It's quick, there's no suspense, there's no reversal.

The moment the blonde knight charged with his sword raised, everyone had already seen what the result was.

When the attack of a group of people falls on the body and dissipates uselessly, it already shows that the number of people has no effect.

No one thinks that a strong man of the Soul Saint class can't beat the powerhouse of the seven Soul King class.

"In the next round, the Immortal Blade has a bye, and Camelot is on the first team of the Ontology Sect.

"Please prepare both."

At this point, there is no need for any soul guide display to announce the game arrangement.

Yueguan himself can decide the arrangement of the duel team.

didn't raise any objections, the last round of Camelot's bye, this round of Wuhun Palace's team bye, is very reasonable.

As for Ontology? The Martial Spirit Hall won't care, Camelot won't care, and the Ontology Sect itself won't care.

Anyway, the top three are already there, aren't they?

There was no so-called preparation, Camelo's team was still sitting in the players' area and doing what they were supposed to do, even Bianca on the podium. Randell didn't move.

It's just a gray-blonde girl standing out of the contestants' area.

"Again, one-on-seven, no problem." Walking to the vicinity of the first team of the Ontology Sect, the gray-haired girl said casually.

"Okay." Jaynes has no opinion, and vice captain Ning Sa has no opinion.

The rest of the team would like to have an opinion.

Seven to one, it seems like a big advantage, but it doesn't sound good to say after all.

They are not Wuhun Palace, and people fight their own internally, of course, they don't care about reputation.

But when he saw the expression of the captain and deputy captain, he held back.

The high-level members of the Ontology Sect in the audience also didn't express any opinions, reputation? A ring match, a group of young people, how normal it is to win dishonorably.

Losing is not a big deal.

The soul bone of the third place is the reality, okay?

"Please decide who will enter!"

The referee has no opinion.

It's seven to one again, and the soul rings of all colors are bright, and it's very good-looking.

The first two paladins, Jaynes and Ning Sa, added a touch of shock and solemnity to this colorful scene.

The ratio of purple-purple-black and black-black soul rings is surprising wherever it is placed.

But it's far less surprising than the soul ring ratio on the other side.

It's another soul ring of a special color.

A purple soul ring.

Judging by the breath that came out, it was a soul ring that far exceeded the 100,000-year soul ring.

It's surprising, but it's not that surprising.

After all, there are more people with Camelot's special soul ring.

"Salute and the game begins!"

"Rita. Lothwiser, the Scythe of the Pale Soul of the Martial Spirit, the Radiant Knight of Level 66."

Miss Rita bowed slightly, and the etiquette was impeccable.

"Jaynes, Martial Soul Light Blade, Fifty-third Rank Earth Knight."

"Ning Rongrong, Martial Soul Seven Treasure Glazed Pagoda, forty-first level auxiliary soul sect."

"Davis, Martial Soul White Tiger, Fifty-second Soul King."

……

"Everyone, please." Miss Rita doesn't seem to want to make a move early, and she doesn't seem to feel that her one-on-seven is a disadvantage.

….

Naturally, the Ontology Sect has nothing to be polite about.

"The Seven Treasures are famous, one is called: force.

"The Seven Treasures are famous, and the second is called: speed.

……

Six colored streamers flew from the dreamlike pagoda in Ning Rongrong's hand to the six members of the Ontology Sect, and the next moment, Davis and Zhu Zhuyun were already hugging each other.

The huge white Menghu appeared on the field, majestic.

And the other members of the Ontology Sect

It also quickly dispersed, approaching Rita from all directions.

"Bell~"

The scythe in his hand slammed into the ground, and a huge and strange beast head emerged from the ground.

It was a behemoth made of thunder.

The beast opened its mouth and was biting the white tiger above.

"Whew!" The white tiger's miserable howl instantly spread throughout the square, and thunder began to circulate on it.

The white tiger dissipated, leaving only two unconscious people lying on the ground.

The rest of the people aren't much better, that's a reality, and armor is certainly more than just the specific way it is used in the game.

Wolves, snakes, and owls, these illusory creations can certainly form more than one.

Ensure that everyone faces more than one plural thunder creation at the same time.

The results are equally obvious.

"The first team of the Ontology Sect is defeated!"

The results were announced by Yueguan.

Ning Fengzhi in the audience sighed regretfully, and sure enough, he stopped at the third, but it was not bad.

Then he looked high in the air, and the reward for first place was the prize.

There was a look of longing in his eyes.

A complete set of 100,000-year soul bones, a living 100,000-year soul beast, or a 100,000-year soul beast that Camelot has no opinion on.

And, the so-called token of the gods.

But then the greedy color in Ning Fengzhi's eyes dissipated.

If you can't get it with your ability, you can't grab it, right?

There are so many titles in the Martial Spirit Hall sitting here.

"In the last round, Camelot vs. the Immortal Blade!

"Prepare both!"

Yueguan didn't have any expression on his face, and he couldn't put on any special expression.

He knows.

The two people on the rostrum shrugged their shoulders, glanced at each other, and then looked helplessly at Qianyue in the center.

Bad taste is really heavy.

The blue comet and the golden streamer came to the square and looked at each other again.

There was no introduction to the salute session, because the moon pass had already flown away quickly.

He realized something.

"This blow pierces the stars!"

"Let the wind lead!"

You have to show your own excellence, right?

- Then the special effects are full!

Flames and winds began to envelop the square, until the cylindrical soul guides built around the square began to smoke and shake until they exploded!

The worshippers began to shoot and flew around the square, and the vast soul power gushed out, stabilizing the space and the grounds.

And in the wind and flames, the figures of the two games can no longer be seen clearly.

"Hiss~" The classic, gasping sound sounded.

A bunch of people are cooperative, and a bunch of people are really shocked.

This Nima is a soul saint?!

A move that collapsed the entire arena with one move, this is what the Soul Saint can do?

Or a reinforced arena.

Are you sure you're not mistaken?

Is this the level that the Soul Saint can reach?

Even if it's an ordinary Title Douluo, he can't make this move.

Moreover, seeing the cold sweat on the foreheads of several Martial Spirit Hall worshippers shows that it is not easy to suppress this fluctuation and expend energy.

In the contestant area, it is natural that they will be shocked.

It's still pretending, or it's really shocking.

And Gu Yuena had already turned her attention to Tang San.

It was not strange that shock appeared on Tang San's face, but the emotion in Tang San's eyes didn't seem to be shock, it was more similar to ecstasy.

"Hahahahahaha......"

Sure enough, the sound of wild laughter followed.

In this arena where there is only the sound of wind and flames, the laughter is small and not worth mentioning.

But it's so harsh, so ugly.

Everyone turned their gaze to Tang San, it was really harsh.

"Wuhun Palace, card

Merlot, Ontology, your end has come!"

At any time, the clown does not disappoint.

Tang San was looking forward to the frightened expressions on these people's faces, and the shocked emotions of these losers in their previous lives.

Then he saw only a bunch of indifferent looks.

But, it doesn't matter.

The terrible scream spread all over the arena, all over Wuhun City, and all over this world!

Blue blueberries