People are in Douluo, start refining the soul-raising pill

In shock and confusion, one minute passed quickly...

After the referee recovered from his confusion, he announced the start of the game.

Following the referee's order, the two people on the Soul Fighting Stage started to move almost at the same time.

Feng Xiaotian's body accelerated almost instantly, and he rushed straight towards Yang Fan. The green light pulled out a long light and shadow behind him, and the speed was extremely strange.

At this moment, what flashed through Feng Xiaotian's mind was the scene of Huo Wu leaning against the window that night, stammering. Although he couldn't see anything clearly through the window, he could tell what the two were doing from their movements.

Thinking of this, his speed increased again!

At this time, his speed is not inferior to any agility attack type soul master!

At the same time that Feng Xiaotian rushed forward, the first soul ring on Yang Fan also lit up. With the increase of Feng Chi Dian Zhi's skill, his speed was as fast as a ray of light, and he met him without hesitation. Feng Xiaotian's attack.

The sharp wolf claws popped out of Feng Xiaotian's palm, and his angry eyes were locked on Yang Fan.

Before the two of them came into contact, his wolf claws had already been swung out, and ten semi-arc wind blades crossed and struck at Yang Fan with a harsh sound of breaking through the air.

Feng Xiaotian's first soul skill - Wind Blade Array!

Started!

Yang Fan did not stop because of Feng Xiaotian's attack. Instead, he speeded up again, and his body flashed quickly, and then he swayed.

Feng Xiaotian was surprised to find that he could not lock Yang Fan's aura at all!

"Is this... mental suppression?"

Before Feng Xiaotian could think about it, Yang Fan escaped Feng Xiaotian's wind blade formation without any damage.

The soul-breaking gun stabbed out sharply and headed straight for Feng Xiaotian!

Feng Xiaotian let out a wolf howl, and two wolf claws with cold light shot out at the same time.

"Ding--"

There was a sound like metal collision, and the powerful power of the soul-breaking gun forcibly cut off seven of the ten sharp-edged wolf claws.

The so-called ten fingers connected to the heart!

The break of his finger caused Feng Xiaotian's body to tremble violently, and he felt an incomparable pain spreading throughout his body from his fingertips.

"Sigh~~"

He took a deep breath and used his soul power to dissipate the pain as much as possible while maintaining a clear mind.

This bastard... is so strong!

With just one collision, Feng Xiaotian realized that he was no match for Yang Fan.

Is this the difference in level?

He doesn't agree!

Seeing the soul-breaking spear stabbing him again, Fengxiao Tianlang howled and immediately launched his first soul skill again without any hesitation.

Five wind blades erupted at the same time, and the wind blade erupted in the palm of his hand instantly grasped the tip of the soul-breaking spear that was thrust towards him, and immediately exploded with a series of sonorous explosions.

After this collision, Feng Xiaotian's body retreated like lightning, putting some distance away from Yang Fan.

After the two collisions, Feng Xiaotian calmed down, and reason gradually defeated anger!

From the two collisions, Feng Xiaotian could fully see the attack power of the Soul-Breaking Gun. If the fight continued like this, he would definitely be the loser.

As soon as Yang Fan's feet touched the ground, his body bounced up again. He didn't intend to give Feng Xiaotian any chance to breathe. He relied on the powerful attack power of the soul-breaking gun and stabbed it with lightning speed.

This time, his target is Feng Xiaotian's throat!

At this time, Feng Xiaotian's pupils shrank suddenly, and he had a strong premonition that once Yang Fan approached his body again and launched an attack, he would have no chance at all, and he would even be penetrated by the soul-breaking gun.

In the crisis, Feng Xiaotian's reaction became extremely fast, and his body jumped back suddenly. Although his speed was not as fast as Yang Fan, at least this could delay the tragedy of the soul-breaking gun penetrating his body.

When Feng Xiaotian stepped back, he no longer hesitated, and the second and third soul rings on his body lit up at the same time.

A pair of huge cyan wings stretched out from his back. At the same time, cyan light and shadow condensed on his back, which really looked like his martial spirit.

Against the backdrop of the huge and dazzling light and shadow, his body soared into the air, the wings behind his back flapped violently twice, and he had already flown into the sky.

Seeing Yang Fan's soul-breaking spear piercing the air, he felt temporarily relieved.

"flight?!"

The corner of Yang Fan's mouth moved slightly. Although he was not a flying soul master, he was really worthy of fighting in the sky.

With a slight movement of thought, a pair of sharp-tailed swift wings stretched out from his back, and after one beat, they quickly approached Feng Xiaotian.

Feng Xiaotian's martial spirit was a wolf, and he had the ability to fly after mutation, but how could his flying speed be as fast as Yang Fan's.

Yang Fan's speed was as fast as lightning, leaving a large afterimage behind him. Before Feng Xiaotian could counterattack, he had already stabbed him.

In desperation, Feng Xiaotian hurriedly dodged sideways, but all this... was still too late!

With a scoff, the soul-breaking gun penetrated his right shoulder, and the wings were also pierced.

Yang Fan's body quickly spun around in mid-air, and the soul-breaking gun was thrown down towards the soul-fighting platform below, and it hit Feng Xiaotian heavily on the soul-fighting platform.

Immediately afterwards, Yang Fan's body fell from the sky and kicked Feng Xiaotian down.

"boom--"

Feng Xiaotian only felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then he fell into a coma.

Even the referee outside the competition venue clearly heard the sound of broken bones.

The referee hurriedly came to the middle and announced the first round of the game. Tiandou Royal Academy won!

"This idiot Feng Xiaotian has brought it upon himself!"

"Yang Fan's kick just now was returned!"

"If I were Yang Fan, I would just step on his head and kick him hard!"

"..."

Throughout the game, everyone was talking and laughing, but no one sympathized with him.

After all, it was Feng Xiaotian who broke the rules from the beginning of this game. If the man whose ribs were broken by Feng Xiaotian was from their college, he would probably be so angry that the two colleges would start fighting now.

The teacher from Shenfeng Academy took a look at Feng Xiaotian’s injury...

Got it!

Broken ribs too!

It was even worse than the previous student from the Second Imperial Team.

But Feng Xiaotian had just broken the soul bone of a member of the Imperial Team [-], and the referee didn't say anything. Now that Yang Fan had broken Feng Xiaotian's soul bone, he couldn't even ask for an explanation.

The next game will become much easier!

Perhaps it was because Feng Xiaotian's tragic situation made the other members of the Kamikaze Academy fearful, or maybe it was the criticism and abuse of Kamikaze Academy from the participating colleges outside the venue.

Anyway, the next schools of Kamikaze Academy became timid and even had no fighting spirit after coming to power...

In this way, after one game, Yang Fan easily achieved the feat of one through seven!

Of course, this result still depends on the various small pills he has taken before to restore his soul power and physical strength, otherwise he may really be drained at this time.

Wuhun City, the Pope's Palace.

In the main hall, Bibi Dong was sitting on the Pope's chair, and a row of people stood under her, including Ju Douluo, Ghost Douluo, and the Golden Generation.

"How is the competition between the Tiandou Empire and Star Luo Empire going?"

There was a trace of laziness in Bibi Dong's calm tone.

For this competition, he can be said to be bound to win. There is no soul master at the soul king level in the two competition areas, so how can he compete with Wuhun Palace.

This is why she was so confident in taking out the soul bone as a reward!

"The knockout stages are over!"

"There are no overly strong academy teams in the Starfall Empire Division. Only the Star Luo Royal Academy team stands out."

"A soul master at the Quanhun Sect level, a level 47 white tiger soul master, a level 46 ghost cat soul master..."

As the captain, Xie Yue reported these things.

Although they have never participated in a game in this elite competition, they already know the various academy teams very clearly.

In his opinion, there is no opponent he can beat!

If you really want to say it, maybe the martial soul fusion skill of Netherworld White Tiger may cause them some trouble, but do you want to win them?

No chance!

"Ok!"

"What about the Tiandou Empire?"

Bibi Dong asked again.

"The competition on the Tiandou Empire's side is quite chaotic. Blazing Fire Academy should be the strongest team on their side."

"And the second team of Emperor Dou has made it to the finals this time!"

Regarding the situation in the Tiandou competition area, Xie Yue expressed that she could not understand.

He really didn't expect that a weak team like the Emperor's Team [-] could make it to the finals.

The most outrageous thing was that during the competition, the overall strength of this team was only one soul sect.

What nonsense!

"Oh?"

"So, Tiandou Royal Academy has two teams in this elite competition."

"What's the strength of their team?"

Bibi Dong stood up from the Pope's chair. The news caught her attention.

In her opinion, the second team can enter the finals, and the first team will definitely be stronger.

"Your Majesty the Pope!"

"The strength of Huangdou's first team is not that strong, and is even much weaker than that of Xingluo Royal Academy."

"The reason why the second team of Emperor Dou was able to advance to the finals was not because of their overall strength, but because they had a young soul master named Yang Fan."

"The latest news came from the master of the Tiandou Spirit Temple a few days ago. The spirit master named Yang Fan is a level 49 spirit sect and a member of the Po clan."

"He is the strongest soul master in the Tiandou Division of this elite competition!"

"..."

This time it was no longer Xie Yue who spoke, but Yue Guan.

He had just received news from the Tiandou Division two days ago, but he had no intention of reporting such insignificant news.

That bitch Saras keeps saying that a very strong soul master has emerged from the Tiandou Division!

No matter how strong you are, how strong can you be?

Can it still be better than their golden generation?

Moreover, he is also a member of the Po clan. This kind of person is a sworn enemy of their Wuhun Palace. It is impossible to get that kid to join.

"Broken Clan!"

Bibi Dong chuckled lightly and didn't take it to heart.

"You three can go down and get ready."

Bibi Dong said to Hu Liena and the others.

"Yes, His Majesty the Pope!"

The three members of the Golden Generation replied respectfully.

"Prepare?"

"What else are you preparing?"

"Should we prepare to absorb soul bones?"

Yan smiled confidently.

The reason why His Majesty the Pope prepared three soul bones was to give them to the three of them.

A 5-year-old wisdom skull is for Hu Liena, a control-type soul master, the 3-year-old left leg bone of Chasing the Wind is for Xie Yue, and the last [-]-year-old bursting burning flame The right arm bone was left to him.

His Majesty the Pope has already arranged everything for them!

"okay!"

"Don't be careless!"

"It's really going to fall over. You don't even have a place to cry."

Xie Yue scolded.

He also knew that these three soul bones were prepared for them. If they were given directly to them, he was worried that the other elders of Wuhun Palace or Bishop Platinum would be dissatisfied.

That's why it was sent to them indirectly through this elite competition reward method.

"Stop pretending, haven't you ever thought about what happens when you absorb soul bones?"

"I admit, I thought about it!"

Xie Yue smiled and nodded.

"Stop being poor, you two!"

"If we want to get these three soul bones, we still need to rely on our own abilities."

"According to what the Pope said, hurry up and go train!"

Hu Liena said.

"Listen to Nana!"

Although Xie Yue is the captain, among the Wuhundian team, Hu Liena's voice holds the heaviest weight.

After all, Hu Liena is a disciple of the Pope, and she also intends to train Hu Liena to be the next pope.

…………

Star Dou Great Forest.

"boom--"

A huge soul beast landed in front of Yang Fan.

It is a beautiful tiger that is more than 5000 years old!

"Boy, you are really lucky today!"

"This kind of soul beast is something you can't just expect to see."

Niu Gao wiped the sweat on his forehead. It took a lot of effort to catch this beast.

"Red Flame Ghost Tiger King!"

Yang Fan's eyes suddenly lit up. He knew this kind of soul beast. He had seen it in the Po Zhi Clan's gun catalog.

It is said to be one of the most suitable soul beasts for the soul-breaking gun!

Soul beasts like the Scarlet Flame Ghost Tiger King are the mutants of ghost tigers. On the Douluo Continent, not only the souls of soul masters can mutate, but even soul beasts can mutate under certain circumstances.

This kind of soul beast is a powerful soul beast that combines attack and speed!

Most importantly, this soul beast also possesses a powerful fire attribute.

"Okay, brat!"

"Everyone knows this kind of soul beast!"

Tai Tan also ran over and patted Yang Fan on the shoulder.

He has reached the final stage of this Soul Master Elite Competition, and according to his previous plan, he will naturally add a fifth soul ring to himself.

He simply came out when the knockout rounds were over, because if the finals started, he might not have time to go out and hunt the soul beasts.

I just didn't expect that as soon as he said he was going to hunt soul beasts, the patriarchs of the four families would follow him...

"You kid, give this beast a quick blow and absorb the soul ring!"

"With us old guys here to protect you, I'm sure everything will be fine!"

Niu Gao patted Yang Fan on the shoulder.

At this time, Yang Fan no longer hesitated. With a flick of his wrist, a sharp blade emitting cold light had already pierced the throat of the Scarlet Flame Ghost Tiger King.

The Scarlet Flame Ghost Tiger King gradually lost the breath of life during a violent struggle.

After about a while...

A black soul ring slowly rose from the body of the Red Flame Ghost Tiger King.

Yang Fan Panxi sat on the ground, waving his fingers gently, and guided the soul ring towards himself under the control of his thoughts.