The scene was dead silent.

Everyone's eyes were staring at the soul test stone.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, who would believe that the soul power value measured by a 17-year-old boy actually reached the terrifying number of 190 crystals?

Looking at the marks on the soul-testing stone, Qin Chuan was a little surprised.

He did not expect that after practicing "The Soul Art of Thunder Blade", his soul power will reach such a perverted level.

One hundred and ninety crystals!

I predict that my soul power value is between 110 crystals and 130 crystals...

The exclusive soul technique is really perverted!

"This is impossible! You cheat!" Qin Jianghai's face swelled like an eggplant. He waved his fists and shouted angrily: "Ordinary one-star soul master, his soul power value cannot reach 190 crystals! What's more, you are a waste!"

"Ha!" Qin Chuan laughed without anger, took his palm back from the soul-testing stone, stood upright like a pine and cypress, and sneered: "Before speaking, you'd better use your brain. In front of so many elders, how dare you slander me for cheating? What you mean is that our annual family skills are not fair? Someone is operating in secret?"

"You...I...I haven't!" Qin Jianghai was also confused by the anger. Qin Hu beside him was quick-eyed and his hands were almost pulled. Only then did he wake up and shut his mouth.

"How could Chuan'er have such strong soul power? A normal soul sect, if you have reached the peak of the ten-star, it would be good to have 130 crystal soul power! Could it be... What kind of adventure did Chuan'er have? This little brat doesn't even tell his father! He's very strict!" Qin Lie was surprised.

The only one who is as happy as Qin Lie is Qin Chuan’s best friend Fatty.

"Good, no wonder Brother Chuan volunteered to come on stage! It turns out that he was prepared! Haha!"

Stand on the right.

At this time, Elder Song sat down again and murmured: "At the age of seventeen, his soul power value reached 190 crystals... As far as I know, there are not many such geniuses in the vast Tianshen Sect!"

"Are you a genius?" Qin Tian recovered from shock and sneered: "No matter how strong the soul power is, what's the use of without martial souls?"

"Yes..." Hearing this, Elder Song's face was immediately filled with disappointment and said, "Oh, without martial souls, it's equivalent to a seamless teacup. He has soul power but cannot be poured out. It's such a genius..."

"Damn Qin Lie, you and your dog son are hiding so deeply..." Qin Tian cursed in his heart.

On the ring, Qin Chuan hooked his finger at Qin Jianghai, "Come on."

"What are you coming?" Qin Jianghai was stunned.

"Before testing our soul power, we had a bet, and we forgot so quickly?" Qin Chuan tilted his head and smiled faintly.

"You..." Qin Jianghai almost vomited blood.

"Qin Lie, don't care about your good son?" Qin Tian shouted angrily, "Good" is very serious.

Qin Lie frowned and said, "Chuan'er, Jiang Hai is your cousin no matter what, no matter how you say it! You are not big or small!"

Although Qin Chuan was very revengeful, he was not good to take his father's face in public and bowed to his father, saying, "Since my father said that, then this bet will be invalid."

After saying that, Qin Chuan didn't even look at Qin Jianghai and slowly walked off the arena.

All the Qin clans who had ridiculed him before saw Qin Chuan coming, subconsciously retreating to both sides and giving him a way out.

"Qin Chuan, you are such a trash, dare to humiliate me in person! If you don't make you a disabled person, I will not be named Qin!" Qin Jianghai gritted his teeth and cursed viciously.

"The soul power test is completed, it's time to enter the next stage." Qin Tian said to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man came to his senses and hurriedly said, "The family competition begins now. Players No. 1, No. 2, No. 3, No. 4 will take the stage! Players No. 5, No. 6, No. 7, No. 8, please prepare!"

Because there are many contestants participating in the family skills, they are divided into two rings and held at the same time.

As soon as I heard that the competition began, the crowds of people gradually became quiet.

"Brother Chuan, you really are!" The fat man smiled and gave a thumbs up and praised: "You have to tell me how you practiced later."

"No problem!" Qin Chuan smiled and said, "Go! Don't hold on, just hit it symbolically for a few times."

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid!"

After saying that, the fat man smiled and went to the ring.

The four contestants each stood in a corner of the ring.

The No. 1 are Qin Hu and Fatty, and the No. 2 are a family direct line and a pseudo-Qin clan.

"The competition begins!"

The word "start" just came out of the middle-aged man, and Qin Hu didn't say a word and bullied his body with a gloomy face.

"Qin Hu, we are cousins ​​at least. Can you give me some face? You also know that my martial soul is half awakened and I can't even have half of my soul skills. Let me defend it symbolically for a few times..." The fat man said while retreating.

"Okay, why would I not give you face? Don't worry!" Qin Hu smiled sinisterly.

If you don’t beat you to death, you will be very proud of your face!

In the flash of lightning while the two were talking, Qin Hu had already bullied him. He came to the fat man, turned around suddenly, and his elbows hit the fat man's chest with heavy elbows.

"Click!"

The sound of bone shattering suddenly sounded!

"Wow! It hurts so much! The ribs are broken! Oh... Oh! Because Brother Chuan humiliated Qin Jianghai, Qin Hu wanted to vent his anger with me!"

Thinking of this, the fat man was shocked and was about to open his mouth and shout "I surrender", but Qin Hu's right hand poked out from the darkness and grabbed his throat. The fat man's words were at his mouth, but he couldn't shout them out.

"Since you chose to be with that waste Qin Chuan, you should have expected that today would be there?"

Qin Hu's lips moved slightly. After saying this, he punched more than ten punches like lightning, hitting the fat man's belly like a number.

"Bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang...bang!"

In order to prevent the fat man from falling down and losing his qualification for the competition, Qin Hu actually freed up his left hand to grab the fat man's shoulder while attacking, so that he seemed to be standing in front of the person.

In fact, when Qin Hu made the third punch, the fat man fainted!

The Nine Star Soul Slayer's full-strength attack, let alone the fat man, even Qin Chuan could not bear it without any defense!

Qin Chuan's blood veins were ignited when he saw this scene, his eyes were filled with blood. He cursed: "Qin Hu! Stop it!"

"Stop, stop, why are you doing that?"

Qin Hu was also afraid of killing the fat man on the spot, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. While letting go of his left hand, his right fist hit the fat man's face like an iron hammer.

"boom!"

The fat man's nearly 250 kilograms flew out of thin air and smashed him hard at Qin Chuan!

"Fat man!"

Qin Chuan suddenly stepped forward and hugged the fat man, but the huge force on the fat man made him take five steps in a row before he could barely stand firm.

He reached out and lifted the fat man's shirt and saw that the place where Qin Hu had attacked could not see any bruises!

"It's so vicious! This is the soul skill "White Bear Power"! It only damages the internal organs and bones, not the skin!" Qin Chuan's face twisted and deformed in an instant.

"Save people quickly!" Qin Chuan roared.

"Puff!"
Chapter completed!