Chapter 464 Countdown
On the podium, Jing Hongchen and Zhongli Wu also had unhappy expressions. Jing Hongchen might be pretending, but Zhongli Wu was really depressed. His hands were completely clenched, and he exuded an extremely unstable and dangerous aura from the inside out, like a volcano that could erupt at any time.
Jing Hongchen took a step forward and stood in front of Xu Tianran, protecting him and Juzi behind him. A layer of fiery red light lit up on his chest.
Although Jing Hongchen had never fought with Zhongli Wu, he knew how terrifying this man was. If this evil soul master went berserk, the podium would probably turn into a living hell.
"Master Hongchen, could it be that your grandson did this on purpose?" Zhongli Wu stared at Jing Hongchen sinisterly.
"What are you crazy about? Who would have thought that the girl had a weapon that could penetrate seven layers of invincible shields in an instant? The one on the field now is my granddaughter, and she may die at any time!" Jing Hongchen roared.
Jing Hongchen was not the only one who sensed the dangerous aura from Zhongli Wu. Seven or eight figures quickly came to Xu Tianran and surrounded him.
Feng Ling quickly rushed to Zhongli Wu's side, "Master, calm down. Xiao Shi is still fine. We still have a chance."
The aura of Zhongli Wu slowly subsided, and an extremely cold voice came from under the cloak.
"How dare you kill my disciples in front of me? In the future, I will make them feel the burning of their souls and the peeling of their skin and bones."
How could he not feel bad? The Holy Spirit Church had been having troubles recently, and he didn't mind the death of a few little guys. After all, two saints were enough for the younger generation, and the Black Kite Saint was the strongest among the young evil soul master geniuses.
But he never expected that the second disciple of Nether Thunder Douluo would fall into the trap so easily and gamble with the genius soul guide sent by Dragon Pavilion, losing three ranking carving knives in a row, and even Nether Thunder Douluo suffered a disaster.
Early this morning, we received the news that the Third Elder's head had been smashed, all the valuables on his body had been looted, and only a headless corpse was left in an unknown alley. One can imagine how furious Zhongli Wu was.
And now the people of Long Ge were slaughtering the pawns he had placed in the Sun Moon Royal Soul Instructor Academy in front of him. However, the weapon in that girl's hand was very special. It was very similar to the spear used by the Black Kite Saint. If the Holy Spirit Church could add another saint, the death of the third elder and several minions would not be a big deal.
"Master, please calm down! This prince promises you that these people will be handed over to you for you to deal with." Xu Tianran had recovered after a brief shock and promised Zhongli Wu across the several people who were guarding him.
"Don't worry, Your Highness. Our church will send people to capture these little creatures." After saying this, Zhongli Wu turned around, took a step forward, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Feng Ling also rose up, and her figure turned into a black light in the air, following Zhongli Wu.
Jing Hongchen took the opportunity to provoke: "Your Highness, the people from the Holy Spirit Church are too arrogant. They actually..."
Xu Tianran's face straightened, "Master Hongchen, please be careful with your words."
Jing Hongchen was slightly stunned and angrily cursed Xu Tianran for showing off in his heart!
"Game start!"
On the stage below, Zheng Zhan announced the start of the third match of the individual elimination tournament with an extremely grim expression. With the strength of a Titled Douluo and a ninth-level soul guide, he was actually unable to stop a soul saint from killing two people in a row. Although the opponent seemed to have the blessing of a ninth-level soul guide, this was simply a great humiliation for him.
Meng Hongchen moved as Zheng Zhan shouted "Game on". With the experience of her teammates as a lesson, she did not immediately use the melee soul guide on herself, but released her martial soul as soon as possible.
A layer of strange ice-blue color instantly spread over her body, and seven soul rings, two yellow, two purple, and three black, instantly rose up, showing her powerful Soul Saint-level cultivation.
Seeing the appearance of these seven spirit rings, the audience outside the competition stage cheered. Fu Rui's momentum just now even suppressed the audience to the point where they were a little breathless. At this time, Meng Hongchen also showed a strength that seemed to be no weaker than hers, and their suppressed emotions finally burst out.
Hong Chen's first and second soul rings flashed one after another, and a circle of ice-blue halo instantly spread out from under her feet.
However, what surprised Zheng Zhan was that this time, Fu Rui still did not launch an attack at the first moment. As a soul master who was good at close combat, she had no intention of rushing forward. She just took a step with her left foot, half turned her upper body, raised her right hand holding the golden dragon spear and placed it on her shoulder, making a gesture to throw.
A layer of golden scales began to spread from her right hand holding the spear, spreading along her arm, and soon covered all of her skin except her face. Among the seven spirit rings rising from her body, the first and second spirit rings also shone brightly.
"Admit defeat after ten seconds, and I can try to help you solve some things." For the two Soul Saints, it was not difficult to transmit soul power across a distance of a hundred meters, not to mention that Fu Rui himself also possessed spiritual attributes.
"Okay." Meng Hongchen didn't hesitate at all. She completed her first two soul skills at the first opportunity and began to count down in her heart.
An ice-blue armor instantly covered her body, and this time what appeared in her hand was no longer a weapon, but an ice-blue shield. Since it was a show, she had to do it to the fullest.
nineteen……
Fu Rui was like a volcano in eruption, with strong golden flames burning all over her body, even her body was hidden in it. The golden flames gradually gathered into a huge golden dragon head, emitting silent roars that frightened everyone.
Eight.
Xu Tianran on the rostrum suddenly felt that he was having difficulty breathing, as if his body had been bound by a tough invisible thread, and the dragon head formed by the flames rising from Fu Rui's body was actually struggling to rise.
Seven, six...
Not only Xu Tianran, but even Zheng Zhan, the referee, became nervous unconsciously. The power released by the golden dragon spear frightened even him. Is this the aura that a soul saint-level strongman can release? The spear in her hand is definitely not a soul guide, but its power is probably not lower than that of a ninth-level soul guide.
Five, four...
A low dragon roar was heard, and the huge dragon head finally rose up. The terrifying aura made everyone tremble.
Three, two, one!
"I give up!" A scene that no one expected appeared. At the moment when Fu Rui threw the golden dragon spear, Meng Hongchen suddenly hugged his head with both hands, quickly squatted down, and at the same time activated the invincible shield.