Lu Qingshan walked down from the ring and closed his eyes to rest.

This time, even the Taibai Sword Master, who had always been calm, unconsciously glanced at Lu Qingshan.

Although Taibai Sword Master slightly admired Lu Qingshan's previous performance, it was not to the extent that he took a second look.

Without him, what Lu Qingshan could do, he could do the same when he was in Jindan, or even better.

But since he witnessed with his own eyes that Lu Qingshan, at the age of eighteen, practiced flying swords to the point where the swords exploded with thunderous sounds, he finally became a little more interested.

He recalled it a little in his mind, "It seems that I didn't achieve this until I was in my twenties, right? This kid"

In the second round of the arena battle, most of the matches were still one-sided.

The most intense and equally neck-and-neck battle in the arena was the fierce battle between the two late-stage golden elixir practitioners on the twenty-fifth arena.

The two fought for nearly an hour, and then the battle ended after one of them exhausted his spiritual power.

After also resting for an hour, Lu Qingshan ushered in the third round of the arena battle.

This time, the bright-faced Shuiyue Guanzhu presided over this round of the ring. She stepped forward and announced softly: "The third round of the ring battle is twenty-five to thirteen. Due to the number of people, this round

One person will get a bye and advance directly to the next round.

According to our decision, the one who gets a bye is Zhou Yuan!"

Everyone looked at each other, but had nothing to say.

If it were anyone else, someone might be dissatisfied: Why did he get the bye and not me?

But if this bye is Zhou Yuan, no one will have much opinion.

"The third round of the ring battle will continue the rules of the previous round as usual. The winner of ring number 2 will face the winner of ring number 25, and the winner of ring number 3 will face the winner of ring number 24.

, and so on." Shuiyue Guanzhu said firmly.

As the winner of Arena No. 7, Lu Qingshan's opponent will be the winner of Arena No. 20, the spiritual cultivator of Jindan Perfection, Ling Yue.

What's special is that Lingyue is the only female monk among the monks who have not been eliminated at this time.

The remaining twenty-four people are all male monks.

Lu Qingshan returned to the ring, and a woman wearing a moon-white robe also stepped onto the ring at the same time.

She is Lingyue.

Lingyue had a gentle smile on her face, looked at Lu Qingshan's handsome face, blinked her eyes, and said very politely: "Lingyue from Phantom Palace."

Her voice is very pleasant and gives people a playful feeling.

"Qingzhou Lu Qingshan." Lu Qingshan returned the greeting.

"The game starts now!"

The soft voice of Shuiyue Guanzhu spread throughout the audience.

The moment the voice came, Lingyue's eyes immediately flashed with a faint light.

Buzz buzz!

An invisible wave of void soul burst out from Lingyue's eyes, and instantly arrived in front of Lu Qingshan, along the center of Lu Qingshan's eyebrows, and invaded Lu Qingshan's sea of ​​consciousness.

The speed of the soul beam is really too fast, and the key point is that its attack form is different from ordinary spells. It acts on the level of the soul, and ordinary body protection spiritual power or defensive magic weapons can be regarded as nothing.

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Therefore, this divine soul attack easily invaded Lu Qingshan's sea of ​​consciousness.

The next moment, Lu Qingshan's eyes showed confusion.

"It's a divine soul attack. Lu Qingshan was hit by Lingyue's divine soul attack. I'm afraid he will feel uncomfortable now." A monk watching the battle understood the situation and said softly.

Here, Lingyue felt happy when she saw this scene!

It worked!

She reacted quickly and immediately grabbed the opportunity. With a wave of her hands, seven thin crescent-shaped blades connected into a waning moon, spinning and flying like a sickle, and pierced Lu Qingshan.

The speed of this waning moon is so fast that it is difficult to trace its traces, and its trajectory cannot be captured at all.

Use soul attacks to put the enemy into a state of confusion, and then take the opportunity to launch an attack. This is Lingyue's combat system, which is simple and crude, but also practical.

Lu Qingshan had also used this attack routine earlier with the Soul-Weeping Sword.

But what is surprising is that just when the Waning Moon Magical Artifact was about to come, five layers of thick sword curtains suddenly appeared on Lu Qingshan's body.

Ding ding ding ding!

The waning moon struck the sword curtain, and the aura overflowed. Under the effect of the counter-shock force, it spread out again and turned into seven thin crescent-shaped blades.

Lingyue looked around again, and saw that the beautiful eyes of the sword cultivator across from him were not even half absent-minded, they were clearly clear.

Moreover, she was horrified to find that there was a playful smile on the sword cultivator's face.

Lingyue's heart suddenly skipped a beat, and an ominous premonition arose.

Facts told her that premonitions are often good but not bad.

Whoosh whoosh!

There was a continuous swishing sound, and five hundred sword energy hairsprings that had escaped into the void at an unknown time suddenly appeared around her, heading towards her overwhelmingly.

Lingyue's beauty suddenly turned pale, but she reacted too slowly. The sword energy hairspring like an electric light had already bombarded her body-protecting spiritual power.

As the clanging sound sounded, the protective spiritual power was immediately shattered.

The next moment, a spiritual light appeared inexplicably, protecting Lingyue.

It is the protective aura from the arena array.

"Lu Qingshan wins."

The leader of Shuiyue Temple gave Lu Qingshan a meaningful look and announced this.

"What's going on? What happened?" Some genius monks didn't understand at all. It was clear that Lu Qingshan was hit by Lingyue's soul attack just a moment ago. How could he sweep Lingyue out in the blink of an eye?

"Lu Qingshan didn't fall for the trick at all. His realm of soul is very high." Master Xuanji also caught a glimpse of the scene here and immediately understood the reason.

Yes, Lu Qingshan’s Yuanshen realm is very high.

The nine-marked golden elixir he condensed has already brought great benefits to the improvement of his Yuan Shen realm, and the artistic conception will also increase the strength of his Yuan Shen. In addition, the Yuan Shen sword control skills he has practiced will also increase the level of his Yuan Shen.

It will temper the soul.

With the addition of the three, his current Yuanshen realm has almost reached the late stage of Condensation.

You know, the average Nascent Soul cultivator cannot reach the realm of Yuanshen or even the middle stage of Condensation.

The soul was so solid that it was better than most Nascent Soul monks, which meant that Lingyue's soul attack, which was still at the golden elixir level, had no effect on him at all.

With a thought in Lu Qingshan's mind, all the remaining sword energy threads dispersed.

"Wait!" Lu Qingshan was about to leave the ring when he was stopped by Lingyue.

Lu Qingshan turned around in surprise, not knowing why.

Lingyue gritted her teeth, her eyes full of resentment, "Were you not affected by my soul attack just now?"

Lu Qingshan thought for a while, then nodded silently.

"You're going too far!" Lingyue said angrily with a face full of grief and anger, and left the ring angrily.

The biggest reason why she was able to break into the top 25 in the Seven Domains Forum was because of this divine soul attack.

Since Lu Qingshan is immune to her soul attack, he can easily defeat her.

But in the situation where he was overwhelmed by strength, Lu Qingshan just pretended to be hit. When she was proud to attack, he quietly arranged the sword energy hairspring and defeated her instantly.

This makes her look very stupid.

Then think of the playful smile on Lu Qingshan’s face just now.
Chapter completed!