Tang Sanqiang endured the severe pain on his body, adjusted his position in mid-air, retracted the Blue Silver Grass Martial Soul, and released his second Martial Soul: Haotian Hammer.

The Haotian Hammer Martial Soul appeared in Tang San's hands, and the soul ring under his feet also turned into black, black, black, black, black at this time.

The five thousand-year-old soul ring kept flickering under Tang San's feet, and the Haotian Hammer was lifted high with the downward trend, smashing towards Jun Xuehan from top to bottom.

Looking at the five 10,000-year soul rings under Tang San's feet, the entire Fighting Soul Arena let out an exclamation, and the noisy sound echoed throughout the Fighting Soul Arena.

"Twin martial souls, all of them are 10,000-year soul rings!"

"The battle between the Scorching Academy and Shrek Academy is really interesting, two inconspicuous academies, and as a result, the students in them are stronger than the other."

"This one should have been lost, the gap between the soul rings of the two people is a bit big, Shrek Academy, but five 10,000-year soul rings, and the Burning Academy, although it is also beyond the best configuration, but there are only two 10,000-year soul rings."

"It's hard to say, but there are still seven people in the Scorching Academy who haven't played. In Shrek Academy, the remaining two people are auxiliary soul masters, so the victory should still belong to the Scorching Academy. ”

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"Haotian Hammer, is it from Haotian Sect?" Ning Fengzhi's eyes looked at the Fighting Soul Platform below, and a gleam of essence flashed quietly in his eyes.

"Twin martial souls, five 10,000-year soul rings, the lowest soul ring is about 10,000 years old, and the highest is only about 25,000 years. It's a pity that a twin martial soul has been raised. Xue Qinghe looked at Tang San's soul ring configuration, and there was a sneer in his eyes that flashed.

Twin martial souls, the configuration of five 10,000-year soul rings, although it looks shocking, but in fact, it belongs to the practice of pulling seedlings to help grow.

If the twin martial souls continue to cultivate normally, it is not impossible that the soul rings that can be attached to the second martial soul can at least be all soul rings of more than 70,000 years, or even all of them are 100,000 years of soul rings.

And Tang San's current second martial soul, among the five soul rings attached, the lowest age is about 10,000 years, and the highest age is only about 25,000 years, this age is really a little too low for twin martial souls.

And also face the problem of twin martial souls, soul rings backlash, if this problem is not solved, when the soul rings attached to the two martial souls reach a certain number, they will explode and die.

Therefore, Tang San's twin martial souls, from a comprehensive point of view, are not much different from being cultivated and abolished.

At the entrance of the Fighting Soul Arena, an old man with white hair was walking unhurriedly with a girl wearing a long white dress with skin as tender as a lychee.

"Grandpa Jian, Dad, he's really right, he didn't wait for me, he came to see the competition by himself." Ning Rongrong followed Chenxin's side and said with some dissatisfaction.

"Who told you to break through the bottleneck of level 30 the day before the big game. If you cultivate a little harder, it won't take you two years to increase your sixth-level soul power. There was a faint smile on Dusty Heart's face, and there was a gentle voice in her voice.

"Seven, it's seven! I'm not a Battle Soul Master, and in two years, the soul power that has increased by seven levels is no longer full. And it's very boring to keep cultivating. Ning Rongrong emphasized his soul power again, and his voice seemed a little indifferent.

"Haha, okay, Rong Rong is level seven, Grandpa Jian just remembered it wrong." Dusty looked at Ning Rongrong dotingly, and took her straight towards the position of your guest seat.

On the Fighting Spirit Platform, the Silver Dragon Lance and the Haotian Hammer collided together, and the energy ripples were centered on the collision of the Silver Dragon Lance and the Haotian Hammer, spreading to all sides.

Tang San's hands continued to exert force, trying to use his strength to overwhelm Jun Xuehan in front of him. After all, the Haotian Hammer Martial Soul is best at strength, and even in the soul master world, it has the reputation of being the first in strength.

And Jun Xuehan felt that the strength of the Haotian Hammer was constantly improving, and the power in his hand was also rising, and he always maintained a state of parity with Tang San.

In the process of the two of them's desperate strength, the seven Eight Spider Spears behind Tang San's back stabbed out in an instant, and the Eight Spider Spears that flashed with cold light stabbed straight into Jun Xuehan's chest.

His Eight Spider Spear had a highly poisonous presence on it, and it was also a mixture of poisonous poisons, so Tang San was sure that as long as he stabbed Jun Xuehan, or even left a wound on Jun Xuehan's body, the victory in this game would be his own.

Jun Xuehan looked at the eight spider spears that stabbed, the look in his eyes did not change at all, the silver light flashed on his body, and the soul bone: silver scale armor appeared on his body.

Seven eight spider spears stabbed on the silver scale armor, making a tinkling and clinking sound, and they couldn't be pierced at all, let alone leave a wound on Jun Xuehan's body.

"It's... This is an external soul bone, and you actually have an external soul bone! Tang San looked at the silver scale armor on Jun Xuehan's body, his eyes full of surprise.

"You can have an external soul bone, why can't I have it?" Jun Xuehan chuckled, and a huge force burst out in his hand.

The originally flat situation was broken in an instant, and Tang San's body took three steps back before he could stabilize his body.

Jun Xuehan withdrew the outer soul bone, the silver dragon spear in his hand trembled slightly, and his figure was like a ghost, and he attacked directly.

The five soul rings on the Haotian Hammer didn't surprise him much, after all, he had speculated just now.

Tang San tightened the Haotian Hammer in his hand, the Ghost Shadow Trail and the Purple Extreme Demon Pupil, and unleashed it, cooperating with the Eight Spider Spears of the Outer Soul Bone behind him, fighting with Jun Xuehan.

The figures of the two of them were very fast, and even there were faint afterimages on the Fighting Soul Table, Haotian Hammer, Eight Spider Spears and Silver Dragon Spears collided together, and the sound of tinkling and dinging kept sounding on the Fighting Soul Table.

And the speed and strength of the two of them were gradually improving, and with the continuous fighting, Tang San felt that Jun Xuehan was as if it was an abyss, unfathomable.

No matter how much he improved his speed and strength, and even cooperated with the Eight Spider Spears, he always maintained a level with Jun Xuehan, and he couldn't gain the upper hand at all.

"Are the five 10,000-year soul rings on your Haotian Hammer the source of your self-confidence?" Jun Xuehan's silver eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked softly.

"So what? Jun Xuehan, your current strength is not stronger than mine, and we are only half a catty to eight taels now. The Haotian Hammer in Tang San's hand swung out violently and smashed into the stabbing silver dragon spear.

"Half a catty against eight taels, you are really confident enough." In Jun Xuehan's hand, an unparalleled force erupted violently, and the smashed Haotian Hammer flew out with Tang San.

(End of chapter)