At the promotion competition, everyone had a heavy expression on their faces.

Although the outcome of each game will not deprive them of qualifications for the finals, those who have made it this far are the elites among their peers.

After getting to know each other's details through the promotion rounds, the finals are destined to be a naked and fierce battle.

"It's our time."

Seeing the last soul master on the ring being carried off, Xiliu, who represented Canghui College, stood up slowly and walked towards the ring without much conversation.

Their opponent is Barak Academy, which represents the Kingdom of Barak,

Under Su Yuntao's instructions to announce that the contestants were on stage, Xiliu with a cold face held the thunderstorm surrounded by murderous aura in his hand and came to the center of the ring like a bad wolf.

"I'll go... The opening scene is Wang Zha?"

Ron, who represented the Balak Kingdom, swallowed nervously. When he saw Shiliu standing in the middle of the ring with a bad look on his face, his instinct made him tighten his grip on the Wuhun wand in his hand.

They had some understanding of the madman in front of them. He was a madman who went straight to the vital point in the Tiandou Imperial City Division Qualifiers.

I thought that the opponent would send Tsuna Wan, who had already figured out the details, to fight in the opening game. However, I never expected that Canghui Academy would send out this murderer in the first game.

"Soto City, Diagon Alley?"

Shiliu observed his opponent coldly. After seeing the wand spirit in the opponent's hand, Shiliu couldn't help but think of Diagon Alley in Soto City.

Most of the soul masters' spirits there are wands or magicians. Similar to the Fang family's Gu insects, the spirits themselves have no attack power, but have an extra bonus in releasing the spirits.

"Gulu~Yes."

Ron swallowed again and replied,

However, Su Yuntao had no intention of chatting with the two. After seeing that both parties were emotionally stable, he immediately announced that the game had officially begun.

"I used to destroy three wand soul masters in the Soto City Soul Fighting Arena. I must be very unlucky."

Shiliu used the calmest voice and said words that made Ron's spine shiver and his palms sweat.

After the words ended, Xiliu didn't hesitate at all. The soul ring under his feet lit up, and a scarlet sword energy appeared on the blade.

Pfft!

The tip of the knife stabbed out quickly, honing the skill thousands of times. Even though it was only the simplest attack, it already burst out with extraordinary power.

The airflow on both sides of the blade was instantly shattered by the burst of sword energy, making a sonic boom sound. Shiliu, who had entered the fighting state, had eyes as sharp as the blade in his hand.

His eyes were fixed on the wand in Ron's hand. He had fought with soul masters of this kind of martial spirit and knew the characteristics and drawbacks of this kind of martial spirit.

All directional soul skills released by wand-type martial spirits are displayed at the tip of the wand. Compared with the Fang family's Gu Insect Martial Spirit, the release of soul skills by wand-type martial spirits is too obvious.

So fast!

The tip of the knife pierced his face. Although he was already prepared in his heart, Shiliu's proficient basic skills still shocked Ron.

He quickly jumped back and distanced himself from the opponent. Taking advantage of the distance to delay, the soul ring under his feet glowed brightly.

Shapeshift!

As the soul ring lit up, the space around Ron suddenly became distorted in the next second, just like flushing a toilet, twisting Ron's body and sucking it into the non-existent "hole" out of thin air.

"Displacement means?"

A flash of light flashed in Xiliu's eyes, and without too much hesitation, he saw that there was no figure of Ron in his field of vision.

He immediately turned around and drew the knife, and the soul ring under his feet lit up as he turned around, followed by dense blade aura bursting out from the blade.

Showers!

shhhhhh!

The sword energy was as sharp as a sudden rain falling from the sky, and the instantaneous explosion covered less than half of the arena.

Swift, fierce, intensive,

Shiliu's attack was not to attack Ron who disappeared, but to intercept the soul attack that might come from behind.

Each sword energy was extremely condensed, leaving obvious marks of sword slashes when it landed on the ring.

"I'll go...brother isn't so cautious, right?!"

Ron, who appeared at the edge of the ring, looked at the intensive sword attacks in front of him, and then looked at the wand in his hand that had not yet had time to release the soul skill.

He didn't know why, but he felt that he, the master who cast spells behind the team, seemed to be paid special attention to today.

drizzle!

Shiliu's eyes caught Ron appearing at the edge of the ring. Without saying a word, the soul skill under his feet lit up again, and the red-glow blade drew a red line in mid-air.

This time the air did not have the blasting sound of being shattered before, but more like it was cut neatly, and there was only a faint sound of breaking wind in the ears.

Dangerous!

Facing Shiliu's continuous attacks without giving him a chance to breathe, Ron felt a big word danger appear above his head.

Although both sides are at the same Soul Sect level, the gap in actual combat is too great. Just in terms of attitude, there is an extremely huge gap between the two sides.

Xiliu was completely determined to fight to the death and did not give the enemy any chance of victory.

As for Ron, he still maintained the attitude of competing in the academy, and was accustomed to the idea of ​​​​pointing to the end, which made it impossible for him to mobilize [-]% of his fighting level.

This was Master's weak position against melee combat. Coupled with the gap in attitude and actual combat experience, Ron had no chance of victory.

"I surrender!"

Ron, who was shocked by the murderous aura wrapped around the thunderstorm blade, finally said the word "give up" when the tip of the blade was less than a punch away from him.

Facing the fear of death made him stiff. Let alone using soul skills, it was very difficult for him to admit defeat.

With a pop, the red thunderstorm threatened to brush against Ron's neck, and the sharp blade separated the flesh and blood vessels on the side of his neck.

Warm blood sprayed out in the sunlight like a fountain, frightening the soul masters from Barak College in the audience to run towards the ring, fearing that students from their own colleges would die on the ring too late.

After his opponent admitted defeat, Xiliu completely ignored the gaze cast by the teacher of Barak Academy and returned to the center of the ring with Lei Yu.

His cheeks were still splashed with the blood that had been sprayed from Ron's neck earlier, but to him, none of this mattered at all. He slowly raised the thunderstorm in his hand and pointed it in the direction of Barak Academy.

"Next one." (I'm going to hit ten!!)

He didn't care about the severity of his attack, and his attitude was so arrogant. Everyone in the Barak Academy in the audience suddenly felt a burst of anger in their hearts, wanting to avenge Ron who almost died under Shiliu's sword.

An attack-type spirit master took a few strides to charge up and jumped onto the ring. After hearing Su Yuntao announce the start of the game, he opened his martial spirit and attacked Xiliu without any nonsense.

Xi Liu stood indifferently holding the knife, still starting with a simple basic stance, with a solid fighting style showing extreme edge.

The opponent's momentum has no effect on him. He has only one thing to do when he stands in the ring.

Not only high and low, but also life and death!

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