Chapter 316: Whoosh whoosh!

On the competition stage, Jili's body was shaking violently, swaying from side to side like a drunk. Finally, his legs went weak and he fell to his knees.

Then, his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and the scales on his body peeled off piece by piece. He made a "clang clang" sound from his mouth, but he couldn't utter a word.

Rays of golden light began to emanate from his body.

Gradually, the golden lights condensed into strands.

Waves of golden light scattered everywhere.

The fishy smell on his body gradually faded, replaced by a fresh smell that had just been exposed to the sun.

"Bang--"

Jili's body seemed to be torn apart by an invisible giant hand, exploding from the inside out and turning into countless tiny pieces.

What is creepy is that these fragments are not bloody, but emit a strange gray-black light, like the embers after a raging fire.

The fragments flew and spun in the air, and finally gradually dissipated in the golden light, as if they had never existed.

The audience was stunned, and the silence was so great that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone's face was filled with shock and disbelief. They stared at everything that happened on the stage in amazement, as if time had stood still.

This sudden change was so shocking that it made it difficult for them to breathe and think.

"What kind of soul skill is this?" someone murmured to himself, his voice full of fear and confusion.

"It's too scary to be able to kill a Soul Emperor-level warrior instantly!"

"Yes, this power is unheard of and unseen!"

There was a lot of discussion in the audience, but no one could give an answer because they had never seen such a strange and powerful spirit skill.

This battle was full of suspense from the very beginning. Ji Li's mysterious abilities, especially his tongue that could extend infinitely, and his own strong resistance, put Yuan Gungun in a tough fight.

However, just when everyone thought that Yuan Gungun was about to be defeated, the situation on the battlefield changed drastically.

Jili, the powerful evil soul master, was reduced to ashes in an instant without leaving any trace.

In the rest area, the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect team, Scorpion Tiger Douluo Zhang Peng, stood up suddenly, his face terribly gloomy. He stared fiercely at Yuan Gungun on the competition stage, his lips moving slightly, and no one knew what he was saying.

In the battle zone, Tang Ya, the captain of the Holy Spirit Sect team, saw this and immediately turned to look at Zhang Peng, nodded slightly to show that she understood.

Yuan Gungun stood on the competition stage, turning a deaf ear to everything around him. He was still concentrating on absorbing the soul power in the bottle and preparing for the next battle, as if the earth-shattering scene just now had nothing to do with him.

On the Holy Spirit Sect side, at Tang Ya's signal, a tall and thin team member walked onto the competition stage.

This man was over two meters tall, but skinny as a bamboo pole. He wore a loose black robe, but it still couldn't cover his thin body. From a distance, he looked like a moving clothes rack.

His movements were stiff and slow as he walked towards the center of the stage step by step. With every step, his knees made a creaking sound as if they were rusted.

"Both sides are clear." The referee's voice sounded.

"Snow Demon Sect, Yuan Gungun." Yuan Gungun said lazily.

"Holy Spirit Sect, Wang Xiaolei." Wang Xiaolei's voice was hoarse and cold, as if it came from the depths of hell, making people shudder.

Seeing Wang Xiaolei coming on stage, Han Yu's eyes flashed with a strange look in the rest area of ​​Shrek Academy. He turned his head slightly and whispered a few words to Yuan Gungun beside him.

Yuan Gungun raised his eyelids slightly and looked away from the mouth of the milk bottle. His dark eyes seemed to contain an endless abyss, deep and mysterious. He slowly put down the milk bottle in his hand, his movements were as natural as flowing water, without the slightest drag.

"Both sides retreated and prepared to play."

Bupo Douluo's voice echoed above the competition stage like a huge bell, attracting everyone's attention.

Yuan Gungun walked towards the other side of the competition stage step by step with steady steps.

His pace was not fast, but full of power. Every step seemed to be stepping on everyone's heart, making people hold their breath for fear of disturbing him.

At the same time, Wang Xiaolei of the Holy Spirit Sect also began to move.

His movements were stiff and slow, as if he was an elderly man, and every step seemed extremely heavy.

His face was pale, without a trace of blood, his eyes were lifeless, and his whole body exuded a gloomy aura, like a candle in the wind that could be extinguished at any time.

In the audience, the originally noisy noise gradually subsided, and everyone was staring at the two people on the stage, waiting for the game to begin.

The outcome of a game doesn't mean anything. Although Yuan Gungun showed amazing strength in the last game, he still has too little experience.

Many people were wondering how far this talented young man from the Snow Demon Sect could go in this semi-final.

Before this game started, almost no one was optimistic about the Snow Demon Sect.

In most people's impressions, evil soul masters are synonymous with evil, terror, and blood, and are the rats crossing the street that everyone wants to kill.

They couldn't understand why the Snow Demon Sect appeared in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Soul Fighting Competition, and why they were able to make it all the way to the semi-finals.

In their eyes, the Snow Demon Sect is just a small sect.

Moreover, there is an insurmountable gap between evil soul masters and ordinary soul masters. Under the condition of equal cultivation, it is impossible for ordinary soul masters to defeat evil soul masters.

However, the appearance of Yuan Gungun completely overturned their cognition.

With a clean victory, he proved to everyone that the evil soul master is not invincible.

Of course, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Ji Li of the Holy Spirit Sect underestimated his opponent in the previous match. He didn’t even have time to use his strongest spirit skill before being killed by Yuan Gun Gun.

But this cannot conceal Yuan Gungun's strength. The Snow Demon Sect's ability to defeat opponents in individual elimination rounds and team competitions is enough to prove their strength.

At this moment, the soul guide shield on the competition stage has risen again. Bupo Douluo stands in the center of the competition stage, looking deeply at Yuan Gungun who has walked to the edge of the competition stage.

This young man from the Snow Demon Sect always had a faint smile on his face. He seemed calm and unhurried, but it was hard to see through his heart.

As a referee, Bupo Douluo has officiated countless games and witnessed countless talented soul masters, but this is the first time he has encountered someone as mysterious as Yuan Gungun.

Unconsciously, the formerly mysterious Holy Spirit Sect seemed to no longer be the only focus. The Snow Demon Sect, for which he had officiated many games, was also shrouded in mystery, making it difficult to understand.

The Snow Demon Sect members were actually hiding so well. In the last match, when they were fighting against the strong men from other teams, they hadn't even used their full strength.

It was not until this moment that Yuan Gungun displayed his powerful fifth soul skill.

Although Zheng Zhan is a ninth-level soul master, his ability in martial arts is far from being comparable to that of a real titled Douluo. But once your cultivation reaches that level, your eyesight will naturally be much higher than that of ordinary people.

Why were the four palms that Yuan Gungun used just now able to achieve such terrifying destructive power, and from the inside out.

That is definitely not just his own power, it should also be the power of Geely itself.

In other words, his previous attack even affected the soul power in Jili's body, which eventually led to the self-explosion.

This is no longer something that can be simply described with the word soul skill.

A true soul master's fighting skills can actually reach such a level!
"The game begins." Although thoughts were running through his mind, it did not affect Zheng Zhan's enforcement of the game.

As the referee Zheng Zhan announced the start of the game, Yuan Gun rolled out. His strong body rushed towards his opponent Wang Xiaolei like a cheetah ready to pounce.

This time, his speed was faster than the previous one, and his momentum was even more amazing, because he had only one goal in mind: to force Wang Xiaolei, who was good at long-range attacks, to engage in close combat.

Han Yu's reminder was still fresh in his mind, and every step Yuan Gungun took was full of power, as if he was going to crush the hard steel ground.

He swung his arms slightly to adjust the rhythm of his sprint, his eyes as sharp as an eagle, fixed on his opponent's figure.

He knew that this was a contest of speed and strength, and he had to seize the initiative to gain the advantage.

On the other side of the venue, Wang Xiaolei remained standing still. His thin figure looked even thinner compared to Yuan Gungun, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Facing Yuan Gungun's fierce charge, Wang Xiaolei was not at all flustered. He slowly raised his right hand and pointed his slender index finger in the direction of Yuan Gungun. At the same time, six soul rings rose from under his feet, two yellow, two purple, and two black, emitting heart-pounding energy fluctuations.

As the first soul ring shone, a bony claw stretched out from Wang Xiaolei's sleeve and pointed directly at Yuan Gungun.

The next moment, a horrifying scene appeared. The hard steel ground seemed to have turned into a quagmire. Countless white bone claws broke out of the ground. They waved sharp bone blades and grabbed towards Yuan Gungun. Two of them were extremely fast and accurately grabbed Yuan Gungun's feet while he was exerting force.

The other bone claws also grabbed towards his legs.

Although it was daytime, the sky seemed to be covered by a huge gray curtain, and a suffocating feeling of oppression filled the air.

Suddenly, countless pale bone claws stretched out from under Wang Xiaolei's cloak, like devil's claws from the abyss, catching everyone's attention, and shouts of fear suddenly broke out in the audience.

The bone claws were as white as jade, emitting a heart-pounding cold light, and the sharp bone spurs flashed with cold light, as if they could tear the air apart in the next second.

The five finger bones danced like spirit snakes, bringing up gusts of cold wind that made people shudder.

At the same time, the five soul rings on Wang Xiaolei's body began to flicker. The second, third, fourth, fifth, and sixth soul rings flickered alternately. Red, black, black, black, and black. The five halos of different colors moved as if they had life, emitting a strange light.

The light was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, like breathing, or like accumulating some terrible power, which was hard to understand. Each soul ring seemed to contain huge energy, and every flash affected everyone's mind.

What kind of soul skill is Wang Xiaolei going to use?

No one knows, but everyone can feel that a powerful force is brewing and is about to erupt.

At this moment, Yuan Gungun felt his feet tighten and a huge force came, and his forward body suddenly stopped.

It turned out that Wang Xiaolei's bone claws had silently grabbed his feet, and the strong force made him unable to move.

Due to inertia, Yuan Gungun's upper body suddenly tilted forward and he was about to fall to the ground.

However, Yuan Gungun's reaction was also extremely fast. He supported himself on the ground with his hands and bounced back like a spring, instantly resolving the forward momentum.

At the same time, dazzling lightning burst out from his feet, like a violent thunder dragon, instantly blasting the bone claws that bound him into pieces.

This is exactly Yuan Gungun’s second soul skill - Thunderous Bolting.

Yuan Gungun's control over his own soul power has reached perfection. He can compress the powerful force of thunder into his feet, unleashing astonishing destructive power.

In the previous battle, he relied on this powerful move to suppress Jili's tongue.

This time, he also concentrated all his strength on his feet. With a few crisp "crackling" sounds, Wang Xiaolei's bone claws were instantly blown into pieces.

The fifth soul skill that Yuan Gungun used previously was when Han Yu helped him hunt a soul beast named Light Titan.

Yuan Gungun’s martial soul is fat, so all power-type soul beasts are suitable for him.

Soul beasts like the Light Titan are very rare, but they are extremely suitable for Yuan Gungun.

It not only brings Yuan Gungun powerful strength, but also great defensive power.

Combined with the power of light, it forms a powerful ability to break evil.

It has a considerable inhibitory effect on all evil soul masters.

This is also the reason why the mysterious national teacher's emotions fluctuated drastically when he saw Yuan Gungun destroy Jili.

However, due to Yuan Gungun's delay, the opponent's soul skill had already been completed.

Wang Xiaolei made a virtual pressing gesture towards Yuan Gungun, and suddenly a strange ice-blue wave appeared on his bone claws.

Suddenly, a circle of pale white halo appeared under Yuan Gungun's feet.

Yuan Gungun only felt a strong cold breath invading him instantly, and the next moment the surroundings turned white.

Taking a deep breath, Wang Xiaolei whispered, "Second soul skill, evil frost!"

A chilling aura instantly burst out from him. Unlike the extreme ice of Han Yu, this chill was not pure. Instead, it was like the wails of countless resentful spirits, which made people shudder.

The freezing ability displayed by Wang Xiaolei did not come from pure ice attributes, but was condensed from the evil energy extracted from the origin of the vengeful spirits.

The extremely cold feeling came from the concentrated evil and resentment, which was gloomy and eerie, as if it could freeze the human soul.

He knew that in order to perform this soul skill, he had to constantly replenish vengeful spirits, and each vengeful spirit represented a lost life.

(End of this chapter)