The stone stairs to the battle platform are steep and long.
If we count them carefully, there are thousands of steps.
With this length and ten times the pressure, even if there is no obstruction, it is not that easy to reach the top.
At this time, at the bottom of the stone staircase.
As the two members of the royal family burst out with tyrannical energy, two martial soul forms suddenly condensed out.
Both of their martial spirits are weapons.
The tall young man on the left is a giant defensive shield, covered with red flames.
When the martial spirit manifests, it is connected with the strong young man's aura, doubling his defense power.
"If you want to compete for first place, you are not qualified!"
The tall and strong young man gave a disdainful laugh, and the giant shield martial spirit's flames bloomed, immediately like a wall of fire, directly blocking the entire stone staircase aisle.
The other young man in purple is a giant hammer.
The whole body is filled with electric light, exuding a heart-stopping power of thunder.
Obviously, this is a weapon spirit mainly attacking, the fifth level ‘Thunder Hammer’.
The moment it manifested, it hit the void directly.
There was a loud "bang" sound, and the giant hammer exploded in the air.
A bolt of thunder suddenly shot out, as if falling from the sky, and blasted towards Ye Yang.
Ye Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and an ice and fire array appeared in his palm.
But just when he was about to use his soul to resist, a cyan hurricane suddenly appeared out of thin air.
boom!
The hurricane swept across, and the powerful wind and waves reversed the trajectory of the thunder attack, and it landed not far from Ye Yang's area.
Hurricane martial spirit!
Ye Yang's eyes were slightly startled.
But he saw Ye Lingfeng standing next to him, standing gracefully as if he was riding the wind and waves.
"Roar!"
Immediately with a ferocious roar, a flying dragon with golden scales rushed over with its teeth and claws.
boom!
The scaly tail was thrown out suddenly, knocking the thunder hammer spirit away.
The person who came this time was Ye Hong.
"Brother Yang, I'm here too!"
Following closely behind, Ye Wencheng strode over with great momentum.
At the same time as he stepped into the stone staircase area, the martial spirit of the golden pattern pen appeared, and a stream of pure energy, like ink under the tip of his pen, quickly outlined a long sword.
The shape of the sword is that of an epee.
The sword body is inscribed with a dark gold dragon pattern, which is the ancestral sword of the Ye family, the dragon pattern sword.
"A touch of ink turns the soul into a soul, contract!"
Ye Wencheng's pen soul suddenly burst out with a mysterious halo, covering the sword-shaped totem.
Clang——!
There was a crisp sound of the sword being unsheathed, and the dragon pattern sword instantly manifested with a substantial three-dimensional effect.
Seeing this scene, the people watching were immediately surprised.
Among the younger generation of the Ye family, isn't that clan the one who has the Dragon Pattern Sword Spirit than the champion Ye Han?
How could this fat man have it?!
"Wencheng, your Wuhun Golden Pattern Pen can actually copy Ye Han's sword soul!"
Ye Hong and Ye Lingfeng also stared at Ye Wencheng in surprise.
Obviously, he didn't know anything about this unique soul skill.
In the previous hunting competition in the Mist Forest, in order to prevent Ye Wencheng from being eliminated, they kindly shared the rune seals they obtained with each other to collect the amount of twenty rune seals.
Unexpectedly, this guy was so cunning and secretly hid such a trump card!
"Fat Ziwen's pen spirit can actually copy my dragon-patterned sword! How is that possible?!"
In the distance, Ye Han's pupils shrank slightly, his eyes filled with disbelief.
At this moment, he finally understood why the head of the family gave one of the reserved spots in this competition to Ye Wencheng.
Such a unique soul skill is completely a kind of 'Taiwan Balm', and I am afraid that any martial soul can be simulated!
And with Ye Wencheng copying the dragon-pattern sword martial spirit, Ye Han felt at this moment that his existence seemed to be dispensable in this competition.
Thinking of this, a livid look appeared on his face, and a stone seemed to be blocked in his heart, which made him quite unhappy!
"Try my high imitation version, the Dragon Pattern Sword!"
Ye Wencheng held the sword soul in his hand, grinned energetically, and immediately raised his sword to strike.
"boom!"
A heavy explosion sounded, and the overbearing and powerful sword struck like a falling meteor, hitting the tall young man's flame shield martial spirit hard.
In an instant, there seemed to be a roar of a dragon, and the fierce and majestic sword intent surged into the fire shield.
"Dragon-marked sword?!"
The tall young man looked surprised and suddenly felt a powerful sword energy rushing into the giant shield, extremely powerful.
As the energy trembled, the giant flame shield suddenly trembled violently.
"What a powerful sword, it is indeed a dragon-marked sword!"
The tall young man looked horrified. In order to gather energy to resist the sword's power, the light and shadow of the fire shield that had just spread quickly shrank.
However, because of this, there was a gap leading to the top of the stone staircase without the obstruction of the shield.
"Brother Yang, leave these two to us. Go up and kill that guy."
Seeing that the obstacle was broken, Ye Wencheng immediately turned to Ye Yang and said.
"good!"
With the assistance of the three Ye family brothers, Ye Yang did not hesitate and directly used the Nine Shadows Creation Step to quickly go around him.
"Don't even think about it!"
With a fierce look in his eyes, the young man in purple immediately activated his martial spirit thunder hammer and released huge bolts of thunder towards Ye Yang.
"Hurricane Burst!"
A cold shout sounded, and Ye Lingfeng had already activated his soul skill.
boom!
Almost instantly, a tornado roared up, and its powerful suction force directly swept those thunderous ones in.
Purple lightning and cyan wind waves intertwined together, instantly forming a terrifying hurricane.
Then the two energies were gradually consumed during violent oscillations.
This combination of attack and block bought Ye Yang some time to catch up with the young man in golden robe above him.
"You bastards, you are going against the royal family, don't you want to live?!"
Seeing that Ye Yang had successfully climbed up the stairs, the young man in purple scolded Ye Lingfeng and others with a gloomy expression.
"It's hard to say who will survive to the end."
Ye Lingfeng raised the corners of his mouth and said calmly.
The green shirt, long shawl hair, and elegant face give him a free and uninhibited look.
"A group of lowly clansmen, seeking death!"
The young man in purple suddenly became extremely furious and suddenly detonated all the thunder power contained in the thunder hammer.
Crackling!
In an instant, a terrifying thunder exploded in the area at the bottom of the stone staircase.
"You are the one seeking death!"
Ye Hong has a violent nature, and this insult undoubtedly aroused the restless anger in his heart.
Roar--!
His beast soul, the flying dragon with golden scales, also roared, opened its fangs, and roared angrily.
Suddenly, in a flash of light, the two sides fought together.
Seeing this scene, the blood of the common people outside the square boiled with excitement.
However, all the civil and military officials present, as well as the important figures from various forces, were all frightened.
Now, they can only hope that the first place young man in golden robe, 'Chu Bailin', can reach the top first and win the championship.
Otherwise, the Chu family of the royal family will definitely lose their face!