"Ling Xiao will definitely not be able to escape this time." Many people are thinking this way: "After all, Li Yuanchong is the top powerhouse among the orange-level soul masters. No matter how powerful Ling Xiao's seven soul masters are, he is still at the red level..."
The thought in everyone's mind hadn't dissipated yet, Ling Xiao's movement surprised everyone again.
Ling Xiao, who originally had only one figure, now had seven or eight shadows running around, twice as many as Li Yuanchong's!
"What kind of movement is this? It's so weird!"
"Yeah, I've never seen it before!"
"Does the Beimin sect have this kind of movement technique?"
Everyone was puzzled and continued to watch the battle between the two people carefully with different ideas.
Bang bang... bang bang... Li Yuanchong's white figure and Ling Xiao's blue figure collided everywhere. Everyone heard the bursts of punches and gunshots coming out of nowhere.
It was so intense and evenly matched from the beginning that everyone felt very enjoyable!
Fierce fighting is still going on.
Wildly flying blue and white shadows ran around the field for more than half a minute, and everyone only heard a bang. Then they saw Ling Xiao being punched by Li Yuanchong on the broom handle, and he and the broom flew out.
Li Yuanchong's hand was so hard that it could compete with Ling Xiao's broom!
This is really too perverted!
Ling Xiao's body flew more than ten meters in the air, and then he made a somersault in mid-air. He landed on his feet and stepped back a few steps before he stopped.
Although Ling Xiao was blown away, he was still able to control his body shape during the flight. Everyone still admired him.
"That's amazing. Can you tell me how you saw through my movements?" Ling Xiao saw that Li Yuanchong didn't rush forward, so he shamelessly started his usual trick - chatting.
The purpose of chatting is, firstly, to know the answer to the question just now, and secondly, of course, to adjust one's breath that has not calmed down so that one can have a chance to breathe.
Li Yuanchong didn't bother to pay attention to Ling Xiao's tricks. He always believed that in the face of strong strength, all conspiracies were useless.
Even if Li Yuanchong saw Ling Xiao's intention, he didn't care: "Linghui Po's second-level soul has a skill called Sky Eyes, which can see through the silhouettes and illusions of opponents of the same level or below."
"This is a scam!" Ling Xiao couldn't help but want to curse again, but due to image issues, she could only howl in her heart: "You have such skills, how can you give me a fart!"
In fact, he fully knew that since he tricked Yang Chao in the last game, he no longer had an image problem at all.
Fortunately, Ling Xiao does not only have the skill of ghost transformation.
Since melee attacks don't work, let's start with long-range attacks!
"I said, you kid..." Ling Xiao said as he coldly put the broom into the space, waved his left and right hands together, and countless thumb-thick thunder and lightning struck Li Yuanchong in a large area.
"嗗嗗~" In an instant, within ten meters of where Li Yuanchong was, it was like there was a violent thunder and lightning rain!
"You actually have this skill?"
"Yes! A red-level soul master can actually send out so many bolts of lightning. It's a little too abnormal!"
Normally speaking, a red-level soul master who cultivates spirit can only send out two or three such thunder and lightning at most, which is already very impressive. Ling Xiao actually sent out dozens of them in one breath!
Now, these people's evaluation of Ling Xiao has changed from "shameless, shameless" to "perverted, perverted".
"This kid has some potential." Cheng Yu's eyes sparkled. It was the first time she saw Ling Xiao making such a serious and wonderful move. She completely forgot that there was Li Yuanhuan beside her who was watching her silently.
However, compared to Ling Xiao, Li Yuanchong is even more perverted.
Facing Ling Xiao's violent thunderstorm, Li Yuanchong didn't even hide. He only waved lightly with one hand, drawing an extremely beautiful orange light circle.
With a few buzzing sounds, Ling Xiao's violent thunderstorm turned into puffs of smoke in front of Li Yuanchong's aperture and dissipated without a trace!
Not to mention everyone on the field, even Ling Xiao was so frightened that he almost spit out his tongue: "What kind of skill is this?"
Li Yuanchong glanced at Ling Xiao with disdain: "The orange level skill of Qi, Smoke Circle. As long as the power of the five elements is stronger than the opponent's, the opponent's power of the five elements can be converted into air."
Ling Xiao howled in his heart again: "Oh shit! How can we fight like this? I use ghost step, he uses clairvoyance; I use thunderstorm, he uses smoke circle. This guy, up to now, has used The power of Tianchong, Linghui, Qi and Libo!"
Cheng Qiantai and Li Yuanhuan's expressions also changed suddenly: They had always told Ling Xiao that as long as the orange-level chain soul master did not cultivate more than three soul stones, he would not be Ling Xiao's opponent, but this Li Yuanchong has obviously exceeded three now!
Other people watching the battle were also shocked for a while: an orange-level chain soul master with four soul stones, no, maybe more than that!
Shocking! Li Yuanchong is even more shocking!
After all, Ling Xiao is nineteen years old, while Li Yuanchong is only fifteen.
No one knows whether Li Yuanchong has the power of other soul stones hidden in him!
If Li Yuanchong also cultivated the Seven Souls, then the number one genius in the entire Yaotian Continent would be not Ling Xiao but Li Yuanchong!
If this were true, all the disciples of Li Yuanchong's generation would probably commit collective suicide in shame.
Fortunately, Li Yuanchong had no intention of irritating the world.
He seemed to see the doubts of Ling Xiao and everyone else, and explained in a "teacher-like" manner: "I only cultivated four soul stones."
Everyone could see it. Li Yuanchong's explanation meant that he didn't take Ling Xiao seriously at all.
Moreover, for Ling Xiao, this is also a disguised form of humiliation.
Ling Xiao's complexion is one white, one green, one red and one purple. It's so colorful and wonderful.
"Master, four soul stones!" Ling Xiao finally howled in his heart and made up his mind: "Even if there are four, I will kill this guy! I am just unhappy with your face and your name. Not happy, it seems your grandpa is not happy!"
This time, Ling Xiao casually waved his hand and made another action that made people vomit blood: he summoned ten red-level souls in one breath - a little kid wielding a dagger and with wings on his back!
Bah, bah, bah, these ten little guys seemed to be filled with Ling Xiao's anger, saying bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah!
If Ling Xiao's summoning method were to be seen by the heroic Zi Qiong disciples, they would definitely be furious to death.
A red-level heroic soul master finally summoned one, but you summoned ten in one breath. Who is the heroic disciple?
Moreover, Ling Xiao shamelessly released ten acceleration charms and stuck them on the backs of the ten little guys.
When they were about to rush in front of Li Yuanchong, they suddenly accelerated their speed, hoping to catch Li Yuanchong off guard.
Even if knowledgeable people admire Ling Xiao's exquisite methods, they still have to admire Li Yuanchong's strength and dominance.
He swung out his ten fists, and with such an understatement, the ten souls turned into "ghosts" without a trace.
"Ling Xiao, if you have any other tricks, just use them." Li Yuanchong seemed to have tricked Ling Xiao and said calmly.
Ling Xiao has one last resort: the central skill to transform into a strange bird.
But Ling Xiao gave up without even thinking about it, because Ling Xiao didn't want people to say after the game: Look, Ling Xiao's bird was knocked out by Li Yuanchong.
"Alas!" As if he had tried his best, Ling Xiao sighed helplessly: "Actually, I have one last move, but it's too powerful, so I'm afraid you won't dare to use your fists to take it."
Li Yuanchong raised his fist and looked at it with interest: "My iron fist is so hard that it can compete with your platinum broom. Do you think I can catch it?"
There was a smile on Ling Xiao's lips: "Then it's agreed, let's compete in boxing skills? I swear in the name of my soul..."
"Okay, okay." Li Yuanchong stopped Ling Xiao very impatiently: "I'm not you. I won't be as bad as you. I clearly promised Yang Chao and then played tricks."
Ling Xiao smiled cheekily and said, "If that's the case, then I'll take action."
Li Yuanchong looked calm: "Okay, let's come here."
Cheng Qiantai, Li Yuanhuan and Cheng Yu were all puzzled: What is Ling Xiao doing? Is he crazy to compete with a pervert like Li Yuanchong in boxing skills? What boxing skills should he use to fight?
The three of them had strange expressions on their faces, and they thought of the answer at the same time, and couldn't help but say in unison: "Beimin Divine Fist!"