"What … What's going on?"
"Why isn't Ouyang Haochen moving? What's going on? "
"What did Jiang Yun do?"
The crowd was in an uproar. Then, under everyone's shocked gazes, they suddenly realized that a strange thing had drilled out of the hollow bone ball on the stage.
A translucent arm trembled slightly as it appeared on the surface of the hollow bone ball. It was as if a soul was being pulled out of the hollow bone ball.
"A long-range Soul Technique!"
The Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect, Withered Wood Cultivator, exclaimed as he stood up and looked at Lin Yun in disbelief.
He had originally thought that Lin Yun had only controlled a little bit of Soul Power and was lucky enough to learn a set of Soul Techniques.
However, he had never expected that Lin Yun's Soul Power was so strong that he could use a long-range Soul Technique.
"A long-range Soul Technique?" The other Sect Masters were also shocked as they looked at Lin Yun in astonishment.
The Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect controlled a mysterious Soul Power, so he couldn't be wrong.
"Even Wu Sheng, who controlled Soul Power, couldn't use a long-range Soul Technique. How did a puny Wu Huang do it?" The Sacred Lord of Illusionary Realms said with a dumbfounded expression. Although they didn't control Soul Power, they had some understanding of such things at their level.
The conversation between the upper echelons of the Sacred Alliance was naturally heard by the audience.
At that moment, everyone had a look of disbelief on their faces as they stared at each other.
"A long-range Soul Technique … Oh my god! How many trump cards does this Jiang Yun have? "
"It's already amazing that he can control a set of Soul Techniques, but he can also use a long-range Soul Technique?"
"Even the direct disciple of the Ghost King Sect, Takeshi Suki, can use a long-range Soul Technique because of the power of his Martial Soul. However, Jiang Yun doesn't have a Martial Soul."
While the crowd was in an uproar, the outcome of the battle on the stage had already been decided.
A translucent spirit body had been completely pulled out of the hollow bone ball and was attached to the surface of the hollow bone ball.
Everyone took a closer look and realized that this spiritual body was Ouyang Haochen's soul.
Ouyang Haochen, who had always been arrogant and unruly, was now filled with shock, fear, and confusion.
"Stop it, Jiang Yun. You've already won. If this goes on, his soul will be damaged." At this moment, a hand quietly rested on Lin Yun's wrist. It was Ren Tianxing's hand.
Everyone understood that when Ren Tianxing stopped Lin Yun, it was clear that Lin Yun had won the match.
Lin Yun glanced at Ren Tianxing and retracted his right hand.
At the same time, the hollow bone ball instantly exploded and Ouyang Haochen's spirit body also returned to his body.
Everyone could clearly see that Ouyang Haochen was lying on the stage, unconscious and his face was pale.
"Jiang Yun wins!"
It was not until three seconds after Ren Tianxing announced the result of the match that the audience was in an uproar.
"He won? Jiang Yun actually won against Ouyang Haochen! "
"Even Ouyang Haochen, who has an absolute defense, is not a match for Jiang Yun? Wu Huang, who is in the late stage of Level Four, defeated seven pro-disciples in succession. I'm afraid this will become a record that no one can surpass in the General Alliance Conference. "
"Long-range soul attack! It's too inexplicable. I don't know if he or the Ghost King Sect's pro-disciple, Takeshi Suki, who will win? "
For a moment, Lin Yun became the object of everyone's discussion. Some people even thought that Lin Yun might be able to compete with Jian Zizai and the others for the throne of the champion.
However, this statement was quickly refuted by many of the General Alliance's disciples.
"Champion? You're not dreaming, right? Although Jiang Yun is strong, compared to Jian Zizai, Takeshi Suki, Wei ShenMo and Sima Luo, he is still too young. "
"That's right. With Jiang Yun's strength, he can at most compete with the Zither Faction's pro-disciple, Ye Qin. As for the position of champion, it has always been our General Alliance's disciples!"
"I have to admit that this kid from the Alliance Martial House is indeed strong. However, if he wants to take the throne of champion from the hands of our General Alliance's disciples, he is simply a fool's dream!"
For a time, the General Alliance's disciples and the Alliance Martial House's disciples could not come to an end. Regarding all of this, Lin Yun turned a deaf ear and walked down the stage.
On the way back to the resting area, Lin Yun could keenly feel several eyes falling on him.
Jian Zizai's faint eyes, Takeshi Suki's gloomy eyes, Sima Luo's playful eyes, and Wei ShenMo's eyes that were filled with fighting spirit.
Unknowingly, Lin Yun had also become one of them and had the qualifications to compete with them.
As for the Zither Faction's pro-disciple, Ye Qin, she had her eyes closed the entire time. However, her ears were trembling slightly. In fact, she had never missed any of Lin Yun's matches.
This was because she knew that with her strength, she could not compare with Jian Zizai's group of four. Now, it seemed that the fifth place of the General Alliance's conference would be decided between her and Lin Yun.
And it just so happened that the next match was Ye Qin.
"Fourth round of the finals, 21st match, Ye Qin versus Zhao Xue Feng."
After hearing the two words' Ye Qin ', many of the General Alliance's male disciples in the audience cheered. It was obvious that Ye Qin had always been the idol of their hearts.
Amidst the cheers of the crowd, Ye Qin slowly walked up the stage. In her arms was a cyan zither. This zither had eight strings, and it was her weapon. It was also her god-ranked martial soul, the Eight String Zither.
In this match, no one was optimistic about Zhao Xue Feng, even though he had comprehended the Sacred Wargod Artifact.
After all, Ye Qin's sound wave attacks could ignore Zhao Xue Feng's defense.
After Ren Tianxing announced the start of the match, Zhao Xue Feng immediately activated the Sacred Wargod Artifact.
At the same time, Ye Qin held the Eight String Zither in her arms. Her slender hands plucked the strings, emitting a beautiful sound.
At this moment, all the sound waves turned into invisible blades that swept towards Zhao Xue Feng.
These sound waves instantly penetrated Zhao Xue Feng's Divine Wargod Armor and penetrated his body.
In the next second, Zhao Xue Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.
Everyone was dumbfounded. Even after Ren Tianxing announced Ye Qin's victory, many people were still in a daze.
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