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"Come on, Spirit Hall, I'll wait for you to activate your Martial Spirits."
Fang Xuan's provocative words undoubtedly infuriated Xie Ye, Hu Liena, and the others.
"Damn brats, don't be too arrogant. It's just Heaven Dou. It's nothing compared to our Spirit Hall."
Xie Ye snorted and took a step forward. He held two blood-red Moon Blades in his hands. They were like crescent moons, releasing a scarlet light. His Martial Spirit was not one blade but two Moon Blades. They looked like they had been poured out of blood and were full of an evil aura. The ink-like soul power flowed on the surface of his body. Five bright soul rings rose from the soles of his feet in yellow, purple, purple, and black. A terrifying aura gradually spread out, shaking the void.
"Brothers, activate your Martial Spirits and show your soul rings."
As the Spirit Hall team captain, Xie Ye took the lead in activating his Martial Spirits. With a loud shout, the team members also started their Martial Spirits.
"Demon Fox, attach"
Hu Liena smiled charmingly. A furry fox tail gradually stretched out from her perky butt, and her whole body released a smoke-like pink mist. When the Fox Demon Martial Soul was activated, it was as if her beauty had been enhanced ten times. She was charming and enchanting. Every frown and smile of hers was filled with boundless seduction, causing the blood of the surrounding audience to boil. Even the eyes of the Huang Dou team members opposite her were red, and their hearts were restless.
"Ancient Flame Lord, descend"
Behind him, a man with fiery red hair, a burly body, and strong muscles looked as majestic as a demon. His whole body was burning with flames like an ancient Fire God had descended. The pressure he released was even more potent than that of Xie Ye and Hu Liena. This was one of the strongest Martial Spirits, the Ancient Flame Lord. It had the rare dual attributes of fire and earth. It had both the strong attack power of fire and the strong defense power of earth. It could be called a perfect Martial Spirit.
Five souls surrounded Hu Liena, Xie Ye, and Yan rings that erupted with an extremely powerful aura. The golden generation of the Martial Spirit Palace stood side by side, like the most dazzling light in the arena, attracting the audience's attention.
"Soul Kings! Three Soul Kings!"
Everyone was ecstatic, and thunderous cheers rang out.
As expected, the Golden Generation of the Spirit Hall members were all Soul Kings. Although the other four members were weaker than Hu Liena and the others, they were all outstanding members of the Spirit Hall's younger generation. They were all Soul Ancestors; even the lowest was at Rank 45. That rank was higher than the Emperor Team's vice-captain, Yu Tianheng. From the looks of it, the Spirit Hall had three Soul Kings, and the rest were all high-level Soul Ancestors. Overall, the Spirit Hall was quite a bit stronger than the Emperor Team. But in the eyes of many, the two teams were on par. That was because Fang Xuan's strength was too strong. He could take on three people by himself. In the eyes of the audience, this was an evenly matched battle.
"Fang Xuan," Yan snorted coldly. Flames burned all over his body, and his personality was fiery, like his martial soul. He coldly locked onto Fang Xuan. "What's so great about you? Didn't you defeat a puny Soul Ancestor? That Tang San is just trash. Today, I'll take you down a notch." He stomped his foot on the ground, and his body burst out. His fist burned wildly as he punched Fang Xuan.
"Hmph, I'll let you experience it."
Fang Xuan's eyes were sharp, and he didn't move. Although Yan was intense and one of the best among Soul Kings, Fang Xuan didn't think much of him. He calmly raised his right hand and circulated the power of lightning. His fist pierced through the void and collided with Yan's fiery fist, sending the latter flying.
"Ah … how is this possible?"
Yan's face was ashen. Although he gave it his all, he was still quickly sent flying by Fang Xuan. He coughed up blood as he retreated, his heart filled with unwillingness. He had the most robust fire-type martial soul, the Ancient Flame Overlord. His Soulforce was at the fifty-second rank, and he had always been among the most outstanding people in the younger generation. In terms of individual strength, even Xie Ye was slightly inferior to him. It was no exaggeration to say that he, Yan, was the strongest person in the younger generation of the Spirit Hall.
But now, he was easily defeated by Fang Xuan. He couldn't even take a single punch from the latter. It was hard for him to believe. Hu Liena, Xie Ye, and the others all had solemn expressions.
"Impossible. We're both Soul Kings; how can you be so powerful?!"
Only after personally clashing with Fang Xuan did Yan genuinely understand how terrifying this young man in front of him was. Although he was three to four years younger than them, his strength was already entirely above them. No wonder the Pope had prepared that thing for them … Yan's face was gloomy and uncertain. He stared at Fang Xuan like a poisonous scorpion, his eyes full of coldness.
"Didn't you want to dampen my spirit? Come on"
Fang Xuan coldly glanced at the flaming man. His words were full of arrogance, looking down on the golden generation of the Spirit Hall. Although the Ancient Flame Overlord martial soul was very strong, it was one of the most outstanding martial souls. However, his current strength was already invincible among the Soul Kings. He was comparable to a Soul Emperor and could even fight a Soul Sage. A mere fifty-second rank Yan was nothing in his eyes.
Fang Xuan wasn't worried about Yan, nor was he worried about Hu Liena and Xie Ye's martial soul fusion skill. Instead, he was concerned about … Pope Bibi Dong. His vigilant eyes looked towards the VIP seats as if he sensed something. He found that the noble empress sitting at the head of the table was still dignified and calm. She didn't panic at all because of Yan's defeat. Bibi Dong must have prepared a backup plan for this match.
Fang Xuan didn't think he could win easily and couldn't guess what Bibi Dong had prepared for the Martial Soul Hall team. So, he directly used his fists to force them to use their trump cards. It was simple and crude, but it was the most direct. Let's see what happens with our fists.
"Brothers, let's go together and finish the Spirit Hall."
Fang Xuan's momentum was like a rainbow. He shouted and led Yu Tianheng,
He called and led Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and the others. They took the initiative to attack the Spirit Hall team without fear. The final battle broke out with a bang.
On the arena, colorful soul rings shone. Flames burned, lightning flashed, and pink and dark green poisonous fog filled the air. Everyone was fighting, and the scene was highly chaotic.
"Fang Xuan, taste the power of my moon blade." The scarlet scimitars cut through the air like two bloody blades, murderous. Xie Ye's eyes were cold, and his long hair danced in the wind. He strengthened his martial soul and slashed at Fang Xuan's head.
"You alone aren't enough." Fang Xuan's lips curled up slightly. He suddenly unsheathed his long sword and turned it into a crescent-shaped pitch-black sword light. It tore through the void and heavily slashed at the two moon blades. Xie Ye was sent flying by the sword. It could be incomparably domineering.
"Charm." On the side, Hu Liena suddenly flew out from behind Xie Ye and used her charm skill on Fang Xuan. She twisted her tiny waist and was extremely beautiful. She quietly stuck herself in Fang Xuan's arms like a lightning bolt. Her scarlet mouth opened slightly and blew a pink fragrance on Fang Xuan's face, which fascinated him.
This was one of Hu Liena's seduction skills. This move of hers would defeat 99.99% of men. They would fall under her skirt and be under her control.
However, Fang Xuan's willpower was so firm that a woman's charms would not move him. Although Hu Liena's fragrance was indeed very tempting, it was simply wishful thinking for her to defeat him with this alone. Facing the charming vixen in his arms, Fang Xuan's eyes were calm. He concealed his spirit and qi, channeled the power of the Clear Sky Hammer, raised his fist, and heavily smashed Hu Liena's proud chest, causing her sternum to collapse.
"Little brother, you're so cruel."
A stream of blood dripped from her lips. Hu Liena stared at Fang Xuan with tears in her eyes, but her body was sent flying by the terrifying fist force. She involuntarily rolled back.