With a loud bang, a pit mark appeared directly on the ground of the ring ground made of special stone, and Wu Jinsong's figure suddenly rose.

In just a few meters of distance, Wu Jinsong had already rushed to Li Ming in just one second.

Seeing the cold-glowing tip of the gun stabbed towards his chest, Li Ming's face also changed slightly.

He didn't expect Wu Jinsong to take action so quickly and ruthlessly.

His figure soared about half a circle. Bai Zhe's skin became slightly dark, with some white spots appearing on it. A pair of sharp claws grew out of his hands, two yellow soul rings floated up and down, his footsteps a little on the ground, and his body quickly retreated.

But Wu Jinsong's gun was too fast, far exceeding his retreat. Seeing that the slightly golden gun tip was only a few centimeters away from his chest, Li Ming looked at Wu Jinsong, who was expressionless, with a fierce and fierce light in his eyes.

The first yellow halo on his body emitted a bright light, turned into a stream of light to completely cover Li Ming, and then disappeared.

Looking at Li Ming who disappeared, Wu Jinsong exerted force with his right foot and stepped on a shallow footprint on the ground. With his arm, the black golden spear that had originally pierced was swinging towards the right like a stick.

"Bang!"

The powerful swing force made the air tremble. After about half a circle, Li Ming's figure happened to appear behind Wu Jinsong. Listening to the howling wind beside him and Wu Jinsong who was looking at him expressionlessly in front of him, Li Ming was also confused.

"Bang!"

But not long after, the tip of the black golden spear hit his right arm, and a huge force surged out, throwing him away.

Li Ming fell to the ground, exerted force with his right hand to support his body, and could no longer suppress the blood and sprayed it out directly.

The audience who were waiting for Li Mingxiu's space soul skills to operate were stunned.

Most people in Tianshui City know that Li Ming has space soul skills.

This time I was attacked, was it predicted or whether Wu Jinsong's blind cat met a dead mouse?

Seeing Wu Jinsong with a calm expression, the audience suddenly realized that this seemed to be a cruel person.

Looking at Wu Jinsong who was walking towards him quickly holding the black golden spear, Li Ming used more than half of his soul power to recover from his injuries, but the effect was not great.

The injury was too serious. He felt that all the joints on his right arm that he had been exposed should have been broken. It is not clear whether it was cracked. Anyway, he had completely lost consciousness, and several ribs on his chest should have been broken. Now the right side of his body is numb.

Although the left side of his body was better, he also suffered a considerable impact and was injured.

He was completely unprepared just now and took Wu Jinsong's shot. If it weren't for the thick skin of his Black Panther Martial Soul that weakened a little damage, he would probably have ascended to heaven now.

"Ka, da, da."

Wu Jinsong's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and the pressure on Li Ming's heart was getting heavier and heavier.

He is basically half-dead now and does not have much ability to resist. It is impossible to face the battle directly. Although the remaining soul power in his body can still use the first soul skill last time.

But he really didn't know how Wu Jinsong judged that he would appear behind him.

His space soul skills have always been his life-saving skill, and it is also a pillar of his ability to dominate the great soul master stage.

Today I was actually secretly miserable because of this.

"What are you going to do!"

Staring at Wu Jinsong who had already walked in front of him, his calm eyes made Li Ming feel a little scared and his voice trembled.

"You dare, my dad is the eldest elder of the Li family. If you dare to touch me, your whole family will die tomorrow."

Looking at the black golden spear raised by Wu Jinsong, the extremely sharp tip of the spear, the string in Li Ming's heart completely collapsed and his voice trembled.

Wu Jinsong looked at the young man who had been mocking him crazy for a moment, but now he could only fall here and threatened him with the power behind him. He understood more and more about the importance of strength.

But without any hesitation, the first halo on his body emitted a light, and the black and golden spear tip became brighter and shining. The cold air was so cold that it stabbed Li Ming directly into the waist.

He recalled Ning Ye’s advice to him in his mind: “Add carefully, do your best to take action without any scruples.”

It was precisely because of careful study of Li Ming's battle that he had a guess about Li Ming's space soul skills.

His teacher is so powerful that the space soul skills he uses are still flawed. There is no reason why Li Ming, a small second-ring soul master, uses the space soul skills he uses are perfect.

So he boldly guessed that Li Ming's space soul skill could only appear behind the selected person, just as Li Ming appeared behind the young man.

After guessing, he went to verify, so he attacked directly behind him.

He had the confidence, even if he guessed wrongly, it would not have any impact. The armor given to him by the teacher was enough to resist the attack of the Soul Sect, and Li Ming could not break it.

"Okay, okay, I'll give in, someone will come."

Looking at Wu Jinsong who was still unmoved, Li Ming finally panicked. He no longer cared about the injuries in his body. His soul power was circulating and shouted to the cold man who was also somewhat shocked in his eyes in the distance.

Although the cold and stern man didn't want to move, due to the rules of the fighting spirit arena, he was about to call Wu Jinsong when a huge pressure came.

His body was completely closed, and his mouth could not move. The only person who could move flexibly was his head.

My face, which had always been cold, finally changed color a little, and I glanced at the surroundings, but I didn't notice where the pressure came from.

The pressure didn't seem to mean anything else, just wanted to restrict him from interfering with the battle.

Looking at another partner who had been hiding in the audience, his eyes just came over. Looking at the solemnity in his partner's eyes and the strange feeling of sitting on his body, he understood something.

"The people in the Soul Fighting Arena are coming to save me."

Seeing that the cold man in the fighting spirit were not moving, Li Ming's voice had already broken a little.

"ah!"

Li Ming screamed, and a blood hole was opened in his chest, bleeding.

Using the soul power in his body to delay the blood flow, Li Ming looked at Wu Jinsong who still had a calm face and the spear that continued to raise, a deep look of fear arose in his heart.

"Lord Tianjiao."

Looking at Tian Jiao sitting in front of the picture, he stood up, and the fat uncle had an anxious look of inquisitiveness in his eyes.

Tian Jiao glanced at him and said lightly: "No need to worry, this battle is judged to be 89th. If someone wants to explain, it will be a personal grudge and report it to me in advance. But the Li boy should not let him die, find a doctor to prepare to slap him."

Walking outside the door, Tian Jiao paused, his eyes flashed, and said, "Go down and tell those two, don't struggle, they just need to give up resistance and bring them back."

"Sir, where are you going?"

The fat uncle also understood why after Li Ming gave up, the two rescuers did not move. They hesitated for a moment and looked at Tianjiao.

"Li Family."
Chapter completed!