Chapter 42

In the battles of his life, most of his opponents were at the level of Soul Emperor or above. Even if he encountered some low-level Soul Masters, he would be killed instantly. Where could he estimate the power of a quasi-Soul Venerable Master.

The battle with the elder brother Xie Yue is not a battle.

Seriously, Xieyue is estimated to have been cremated by now, and Hu Liena has slashed with herself.

But if he loses, he will be despised by Xieyue. At that time, he tried his best to control himself so that he could win Xieyue without hurting Xieyue.

For his relatives, Situ Han can stop, but these people who have nothing to do with him, Situ Han can't control it.

But fortunately, the strength has restrained a little, and there is no direct death like the soul master who used the meteor hammer, not even a complete corpse.

The imbalance in his power control made Situ Han aware of his current shortcomings, and he was determined to train himself well in this assessment.

After one battle, the rest was a long wait. However, to Situ Han's surprise, he actually found Yan's figure in this arena.

"Isn't it too boring?"

An hour later, the first round of battle was over, and there were only 60 people left in front of each ring. The token was drawn again, and Situ Han drew the number one. Looking at the opponents on the stage, he felt that he didn't have to wait. The excited Situ Han became even more excited because one of his opponents was Yan.

Situ Han smiled and said, "I didn't expect to meet again. Are you admitting defeat or being beaten by me?"

"Don't think that you have any self-created soul skills and feel that you are invincible in the world. Do you know how I survived these seven days? In order to defeat you, I have undergone severe training, and now I am no longer the same as I was seven days ago. It's me."

Yan had a proud demeanor, and his eyes were full of confidence, completely forgetting the scene where he had kneeled many times.

Looking at the two spirit rings on Yan's body, the audience on the side couldn't help but say, "Who is this person? It's just a great spirit master with two spirit rings. Does he also have his own spirit skills?"

The scene of Situ Han defeating Soul Venerable with a single move of the Soul Master level is still in front of his eyes. Nowadays, more people are optimistic about him possessing his own soul skills.

I don't have much hope for Yan, whose body shape is almost the same as that of the Soul Venerable after the fusion of martial arts.

After all, Situ Han is someone who can defeat Soul Venerable with one move. How capable can a great Soul Master Yan be?
With a snap, the head of the complaining spectator was slapped hard, "You don't even know such a superb martial spirit as the flame lord, you still have the face to watch the game here!"

The person who was beaten was also good-natured. He was not angry at all. Instead, he asked humbly: "Flame Lord Martial Spirit? What kind of Martial Spirit is this?"

"The Flame Lord Martial Spirit is an ancient Martial Spirit. It is one of the strongest Martial Spirits known. It has the attributes of both fire and earth. The ability to awaken a Martial Spirit of this level is also a side reaction to this young master. Qualities." The man boasted quite contentedly.

"Since both of them have two skills, it's hard to say who will die."

Just as the man's voice fell, Situ Han had already released his own soul skill, and he was annihilated.

This time, in order to maximize Yan's value, Situ Han only used ten percent of his strength.

Just now, Yan saw the end of the bear brother, and hurriedly used his second spirit ability, Granite Rock.

With a tear, the clothes on Yan's upper body shattered instantly, and his muscles bulged like granite, but in an instant, his body swelled again, even more majestic than Wells, the bear martial soul just now.

With a bang, the three-meter-long sword qi only caused a spark on Yan's body, and did not cause any substantial damage.

"Is this Situ Han delusional? Why is the self-created soul skill so rubbish, did you just take drugs?"

"Referee, I want to report that Situ Han has obviously taken Dali Pill just now. Otherwise, how could he defeat our little black bear." A girl who weighed at least [-] kilograms cried.

Yan, who was still a little scared just now, saw that Situ Han's attack did no harm to him at all, and the only trace of bottom line left in his heart suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"You used all your soul power in the move you just defeated the black bear, right now you have no soul power in your body, Situ Han, I advise you to kneel down and beg for mercy now, and put Hu Liena and that The unknown little beautiful girl gave it to me, otherwise, the fate of the black bear just now will be your fate." Yan folded his arms with his arms, and said arrogantly.

Situ Han shouted angrily, "You're so damn good!"

Endless Sword Intent erupted, breaking the air and flying out again.

Under the blessing of the first soul skill, the crystal blue sword energy had already attacked Yan's body in the blink of an eye.

After taking Situ Han's attack forcibly, Yan was sure that Situ Han lacked soul power in his body. Although this attack was a little more powerful than it seemed before, it was only bluffing.

Therefore, Yan was not prepared at all, instead, he opened his hands, defenseless, and took Situ Han's attack again.

puff!
The rock in front of Yan's chest fell off, and a sword wound of dozens of centimeters was carved on Yan's body, and blood kept spurting out of Yan's body.

"You, you cheated me!" Yan pointed at Situ Han in disbelief, full of regret.

If he dodges or condenses some soul power to resist, he will not end up with a serious injury at the beginning.

Seeing that Yan was still able to speak, Situ Han now regretted that he didn't do the heavy lifting. He only used [-]% of his strength just now.

It seems that 20% of the power is enough to seriously injure a soul master of more than [-] levels. Situ Han secretly recorded the degree of force in his heart, and he will fight like this in future fights.

It's not very good to beat people to death all the time, of course, except for someone like Yan who is courting death.

As for Yan's identity, the people above made a special account of it. Kafaer hurriedly asked with concern: "Young Master Yan, why don't you admit defeat first, now that you have no real fight, you should go to heal first, If the foundation is damaged, it will be bad."

After [-] days of hard training just to be able to take revenge today, how could Yan bear it.

As the number one dude in Wuhun City, he kicked the referee with one kick, "This young master's affairs are something that this trash soul saint can manage."

In this Spirit City, he was not afraid of anyone except the titled Douluo, who made his father a platinum bishop with only the status of the Pope.

Today, the position of Pope is vacant, and his father is one of the most powerful people in Wuhun City.

A small soul saint, he has not yet paid attention to it.

(End of this chapter)

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