There was actually such a bloodline ability? Everyone was dumbfounded. Obviously, they had never heard of such a strange bloodline ability.
The Undead Sect disciple continued, "In the previous General Alliance Conference, Senior Ouyang would only use his Martial Soul when facing those pro-disciples.
A mere core disciple, Senior Ouyang would definitely disdain to use his Martial Soul. "
While everyone was in awe, the situation on the stage had already undergone earth-shattering changes.
Qin Zhengqian, who was originally on the offensive, had a face of fear at this moment. This was because the bone shield in front of him had actually split into five pillar-like bone fingers, instantly grabbing him.
This bone palm was like a mountain, holding him in it, making him unable to move at all.
In just a short moment, these five huge bone fingers pinched together, directly submerging Qin Zhengqian's body.
Qin Zhengqian, who was in the bone palm, had completely lost the courage to continue fighting. He roared loudly, ready to admit defeat.
However, just as his voice came out, it stopped abruptly.
That huge bone palm, at this moment, was already constantly shrinking, the entire body size instantly reduced by one size.
And within it, there was even a hair-raising crisp sound. Obviously, that was the sound of Qin Zhengqian's bones exploding.
In the next second, a large amount of blood flowed out from the bone palm's fingers.
This scene made everyone's expression change. Everyone's eyes widened, and there was an unconcealable fear in their eyes.
The competition was over! Ouyang Haochen won! The examiner hurriedly announced the results of the competition. Obviously, now, Qin Zhengqian must have lost the ability to fight.
However, even after the examiner announced the results of the competition, Ouyang Haochen still had no intention of stopping. Instead, the expression on his face became more and more ferocious, and he even muttered to himself, "Die! Die! Die! "
Seeing this, the examiner did not have the slightest hesitation. His figure flashed, and in an instant, he appeared in front of Ouyang Haochen.
Only to see that his eyes were emitting light, and when Ouyang Haochen looked into his eyes, he immediately fainted.
The onlookers, one after another, breathed a sigh of relief. This examiner cultivated illusion techniques, and he was also an elder of the Sacred Alliance, reaching the realm of Level Four Wu Sheng.
In the previous General Alliance Conferences, there would also be casualties in the other competitions, except for the elimination rounds.
Later on, in order to prevent this sort of thing from happening, the Sacred Alliance decided to appoint an elder as the chief examiner for every competition, with the exception of the elimination rounds and the regional competitions, in order to prevent this sort of senseless death from happening again.
How could this be? What happened to Ouyang Haochen? Why did he have to kill Qin Zhengqian? A disciple of the Alliance Martial House asked, puzzled. This was only a trivial tournament, not an elimination tournament. Why must they be so cruel and merciless?
The rest of the people also echoed, obviously condemning Ouyang Haochen's methods.
At this moment, Xiumu Xinhua also put his hands behind his back and explained, "It's not that Ouyang Haochen wants to kill him. Ouyang Haochen can't control all of this."
He was born with a strange disease that caused him to easily lose his rationality and become bloodthirsty in the process of battle.
It was precisely because of this that he was known as the most dangerous person among the direct disciples. This wasn't because he was stronger than the other direct disciples, but because he was unable to control himself in battle.
Even the arrogant and complacent Xiumu Xinhua had an ugly expression on his face as he spoke of Ouyang Haochen.
He was also very glad that he had not encountered such a monster.
After saying this, Xiumu Xinhua looked at Lin Yun, his eyes filled with a strong fighting spirit.
However, Lin Yun didn't pay attention to him.
In this match, the speed at which the arena was cleared was relatively slow.
When everyone saw Qin Zhengqian's current appearance, they couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air.
This was because Qin Zhengqian's entire body was covered in blood, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and he was on the verge of death. If not for the chief examiner's timely intervention, he would have died at Ouyang Haochen's hands.
A moment later, the tenth match was about to begin.
Semi-finals, first group, tenth match, Xiumu Xinhua against Ye Zhihuan!
Before entering the arena, Xiumu Xinhua first came to Lin Yun's side. He looked at Lin Yun and said in a calm tone, "You only used one move to defeat Ye Zhihuan, but I can also use one move to defeat him.
You'd better take a good look at my strength. Don't underestimate me and cause yourself to lose too badly. "
As soon as his voice fell, Xiumu Xinhua leaped and jumped into the arena.
Ye Zhihuan still stood at the corner of the arena, not daring to let Xiumu Xinhua approach.
Seeing this scene, Xiumu Xinhua also smiled and said, "Zhihuan, you should be clear that the Spirit Consciousness of our Ghost King Sect's disciples is not inferior to your Mirage Sect's disciples. Your illusion has no effect on me."
Ye Zhihuan frowned. She knew that what Xiumu Xinhua said was true and not bragging.
The match began!
Following the chief examiner's order, Ye Zhihuan had already summoned her Martial Soul.
Although Xiumu Xinhua was the chief core disciple of the Ghost King Sect, she would not admit defeat no matter what!
Evil Spirit Purgatory!
In an instant, the martial soul behind Ye Zhihuan's back suddenly enlarged.
However, as Xiumu Xinhua said, Ye Zhihuan's illusion did not have the slightest effect on him.
Xiumu Xinhua merely swung the scythe in his hand forward, and the length of the scythe grew at an extremely terrifying speed. In the blink of an eye, it pierced through a distance of several hundred meters with an unstoppable force, and fiercely slammed into Ye Zhihuan's abdomen, tearing off a piece of flesh.
Xiumu Xinhua won!
Facing Ye Zhihuan, Xiumu Xinhua and Lin Yun both used one move to defeat her.
However, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Xiumu Xinhua's move was also more direct and efficient than Lin Yun's.
A peak grade eight Wu Huang, the chief core disciple who was about to step into the doorstep of a personal disciple!
After defeating Ye Zhihuan, Xiumu Xinhua directly walked down the arena as if he had done a trivial matter and said to Lin Yun, "This is my strength. The last spot will definitely be mine!"
After saying that, Xiumu Xinhua turned around and walked to the resting area.
He's really strong. Qing Yi looked at Xiumu Xinhua's back and could not help but break out in cold sweat for Lin Yun.
As the chief core disciple of the Ghost King Sect, Xiumu Xinhua had reached the peak grade eight Wu Huang. Jiang Yun, if you can really defeat him, then you can be said to have entered the top twenty. Xia Houyang said with a solemn face.
He understood that this was the first opponent that Lin Yun would encounter in this time's General Alliance Meeting, a peak grade eight Wu Huang!
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