With only one person, he defeated the continuous attacks of the two Soul Emperors on the other side, and such a record has made Zhao Yao one of the most dazzling people in this competition in an instant.

The defeat of the first team of the Star Luo Royal Academy has become a foregone conclusion, they only have five Soul Kings who can play, but Shrek is still in the ring, and there are three Soul Emperors! Even their Soul King is not easy to deal with......

"Let's send in the third round." The referee who was hanging in the air shook his head, and then said to Team Leader Xingluo.

He nodded, and after bringing the frightened Dongfang Li back to his own field, the third player went into battle.

The first team of Xingluo will not admit defeat directly if they think they have no chance like the Heavenly Soul Academy, they still have a second team, so they must collect Shrek's information for the second team as much as possible, and it is Zhao Yao's information.

"Sun Zhihong, Martial Soul Ghost Tiger, Fifty-fifth level Powerful Attack System Battle Soul Emperor." The contestant introduced himself as soon as he came up. Before the age of twenty, fifty-five levels, if it is a real cultivation, this guy is good enough.

However, where is the team that can break into the finals not good enough?

After hearing the other party's martial spirit, the red gold glass stick that had just disappeared in Zhao Yao's hand reappeared, and he didn't say anything, just made a posture that was about to start at any time. The stick in the hand, used to fight the tiger, I don't know what the effect is?

"Play, let's go!"

Bang! Suddenly, the voice in the ring sank, and in a blink of an eye, the position under Zhao Yao's feet actually fell into a piece.

How hard does it take to rush out to cause such a collapse?

Sun Zhihong saw Zhao Yao who suddenly rushed over, and a trace of invisible fear flashed in his eyes. Maybe it was because of Zhao Yao's momentum, or maybe it was because of Zhao Yao's martial spirit, in short, he was really scared.

But that's all, reality didn't give him much time to hesitate.

On his body, the pitch-black fifth soul ring immediately shone brightly. Yes, as soon as this Sun Zhihong came on the field, he used his strongest soul technique. But this is also normal, in the face of a soul emperor, and it is a very powerful soul emperor, is it still hidden?

By the time you've hidden enough, you've probably lost.

When the soul ring was shining, the phantom of the Nether Tiger behind Sun Zhihong became even more condensed, and his hands completely turned into a pair of tiger palms, and his feet were as strong and powerful as the hind feet of a tiger. In the next moment, he rushed towards Zhao Yao.

There were two small holes left in the ring, and obviously, Sun Zhihong rushed out with great strength.

But it's a pity that Zhao Yao rushed faster and earlier than him, so Sun Zhihong was one step behind in terms of speed. According to the theorems of physics, the damage that Zhao Yao's blow can cause is higher than that of Sun Zhihong.

Perhaps knowing this, Sun Zhihong subconsciously launched his fifth soul technique: Nether Tiger Body!

This soul skill is also the more precious among the beast martial souls, the pseudo-martial soul true body.

Although it's a pity to be the fifth soul skill, it can't be easily underestimated.

Sun Zhihong, who was covered in a dark aura, was in the midst of the impact, and a pair of tiger palms suddenly became a lifting shape in the air, and then, in the air, surrounded by those dark auras on his body, a purple-black air bomb suddenly appeared!

The distance between the two had narrowed to ...... at this moment Ten meters!

Sun Zhihong immediately made a decision and lost it! If you don't throw it out, you won't have a chance.

The black air bomb should be an ability that belongs to the Nether Tiger itself, and after activating the fifth soul skill and entering the state of the pseudo-martial soul true body, it is not surprising that Sun Zhihong has a little bit of the ability of the Nether Tiger itself.

However, in the face of this sudden air bomb, Zhao Yao was not nervous, and the red gold glass stick in his hand did not add soul skills, but just gathered more soul power, and directly hit the past.

Rumble! The collision between soul powers, the thunderous explosion seems to be inevitable.

However, in the smoke from the explosion, a figure quickly came out of it, and then fell into the ring. In less than a second, another figure flew out, with a red gold light on his body, like lightning.

The first to fly out was ...... Sun Zhihong! Then what came out behind was undoubtedly Zhao Yao.

When Sun Zhihong was embarrassed and wanted to stand up, a long red and golden stick was already against his throat.

If he dared to move, the red gold stick would definitely be stabbed down unceremoniously, and although it would not be dead, it would be impossible to participate in the next game. The scene was surprisingly quiet because of this scene.

Ten seconds haven't passed since the start of the race, right? It's already like this?

"You've lost." Zhao Yao held a stick against Sun Zhihong in one hand, and said coldly at the same time.

Sun Zhihong has nothing to say, no matter how you look at it, he is indeed losing now, but he is not very willing in his heart. Do you want to fight back with serious injuries, or just walk off the ring in disgrace?

A few seconds later, Sun Zhihong made a decision.

"Roar!" In the state of the Nether Tiger, a low roar explained his heart, and then, a pair of tiger claws grabbed Zhao Yao's red gold glass stick, ready to hold him to the ground.

"Naive." As soon as Zhao Yao's hand was loosened, the red gold glass stick disappeared naturally, and then, the red gold glass stick that was originally held in his left hand was replaced by his right hand, and when Sun Zhihong was stunned, he threw it from bottom to top.

Sun Zhihong, who was at least two meters above in the pseudo-real state, was held up by Zhao Yao like a light cotton thing. At the same time, a domineering soul power imprisoned him and made him unable to move, and the next moment......

Boom! Sun Zhihong only felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and then his whole body fell backwards.

If you don't stop soon, you'll definitely be out of the ring with this momentum.

In the midst of the hurry, Sun Zhihong slammed the ring with a pair of tiger claws, trying to stop himself by increasing friction. However, some crises are not so simple to resolve......

I saw Zhao Yao sticking the red gold glass stick to the ground with an expressionless face, bang! At Sun Zhihong's feet, another red gold glass stick rushed out, and he was naturally in the middle of retreating, and he was knocked into the air.

However, this is not the end, in order to make Sun Zhihong no longer have any possibility of resistance, Zhao Yao's good "shooting stick" method was sacrificed again, Mo Ye had experienced it before, and Sun Zhihong also felt it this time.

As the price of "enjoyment", it was naturally directly taken out of the ring by the red gold glass stick thrown by Zhao Yao, and even directly installed on the protective cover. Like Mo Ye, a burn also appeared on his body.

round, and not through.

This is the elite competition of the continent's advanced soul master academy, but it is not a soul beast forest, why is it necessary to take people's lives, or rather, to create serious injuries that are difficult to recover?

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