This giant was a genius of the Holy Soul Race's Giant Spirit Clan. He was born with the Giant Spirit Spiritual Energy. When combined with his Holy Energy, he was much stronger than cultivators of the same realm. Although his control was not as good as Mu Shaobai's, he was able to suppress Mu Shaobai in terms of strength.
"Haha! Come!"
The giant laughed loudly after sending Mu Shaobai flying with his axe. Then, he crazily smashed at Mu Shaobai again. The terrifying strength was very shocking. Mu Shaobai could not fight back for a moment.
"Ju Lingkun is a rare genius of the Giant Spirit Clan. He was just born, but he already possesses the Giant Spirit Spiritual Energy. The moment he appears, his Spiritual Energy is comparable to a Hierarch's. Even if Mu Shaobai doesn't lose, he will have exhausted most of his magic power."
"That's right. Who knows how many experts our Holy Soul Race has? Even if Yao Yuzhu doesn't make a move, there are many experts that can fight against the Heavenly Profound Sect. Once Ju Lingkun exhausts Mu Shaobai's magic power, his younger brother, Ju Lingyong, will make a move and defeat him."
The Holy Soul experts all had smug looks on their faces.
"Damn it! If I continue to be suppressed by him, I'm afraid I won't be able to last long with my magic power."
Mu Shaobai blocked Ju Lingkun's attack. His body flickered and he suddenly swung his sword. A sword light enveloped Ju Lingkun. That sword light actually split into countless sword lights and formed a strange sword formation.
White Light Sword Cloud Formation!
This was Mu Shaobai's method. He merged the sword formation with the sword light and used it to release the full power of the sword formation. Ju Lingkun's strength was too terrifying. If Mu Shaobai kept holding back, he would exhaust even more magic power. Therefore, he immediately used this move to heavily injure Ju Lingkun. Roar!
Roar! Roar!
However, Mu Shaobai did not expect that Ju Lingkun was not only strong, but his defense was also abnormally strong. Although he was enveloped by the sword light, Ju Lingkun still used his defensive methods to block Mu Shaobai's attack.
However, Mu Shaobai did not stop. A sword light slashed out again. He wanted to break through the sword formation and break through Ju Lingkun's defense, allowing the sword formation to kill him.
"Ju Lingkun!"
Ju Lingkun sensed great danger and immediately revealed his true body. He was a huge deity that was twenty-eight meters tall. He held a hammer with both hands and his body shone with light as he broke through Mu Shaobai's sword formation.
"Giant Spirit Thunder Hammer!"
Ju Lingkun shouted and waved his hands. His attacks were as ferocious as a tiger's, even more ferocious than before. After all, although using his true body to descend was very powerful, it consumed a terrifying amount of energy. The plane could not recover its energy immediately, so Ju Lingkun naturally wanted to defeat Mu Shaobai with an irresistible force.
"White Crane Spreads Wings!"
Mu Shaobai's face slightly changed. A pair of huge crane wings appeared on his shoulders. With a flap, he managed to shake the Giant Spiritual God's attack. However, Mu Shaobai was forced to retreat. The huge crane wings actually showed signs of collapsing.
However, Ju Lingkun's true body was instantly shattered. His aura had completely weakened. It was obvious that he had used up all his energy.
"What a pair of white crane wings! It ought to be a high-rank Saint Rank Immortal Artifact, right? Not bad, not bad. There's no need to continue this battle. I admit defeat."
Ju Lingkun brought his fists together and said, "However, your magic power is almost depleted. You will definitely lose the third battle."
While speaking, Ju Lingkun directly left the battlefield.
"Mu Shaobai, how are you?"
Zhou Xuanyi could not help but ask.
Mu Shaobai did not respond. It was just as Ju Lingkun had said, he had already used up most of his magic power. He did not have the strength to deal with the next battle. If another expert with the same strength as Ju Lingkun appeared, he would definitely lose.
"Next, I'll go!"
A voice rang out, and another huge man appeared. He looked almost the same as Ju Lingkun, except that he was slightly shorter.
"I am Ju Lingkun's younger brother, Ju Lingyong!"
The huge man said and immediately attacked. He held a heavy hammer in his hand. Although he was slightly weaker than Ju Lingkun, his speed was much faster. He attacked crazily and continuously pressured Mu Shaobai, forcing him to retreat again and again.
"Mu Shaobai, let's see how long you can last. You actually dare to challenge the ten of us. You won't even be able to last for the third battle."
Ju Lingyong shouted sternly as he attacked continuously. His voice actually contained a trace of a roar. It was the angry roar of a giant spirit. It shook Mu Shaobai's consciousness, causing him to fall into a trance.
Mu Shaobai's magic power was already depleted, but Ju Lingyong's attacks were sharp. When he attacked with his hammer, there was a thunderous boom. The final attack sent Mu Shaobai flying with a thunderous might.
"Ah!"
Mu Shaobai's face turned pale as he screamed. He looked at Ju Lingyong with a cold gaze.
"You want to challenge the ten of us? That will depend on whether you have the strength to do so. You Xuantian cultivators cannot even withstand a single blow."
Ju Lingyong said this and returned to his camp.
"Haha, let's go. We will immediately send news to the Holy Soul Realm and let Lord Yao Tian know of our might in the Holy Soul Realm."
The experts of the Holy Soul Clan slowly retreated, completely ignoring the expressions of the disciples of the five major sects.
"Sigh, we still lost after all. Furthermore, he didn't even last until the third person. It's not that Mu Shaobai is too weak. Rather, it's that Yao Yuzhu is too strong. Any one of us can defeat Ju Lingyong and Ju Lingkun. But to challenge ten people in a row is too difficult."
"What a pity. If news of this reaches the Xuantian, I'm afraid we'll lose all face. As long as Yao Yuzhu doesn't advance to the Immortal Emperor Realm, we'll be suppressed by him for the rest of our lives."
"Let's return to the camp first."
Mu Shaobai's challenge ended in failure. This result wasn't out of their expectations. But they hadn't expected Mu Shaobai to lose in the third round.
Everyone returned dejectedly. Ye Mo waved his hand when he saw them return, dispersing the fog in front of him. Judging from the previous challenge, the experts of the Holy Soul Clan had indeed exceeded his expectations. Each of them was comparable to experts like Liu Hua.
The quasi-elite disciples returned to the camp. After glancing at Ye Mo, they returned to the palace. Mu Shaobai took out some pills and started recovering his magic power.
"Sigh, we lost again!"
The Mu Lvya disciple who had been guarding the Transportation Magical Formation appeared from the flying palace and sighed.
"Senior, why don't you guard the Transportation Magical Formation for me? I'll give it a try."
Ye Mo smiled.
"You?"
The Mu Lvya disciple was stunned. "Don't try to show off. The Xuantian can't afford to lose face like this."
Weng!
At that moment, the Transportation Magical Formation lit up again. A woman wearing Mu Lvya's headmaster uniform walked out of the formation.
"Greetings, headmaster!"
The Mu Lvya disciple was shocked when he saw the woman walking out of the formation. He immediately bowed.
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