrows flew obliquely into his sideburns, and his delicate facial features made him even more unique.

The young man slowly walked towards Yi Feng, his sharp gaze locked on Soul Xuan.

"I know you're strong, but I'll beat you!"

The young man stared at Soul Xuan and left such a sentence, then turned and left.

"It's inexplicable!"

"Little Brother Yi Xuan, have a good rest, if nothing happens, tomorrow's champion will be you!"

Soul Xuan smiled and said, "I think there will be an accident!"

Soul Xuan's words made the burly man stunned, but he didn't say anything more, turned around and walked towards the inn.

Yi Feng and Soul Xuan chose a room on the second floor near the stairs.

"We've arrived in the Holy Flame City, do we really want to participate in a martial arts competition to recruit relatives?" Soul Xuan jumped on the bed and lay down.

"I don't want to participate either, let's go to the Fire Spirit Clan tonight to find out the news!"

Soul Xuan smiled: "It's better for me to go, if it's possible, I'll steal the ancestral fire inscription directly, and everything will be solved!"

Yi Feng and Soul Xuan waited quietly in the room for the arrival of the night, and Soul Xuan lay on the bed idlely, swaying with Erlang's legs crossed.

And Yi Feng was cultivating the Thunder Resisting Technique, if it weren't for the fact that this was the base camp of the Fire Spirit Clan, Yi Feng would have summoned the Ancestral Thunder Inscription to cultivate.

In the evening, a noise in the inn interrupted Yi Feng's cultivation.

"What's going on outside? What a mess!" their room was closer to the hall, so the sound was exceptionally clear.

"Maybe they're talking to each other when they're idle!" said Soul Xuan disapprovingly, he didn't care.

Yi Feng pursed his lips, he had entered the cultivation again, and he was unwilling to participate in such a thing.

In the inn, Yi Feng and Soul Xuan appeared, and the rest of the young martial artists were all concentrated in the hall on the first floor.

A woman in a fiery red dress stood arrogantly at the door with her hands pinched her waist, and at his feet, several young warriors fell to the ground in embarrassment and wailed.

"You people are too weak, so you still come to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives?" the woman said unceremoniously.

The faces of the warriors were blue and white for a while, and they were counted down by a woman like this, and their faces were not good-looking.

However, this beautiful woman is not a vase, her strength is extraordinary, one of them is an Earth Spirit Realm Great Perfection martial artist rushing forward, and it is not her opponent.

And three of the False Heaven Realm martial artists joined forces, and they only lasted a few breaths where she was.

"None of you have any of you to fight with me, or you can go up together!"

"I'll meet you! I can't beat you, but I'm bloody!"

A young warrior used his spiritual power and rushed towards the woman.

"If you don't have the strength, what kind of blood are you talking about!"

With a wave of the long whip in the hand of the woman in the red dress, the long whip danced towards the young man at an extremely tricky angle.

Before the young man could get close to the woman in the red dress, he was knocked to the ground with a whip.

"You better go back as soon as possible, you can't beat me, and you still want to be my husband?

"You are the eldest lady of the Fire Spirit Clan, Fire Red Aya?" the young man in black walked out slowly.

Seeing this young man, the corners of the woman's mouth in the red dress rose slightly, and this amazing smile made everyone look a little distracted.

"Lin Qing, I didn't expect you to participate in the martial arts competition to recruit relatives, what's the matter, do you still want to marry me?"

The young man gritted his teeth in hatred and said in a deep voice: "I will win the final victory, and then refuse to marry in public!

"Hmph, I don't think you've been taught enough!"

"If someone hadn't secretly helped you last time, you thought you could have won me?"

The youth and the woman went toe-to-toe, and the other warriors slowly moved out of the way.

Yan Hong's eyebrows frowned slightly, and she raised her slender arm to point at Lin Qing, "If you defeat me today, I will be yours tonight!"