Hearing her voice, Zhao Wuji turned around and said, "You have abstained from voting, so what qualifications do you have to say these things?"

Ye Ling'an stretched out his right hand, and a blue sword appeared in his hand. Blue soul power bloomed quietly, and three soul rings rose from under his feet.

"Just because I'm going through a process doesn't mean that others can bully my friends just because of their age and advanced cultivation!"

Those blue eyes flashed with anger.

Xiao Wu's face was pale, and her hurt look made her emotional.

"Oh." Zhao Wuji glanced at her, "Then you can come."

He was preparing to regain his position with this student. Not everyone can be as perverted as Tang San, right?

"Looking down on me? Then just watch."

Ye Ling'an was not angry at his slight.

Her soul power was injected into the martial spirit, the sword burst into light, and blue ice crystals spread around her.

Seeing these ice crystals, Zhao Wuji's pupils shrank slightly. If he guessed correctly, this girl had a talent field.

What is the talent field? It is the talent that the martial soul itself has, which can be used by the soul master as a skill. Within the scope of this talent field, the enemy soul master will be subject to certain restrictions.

Zhao Wuji felt lucky, if her soul power was level 50, then he would definitely not be her opponent.

It's a pity that she only has more than thirty levels of soul power.
Chapter completed!