Jun Xuehan listened to Chenxin's words of agreement, looked at Xue Qinghe, and asked loudly: "His Royal Highness the Prince, can we have a competition outside?" ”

Xue Qinghe nodded gently and said, "This is naturally possible, but it's just a competition, just point to it." ”

Hearing this, Jun Xuehan and Chenxin both got up and walked towards the outside of the palace.

Xue Qinghe, Ning Fengzhi, and Ning Rongrong also got up at this time and walked towards the palace, as if they were ready to see the excitement.

Jun Xuehan and Chenxin were outside the palace, found a wide place, stood opposite each other, and looked at each other quietly.

A burst of silver light appeared in Jun Xuehan's hand, and the martial soul silver dragon spear appeared in his hand, one yellow, two purple, one black, and four soul rings.

An aura that belonged to the Four-Ring Soul Sect emanated from Jun Xuehan's body. The silver dragon spear in Jun Xuehan's hand was just waved slightly, and the spear flowers bloomed around the tip of the spear.

Seeing this, Chenxin nodded slightly, as if in approval.

Martial Soul: Seven Killing Sword, appeared in Chenxin's hand, two yellow, two purple, five black, and nine soul rings, constantly flickering at his feet.

A kind of self-respecting momentum spread out from Chenxin's body, and his sword-like gaze met Jun Xuehan's silver eyes.

The two looked at each other for a while, their bodies moved almost at the same time, the sword light flickered, the shadow of the gun was vertical and horizontal, and the silver dragon spear and the seven killing swords collided together, making a clanging sound.

Jun Xuehan and Chenxin, neither of them used any soul power, and they only used pure spearmanship, sword moves, and their perception of artistic conception.

Dusty Heart's attack is very powerful, and decades of rich experience make him feel the strength of Jun Xuehan's attack the moment he fights with Jun Xuehan.

The attack strength of the Soul King realm!

In the realm of the Soul Sect, without using soul power and soul skills, the attack power of the Soul King realm can burst out.

If he used soul power and soul skills, his strength should be no less than that of an optimally equipped soul emperor. Fengzhi said that he is the mountain in the younger generation, and he is the existence that the younger generation looks up to, which is true.

Chenxin sighed in his heart, but the Seven Kills Sword in his hand didn't seem to be slow, and when he interrupted Jun Xuehan's attack, he was even more able to launch a fierce offensive.

But in fact, Chenxin still underestimated Jun Xuehan's strength, Jun Xuehan used to be able to suppress a Soul Emperor realm, the best configuration of the evil soul master. If it weren't for the fact that the two evil soul masters had martial soul fusion skills, Jun Xuehan wouldn't need to use the Reverse Scale Killing Divine Spear.

But even if it was a competition without using soul power, Jun Xuehan still fell into an absolute disadvantage. Although neither side used soul power, Dusty Heart was a Super Douluo, and his strength, speed, and reaction power were above Jun Xuehan's Soul Sect.

And the only thing that is stronger than the dust heart is in the quality of the martial soul. The quality and attack power of the Silver Dragon Lance are above the Seven Kills Sword of the Dust Heart, but the soul power and realm gap between the two are too big, even if the quality and attack power of the Silver Dragon Lance are stronger than the Seven Kills Sword, it will not help.

Every time the Silver Dragon Spear and the Seven Killing Sword collided, the power fed back from the Silver Dragon Spear shocked Jun Xuehan's arm a little numb.

Jun Xuehan's eyes watched Chenxin swing the Seven Killing Sword, and a scene was automatically simulated in his mind. Every time I remember the action of Dusty Heart wielding the Seven Kills Sword, I will use my own spear skills to simulate it in my mind, looking for flaws in Dusty Heart's moves.

But as time goes by, no matter how Jun Xuehan simulates in his mind, he comes to only one conclusion, and that is to lose. Because Dusty Heart is not only stronger than him in terms of strength, speed, and reflexes, but even his swordsmanship is also above his spear skills.

Although the half-step artistic conception and the real artistic conception seem to be not much different, the actual gap is very different.

The spear flowers bloomed, the spear shadows were vertical and horizontal, the silver dragon spear was flexible and changeable, and the nine spear shadows pressed down towards the dust heart. And Chenxin looked at the shadow of the attacking gun, and slashed out with seven kills in his hand, accurately slashing at the tip of the silver dragon spear, and with just one sword, he broke all of Jun Xuehan's moves, and then launched a fierce attack.

The sound of tinkling and tinkling kept ringing in the field.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Jun Xuehan who was competing, couldn't help but nod lightly with satisfaction, and said, "Although there is only one word difference between genius and Tianjiao, the gap between the two is extremely huge. ”

One genius may appear among a hundred or a thousand people, but among a hundred geniuses or a thousand geniuses, there may not be a single genius.

That's the difference between the two.

Xue Qinghe listened to Ning Fengzhi's words, although he was silent on the surface, he was very happy in his heart, the people he valued were not comparable to those ordinary geniuses.

"Rongrong, what do you think of this Jun Xuehan who competes with your sword grandfather?" Ning Fengzhi looked at the competition and asked casually.

Ning Rongrong listened to his father's words, blinked his eyes, and said with some unhappiness: "The face is impeccable, and the talent is also very high, but the personality is as cold as an ice cube, and there is no one in his eyes." ”

When Ning Rongrong said that there was no one in his eyes, he bit these four words very hard.

When Jun Xuehan came to the palace, there were only four people in the palace. Jun Xuehan greeted everyone else more or less, but only turned a blind eye to her, which made Ning Rongrong very unhappy.

In the Seven Treasure Glazed Glass Sect, she grew up under the care of the two Titled Douluo, Sword Douluo and Bone Douluo, when had she ever been so neglected.

"No one in sight? I don't think so, people gather by like, things by groups, isn't it normal for a Tianjiao to have his own arrogance in his heart? Xue Qinghe listened to Ning Rongrong's words and said a little casually.

Ning Rongrong glanced at Xue Qinghe next to him with dissatisfied eyes, but he didn't answer Xue Qinghe's words, and quickly withdrew his gaze.

Ning Fengzhi smiled and said, "Rongrong, you all belong to the younger generation, you can communicate more if you have nothing to do, communicate, it's rare to be so proud of him now." Although his personality is cold and arrogant, as Qinghe said, it is normal for a Tianjiao to have his own arrogance in his heart. ”

"And although he is proud, he is not arrogant, not to mention that he has the qualifications to be proud, and he has the qualifications to be proud. Rong Rong, there is not much difference in age between you and him, but your current soul power is only a great soul master in his twenties, and he is a soul sect in his forties. ”

"And he has a soul ring that surpasses the best configuration, and has the ability to fight beyond the level, do you still think that he has no one in his eyes?"

(End of chapter)