"Let's begin!" Shouted Zhao Qi in a deep voice. Even though this decision was a bit rash, he had to save the Zhao Palace's face and honor, so he couldn't be careless. Even if he lost the competition in the end, he wouldn't let the Zhao Palace lose all of its face.
Countless disciples of the Zhao Palace were watching this battle with their eyes wide open. This battle was destined to be recorded in the history books. Before, Lin Feng and Young Master Gui had used their fists and Qi to fight, but this time, Lin Feng and Zhao Qi had used their souls to fight.
Two different ways of fighting would be recorded in the history books because of the same person, and that person was obviously Lin Feng.
Zhao Qi used his two hands to control the soul image above his head. The image clumsily moved towards Lin Feng. There was no Dao Power, only a terrifying and indescribable energy. Soul Attack!
Zhao Qi used his soul attack right from the start. Ordinary people wouldn't dare use such a cruel move, even God Ancestors wouldn't dare use it. If they were careless, their souls would be destroyed. However, Zhao Qi wasn't afraid at all. No one knew if he was angry or if he was confident.
However, this kind of attack would undoubtedly increase the confidence of the Zhao Palace's disciples. It would also protect the Zhao Palace's face and honor. They wouldn't be destroyed by Zhao Yunxiao alone.
"Alright, brother Zhao Qi, kill him!"
"Anyone who dares to challenge the Zhao Palace won't have a good ending!"
"This guy is going to die! Does he think he can fight against my brother Zhao Qi? He's courting death! "
At that moment, countless disciples of the Zhao Palace were shouting and cheering for Zhao Qi. At that moment, they weren't as depressed and nervous as before. Instead, they were proud and elated, as if Zhao Qi had already won the entire competition.
Lin Feng was sitting cross-legged on the ground, motionless and motionless. Even if those disciples were furious and humiliating him, Lin Feng didn't care. After all, cursing people wouldn't kill them, especially for someone like Lin Feng, who had no regrets in his life. Cursing people like that was meaningless, it was actually ridiculous.
The best way to explain this was to counterattack. Zhao Qi's use of Soul Bash was nothing more than a gamble. He wanted to see if he really dared to put his life on the line. As long as he retreated or had some misgivings, Zhao Qi would win this match.
But Zhao Qi had underestimated Lin Feng. Lin Feng smiled coldly. Lin Feng had already used his soul attack before and it wasn't a terrifying attack because Lin Feng wasn't afraid of it at all. He wasn't nervous or afraid of it at all.
"Soul Collision? Then I'll play with you. " Said Lin Feng while laughing. He then waved his hands and the Heruka soul in the air moved. It wasn't clumsy at all, it was light and graceful. Very quickly, it appeared on top of Zhao Qi's soul. It released the force of the Tao of the Tao, the strength of a tiger and a wolf.
Lin Feng wasn't afraid. He had never been afraid of soul attacks. Even if his soul was destroyed, he wasn't afraid at all. His determination made Zhao Qi's heart shiver. He clenched his teeth and used all his strength to push his soul body forward.
Right now, it was hard to get off the tiger's back. Since that was the case, he might as well go all out. He couldn't possibly disappoint the surrounding disciples. If that was the case, Zhao Dian would be in an even more passive position.
Rumble rumble rumble …
The terrifying sound of the collision was like the dull sound of two thunderbolts striking each other, and the momentum was even more terrifying. Looking up at the sky, apart from the ghostly night, there were only two different colored soul bodies colliding with each other. Then, after the collision, they quickly separated. Whether it was the Buddha Demon Soul Body or Zhao Qi's soul body, they were all knocked back.
The two souls moved back to their original positions and looked at each other ferociously. The second wave of attacks was about to begin.
At that moment, Lin Feng suddenly waved his left hand. Pure Qi flowed through his soul body and the strength of the creator world. Lin Feng could sense that his soul body had become many times stronger than before.
If it was this collision, then Zhao Qi would be the one to suffer a crushing defeat, and his soul might even be shattered.
Zhao Qi had also sensed the terrifying Qi but he was surprisingly calm. He didn't look shocked at all. Lin Feng was a bit confused but at the moment when he was about to understand why Zhao Qi was so calm and serene. Lin Feng understood why Zhao Qi was so calm.
Because Zhao Qi was also hiding his strength. Lin Feng had a trump card, but Zhao Qi also had a trump card, and it wasn't a small trump card. Zhao Qi could fight against Lin Feng in the following battles without being defeated.
Zhao Qi's soul body started to change, or rather, it changed form. From a human figure, he suddenly turned into a soul body that looked like a demonic beast. Its gigantic head took up four-fifths of its body, and its gigantic mouth could swallow ten moons.
A terrifying Qi filled the entire arena. In the darkness of the night, half of the moon seemed to have been swallowed by the soul body. Everything became dark.
"Qilin Skull Burial!" Shouted Zhao Qi furiously. His voice was so loud that people could hear him clearly. His soul body had already turned into a gigantic Qilin head. The Qilin opened its mouth and its sharp teeth looked like they were going to pierce Lin Feng's neck.
Lin Feng's facial expression changed drastically. He had never seen a soul attack like that. A human's soul had turned into a Qilin head? Was Zhao Qi not a human, but a Qilin?
If he wasn't, how could he explain the transformation of souls?
Lin Feng really didn't know what to do, but very quickly, he calmed down again. Everything had a solution, everything had a solution, that was karma.
Therefore, Lin Feng calmed down and thought about how to deal with that attack. Even if his opponent wanted to destroy his soul, he couldn't be impatient, because the more impatient he was, the more difficult it would be to think of a good solution.
The Qilin head was getting bigger and bigger. In the end, it was a thousand feet long. The Qilin's body only took up ten percent of the space. Normally, people would get more and more nervous, but for Lin Feng, it was just a Qilin's soul body, nothing more.
Because Lin Feng had already thought of a very good way to fight back. Moreover, it was a way that wouldn't fail.
When Lin Feng thought about that, he stretched out his left hand and Zu Ti's sword appeared in his hand. Many people were worried, what was Lin Feng going to do? Was Lin Feng going to use Zu Ti's sword to attack Zhao Qi?
"Lin Feng, I will defeat you in one attack!" Said Zhao Qi laughing loudly. He was smiling confidently. The Qilin head was enough to injure Lin Feng. Even if Lin Feng used a weapon, he wouldn't be able to injure the Qilin head at all.
After all, a spirit body was different from a physical body. A spirit body could only be dealt with by a spirit body, and if one wanted to injure Zhao Qi with a sword, one would need a spirit sword.
That was why he was so confident. Lin Feng had never used a soul sword before, so how could he injure the Qilin head? Besides, the Qilin head was terrifying, so how could Lin Feng defeat it?
That was why he was so confident.
Lin Feng listened to Zhao Qi and didn't say anything. He didn't care about the Zhao Palace's disciples. Lin Feng was already holding Zu Ti's sword and his eyes were closed. He released creator strength and condensed it into the sword.
In their hearts, Zu Ti and Lin Feng were talking. Nobody knew what they were talking about, but Lin Feng smiled mockingly and suddenly opened his eyes. His eyes looked sharp, as if he wanted to blind people.
When Zhao Qi saw Lin Feng's change, he couldn't help but change his facial expression. He had been full of confidence but at that moment, Zhao Qi was worried. He didn't know why he was so worried but he was sure that Lin Feng wouldn't listen to him and lose.
If Lin Feng didn't lose, Zhao Qi would be the one to lose. Therefore, Zhao Qi didn't give Lin Feng any time to think. The Qilin's head flew towards Lin Feng and roared furiously. Then, the Qilin opened its mouth and moved towards Lin Feng.
All of a sudden, the atmosphere became fearful, and countless shocking scenes appeared here.
The Qilin's head bit Lin Feng's Heruka soul as if it wanted to swallow Lin Feng's soul. It wanted Lin Feng to beg for mercy and admit that he had lost. Otherwise, his soul would be destroyed.
Because that was what Zhao Qi was thinking and what he was doing. Otherwise, Lin Feng would have already left the arena.
Lin Feng looked at Zhao Qi's face and smiled. Then, he raised Zu Ti's sword in his left hand and it disappeared from its original position.
In the next second, a heavy long sword appeared in Lin Feng's hand. The spirit body's left arm was also holding an illusory Zu Ti sword.
Lin Feng didn't give Zhao Qi any time to react. Lin Feng's long sword appeared in his hand. Zu Ti's sword appeared in front of Lin Feng.
Zhao Qi was stupefied, but it was too late. The Qilin's head chased after Lin Feng and wanted to win.
But in the end, Zhao Qi's soul was defeated by Lin Feng.
Lin Feng had won!
Lin Feng had won seven battles in a row!
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