Du Ruo came back to her senses and nodded. "Indeed. If my cultivation was as strong as Fu Zhuo's, Imperial Thunder wouldn't be afraid of his Spatial Devouring."
Yang Qingxuan said, "So if you rely too much on your Martial Soul, you'll fall into the wrong trap."
You Ye suddenly asked, "Yang Qingxuan, I still can't see what your Martial Soul is. If it's fully revealed, it should be very scary, right?" He looked straight ahead and asked tentatively.
Yang Qingxuan smiled and said, "Similarly, there are no trash Martial Souls in this world, only trash people. What's the full appearance of my Martial Soul? Is it important?"
You Ye's brows relaxed, as if he was relieved. He replied, "You're right, it's not important."
His gaze was still fixed on the arena, but he thought to himself, "No matter what your Martial Soul is, you're already a very scary person. I really don't want to make an enemy out of someone like you. I hope that day never comes."
Yang Qingxuan didn't know what You Ye was thinking. He was fully focused on the arena. After all, the battle between the four kings was very exciting, and it wasn't something that could be seen every day.
Furthermore, he wasn't much stronger than the four kings in terms of Martial Soul usage and battle tactics. There was too much for him to learn and summarize.
"A person who only knows how to run away wants to defeat me. Don't you think it's funny?"
Fu Zhuo stood in the center of the arena and looked disdainfully at Young Master Jin, who was in a sorry state in the corner.
Young Master Jin smiled faintly and said, "There are many funny things. For example, someone keeps saying that he's powerful, but he can't do anything to me."
"Just because of this sentence, you're dead for sure."
Fu Zhuo was furious. He raised his hand, and a yellow star ring flashed under his fingertip. It cut off a large area of space, and he teleported in front of Young Master Jin.
Then, he pointed his finger again, and a soul light spread out, enveloping Young Master Jin and cutting off the space.
"No!!"
Young Master Jin screamed, and his face was full of fear. As the space was cut off, there was no trace of him.
The arena became a strange polygon, and it didn't follow any rules at all.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Young Master Jin was finished just like that?
All of a sudden, Fu Zhuo frowned, and the space around him shimmered. A silhouette appeared behind him, and another strike of the Absolute Chord Palm struck out!
That figure was Young Master Jin. Although the Absolute Chord Palm was only a high-grade martial skill, Young Master Jin had been immersed in it for a long time and could unleash 100% of its power. Its power was not much inferior to a Profound Rank martial skill.
With a single palm strike, the air around Fu Zhuo split apart and blasted towards him!
"So it was only your Martial Soul Cicada that was devoured? Even so, if your Martial Spirit is swallowed, your strength will be greatly affected! "
Fu Zhuo smiled coldly. Star rings appeared around his body and spread out towards Young Master Jin. They swallowed the palm energy of the Consummate Flux Palm and enveloped Young Master Jin. With a spin, they swallowed everything.
"Sorry, both of them are just cicadas."
Suddenly, a cold figure appeared behind Fu Zhuo, and a powerful palm strike came down.
Fu Zhuo's body trembled as he exclaimed, "How is this possible?!"
He quickly turned around and pointed a finger, and the star rings spread out from his fingertip.
However, Young Master Jin did not dodge or retreat. He faced the attack head-on and slammed his palms on Fu Zhuo's chest. "Bang!" Fu Zhuo was sent flying, but Young Master Jin was also hit by the star rings and was sliced in the air.
"Pu!"
Fu Zhuo's chest was hit by the Absolute Chord Palm, and he was forced back seven to eight steps. The palm energy entered his body and continuously damaged it.
"Damn it! Come out! "
Fu Zhuo looked around in anger. Although he had sliced Young Master Jin's body, that Young Master Jin was not afraid of being devoured by the space around him. He was willing to be sliced, so it was obviously not real.
"Now you know … what is a joke, right?"
A figure appeared behind Fu Zhuo and sneered, "The person who wanted to teach me a lesson is vomiting blood in front of me."
"Damn it! Go to hell! "
Fu Zhuo turned around and pointed a finger. The star rings flickered, and a piece of space was sliced away. Young Master Jin was also gone.
"Hehe, I'm here."
On Fu Zhuo's left, a soul light flashed, and Young Master Jin appeared again. At the same time, on Fu Zhuo's right, behind, in front, and in all directions, Young Master Jin's figures appeared. At once, more than ten people appeared, and their faces were clear. It was impossible to tell if they were real or fake.
"Damn it!"
Fu Zhuo clenched his five fingers, and a longsword appeared in his hand. He slashed at those Young Master Jin!
"Void Sword!"
"Chi!"
The space was sliced open, and two Young Master Jin were split apart. Then, the cracked space was restored in an instant, but the two Young Master Jin turned into soul light and dissipated.
However, more than ten other Young Master Jin rushed over from all directions and struck out with their Absolute Chord Palms. They covered the sky and covered the earth, and like raindrops, they struck down and caused ripples in the space.
"Die! Die! Die! "
Fu Zhuo held the Void Sword and slashed in all directions. A large number of Young Master Jin were sliced apart, and pitch-black spatial cracks appeared on the stage and spread in all directions.
However, none of the attacking Young Master Jin seemed to be real. Every time a few disappeared, a few more would appear, and they rushed over continuously.
A cold light flashed in Fu Zhuo's eyes. His true energy transformed into wings, and he soared into the sky. He hovered in the air and looked down coldly, full of killing intent.
More than ten Young Master Jin stood on the stage, and all of them raised their heads and sneered, "What, are you afraid?"
Fu Zhuo's face was cold, and he said in a chilling voice, "Afraid? Hmph, I just think that it's too troublesome. Your cicadas are just like flies, disgusting. So I've decided to send all of them to heaven at once! "
The Void Sword disappeared from his hand. His hands formed a seal, and a huge star ring condensed around him. He shouted, "Go to hell, all of you! Space Explosion!"
"Bang Bang Bang!"
The star ring emitted a sound like an electric current, and it fell from the void, covering the entire stage!
"What?!"
Young Master Jin's expression changed drastically. This star ring covered almost the entire stage, and there was no way to dodge it.
The Young Master Jin on the stage began to merge in pairs, and finally, there were four left. They formed a formation, and the four Young Master Jin each formed a seal, bent down, and pressed one hand on the ground. Their eyes were full of determination.
Yang Qingxuan said in shock, "They are …"
Although he knew that only one of them was the real Young Master Jin, he could not help but use the plural "they".
"Boom!"
The star ring fell, and directly hit the four Young Master Jin. The entire space exploded, and the power of the star ring spread in all directions.
"Boom!"
The entire stage exploded, and within the range of the star ring, the space was rapidly distorted. Everything inside was crushed into pieces, and then swallowed into nothingness.
The power of the explosion was like a wave, and it rushed in all directions. The closest students to the south screamed in horror and fled.
But there was a sea of people, and it was impossible for them to escape. They were bombarded by the aftershock, and they were directly turned into powder on the spot, and then disappeared without a trace.
Yang Qingxuan and the others' expressions changed drastically. They were on the east side of the stage, and the aftershock of the space explosion shook them. Many people around them screamed desperately and tried to escape.
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