Wei Wushuang almost screamed out loud. What kind of soul technique could strengthen his subordinates sixty-eight times?
Terrifying!
Wei Wushuang was speechless at this level of power. It could even be called terrifying.
Wei Wushuang was now sure that his disciple had the ability to fight for the Saint Fate. His chances of success were over ninety percent.
The Nine Dragons Throne dissipated and turned into a dazzling golden light that entered Lin Qian's body. Lin Qian walked down from the sky and stood among his top subordinates, surrounded by them.
Many of the Huaxia Empire's most powerful fighters around him were shrouded in colorful light, dazzling and dazzling.
Of course, the light on their bodies did not only make them look better, but also strengthened them, increasing their strength rapidly.
"Attack!" In the next moment, Lin Qian's eyes turned cold and he gave the order. The eight people in front of him trembled with soul energy.
Zhuge Ming made the first move. After the soul energy in his body surged, a book appeared in his hand and turned into words that filled the sky.
His soul energy surged into the words and turned into chains that covered a distance of ten thousand li.
The chains of words slid and intertwined with each other. A sealing power spread out. In an instant, the space was completely sealed by a formation. The range of the battle was completely restricted.
Mu Ding's face fell when he sensed the power of the sealing spell. "Not good! That person with the book has sealed the entire area with a spell formation. I can't form my World of Wood, so I can only use ordinary attacks."
Mu Ding's expression turned gloomy after saying that. The others' hearts sank.
Mu Ding's ability was the most important among the nine from Hegemon Palace. After forming his World of Wood, he could confuse the other party and increase their strength.
The other party did not know where they were, but they knew.
Sealing the space also sealed Mu Ding's ability. It was unexpected that there was such a capable person among the other party.
"Don't be distracted. Attack together!" Sheng Li comforted everyone and shouted.
However, just as he opened his mouth to speak, he realized that two people were closing in on them at a shocking speed.
One wielded a spear like a dragon emerging from the sea, while the other wielded a halberd like a god of war descending upon the world.
Zhao Long and Lu Bu came together at an incredible speed.
The Supreme Dragon Spear was like a roaring dragon as it pierced into their midst, causing their formation to collapse.
The ancient halberd's strength was boundless, as if it could split mountains and split the earth. It slashed through the air, forcing them to scatter.
They could clearly feel the might contained within the spear and halberd. If they didn't dodge, it would be hard for them to block the attack, and they would definitely suffer heavy injuries.
Just one attack had caused their formation to collapse, which was something that Sheng Li found hard to accept.
On the other side, Qi Tian of the Hegemon Hall's Mystical Soul Race waved his hand and condensed his soul qi into an ice spear. Then, he aimed it at Zhao Long and Lu Bu.
Everywhere the spear passed, it emitted a biting cold Qi, freezing the surroundings. The cold was bone-chilling. Ordinary Spirit Martial Artists would be affected, their speed slowing down.
However, when the cold air approached Zhao Long and Lu Bu, the seven-colored light around their bodies blocked the cold air, not allowing it to advance any further.
Xiu! Xiu!
Following that, two sharp arrows whistled through the air and accurately struck the ice spear, shattering it in an instant.
Qi Tian's face stiffened, and he quickly turned his head to the other side. He saw Li Rong holding an ordinary-looking longbow in his hand, smiling as if he was looking at a child.
"Damn it!" Qi Tian cursed under his breath. But in that instant, he felt a chill run down his spine, and he immediately retreated in alarm.
However, at that moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder, causing his retreating figure to come to an abrupt stop.
At some point in time, a handsome, even effeminate man clad in black leather soft armor with black mist shrouding his body had arrived beside him.
"You're very alert, but you won't be able to escape now that I, Ji Qing, have my eyes on you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ji Qing extended her hand and lightly swiped at Qi Tian's neck.
Suddenly, a dazzling light burst out from Qi Tian's throat, blocking Ji Qing's swipe.
However, Qi Tian's body was instantly enveloped in white light, and he disappeared from the spot.
In the next instant, he reappeared on the arena in midair. It was obvious that he had been sealed by the arena.
According to the rules of the Sacred Institute Battle, Qi Tian had been judged dead and eliminated from the competition. It was only because of the protection of the Battle Formation of the Sacred Academy that he didn't die and was teleported to this place.
After being teleported to the arena, Qi Tian was still in a daze, unable to react.
It wasn't just him. None of the spectating students could react in time.
Why was one of the Hegemon Palace's members killed when the competition had only just begun?
"Careful, gather up!" Liu Jianqing noticed something was amiss, and he quickly warned the others. The crowd immediately gathered around.
Swoosh!
Sword light flashed, and thousands of sword auras spread out in all directions, forcing the crowd to retreat again.
Hua Ling immediately took control of the situation.
Zhao Long and Lu Bu seized the opportunity to take control of the situation, scattering the remaining eight members of the Hegemon Palace, preventing them from gathering together.
The soul qi that was originally connected to each other started to scatter, and it became indistinct. They couldn't gather together to form a special combination attack.
On the other side, Ji Qing sneered. His figure was shrouded in black mist, and when the black mist dissipated, he disappeared in midair.
Xu Meng raised his giant shield and stood in front of Lin Qian and Li Rong. The Thunder Race clansmen and Explosive Flame Race clansmen of Hegemon Hall took advantage of the chaos to attack them, but they were all blocked. In fact, he couldn't even take a step back.
On Li Rong's side, he didn't attack much, but every time he did, he was extremely accurate. He either stopped the Hegemon Palace's attacks, stopped their movements, or whittled away at their protective soul qi.
Zhuge Ming maintained the sealing power, and he didn't move an inch. He didn't plan to attack again.
Guan Yi carried his Green Dragon Crescent Blade and didn't move an inch. However, those who were observant noticed that his body was glowing with a red light, as if he was preparing for something.
However, there was only one thought in the minds of the spectators.
Strong!
So strong!
The nine members of the Hegemon Palace were very strong, and their combination attack was heaven-defying. Otherwise, why would everyone think that Lin Qian couldn't win?
They were the nine members of the Hegemon Palace in the past, and they had achieved eighteen consecutive victories in the Battle of the Sacred Institute.
But Lin Qian and the others had completely shattered the image of the Hegemon Palace. The battle power they displayed made everyone's jaws drop, and they couldn't believe it.
Even Qi Tian of the Hegemon Palace's Mystical Soul Race had been defeated so easily.
When they thought of that elusive Ji Qing, many people felt a chill on their necks. It was as if someone would grab their neck at any moment and wipe it lightly, just like Qi Tian.
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