This attack from Lin Xuan gave He Yingcai internal injuries. : /

When he fell to the ground, He Yingcai's head was covered, and the spirit in his body was chaotic and excited.

The scene just now puzzled him. He obviously attacked with his soul, but the other party was not affected.

Moreover, he also felt a strong soul power against him.

"Is he also a second-class inscription master?" He Yingcai's thought suddenly appeared in his mind.

However, he was quickly ruled out. Such a young second-class inscription master has never appeared in the history of the country, let alone a relatively backward Xia country!

As soon as he rolled, he quickly fled towards the rear.

But Lin Xuan didn't give him a chance to escape at all, and his palm protruded like lightning. He caught He Yingcai again.

"What?" Everyone was a little confused.

"Shameless, let go of the master!"

"mean!"

People in the Inscription Hall yelled loudly, and there was fire in their eyes.

But Xia Guo's warrior was very excited, and many people couldn't help shouting.

Before the start of the game, they were not less ridiculed by the filmmakers, and now they have the opportunity to return.

"Boy, you're offending me!"

He Yingcai was the elite of the Inscription Hall, where he had suffered such humiliation, and the opponent was a boy who was inferior to him in all aspects.

Soul power tumbled violently, a breath of terror permeated.

"Soul shock!"

The sharp voice sounded, followed by the power of the terrifying soul.

At this moment, the warriors near the No. 1 Yantai shivered, they felt a tremor from the soul, and the feeling seemed to be that the soul would go out at any time.

"Great, it's Brother He's soul trick!"

"That kid is dead! No one can escape the shock of Brother He's soul!"

Victorious expressions appeared on the disciples' faces.

In the stands, Elder He was also relieved.

"I didn't expect to use such a trick so quickly. If you can lose to this trick, you Xia Guo will be proud!"

Elder He's words surprised Elder Song and others. They naturally knew the power of the secret technique of soul concussion. For the middle recruiters, the soul of the lighter was severely damaged, and the heavy one may lead to direct death!

"Damn! Lin Xuan must be fine!" Elder Gu clenched his fists.

"Dead!" A vicious light appeared in He Yingcai's eyes, and Lin Xuan's behavior made him kill.

"cut!"

Feeling the pressure on the soul level, Lin Xuan's gaze was frozen, the rune in his left eye flashed, and the sword of the soul was quickly cut out.

Huh!

He Yingcai's soul attack was cut in half like a cloth.

"what"

With a scream, He Yingcai yelled, and Qiqiao bleed.

Huh!

Lin Xuan kicked him out of the field.

Quiet, absolutely quiet!

All the soldiers near the No. 1 Yantai were stunned and couldn't believe the reality in front of them.

But it's a soul shock, so easily broken?

"Brother He!" The man at the Inscription Hall turned back and hurried to He Yingcai.

Huh!

A figure quickly appeared and appeared beside He Yingcai.

This is an old man, it is Elder He of the Inscription Hall.

He reached out and turned around He Yingcai, his face suddenly gloomy.

"Huh, the old man is looking away!" Elder He looked coldly at Lin Xuan.

Feeling the pressure of the strong spirits, Lin Xuan's face was slightly pale, the dragon-shaped carved figure in his body glowed, and the big dragon sword intended to sing in his body.

Suddenly, Lin Xuan felt a force flooding his body, letting the pressure of the strong spiritual realm fade away.

"Elder He, pay attention to rules!"

The referee on the No. 1 ring came with a warning in his words.

Elder He glanced at Lin Xuan with a grudge, and then quickly took He Ying back to the stands to heal the wound.

"Elder Song, very good, very good!" Elder He said coldly, looking at Xia Guo.

"Assign!" Elder Song and others did not fear Elder He at all.

However, they were shocked from the bottom of their hearts, Lin Xuan's shot was too shocking.

"The winner, Lin Xuan!" Said the referee loudly.

Wow

An exclamation sounded, disciples of Xia Guo cheered and shouted, and disciples of the other two countries were somewhat faint.

In particular, the disciples in the Shadow Country were all overcast, and they could not bear the result.

"Lin Xuan, sigh ..." The black-robed young man in the Shadow Hall sneered, "I hope you won't let me down!"

This voice chilled some disciples nearby, and many people quietly moved away from the Heipao people.

The power of the young men in black robes has been seen, and the disciples in the Shadow Hall know the power of them.

Many disciples in the shadow country looked at Lin Xuan with hatred. As long as a black robe shot, Lin Xuan must lose!

"Lin Xuan, be careful." Wei Wei said worriedly.

Obviously, she felt the unusual atmosphere nearby.

"I'm fine. Be careful, you can't give up," Lin Xuan whispered.

Soul wounds are hard to heal, you have to think clearly.

Vivi nodded, she knew how powerful it was.

Sure enough, in the later games, the people at the Inscription Hall began to specifically target Wei Wei.

However, Weiwei's strength has reached the sixth level of Linghai, and her soul strength has reached the pinnacle of an inscription master.

Near the No. 1 Yantai, except for a few second-class inscription masters, few of her opponents were hers.

The game continued, and several second-grade inscription masters came on stage in order to easily defeat the opponent.

Gradually, the division of power among the parties appeared.

The first step was Lin Xuan, Heipao Ren, and several other second-class inscription masters. These people subdued their opponents within a few strokes.

However, the next game refreshed everyone's understanding of the black robe youth.

In the second round, the black robe youth Wuying played again. His opponent was Zhong Yu, the second-grade inscription master of the rain country.

The man in black robe swipes his hands to form a black rune in front of him, which contains horrible energy.

His opponent, Zhong Yu, was holding a round weapon covered with sharp gears.

The palm of the hand waved, and the circular metal gear flew out like lightning. On it, dozens of tiny blades flew out.

Zhong Yu's soul power surged, controlling the sky's flying sword, forming an all-round attack.

call!

The young man in black robe shook without a shadow and disappeared in place.

Ding Ding Ding!

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Zhong Yu couldn't make a single hit, and the soul force spread, and he immediately felt the position of the black robe youth.

"Behind it!" He turned abruptly, but greeted him with a black man.

Huh! Huh!

Like black lightning, it hits the round gear quickly.

A thumb-sized hole appeared, and the black mang passed through the metal and banged heavily on Zhong Yu's body.

Spiritual armor was penetrated, and a blood hole appeared in his body.

"Admit defeat ..."

Zhong Yu covered her wound and walked out of the ring in horror.

He has a feeling that if he doesn't admit defeat, he will probably die on the stage