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"Well done."
After finishing, Ye Ling returned to the viewing platform, patted Long Aotian on the shoulder, and said with a smile.
As for whether Davis could cure this, he was not worried at all.
Not to mention Long Aotian's methods.
Even if there were Zhu Zhuyun and Xu Jiujiu on the Xingluo Empire side, they would not let Davis recover.
"Young Pavilion Master, Dugu Yan, and Zhu Zhuqing lost both matches.
Long Aotian did not boast about his achievements but spoke to Ye Ling with a serious expression.
"It's normal to lose."
Ye Ling waved his hand nonchalantly.
"There are so many strong people in the individual competition. They are both only five-ringed Soul Kings. It's normal for them to lose."
After all, this is the competition to decide the top 16. Even Ye Guyi, who has seven rings, was eliminated by him personally, so it is normal for others to be eliminated.
"But who eliminated them both?"
Just now, he and Zhu Zhuyun were hiding in the preparation room of the Xingluo Empire's Royal Soul Master High-level Team, making love, and they had no idea what was going on in the world.
He paid no attention to the competition or anything like that.
"Dugu Yan lost to Ji Juechen, and Zhu Zhuqing lost to Hu Liena of the Spirit Hall."
Long Aotian explained.
"Dugu Yan is fine, but Zhu Zhuqing seems to have suffered some mental trauma."
"Now he has been sent back to the hotel for resettlement."
Ye Ling nodded, feeling a little embarrassed.
I've been so absorbed in the little wild cat's gentle embrace these past two days that I've really wasted some time.
"The next match is Tang San's, and his opponent is Xie Yue from the Spirit Hall."
As if he had thought of something, Long Aotian looked at Ye Ling.
"Young Master, do you want to take a look?"
"Of course, we have to watch Tang San's match."
Ye Ling had just vented his anger, and now he has entered the sage mode.
Now that he heard that the next match was Tang San's, he naturally became interested.
"The thirteenth match of the second round, Xie Yue versus Tang San."
The referee's voice rang out in the fighting arena.
Tang San and Xie Yue walked onto the field almost at the same time.
"Tang San, is this your disciple who has twin martial spirits?"
Bibi Dong held her temple with one hand and looked at Tang San in the fighting arena and asked Bibi Dong.
"Yes, he is my disciple, Tang San, who possesses the two martial spirits of Blue Silver Grass and Clear Sky Hammer."
Upon hearing this, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but puff out his chest and show a proud look on his face.
Those who don't know would think that Tang San's twin martial spirits were created by him.
"Hehe, Blue Silver Grass... Can Blue Silver Grass also form a twin martial spirit with the Clear Sky Hammer?"
Bibi Dong sneered.
"Your Holiness, what do you mean?"
Hearing the hidden meaning in Bibi Dong's words, Yu Xiaogang couldn't help but ask.
"It's not interesting, let's watch the game."
Bibi Dong waved her hand, showing no intention of explaining.
After witnessing Long Aotian's unity of man and nature just now, the twin martial spirits could no longer cause her to have major emotional fluctuations.
Ever since Yu Xiaogang returned to Bibi Dong, Bibi Dong's filter for Yu Xiaogang began to slowly break.
Some things can only be seen clearly when you are close.
Bibi Dong also asked herself this question when she woke up in the middle of the night.
Why would I fall in love with a loser whose soul power could never break through level 30 in his lifetime?
Now it seems that the theory of this so-called master of theory is really mediocre.
Shaking her head, Bibi Dong stopped thinking about it and focused her attention on the fighting arena.
"Twin martial souls?"
Xie Yue looked coldly at Tang San in front of him, with a hint of interest on his face.
"I've heard for a long time that the Clear Sky Hammer is the best weapon spirit in the world, but I've never had the chance to see it. Today I want to see it for myself."
There was no special expression on Tang San's face; he just shook his head.
"I don't even need to use the Clear Sky Hammer to deal with you."
Xie Yue used the weapon spirit Moon Blade, which was not as difficult to deal with as Shui Bing'er's Ice Phoenix before.
"Arrogant!"
Five soul rings appeared under Xie Yue's feet.
As soon as he finished speaking, he flashed and approached Tang San like a ghost, and the moon blade in his hand drew a strange arc and slashed towards Tang San.
Tang San's steps changed, and he used the Ghost Shadow Mirage to the extreme.
With his powerful mental strength, he was able to dodge the moon blade's attack at the razor's edge almost every time.
After several attacks failed to hurt Tang Sanfen at all, Xie Yue finally showed a solemn look on his face.
"First soul skill, cut!"
The first soul ring under Xie Yue's feet flickered, and two moon blades were thrown directly from his hands, one in front and one behind.
The distance between the two moon blades was just right, blocking all of Tang San's angles of dodging and retreating.
The expression on Tang San's face remained unchanged, but the purple-gold light in his eyes kept flashing.
clang!
Suddenly, a sound of metal clashing was heard.
Tang Shan's hands, as white as jade, directly resisted Xie Yue's moon blade.
"How is that possible?"
Xie Yue had an incredible expression on his face.
The Moon Blade, with five spirit rings attached to it could easily split gold and shatter rocks, but now Tang San used both hands to bounce it away.
"Oh, that's interesting."
Bibi Dong looked at Tang San's jade-white hands and couldn't help but ask Yu Xiaogang.
"What's this?"
"This…this is…"
Yu Xiaogang hesitated. How much did he know?
"I don't know the details, but this should be Xiao San's self-created soul skill."
After a while, Yu Xiaogang finally thought of a reason.
Bibi Dong nodded without comment.
This Tang San said that he was Yu Xiaogang's disciple, but apart from running and some theories that were not secrets at all, he seemed to have taught Tang San nothing.
"Fifth soul skill, blue silver thorns."
The black spirit ring under Tang San's feet lit up, and the blue silver grass suddenly grew wildly all over the field, covering the entire fighting arena in just a few breaths.
Xie Yue's expression turned somewhat ugly.
These wildly growing blue silver grass not only slowed down his speed, but some of them also scratched his panel.
The poison in the blue silver grass also flowed into his body through his panel.
"Third soul skill, break!"
"Fourth soul skill, powerful!"
The two moon blades in Xie Yue's hands suddenly lit up with a bloody light, and he wanted to end the battle quickly.
"Fifth soul skill, kill!"
Two crossed blood-red blades emerged from the moon blade and flew towards Tang San with a shrill whistling sound.
The range of the blood-colored blade was extremely large, and even the blue silver grass on the ground withered instantly under the blood-colored blade.
"Fourth Soul Skill, Blue Silver Overlord Spear!"
The fourth soul ring under Tang San's feet, which was composed of his blood and his mother, lit up.
A spear made of blue silver grass, shining with silver light, appeared in his hand.
"I think you've lost your mind, thinking of using a thousand-year soul skill to counter my fifth soul skill, which is enhanced by two soul skills."
A sneer appeared on Xie Yue's face.
"Go!"
Tang San ignored Xie Yue and threw the spear in his hand directly towards the bloody blade.
"boom!"
The moment the two soul skills collided, Xie Yue suddenly found that he had lost control of his soul skills!