The next day, Yang Ming was called by Wang Hao to conduct a soul armor test. According to Wang Hao's plan, he was the lowest psionic level among the first batch of people to equip soul-level soul armor, and being the test subject was the best choice. The opponent found a spirit and other people who were enough to suppress him by a large level according to Lu Heng's requirements - Zeng Qiu, the No. 3 general under Yang Yutong, the third level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm.

"I actually just wanted to do a low-key test, why so many people came to watch." Wang Hao looked at the crowd of onlookers around him, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Although all the people who can come here are the most trusted friends, and no one will leak the news of the soul-level soul armor, but the two people will test it in the form of a battle, and the person who loses will always be very faceless.

"Boy, Master Lu Heng can tell me and tell me not to show mercy to my subordinates." Zeng Qiu was running and jumping to prepare for the activities, and at the same time provoked Yang Ming. After more than a month of getting along, he has become familiar with the group of people in Aylalia, as a poor boy and rectum who climbed up from the bottom, he naturally does not have any opinions, so he quickly mingles with the students of Beihai Academy, and Yang Ming is naturally included.

"Boss, be light." Yang Ming was very cowardly at this time, Zeng Qiu was at the third level of the Heavenly Spirit Realm, and there was a huge gap between him and him, which made the two of them go head-to-head, saying that it was light to find abuse.

"That's not good, Lao Tzu rarely has an officially sanctioned opportunity to beat people, you are going to be a pig's head three today!" Zeng Qiu clenched his fists rattle, with a hint of a wicked smile on his face.

"You two stop talking nonsense, hurry up and get ready for the test!" Lu Heng interrupted the conversation between the two.

"Yes, yes, it's all up to you." Zeng Qiu didn't dare to say something in front of Lu Heng, it was a master from the Lu family in the inner world, and the soul realm was far more powerful than anyone in the surface world.

"Yang Ming, according to what I taught you, feel the spiritual energy fluctuations of the soul armor with your heart, adjust your spiritual energy to establish a connection with it, and then the soul armor will adjust its frequency to be in tune with you." Lu Heng instructed Yang Ming.

"Understood." Yang Ming closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing according to the method that Lu Heng had taught him in advance, and gradually forgot about the complicated sounds around him, leaving only the spiritual energy pulsating of the armor in his heart.

The process of establishing contact was extremely smooth, this soul armor was really as wonderful as having a soul, it almost took the initiative to find Yang Ming, and quickly adjusted itself to the same frequency as Yang Ming's spiritual energy fluctuations.

An unprecedentedly powerful aura overflowed from Yang Ming's body in an instant, as if a desolate beast had awakened at this moment.

"Ready, I'm on." Zeng Qiu became serious, he felt an extremely strong threat from Yang Ming, which was formed by a long battle, the intuition of an elite warrior.

As soon as the words fell, Zeng Qiu had already charged in a straight line like a truck, setting off a storm of dust on the land of Ellaria. According to the past gap between the two, it was impossible for Yang Ming to dodge the impact of this speed, and before he could react, he would be killed by Zeng Qiu directly with one punch.

Yang Ming was obviously stunned at this time, and seemed to be a little caught off guard, but he was really hit in the chest by Zeng Qiu's punch like this. It's just that the imaginary instant kill didn't happen, and he quickly adjusted after leaning back slightly, and retreated like a frightened little beast.

"This soul armor is really good, it's quite durable." Zeng Qiu commented with a smile, with a master's demeanor, "But with your reaction speed, even if you are durable, you will still be beaten into a pig's head." ”

"I was a little scared just now, but I didn't expect that I could really react, so I didn't hide." Yang Ming scratched his head and smiled a little embarrassedly, "I'll take the initiative to try this time, you're ready." ”

"Whatever you want." Zeng Qiu didn't care, he felt that Yang Ming was purely bragging, and he was obviously too late to react when he was stunned just now, what was scared by himself, and the ghost believed it.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zeng Qiu felt that a big fist had appeared in front of him. By the time he realizes the danger, it's too late to dodge. He felt as if he had been hit head-on by a galloping bull, and flew out like a cannonball without making any defensive moves.

Zeng Qiu only felt that his throat was fishy and sweet, and then blood gushed out of his mouth, and he was hit hard under a punch!

"Are you alright?" This time Yang Mingke was really scared, he didn't expect this punch to have such power, and he didn't expect Zeng Qiu to even be completely unable to make defensive moves.

"It's fine!" Zeng Qiu stood up and shook his head vigorously, trying to completely shake off the dizziness of the heavy blow. A red flame burned on his body, then turned into droplets that seeped into his body, turning his entire skin into a dazzling fiery red.

Ability Red Fire enters his body, which can greatly increase his speed and strength, and is an extremely powerful hand-to-hand combat ability, and it is also Zeng Qiu's proud skill as a berserker.

"I'm really not going to show mercy this time." Before Zeng Qiu could finish speaking, he pounced like a cheetah, although he said it easily, he really didn't like to lose any game.

Yang Ming spun sideways slightly, dodging the accelerated pounce with great ease, and then slammed his whip kick into Zeng Qiu's lower abdomen with unmistakable accuracy, and it was completely unable to react at a speed.

Zeng Qiu snorted and flew out again, but he roared and somersaulted, and launched a second attack almost without pause.

It's a pity that everything is in vain, Yang Ming is like a local tyrant who recharges hundreds of millions in a mobile game at this time, and a random blow is enough to beat the free player Zeng Qiu dizzy.

The crowd of onlookers looked at the test site in shock, everyone had enough to stuff a dozen eggs in their mouths, they knew that the soul-level soul armor was very strong, but they had never imagined that it could be so strong.

Zeng Qiu was flying around in the air like a rag bag at this time, launching one attack after another in vain, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that Yang Ming's attack was not fully used at all, otherwise Zeng Qiu would have been unconscious by now.

If you have to use one word to describe the current scene, then this word can only be "hanging". Yang Ming, who was wearing soul-level soul armor, easily beat Zeng Qiu of the Heavenly Spirit Realm like a bully, and the picture was like a high school student bullying a primary school student, how sour and refreshing it was.

After a loud bang, Zeng Qiu finally fell to the ground with a sour body, the red like a flame slowly receded from his body, and his spiritual energy was unexpectedly exhausted, and even the basic state of red fire entering his body could no longer be maintained.

"Damn, this doesn't let people play, you're wearing soul armor like a GM pervert." After Zeng Qiu gave such an evaluation, he passed out directly because of the exhaustion of spiritual energy.