The first round, the first match.
Mo Wentian versus Wu Qilong, Bing Ling 'er versus Xuan Tian, Zhang Liang versus Ji Ziyue, Xuan Di versus Yu Tian-Heng, and finally Liu Yifei versus Shi Aotian.
At this moment, an old man walked onto the arena and shouted,"Mo Wentian and Wu Qilong, please come up to the arena!”
Mo Wentian and Wu Qilong jumped onto the arena at the same time. The two of them stood facing each other, looking at each other from afar.
Wu Qilong was dressed in a light golden suit. He had sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He was handsome and extraordinary. His entire temperament was like a sword that had just been unsheathed, revealing its sharpness. He stared at his opponent with a cautious expression because he knew that the person he was facing was not easy to deal with.
Mo Wentian's expression was calm. His head of pink hair and the white scarf around his neck fluttered backwards, giving off an extremely domineering aura.
When the referee saw the two of them in their positions, he immediately shouted," Both sides, release your Martial Souls!"
Mo Wentian and Wu Qilong heard the referee's order and released their Martial Souls at the same time.
"Fall! Meteor Sword!"
"Burn!"
As the two of them chanted their soul incantations, their soul rings also appeared and surrounded their bodies.
Mo Wentian was a thirty fifth ranked Spirit Elder, while Wu Qilong was a twenty seventh ranked Spirit Grandmaster, with high level soul rings. But this battle was practically without the slightest suspense.
A long and thin blue sword appeared in Mo Wentian's hand. The sword was three feet long, the blade was two and a half feet long, and the hilt was half a foot long. Meteor Sword could be considered a high grade tool spirit.
If Wu Qilong gave off a murderous aura, then Mo Wentian gave off a berserk aura.
At this moment, Mo Wentian was surrounded by fiery red flames, dancing in the wind. It was like a wild watercolor painting, creating a wild scene.
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Ji Ziyue looked at Mo Wentian and Wu Qilong in the ring, and saw Mo Wentian's dancing flames. She said enviously,""Wow, so powerful!"
Shi Aotian glanced at her indifferently before turning to look at Mo Wentian on the stage. He muttered to himself,"In my opinion, every bit of his flames is a sharp blade that kills people without being seen!”
"An invisible blade that kills people? No way, I think it looks very good!”Ji Ziyue stared at the flames surrounding Mo Wentian with her big purple eyes and asked.
"The more beautiful something is, the more deadly the poison!”Shi Aotian looked at Ji Ziyue's indignant eyes and said,""Mother said so!"
"Then do you think I'm fatal too?" Ji Ziyue asked with a smile.”
Shi Aotian looked at Ji Ziyue's sinister smile and said without changing his expression,""I don't think so!"
"Hehe, that's more like it!" Ji Ziyue smiled happily, as if she was a promising child.
In fact, Shi Aotian still had something to say. If Ji Ziyue knew the contents of this sentence, even God could not guarantee that Ji Ziyue would not fight Shi Aotian to the death on the spot. (Children, you know the last sentence)
Shi Aotian's hidden meaning was," I've never thought that you're lethal, because you've already proven that you're a lethal weapon that can kill without being seen!”
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"Aotian, who do you think will win?" Ji Ziyue asked.
Shi Aotian glanced at Ji Ziyue. He thought she was talking nonsense. Could a Soul Grandmaster defeat a Soul Elder? Moreover, it was a Spirit Elder eight ranks higher than him. No matter how brainless he was, he wouldn't ask such a brainless question.
Ji Ziyue also realized this, but she still looked at Shi Aotian arrogantly and puffed out her not-so-full chest." I-I'm asking you, answer me!”
Shi Aotian shook his head helplessly and said,"Mo Wentian, if you don't use your third soul skill, finish him off in three minutes!”
"It can't be, right? Mo Wentian's chances of winning are high, so I don't object. But isn't it a bit too much for him to not use his third soul skill? One must know that Wu Qilong was no weakling. It was said that his second soul skill, the Four Directions Slash, had once slain a thousand-year soul beast. Moreover, you said that you could defeat Mo Wentian within three minutes without using your third soul skill? Hehe, I don't believe it!" Ji Ziyue shook her head and said.
Shi Aotian was too lazy to argue with Ji Ziyue and said directly,""Since that's the case, let's speak the truth!”
After Shi Aotian finished speaking, he shut his mouth and turned his gaze to the arena. The clouds on the arena were already surging, and a battle was about to break out.
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