In the preparation area, Flanders walked back and forth anxiously.

"The game is divided into three games, two one-on-one games and one seven-on-seven game."

"The first two one-on-one matches were okay. I believe you can win, but how do you play these seven-on-seven matches? Two against seven. This is too unrealistic. They just do nothing.

If I use my soul power to slowly consume you, you will lose the game!"

"..."

Compared to Flanders, who was worried at the moment, Ye Kuang seemed extremely calm and unhurried.

"Zhuqing, in a one-on-one individual match, if the opponent sends Yufeng, you will come. If it is the other six people, then I will come."

"clear."

"What? Zhuqing wants to come too? Ye Kuang, you are too messy!"

If Ye Kuang comes, Flanders will never have any objections.

Because in his opinion, the title of the number one young person of this generation already belongs to Ye Kuang.

Now, he is just short of participating in the continent-wide soul master competition, making a name for himself in one fell swoop, and becoming a true king, just like Haotian Douluo Tang Hao did when he was young, directly eclipsing all the young geniuses of that generation!

But Zhu Zhuqing's words are obviously much inferior.

Compared with Yu Feng, the genius of the Royal Dou Sentai who is several levels higher in soul power and is also an agility-attack soul master, the gap between the two is quite obvious...

"Don't mess around, you have your own eyes to see."

Buzz!

As Ye Kuang's voice fell, Zhu Zhuqing directly released his third soul ring, and the powerful aura made Flanders stunned for a moment.

"Five...five, five thousand soul rings!"

"Boy, what did you do on your trip? Why is Zhuqing's third soul ring actually a five thousand year level!"

Seeing Flender's shocked look, Ye Kuang reached out and picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"Is it weird? With Zhuqing's current situation, the most extreme third soul ring year is five thousand years. This is normal."

Very normal?

Normal shit!

If it is normal for the third soul ring to have a year of five thousand years, then wouldn't he be able to retire and not embarrass himself again?

"Ahem, cough, cough, although Zhuqing's third soul ring has absorbed a five-thousand-year-level soul ring beyond the normal age, there is still a very obvious gap in soul power between her and Yufeng. Will this match be successful?

Would that be too adventurous?"

"If you go up, you should be able to end the battle quickly without even wasting soul power."

After this period of contact, Flanders has seen the tip of the iceberg of Ye Kuang's strength.

His physical body is far beyond that of a soul master of the same level, his soul ring combination is beyond common sense, his methods are frightening, and his weapons are even more frightening.

With his strength, facing an opponent whose soul power is not as good as his, the result can only be two words.

Instant kill!

"Advance? Hahaha."

Hearing Flanders' words, a sneer suddenly appeared on Ye Kuang's face.

"If I didn't give Xiaosan some face, I would even take action myself. One person would kill all seven of them in one go. They were just a group of guys who were slightly stronger than ordinary ones and had half-assed dragon-type martial arts spirits.

, I really thought I was invincible.”

"Isn't it called the best beast spirit in the world? So today, I will knock down all the geniuses of this generation in their sect!"

"..."

How arrogant to knock down all the geniuses of the younger generation of a sect.

But for some reason, after recalling Ye Kuang's actions that went beyond common sense one after another and achieving success, he is now full of expectations for Ye Kuang's words!

"Oh, well, now it's your young people's world. I, an old guy, don't care about your business. I'm going out for a walk."

Just make a bet...

Shortly after Flanders left, colorful lights flashed on the arena of the Great Soul Fighting Arena.

"Today is a very special night, because the Shrek team's God of Death player and Wucheng player are here to take revenge!"

The referee's voice had just sounded, and the audience in the auditorium started talking.

"What? The God of Death and Blood Impermanence have come to take revenge. Now things are getting interesting."

"What's interesting? As soon as the God of Death and Blood Impermanence take action, the members of the Royal Dou Team will be ready to cut off their hands and lose their heads."

"But even if the God of Death and Xue Wuchang are very strong, they can't compare to the Royal Dou Team who have multiple ten thousand year old soul bones, right?"

"Indeed, those are ten-thousand-year-old soul bones..."

Ye Kuang didn't care at all about the appearance of the audience at this moment. Instead, he moved his eyes to the familiar figure on the ring.

Yufeng?

It seems that in this first game, the Royal Fighter Team wants to send the weakest one to test my side's strength.

But unfortunately, these are just useless calculations.

"Zhuqing, you go to the first game, remember what I said before."

"good!"

Zhu Zhuqing nodded slightly, then released his martial spirit and rushed out.

Although she didn't know why Ye Kuang asked her to give Yufeng more water.

But since the other party said so, then she just made it up.

call out!

Seeing that she finally set off, the corners of Ye Kuang's mouth raised slightly.

If he remembered correctly, the Imperial Fighter Yufeng in front of him was actually Bai Chenxiang, the daughter of the Min clan, one of the four single-attribute affiliated families of the Haotian Sect!

And she is also Ma Hongjun's future wife.

Unfortunately, although the two loved each other, at the end of their future training, Ma Hongjun became a second-level god and successfully went to the god world.

But Bai Chenxiang didn't have this luck. He didn't have enough talent to become a god. In the end, he could only be separated from Ma Hongjun forever and die in depression on the mainland.

This is the tragic ending of their love, and it is also the uneasy feeling in everyone's heart.

Of course, these are the original story lines. Now that I have been reborn here, of course I have to change everything.

After all, Ma Hongjun is now his younger brother!

As for whether Zhuqing will lose because of letting go...

Huh, isn't that obvious?

Although Yufeng's soul power level has reached level 36, which is four levels higher than Zhuqing's, it's just such a level difference.

Zhuqing won't have any problems at all if he wants to win this game.
Chapter completed!