He didn't expect that the other party would admit defeat before he broke the light shield.

However, since the opponent has already admitted defeat, Long Aotian cannot continue attacking.

Xu Shenshu clenched his teeth, his hands trembling slightly, and slowly removed the white light shield covering his entire body.

The moment the light shield dissipated, he felt dizzy, his vision went dark, and he almost lost his balance.

He held his knees and breathed heavily. Sweat kept dripping from his forehead, creating tiny dust flowers on the dry ground.

Long Aotian stood opposite him, with his arms folded across his chest, looking at him with interest, a hint of understanding in his eyes.

At this time, Xu Shenshu's face was as pale as paper, and his hair was soaked with sweat, sticking wetly to his forehead.

His lips were cracked and slightly open, breathing in the air greedily, as if to absorb every bit of oxygen.

He tried to take a step, but his legs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead. Each step was extremely difficult and his body was swaying, as if he would fall down at any time.

He looked so weak, not as imposing as before, it was as if he had suffered a serious illness.

It turned out that although Long Aotian did not break his defensive shield, every time his attack landed on the shield, it would generate a powerful recoil force, which caused Xu Shenshu's blood to surge and his soul power to quickly dissipate.

Xu Shenshu's current state clearly shows that his soul power has been over-consumed and he is almost at the end of his rope.

Xu Shenshu took a deep breath and tried to calm the surging blood in his body. He knew that he no longer had the strength to fight.

He could only admit failure helplessly. Fortunately, his efforts this time were not in vain. He had consumed some of Long Aotian's physical strength, and he had completed the task.

He was the first one sent out, and obviously there was no hope of winning for him. His task was to consume the opponent as much as possible and gain an advantage for his teammates behind him.

"You win, you've squeezed me dry."

Xu Shenshu smiled bitterly, dragged his heavy steps to Long Aotian, and said weakly.

"You'd better think about the consequences of what you say. Do you think it's appropriate to say that?"

Long Aotian's facial muscles twitched and his fists clenched quietly.

"Ahem, I meant that you have drained my soul power. I spoke too quickly. I'm sorry." Xu Shenshu said somewhat embarrassedly.

"I hope you just spoke too quickly, otherwise I'm really afraid that you will be beaten to death in the future. Okay, go down quickly. You look so weak, you should exercise more often."

“Look at me.”

As he spoke, Long Aotian subtly compared his muscles to Xu Shenshu, his mouth corners cracked, revealing a mouthful of big white teeth emitting a mysterious glow.

In an instant, Xu Shenshu felt as if his eyes were about to be blinded by the light.

"I understand." Xu Shenshu, looking weak, quickly walked off the stage.

Win! This guy won so easily.

The people watching the fight were totally confused. Not only did they not use any special skills, but the two of them only exchanged one move each.

Then Long Aotian kept casting light shields, and after kicking more than ten times he won inexplicably.

If this wasn't in Mingdu and the prince wasn't on the podium, they would probably shout about the shady deal.

No matter how dissatisfied the spectators are, the game must go on.

There was a warm applause from the audience, and under the gaze of everyone, the second contestant from Dilongmen walked onto the stage with steady steps.

After he stood still, his eyes met Long Aotian's. The distance between the two men gradually widened, and a tense atmosphere filled the air.

The referee raised his arm high, then swung it down, announcing the start of the second game.

The contestant's name is Feng Jue, and his martial soul is also an earth dragon. However, unlike ordinary earth dragons, his earth dragon is mutated and has wind attributes and amazing speed.

Feng Jue was well aware of Long Aotian's strength and it was not wise to confront him head-on, so he decided to adopt a flexible tactic to try to consume Long Aotian's soul power and buy time for his teammates behind him.

With a low shout, Feng Jue released his martial soul. A layer of green scales quickly covered the left half of his body. Four soul rings, two yellow and two purple, rose from under his feet one after another, emitting powerful soul power fluctuations.

His first two soul rings shone brightly, and a powerful airflow surrounded his body. Feng Jue's figure turned into a blue lightning and rushed towards Long Aotian at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

With the blessing of soul power, his hands turned into sharp dragon claws, flashing with cold light. His eyes were fixed on Long Aotian. As long as the opponent made the slightest movement, he would immediately dodge and wait for an opportunity to launch a fatal blow.

This was his carefully planned battle plan. He knew that there was a huge gap between his strength and Long Aotian's, but he believed that as long as he seized the opportunity, he would be able to cause some trouble to Long Aotian.

The distance on the ring was rapidly shortening, and in a flash, Feng Jue arrived in front of Long Aotian. He saw that Long Aotian was still throwing a punch casually like before, and said to himself, "As expected."

Feng Jue was prepared. He flashed and rushed to the side like a ghost, trying to avoid Long Aotian's attack.

However, although Feng Jue's idea was good, the reality was cruel. The gap between his strength and Long Aotian was too big, and his body's reaction speed could not keep up with his thinking.

Just as he was about to dodge, an overwhelming force came towards him and hit him hard in the face.

Feng Jue felt his mind go blank. The intense pain made his eyes go black. His body flew backwards uncontrollably and fell heavily on the edge of the ring.

"next."

Long Aotian folded his hands in front of his chest and said lightly.

"How could you hit me in the face?" Feng Jue tried to struggle to get up, but Long Aotian's strength was too strong, and his Soul Sect strength could not withstand it at all.

Everything went dark before his eyes and he passed out on the spot.

It is true that Long Aotian is not known for his speed, but Feng Jue is just a Soul Master.

No matter how slow a Soul Saint is, it can't be slower than a Soul Master. His level directly suppresses you.

Both battles were so simple.

The two contestants from Dilongmen have already been defeated.

Several masters of Dilongmen who were sitting in the rest area and had wanted to hide their weaknesses in this game all had their faces changed drastically.

The Snow Demon Sect actually sent out a Soul Saint and won two games in a row in an instant.

I’m afraid the next games will be difficult!

What frustrated them the most was that once the players entered the waiting area, they could no longer be replaced. These main players could only watch and could do nothing.

The third Earth Dragon Gate member took a deep breath and tried to suppress the fear in his heart, but his trembling legs revealed his true emotions.

He walked slowly onto the ring, his eyes involuntarily falling on Long Aotian's fist as big as a casserole. The tragic scenes of the previous two matches kept flashing in his mind, making him shudder.

But he still forced himself to calm down. He knew that he represented the honor of Dilongmen, so he had to bite the bullet and go in. When the gong sounded to start the game, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards Long Aotian, trying to make up for the difference in strength with speed.

However, Long Aotian's speed was faster than he had imagined. He dodged the attack of the Dilongmen team members with ease, and then threw a punch with lightning speed, hitting the opponent's chest heavily.

The Dilongmen team member groaned, and his body flew backwards like a kite with a broken string. He fell heavily on the edge of the ring, covering his chest in pain, and was unable to get up for a long time.

This time, Long Aotian seemed to show mercy and did not attack the head directly like before, but chose the relatively less vulnerable chest.

The Dilongmen player struggled to stand up, but the severe pain made him unable to move. He could only watch the referee announce the result of the game.

The audience below the stage was silent, all of them were shocked by Long Aotian's powerful strength.

In the rest area, the players of each team had livid faces. They originally thought that even if Dilongmen lost, it would not be a defeat too badly, but they did not expect the result to be such a one-sided crushing.

Princess Xu Jiujiu's beautiful eyes were filled with solemnity. She turned to look at the teacher leading the team beside her and asked in a heavy tone:

"Have you found out what the Snow Demon Sect is? There is actually a Soul Sage in the team. How can we play like this?"

This time, she is the team leader, bringing people from the Star Luo Empire to participate in the competition.

This year's Xingluo Empire team is much stronger than before, which makes Xu Jiujiu want to win the championship.

The reason is that there is a Soul Emperor in the team, which is the source of her confidence.

But what she didn't expect was that there would even be Soul Saints in this competition.

"Your Highness, the Snow Demon Sect is just a small, unknown sect in the Sky Soul Empire."

A teacher in charge who was sitting below her bowed and saluted.

"Oh? A small sect in the Heavenly Soul Empire actually has a Soul Sage participating in the competition?"

Xu Jiujiu frowned slightly, obviously surprised by the news.

"Yes, Your Highness." The teacher in charge replied respectfully.
"That's all the information we were able to find."

"That's all?" Xu Jiujiu's voice became louder.

"A little-known sect can train students at the Soul Saint level? Are you kidding me?"

The teacher in charge sensed the dissatisfaction of the team, and beads of sweat oozed from his forehead. He quickly explained:

"Your Highness, please calm down. We also find it incredible, but their registration information is indeed like this."

The teacher in charge said with embarrassment: "Your Highness, this is all we can find out. The Snow Demon Sect is really hiding too deeply. However..."

"But what?" Xu Jiujiu asked unhappily. He hated people who only spoke half of their sentences the most.

The teacher in charge paused and said, "We saw several familiar names in their registration information."

"What's the name?" Xu Jiujiu asked.

"Han Yu, Yuan Gungun, Lan Susu, Lan Luoluo..." The teacher in charge answered cautiously, observing Xu Jiujiu's expression.

Hearing this, Xu Jiujiu's face suddenly changed, and a familiar figure appeared in his mind, the young man who looked down on him.

"Han Yu..." Xu Jiujiu gnashed his teeth and repeated the name, clenching his fists tightly. "So it's him! What a Snow Demon Sect, what a Han Yu!"

At this moment, she understood everything.

Obviously, she had guessed something.

In fact, it is not difficult to find out their origins by just checking the Snow Demon Sect’s list of participants.

Of course, this is only limited to the academy teams that have participated in the competition before, and the sect teams are ignored.

Three team members were defeated in succession, and the Dilongmen team below the ring was in an uproar. The remaining four team members could no longer remain calm. They stood up, paced anxiously, and talked a lot.

There was only one female soul master. She had a slender figure and pretty face, but she also had a heroic air. At this moment, she had a frown on her face and said nothing.

She clenched her fists tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white from the effort. After taking a deep breath, she finally made up her mind and walked onto the ring with steady steps.

After standing still, she first bowed slightly to Long Aotian politely, and then gave her name:

"Hello, my name is Nan Qiuqiu."

Hearing Nan Qiuqiu's voice, Long Aotian turned his gaze from the Dilongmen team to her, with a polite smile on his face, and nodded slightly in response:

"Hello." Nan Qiuqiu looked directly at Long Aotian. There was no trace of fear in her eyes, but instead a firmness:
"Go down, let Han Yu come. As long as he defeats me, I will admit defeat on behalf of Dilongmen."

After saying that, she nodded slightly towards Long Aotian again, waiting for his reply.

The smile on Long Aotian's face gradually disappeared. He frowned slightly, his thoughts churning in his mind. Nan Qiuqiu's words and actions were a little unusual, which made him curious about the whole story.

He pondered for a moment, weighing the pros and cons, and finally nodded slowly in agreement.

"Wait, I'll call you."

As he spoke, Long Aotian jumped directly off the competition arena and walked towards the waiting area of ​​the Snow Demon Sect.

"Han Yu, why did Long Aotian walk directly down from the competition stage? Didn't we agree that we could win against seven opponents at once?"

Ning Tian looked at Long Aotian walking down from the stage and couldn't help but ask curiously.

Han Yu glanced at Nan Qiuqiu on the competition stage and said nonchalantly:

"Who knows? Maybe I'm a little tired."

"With his strength, it's easy to defeat seven at once, but this tournament is very important to all of you."

"It's also an opportunity to show off, Brother Aotian, maybe you want to give..."

After taking a look at Yuan Gungun and the others beside him, Han Yu continued:
"Maybe I want to give them a chance to show up."

Han Yu already knew why Long Aotian gave up the competition and walked away, but it was better not to say it in front of Ning Tian.

At this time, Long Aotian had already returned to the waiting area. He bowed to Han Yu and said:

"Young Master, the female spirit master above has specifically asked to compete with you."

"Of course I believe in the young master's ability, so I agreed to let her take your place."

Hearing this, everyone in the battle zone couldn't help but look at Han Yu in surprise. (End of this chapter)