"Senior brother and Moxing were injured?" Zheng Shiyi was slightly stunned. This was only the first day. With the strength of Senior Brother and Moxing in Huanshi, could they meet someone who hurt them?

"Let's go back first." Zheng Shiyi whispered and walked outward with Peng Junyue.

As Zheng Shiyi walked by, wherever he passed, everyone around him unconsciously gave up a way to let Zheng Shiyi pass.

Seeing Zheng Shiyi now, their minds still echoed. The terrifying martial soul that Zheng Shiyi just released just now, the heart-shaking martial soul.

Among the crowd, Fan Yao looked at Zheng Shiyi's direction with a puzzled expression, and his heart was full of confusion. Shiyi still had such a martial soul?

He has been hiding this kind of backhand for Shiyi?

No, before, I was in the Demon Land, and I was so dangerous and had already reached a desperate situation. It was impossible for me to retain my trump card after that. Everyone was about to die, who would still retain my trump card?

At that time, Shiyi must have put all his strength into practice and made all his methods. But at that time, he still did not release this terrifying martial soul, that is, Shiyi had not awakened this martial soul at that time, and this martial soul was the martial soul that Shiyi later awakened!

Double martial souls!

How many twin martial souls can there be in the world? Ten Wings are twin martial souls, and his potential is greater than everyone imagines, but now his relationship with him is constantly moving away.

Just now, Shiyi didn't even stop too much when he saw that his eyes were on his eyes.

Fan Yao's face darkened, and she felt extremely regretful.

Not far away from Fan Yao, a man with a sinister appearance was wearing the Four Saints' uniforms, looking at the direction where Zheng Shiyi left with a heavy expression. By tomorrow, his opponent would be Zheng Shiyi.

But he knew nothing about Zheng Shiyi's martial soul. That martial soul was too special. He had never heard of that martial soul, and he didn't know how to deal with such martial souls.

Zheng Shiyi and Peng Junyue returned to the Shenhou Mansion together, but when they returned to the mansion, they still could not see Huanshi and Moxing. The servant said that the two had gone to recuperate.

After waiting for another hour, the two of them appeared almost at the same time.

Zheng Shiyi looked at the two people walking together with a strange look. It was strange to say that Senior Brother Huanshi and Moxing had a grudge, but there seemed to be a strange tacit understanding between the two. They both encountered strong enemies and came back to recuperate, and even the time they appeared was so consistent.

"Senior Brother, Moxing, are you two's injuries serious? I've been on the ring before and haven't seen your opponent. This is just the first day. Did you meet any opponent? He did this happen?" Zheng Shiyi looked at the two of them with confusion. There was a hint of pale on their faces, but it was not very obvious.

Huanshi walked to the seat and sat down, sighed slightly, "I never thought that I encountered the bitterness of the Qing Wenshu on the first day. He was known as the present Arhat. Although he was not a Buddhist son of the Qing Wenshu, he was also a talented disciple of the Qing Wenshu.

That bitter world is stronger than the rumored one. I fought with him and finally relied on illusion to win. However, my injury was fine. Although I have not fully recovered yet, it will not have any impact until tomorrow after one night."

On the side, Peng Junyue stretched out a hand with sympathy and patted Huanshi on the shoulder and said, "You are so unlucky. You met such an opponent on the first day."

"It should be said that the unlucky person is just a miserable person. On the first day, he met his senior brother and was eliminated by his senior brother." Zheng Shiyi corrected and looked at Mo Xing, who was silent and even looked a little confused, and asked, "Lao Mo, who is the opponent you meet? It seems that you have also experienced a big battle."

Moxing raised his head and looked at Zheng Shiyi with distress, and shouted loudly: "Are you talking to me? If you speak louder, I can't hear you talking clearly."

Mo Xing's voice rolled, just like thunder, and the loud sound made people feel a little painful in their ears.

"You can't hear what we just said?" Zheng Shiyi shouted instinctively, and as he reacted, he shouted loudly: "Who is your opponent? Why did you become what you look like now?"

"My opponent is Pu Lao." Although Mo Xing and Zheng Shiyi were in the same room, they were as if they were two people far away, shouting loudly: "That Pu Lao is good at sonic martial arts, and he kept yelling in my ears, making my ears almost deaf."

"I know, now you are about to roar my ears so deaf. You can speak less, I can hear it."

Zheng Shiyi almost lay down next to Mo Xing's ear and yelled, then looked at Peng Junyue and asked, "Who is Pu Lao?" Speaking of well-informed and the geniuses who participated in the Shenhou Conference, no one here knows better than Peng Junyue.

"Pu Lao is the eight-star prince and the son of Prince Pu." Peng Junyue gave Zheng Shiyi a look that you know, and then continued to speak: "The royal family, including the princely families such as Fan Yao, has a total of nine outstanding children in this generation. They are called the royal family Jiulong. Pu Lao is ranked fourth, known as the fourth son, and the fourth son of the dragon's nine sons.

Well, this time he met Moxing in the first round, it was him who was unlucky, not Moxing."

"Actually, Moxing is quite unlucky, his ears are shocked like that." Zheng Shiyi looked at Moxing with sympathy.

"It's quite unlucky. His ears are like that. He doesn't know if someone scolds him behind his back." Peng Junyue nodded in agreement, but his eyes were on Zheng Shiyi and said, "Actually, I think your opponent is even more unlucky. He has to be frightened to recognize you as the main person."

"Indeed, Shiyi, why have you never seen you cast your martial soul before? What kind of martial soul is you?" Huanshi also turned around strangely and looked at Zheng Shiyi. Although he left after the competition, he also heard about Zheng Shiyi's second martial soul.

I think that the entire imperial city should be discussing Zheng Shiyi’s martial soul, after all, that are two martial souls!

"That is the martial soul I just awakened." Zheng Shiyi looked at everyone with headaches and said, "In fact, it's not just you who don't know, I don't know what kind of martial soul my martial soul is."

My martial soul was indeed too strange, and I felt that when I released my martial soul, the martial soul in my body had not completely bloomed. There seemed to be something in the coffin, as if it was sealed.

And that thing is even more terrifying!

"Junior Brother Ten Wings, I have never heard of your martial soul, and I can't give you any advice. I can only rely on you to explore it myself." Huanshi said, but sighed: "Everyone is saying how intense this Divine Marquis Conference will be, and it may even be the most intense Divine Marquis Conference in history.

Today is just the first day of the Gods and Marquis Congress, but there are so many geniuses that appear more than many people think.”

"There are many geniuses, especially those monks from the Qingwen Sect." Peng Junyue sighed: "Those monks don't know how to practice. They just stood on the ring, and it made people feel that they were the real Buddha coming."

"What I noticed were the other two." Huan Shi said solemnly: "I had a competition next to Tianyuan of Guiyi Sect. Tianyuan just stood there without any movement, but his opponent gasped heavily and soon knelt on the ground.

That kind of method seems to be a means of illusion, but I am very sure that it is not an illusion.

Later, I watched another competition from him, and I was finally sure that his method was gravity. He seemed to be able to change the gravity of his opponent's environment at will, and even increase the gravity of his own."

Huanshi said, and his expression became solemn again: "I have seen Tianyuan clearly, but I can't see the other person clearly. Not only me, it seems that everyone can't see clearly. That person is Ling Yan from Piaomiao Sect."

Zheng Shiyi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Ling Yan? The first woman among women who is known as the younger generation?"

"That's right, it's her, and in my opinion, this claim is probably not just that simple." Huan Shi sighed: "Ling Yan has never shown any special means, but just relying on the most orthodox power to fight with people.

But everyone knows that she has special means, and that special means is to make everyone's special means useless.

Whether it is special martial arts or special martial souls, it seems that there is no effect in front of her. When fighting with her, you can only rely on the most orthodox power."

"What does it mean? Can she crack the opponent's martial soul? All martial souls can crack it?" Zheng Shiyi was a little unimaginable.

"It's true." Huanshi sighed: "Her methods should be related to her martial soul, but no one knows how she did it."

"When it comes to that person, I also found a very terrifying woman." Peng Junyue took over the topic after hearing the voice and said, "I have seen two masters in total, who are very, very powerful masters who have the opportunity to attack the position of the Divine Marquis.

One of them called himself the Son of God. I was still laughing secretly at that time. The guy who had never heard of a name dared to call it this kind of name. That's why I specifically observed his competition.

As a result, the guy started the competition, he waved his hand and did not see any strong spiritual fluctuations. The air in front of him exploded. He raised his legs and collapsed towards the ground, and the entire arena exploded.

His hands were just in contact with his opponent, and his opponent's entire body exploded completely.

I watched his two competitions, and he easily won both games. It seemed that everything he came into contact with, whether it was a person or a thing, would explode instantly. Even the opponent's martial arts treasures immediately exploded after being touched by his hands."

"Explosion? This seems to be a kind of martial soul ability," Huanshi frowned slightly and said, "I remember seeing this kind of martial soul in an ancient book, but I'm not sure about it."

"Maybe it's the ability of the martial soul, but in addition to this son of god, I have also seen a terrifying person. That man has no martial soul!"
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