“……”
Qian Renjue finished his low murmur.
The Star Luo representative was about to say something more.
But the soul master teams belonging to the Heaven Dou Empire suddenly fell silent.
“What's going on?!”
They could clearly feel that they seemed to be locked onto by an invisible aura, making them feel somewhat apprehensive.
In an instant.
At the center of Qian Renjue's brow, a purplish-black light bloomed.
Almost engulfing the entire plaza.
Just then.
All the team members of the Heaven Dou Empire felt a sense of weightlessness sweeping over their bodies.
The world alternated between black and white before their eyes, and when they reappeared!
They had unknowingly found themselves standing on the outer edge of the encirclement in the center of the plaza.
“哗——!”
Everyone, including the Papal Hall's Guardian Knights, couldn't help but exclaim in an uproar.
Even the Pope and the others couldn't help but change their expressions.
Sword Douluo almost couldn't stay seated and was about to stand up.
Pa!
Ning Rongrong was dumbfounded, and the gem in her hand fell to the ground.
“What's going on?!”
“It's him! The Spirit Hall Saint did it. How did he do it?”
“He didn't even activate his spirit.”
“What kind of soul skill is this? I've never heard of it before!”
“……”
Amidst the noise, almost no one noticed.
Qian Renjue's face turned pale, then instantly became rosy again.
Almost returning to his peak condition.
Forcibly making the other party undergo spatial transfer consumed too much.
Not only soul power, but also mental power was instantly depleted.
If it weren't for the first soul skill.
Reversing his own time by five seconds, Qian Renjue would have been unable to fight any longer.
Fortunately.
The cultivation levels of the surrounding soul masters were not high.
Qian Renjue closed his eyes and chuckled, ignoring the surrounding discussions.
He put down his hand and spread his palm in front of him.
Speaking calmly:
“Everyone, now you can start, and do your best to beat me up.”
“……”
All the participating soul masters were silent.
They no longer held any hope of defeating Qian Renjue.
Their so-called title of genius.
In front of Qian Renjue, it was just a slightly bigger joke.
“It's over, it's all over!”
The Star Luo Empire's representative staggered.
Just now, he thought that the Spirit Hall Saint was afraid of losing.
Only now did he realize.
The Spirit Hall Saint wasn't afraid of losing at all.
He was afraid of winning too easily, afraid that the shock he gave them wouldn't be big enough!
“Haha…”
Ning Rongrong giggled, Ning Fengzhi hadn't recovered yet and didn't have time to stop her.
“Saint Brother is so handsome! Even more handsome than Sword Grandpa!”
Ning Rongrong was so happy that she almost jumped up.
Sword Douluo, standing next to Ning Fengzhi, had a slightly darkened expression.
That was good praise.
Why did you have to bring up your Sword Grandpa?!
At Qian Renjue's signal, the red-clothed bishop put away the surprise in his eyes.
Reminding:
“Everyone, get ready, the competition… begins!”
Hearing the order.
The geniuses who had been suppressed for a long time seemed to have found an outlet for their emotions.
Some people kept roaring and encouraging each other.
“Everyone, even if we are going to lose, we should lose with understanding.”
“See his spirit and spirit rings!”
“That's right!”
“……”
“Let's go! Activate our spirits!”
Buzz!
More than one hundred and forty soul masters, on that plaza, surrounded Qian Renjue.
Summoning their spirits and spirit rings.
That light made the surrounding Guardian Knights couldn't help but feel surging emotions.
That roar was a true reflection of everyone's hearts.
If they were to be completely defeated.
And still not be able to see the other person activate their spirit and show their spirit rings, then it would be too much of a failure.
They would no longer have the face to be regarded as geniuses!
“Third Soul Skill, Thunder's Fury! Fourth Soul Skill, Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon's Swiftness!”
“Fourth Soul Skill…”
“……”
The sounds of various soul skills were deafening.
Qian Renjue looked at the person who roared and made the first move, a smile flashed in his purple eyes.
A genius from the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon clan, huh.
Truly proud.
“Senior Brother! Go!”
Hu Liena stood on the edge, letting out a delicate shout.
“Saint Brother… ah ooh!”
Ning Rongrong couldn't help but want to add fuel to the fire, but Ning Fengzhi covered her mouth.
Just now, the surroundings were chaotic and no one noticed.
But it's always good to be careful, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School still needs to act a bit.
Maybe it can play a key role in the future.
“Sword Uncle…”
Ning Fengzhi turned to look at Sword Douluo, before he could start asking.
Sword Douluo said in a deep voice:
“It's a spatial ability, a more refined application than Old Bone's.”
“There seems to be something else too…”
Sword Douluo looked at Qian Renjue, who was about to be engulfed by various attacks, and muttered to himself.
He did notice just now.
That after Qian Renjue used that move, the aura on his body became extremely weak.
But in an instant, it returned to its peak.
He couldn't understand.
But Bibi Dong knew this clearly, her eyes filled with some heartache.
But more of it was pride and self-esteem.
With this battle.
The name of her Spirit Hall Saint will resound throughout the soul master world.
Liu Erlong's face was flushed.
Qian Renjue's strength made her extremely excited, sharing honor and disgrace.
Buzz!
A powerful and thick hurricane swept around Qian Renjue.
Mixed with terrifying lightning.
The traces of attacks on his body disintegrated under the vibration of that lightning.
Changing trajectory under the discharge of those hurricanes.
“Ah——”
While many soul masters defended and dodged the attacks.
Only a very few could notice that an electric net began to appear on the ground under their feet.
That electric net circled and circled.
Constantly vibrating.
The soul power in their bodies actually vibrated with it, and even releasing soul skills was hindered.
After the Heavenly Thunder Shock.
Closely following was the group attack skill that Qian Renjue mastered.
Thousand Lightning Flash!
Dark clouds of lightning accumulated in the air, suddenly exploding.
Those lightning bolts fell like rain.
Everyone was eager to defend, and had no chance to attack Qian Renjue at all.
“Damn it, how could this be! Ah——”
The captain of Thunder Academy was sent flying by Qian Renjue.
While they accepted the lightning baptism.
Qian Renjue strolled leisurely, relying on spatial teleportation, no one could catch him.
Finishing off those decent Soul Sovereigns.
And using telekinesis to clean up those soul masters who were still struggling to death.
In order not to cause unnecessary casualties.
Qian Renjue only controlled his attacks within the range that Soul Grandmasters could withstand.
Only causing shock, but not burning them to a crisp.
“He's over here.”
“It's this way!”
“……”
The teachers of those academies.
Watching their own students like headless flies, covered their eyes and couldn't bear to look directly.
The Spirit Hall Saint was much stronger than they imagined!
How could this be described as a Soul Saint?
Even a Soul Douluo wouldn't be an exaggeration!
With this Saint in the Spirit Hall, it will be enough to prosper for hundreds of years!
If you add those special soul tools.
This world… is going to be in chaos!
“Ah——”
Qian Renjue floated in the air, after knocking down the members of Divine Wind Academy.
He couldn't help but be stunned.
“The one I just knocked down… seems to have a two-headed wolf?”
“Never mind… forget it.”
“Ah——”
Under the numb gazes of many academy teachers and representatives.
Inside the plaza.
Only Qian Renjue was still standing in it.
Moans filled the air, rolling in pain, some were even sleeping peacefully.
In contrast to Qian Renjue.
Only his breathing seemed slightly hurried.
This soul master competition was completely prepared by the Spirit Hall to promote the Saint's name.
A stage built for the Spirit Hall to display its power in the soul master world!
Letting those special soul tools become display racks for the swords hanging over the heads of major forces.
But no matter what.
This soul master competition has undoubtedly come to a complete end.
The champion belongs to the Spirit Hall.
It belongs solely to him!
“The competition is over, the winner of this match… is His Highness, the Spirit Hall Saint!”
The red-clothed bishop excitedly announced to all directions.
“Long live the Saint!”
A voice came from who knows where, igniting the entire plaza.
“Long live the Saint, long live the Saint!”
“Long live Saint Brother…”
I wish you all a happy life!
