Chapter 440 Winning streak
When the referee reacted and pulled the vampire bat soul master away, his entire chest had completely collapsed. There was not a drop of blood on the golden dragon spear, but layers of bright golden light continued to rush towards Fu Rui's hand.
"What a pity." Having said that, Zhongli Wu didn't seem to be that disappointed.
On the contrary, Tang Ya, who was in the Tang Sect rest area, looked at Mu Xing on the podium thoughtfully when she saw the golden dragon spear.
"What's wrong?" Feng Ling, the deputy leader of the Tang Sect, noticed something wrong with Tang Ya.
"Deputy Leader, if I remember correctly, Fu Shi also seems to have a spear that can absorb vitality? You see, their surnames are the same, does this mean..." Tang Ya deliberately stopped there, leaving Feng Ling with endless imagination.
Feng Ling was stunned. Before she could react, an excited voice suddenly sounded beside her.
"It means that if we can absorb that girl into the church, then the Holy Church will have one more Golden Dragon Saint!" The Masked Douluo successfully misled Feng Ling's thinking.
It’s not you... Tang Ya glared at the Masked Douluo in frustration.
To be honest, she hated Masked Douluo. When she had just joined the Holy Spirit Church and had not yet become a saint, he deliberately used the magic maggot spirit to scare her, leaving her with a big psychological trauma. So much so that now when she thought of the maggots crawling under Masked Douluo's skin, she couldn't help but want to vomit.
"Deputy Leader, don't you think this is too coincidental?" Tang Ya glared at the mask fiercely.
Before Feng Ling could speak, Masked Douluo spoke first: "Saintess, I know you don't like Saintess Black Kite, but since we are all companions, we shouldn't doubt each other. Is the miracle that Saintess Black Kite showed in front of everyone fake? Moreover, the contestant from Long Pavilion didn't even open his spirit ring, and relied entirely on physical strength to attack the opponent, which is completely different from Saintess Black Kite's style! Besides, if you don't believe in Saintess Black Kite, can you also not believe in the ban set by the Supreme Master?"
"What the Seventh Elder said makes sense. Lan Yin, you don't need to say more. The leader and I have our own judgment. Although the girl has hidden her strength, her martial soul is definitely an extremely pure dragon type, which is completely different from Xiao Shi's martial soul." Feng Ling's suspicion was instantly dispelled. The Holy Spirit Sect has been developing for so many years, and the undercover agents sent by various forces cannot pass the test of the Supreme Leader. They are either dead or refined into puppets or resentful spirits.
In addition, Tang Ya had a history of actively looking for trouble several times, so Feng Ling naturally trusted the Masked Douluo more.
"The deputy leader is right, Saint, although the girl on the stage does not have a spirit ring, you must not report to the competition organizing committee that she is a ferocious beast in disguise. Our Holy Church cannot afford to lose this person." The Masked Douluo said sinisterly.
"Instead of stirring up trouble here, you should just do your own thing. Xiao Shi has already made it to the finals of the underground competition. In terms of strength and contribution, she is far superior to you. You'd better not cause any more trouble." Feng Ling's face became even uglier when she remembered that Tang Ya had once questioned the identity of the Black Kite Saint.
"The game is over, Longge wins." After confirming that the second contestant of Mingyu Sect was dead, the referee announced the result helplessly, and the protective shield on the competition stage disappeared.
At this moment, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded, and then a figure appeared on the stage like black lightning. In a flash of black light, it appeared in front of Fu Rui. A white and slender hand stretched forward, and five dark golden nails over a foot long suddenly popped out and grabbed towards her head.
A ray of golden light shot out instantly along with a high-pitched dragon roar, instantly illuminating the entire competition stage. Before the referee could react, the captain of the Mingyu Sect who had illegally attacked Fu Rui followed in the footsteps of his teammates, but Fu Rui's soul ring was also exposed to everyone.
“Soul Saint?!” The exclamation instantly resounded throughout the entire competition venue, and the audience seats instantly boiled over.
The entire arena erupted in deafening cheers and discussions. This was the second Soul Saint to appear since the start of the tournament! Huo Yuhao was not counted. Apart from his companions, no one knew his true level. But no one was stupid enough to think that he could come out to compete with only a white soul ring and lead the entire team into the round-robin tournament by himself.
In the rest area of the Sun and Moon team, compared to the shock of their teammates, the Hong Chen siblings seemed much calmer. Their grandfather was able to empty out the family savings to trade with Long Xiaoyao, and use the resources gained in exchange to build them up to the level of Soul Saints. There was no reason for Long Xiaoyao to ignore his own cubs. Of course, the best should be left for his own people. They would not be too surprised even if a Soul Douluo appeared from Long Pavilion.
If you can't win, just surrender.
On the Tang Sect side, Tang Ya stared at the figure on the stage in disbelief. The Masked Douluo was still chattering, buzzing in her ear like an annoying fly.
"Saint, if you were to face off against Dragon Pavilion, are you sure you could win?" Masked Douluo said in a gloating tone, "Saint Black Kite seemed to have said that if you lose, she'll make you pay!"
After a brief shock, everyone on the Mingyu Sect's side went crazy. All of a sudden, all kinds of martial spirits and soul guides were released, and soul rings rose up, and they were about to rush up and fight Fu Rui to the death.
So what if they were soul saints? The death of their captain and teammates made their anger overcome their reason.
On the other hand, over at Long Ge, only Yan Feng walked onto the competition stage, while the others were still waiting in the battle zone.
"Why are they still doing the buy two get one free deal?" Yan Feng couldn't help but complain. Normally, an illegal sneak attack would result in a loss. There is no such thing as the dead are the greatest in the competition, so Fu Rui had won three games in a row.
Judging from the situation, Wang Dong might not win any game.
"Stop it!" A loud shout rang out from the sky. Then, a figure fell from the sky. It was an old man in a green robe, and he landed right next to the referee. He raised his hand, and a green light curtain rose up, almost a hundred meters high. It completely separated the two sides, even the pressure generated by each other's momentum was separated.
"Are you paid to come up here and stare blankly?" Then, the old man turned around, slapped the referee of the game, and sent him flying, falling directly off the stage.
"Everyone stop, stay calm! I am Zheng Zhan, the chief referee of this competition. Anyone who dares to move will be expelled from this competition immediately!"
"She killed our captain!" The deputy captain of the Mingyu Sect team glared at Zheng Zhan angrily.
"Isn't that what he deserves? If you kill someone, you must be prepared to be killed!" Although Yan Feng is an ice-attribute soul master, he is very good at heating up the atmosphere.
"That was because she killed our captain's brother first, so the captain..."
"He wants to suck my blood, and I can't fight back?" Fu Rui held the middle section of the Golden Dragon Spear, with the tip of the spear pointing directly at the contestants of the Mingyu Sect.
"Enough!" Zheng Zhan interrupted the quarrel between the two sides. "I saw everything that happened just now. The accident was entirely caused by the referee. All subsequent referees in this game will be made by me."