Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

"Yes, Po Qianjun's strength is said to be slightly inferior to Feng Yaorao, and he is also among the twenty geniuses. To be defeated so easily by him, Ling Xiao is really powerful."

"You seem to have overlooked one issue. Ling Xiao has not drawn his sword yet, and according to the data, he should be good at swordsmanship!"

"Hiss~~"

Hearing this, everyone at the scene took a deep breath.

It was so terrifying without the sword, but how terrifying it would be once the sword was used.

"Anyway, I think it's hard to tell this year's top twenty geniuses, and even the Sixth Prince of the Holy Dynasty. Until now, most of the young giants are hiding their strength. If they don't display their full strength, it's really hard for us to estimate their true position. ah."

"This is interesting and exciting. I like dark horses. What's the point of a static game?"

"Hahaha, not bad, I'm really looking forward to seeing if anyone can defeat the Holy Son Ji Mingkong in the end."

Perhaps it was because Po Qianjun's momentum just now was too provocative.

It may also be that Ling Xiao's coercion attracted too much attention.

Anyway, the battle between Ling Xiao and Po Qianjun really attracted the attention of many people.

After all, there are only five groups now, and there are only five competition stages left. With the help of the magic circle, it is relatively easy to pay attention to the battle on a certain competition stage.

Po Qianjun's martial soul transformation is surprising enough.

However, Ling Xiao's martial soul transformation was even more powerful.

What shocked everyone the most was that in the end, Po Qianjun lost the courage to fight when facing Ling Xiao. This is even more worthy of people's attention.

The battle may not be exciting, but it has twists and turns and is exciting.

In addition, Ling Xiao fits the image of Silk's counterattack in many people's minds, so when Ling Xiao defeated Po Qianjun, a lot of people talked about it.

Even because of this, Ling Xiao gained a large number of fans.

The ten groups of referees and one group of referees were stunned for a long time.

Afterwards, the referee from the tenth group sighed: "This guy really brings constant surprises to people. Just when you think you know him, he can surprise you again. I can't see through this guy."

A group of referees nodded and said: "He is indeed a terrifying young man. No wonder even the Holy Son is a little afraid of him."

Both of them are strong men in the Cave Heaven Realm, and they have seen too many young geniuses.

But compared with Ling Xiao, those people were almost ordinary people.

This Ling Xiao not only moves with ingenuity, but also has killer moves one after another, as if he will never run out of them.

A look of surprise flashed in the eyes of Hong Li, a disciple of the Bishui Palace, and Ling Xiao's performance made her somewhat interested.

But judging from Ling Xiao's current performance alone, it's not enough for her to take him seriously. Even if this interest lasts, how long it will last depends on Ling Xiao's next performance.

It is still unknown whether she is qualified enough to be the spice before she challenges the Sixth Prince of the Holy Dynasty.

After the Holy Son Ji Mingkong was surprised for a moment, he regained his composure. Ling Xiao's current strength could not pose the slightest threat to her.

If she had not had a verbal conflict with Ling Xiao in the Yuehua Sect, she would not have taken this person seriously at all.

"That loser Po Qianjun lost to such a nobody, it's really embarrassing." Qin Bixue of the Blood Knife Sect didn't take Ling Xiao seriously at all.

In his eyes, it wasn't that Ling Xiao was too strong, but that Po Qianjun was too useless.

Mo Wushang re-activated his magic eyes to observe Ling Xiao, and a deep light came out of his eyes. After a moment, he said coldly: "His strength is not bad, he should be able to enter the top twenty geniuses, but if he wants to enter the top ten , it’s just a dream, and it’s even more of a dream to attack the Sixth Young Master’s seat.”

Feng Yaoruo, who was standing next to him, smiled sweetly and said: "Mo Wushang, you take your own magic eyes too seriously. If you look down on that Ling Xiao, you will suffer a big loss."

She had seen Ling Xiao take action with her own eyes, and that scene was still deeply imprinted in her mind.

If possible, she really didn't want to fight Ling Xiao.

Although Mo Wushang's demonic eyes are terrifying, after all, they are just a kind of inheritance, and they are not invincible. How can they completely see a person clearly.

On the competition stage, Ling Xiao looked at Po Qianjun calmly and said, "You are very smart!"

Then, he turned around and walked off the competition stage.

If you dare to take action after breaking through thousands of troops just now, then you don't have to continue participating in the next game, because there will no longer be any chance.

Po Qianjun felt sad.

Only by actually standing on the competition stage can one truly feel how terrifying Ling Xiao is, and onlookers cannot understand it at all.

Ling Xiao's power is not limited to one point, he is powerful as a whole and is an almost perfect existence.

Martial arts!

Skill!

Judgment!

Martial spirit!

Sword intent!

Everything is far above him.

And he could also feel that Ling Xiao's strength was far more than that, and there should be something else that he had not yet displayed.

He also got off the stage, sat down despite the anger of the temporary person in charge of Tianlong Academy, and began to understand the battle just now.

"Trash, do you still have the right to continue sitting here?"

The temporary head of Tianlong Academy was furious.

"Why am I not qualified? Is it because I lost to Ling Xiao? It's ridiculous. Are your eyes used to vent your anger? He is more powerful than the Holy Son, so what's wrong with losing to him? "

Po Qianjun was not discouraged because he truly understood Ling Xiao's power.

"Trash is trash, why are you making excuses!"

The temporary person in charge roared angrily.

However, Po Qianjun no longer paid attention to him. He was just a temporary person in charge of the Heavenly Realm and he didn't dare to do anything to him. His master was much more powerful than this guy.

"I didn't expect that the devil's eye would make mistakes. We really overestimate Mo Wushang."

Among the same group, Liang Xiao said to Feng Renjie.

"That's right, the Demon Eye doesn't seem that scary, but this Ling Xiao actually defeated Po Qianjun. I'm afraid neither of us can be his opponent."

Feng Renjie frowned.

"Then use the soul-joining technique!"

Liang Xiao said suddenly.

"The art of combining souls!"

Feng Renjie said in surprise: "The art of combining souls is the fusion of the martial souls of two warriors into one. This is a secret method. After it is used, one of the warriors will temporarily lose his martial soul and all his strength and become an ordinary person. , and the other person will become extremely powerful."

"That's right, the Holy Son said he wanted to cause some trouble for Ling Xiao, it's up to you."

Liang Xiao nodded.

"It's better for you to go up. You have more skills and combat experience than me. I'll just give up."

Feng Renjie shook his head and said.

"Forget it, with the combined strength of the two of us, even the top ten warriors will be afraid of us, let alone Ling Xiao, I will definitely defeat him!"

Liang Xiao nodded.

Afterwards, the two of them walked to a secluded place and began the art of combining souls.

…

The game continued, and after some time, Liang Xiao and Feng Renjie appeared.

Feng Renjie announced his abstention on the spot, leaving the audience confused.

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