Nine Realms Sword Master

Hearing Man Honglong's words, the people next to him felt chills. It seemed that Man Honglong was really angry this time, but he didn't know if this white leaf could last until Man Honglong played.

Man Sun was completely crushed, which made many people terrified. How could a person without any soul power be so powerful? Really subverted everyone's worldview.

"The game is over, Bai Ye wins."

Seeing Mansun's miserable end, Qiaofeng recovered and shouted hastily.

All the judges looked serious and focused on the young people on the stage.

However, they didn't speak immediately, obviously wanting to continue to wait and see.

The enchantment flashed away again, and soon, the race number appeared.

"Contestant number one hundred and seventy-seven, Zhan Yao, fourth level of Absolute Soul Realm, representing the Tianhua Zhan family." Qiaofeng shouted.

Zhan Feiyan heard the sound and immediately walked towards Zhan Yao.

"Fifth brother, be careful, test and test this person's strength!"

"Brother, don't worry, how powerful can a person without soul power be? I'm not Mansun's trash who took shortcuts to advance to the fourth level. Let's see how I can defeat this guy."

After finishing speaking, Zhan Yao jumped and landed on the stage, his feet touched the ground, and the stage shook endlessly.

What an amazing force.

Zhan Yao was full of momentum and fighting spirit. He came to the stage haughtily and looked at Bai Ye haughtily, the provocation in his eyes was particularly obvious.

People were in high spirits, seeing Zhan Yao's momentum, maybe he was sure to defeat Bai Ye!

"Your boy is called Bai Ye, right?" Zhan Yao snorted and said, "You dare to come here without soul power. You are strong enough. Although you have some strength, it is obviously not enough. A person without a heavenly soul, No matter how strong his brute force is, it will be useless, the soul of heaven is the source of all power, and I will let you see later what is the strongest power."

The words are full of arrogance.

This kind of arrogant clown, Bai Ye has always been too lazy to refute, she shook her head slightly, did not make a sound, and waited quietly.

"Both sides are ready." Qiaofeng shouted and raised her hand: "The match begins!"

As soon as the words fell, the light above Zhan Yao's head suddenly lit up,

He drives with both arms, and the soul power is wrapped around his fists, just like two gloves.

Bai Ye glanced at his Heavenly Soul, it was in the form of a bear, and most of its soul power was dominated by domineering power.

"Your strength is great, but I don't know how many moves you can withstand in front of my strength?" Zhan Yao chuckled, and punched, and the punch suddenly appeared, and the strength was vigorous and powerful, breaking steel and breaking iron It must be easy.

Seeing that it was punched like a giant bear, Bai Ye couldn't help but think of the giant bear's attack in the beast relief, but the giant bear he felt at the beginning was domineering and ferocious, with a strong fighting spirit, far away Zhan Yao can compare.

I don't know now that the soul of the sky is lost, can it continue to use the fighting spirit comprehended by the beast relief?

On a whim, Bai Ye casually raised his fist and threw it at Zhan Yaozhi.

Fighting intent is not soul power, it is a kind of artistic conception just like killing intent, cold intent, mad intent, etc. This kind of artistic conception is extremely delicate, it is invisible and intangible, but it can be felt by people, and it is not a physical feeling, but a means on the spiritual level.

For example, the killing intent, the strong killing intent is like countless needles, countless swords, instantly stimulates the opponent, and makes the opponent tremble and fear, but the opponent can't see it at all, as if it doesn't exist, but he can clearly feel it in his heart . The same is true for fighting spirit, but it does not act on the opponent, but directly acts on oneself. A strong fighting spirit can fill one with fighting spirit, and with one punch, the power can often reach the peak of the limit, which is extremely terrifying.

The comprehension of the fighting spirit can definitely make the strength of the soul master undergo an unimaginable sublimation, but the fighting spirit is like a general trend, it is extremely difficult to comprehend, and the soul people who can touch the fighting spirit are extremely rare.

This punch shook head-on, Bai Ye and Zhan Yao retreated one after another.

Bai Ye carefully savored the ingenious power contained in the punch just now, analyzed the mystery of the fighting spirit he urged, and didn't pay attention to Zhan Yao at all, but Zhan Yao spat and sneered: "Stinky boy, strength It really is not easy! But what follows is not so simple, let you try my thirteen mad bear moves!"

After finishing speaking, with a loud roar, golden flames shot out from both fists, and he went towards Bai Yewu.

The flames blew out, and the golden light suddenly appeared. Terrifying fist strength and chilling soul power were intertwined, and the entire stage seemed to be controlled by this force.

However.

Bai Ye was immersed in this soul power, but it didn't affect it in the slightest. He dodged left and right to avoid the opponent's fist, but his sword eyes were slightly lowered, as if he was thinking about something.

However, people in the audience thought that Zhan Yao had the upper hand.

"It's too scary. Are all the members of Zhan's family so powerful? But Zhan Yao has such means."

"That guy kept dodging and couldn't attack anymore. Zhan Yao took the initiative, and the victory has already been decided!"

People talked a lot, but the more Zhan Yao beat his heart, the more angry he became, his fists were all empty, and his strength seemed to be hitting cotton, which was useless at all.

"Don't you have any other skills besides dodging? You have a kind of confrontation with me!!"

Zhan Yao's angry roar was like a bell.

Bai Ye, who was still in deep thought, froze for a moment, his eyes came back to his senses.

"What did you say?"

"I said you have the guts to fight me head-on, you trash, you can only dodge! What kind of ability!" Zhan Yao said angrily.

"Front?" Bai Ye raised his head, glanced at Zhan Yao, and said calmly, "Since you ask, then I will grant you!"

After finishing speaking, he raised his hand and moved his fist.

Whoosh!

It was like a bolt of lightning swaying across the stage.

The people below hardly noticed what happened, they saw Zhan Yao directly with both feet off the ground, flew out of the stage, fell heavily on the ground, and passed out.

punch...

The crowd that had just boiled was completely extinguished like a flame covered by ice water.

Game...over in an instant?

"Although boxing is domineering, it has no skill, and soul power is strong, but it has no essence. You can't comprehend fighting spirit much." Bai Ye murmured.

Qiaofeng and the audience are still in a daze.

The instant victory and defeat made many people's brains still in a state of shutdown. It took a while for people to regain their senses, and rustling voices came and went one after another.

"Just...what happened just now?"

"Did you see Bai Ye throwing a punch?"

"No... I didn't see anything, I only saw Zhan Yao flying out suddenly!"

"What the hell is going on here? Is this Bai Ye's way of fighting? Show the enemy weak, and then sneak attack?"

People were discussing and discussing, the scene gradually boiled over, feeling baffled by this miraculous battle, most people didn't even see Bai Ye punching!

"How is this son?"

At the judging panel, Huai Caiyu opened his squinted eyes first, and stared at a middle-aged man beside him.

"Stunning talent!" The middle-aged man whispered.

"Unfortunately, there is no Heavenly Soul." The old woman on the other end sighed slightly, her dim eyes filled with helplessness: "There is no Heavenly Soul, this is the biggest drawback, I have heard people who can't awaken the Heavenly Soul try to exercise The body takes the road of physical training, but these are heretics. The development space of physical training is too small. Once the strength of the body reaches the bottleneck in the later stage, it will be difficult to advance half a point. To contend, that is still a strong body who has cultivated for more than 50 years, this Baiye may have a bigger prospect than that body, but compared with the soul, it is really stretched."

"What Elder Chen said is very true. It is undeniable that Bai Ye is very strong, but he is a physical cultivator. We chose Chuzong as a substitute. He is a genius with unlimited future. Bai Ye's future...is not ideal, even if he Strong now, what about in the future? Whether it is Man Sun or Zhan Yao, they can compare to Bai Ye, let's see in ten years, who will win and who will be weaker!" The middle-aged man shook his head and said, with regret on his face.

Naturally, Bai Ye didn't hear what these Wanxiang sects were talking about. He closed his eyes and was still thinking about the fighting spirit that he had urged before to fight Zhan Yao. He was pleasantly surprised to find that the fighting spirit has nothing to do with soul power, and it can exist and practice alone Magical mood.

However, Qiaofeng was close to the judges' area, and she heard some of these words. Her surprised mood was somewhat disappointed, she looked deeply at Bai Ye, and sighed endlessly.

Without the soul of the sky, even if the brute force is strong... so what? The real genius behind should let you understand this, right?

Bai Ye lost another person, and the judges started to discuss it, which completely drove the audience crazy.

Could it be that the first Chuzong substitute is about to be born?

However... the judges eventually settled down and no results were announced.

jingle!

The enchantment flashed again.

The race number appeared again.

The representative of the Tianhua Wang family, the eldest and youngest of the Wang family took the stage.

But at this moment, Bai Ye completely closed his eyes this time.

You don't even need to fight with your eyes?

What does it mean? arrogance? arrogant?

For Bai Ye, these third- and fourth-level people of the Absolute Soul Mirror did not make him want to fight too much. He just used these people to explore the mysteries of fighting spirit.

The young master of the Wang family is good at dexterity, and his strength is not bad, but Bai Yeyang's speed is extremely fast, he missed several moves, and was finally knocked down by Bai Ye's punch.

The race number shakes again.

Fengshan sent senior brother to play.

He was still blasted out of the ring by Bai Ye's punch.

The representative of Qiyue Pavilion appeared on the stage, but he still couldn't survive a move. Bai Ye seemed to be as stable as a mountain, fixed on the ring, and could not come down. Anyone who went up to challenge him would return bitterly.

It took only half a stick of incense before and after, fifty-five people have already been defeated by Bai Ye, and they all used one punch.

The audience was already speechless in shock.

The judges also changed from regretful expressions to surprise and astonishment.

"It seems that we... miscalculated his strength?" The middle-aged man wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

"He seems to be... training with these people?" Huai Caiyu's eyes were vicious, and he finally realized something was wrong.

"Elder Huai, the rules of the competition must be changed, otherwise the final competition will be dominated by one person just like the previous one!" the old woman, Granny Chen, hurriedly said.

"Look again." Huai Caiyu Shen said.

Yue Qingwu was so shocked that she couldn't speak at the moment, her pink lips were slightly parted, her little hands were tightly clutching the skirt of her clothes, and she looked at the young man on the ring foolishly.

"This person... so powerful? No wonder he would say that to me, wanting me to have my cake and eat it..."

However, the front is full of impurities, and the real master has not yet appeared on the stage. Now that the impurities are eliminated, the remaining ones who have not been called are all powerful and talented people.

The audience at the scene fell silent, staring at the enchantment in unison.

Ding Long!

The race number reappeared.

Ninety-eight.

Everyone turned their eyes towards Yue's house in unison.

Flat knife.

His face froze, and he looked at the race number in his hand in astonishment.

"Young Master Ping, do you have the confidence to win against this person?" Yue Yanghao hurriedly asked Ping Yidao, the thing he was most worried about happened.

"Of course." Ping Yidao snorted and stood up.

Bai Ye was kicked out by Yue's family back then, although this matter was not big, it had spread, if Bai Ye defeated Ping Yidao on the stage today, wouldn't it be a slap in the face of his Yue family? Where should he put Yue Yanghao's face?

The same is true for Ping Yidao, after all, he had humiliated Bai Ye before.

"Judges, I have something to say!"

At this moment, Bai Ye who had been closing her eyes suddenly opened her eyes and shouted at the judges.

The whole audience was taken aback.

What is this man going to do?