Extreme Emperor Soul

Chapter 17: Yin Ting

() Now Monk Su Qingchen Zhang Er was confused, patted himself on the face, and didn't think about it anymore. Who knows what's wrong with these guys, but this competition is an opportunity for him to win people's hearts. We must win the championship, recruit more younger brothers, and build a foundation for ourselves in the future.

After a long while, Su Qingchen came to the competition venue. The still-hot crowd made Su Qingchen a little helpless. When he saw Wang Xing and the others cheering and cheering, Su Qingchen walked over and suddenly stopped walking because he saw Bing Xin Sisters, hesitantly glanced at the contestants on the stage, and saw Yin Ting from this class.

All the panic in his heart disappeared, and he walked into the arena in disbelief, paying attention to the movement of the game on the stage, a little more focused than his own game.

On the platform, two figures crisscrossed and moved violently, and the souls clashed, causing the surrounding souls to enter chaos. The young man in Tsing Yi crossed his arms fiercely in front of him, and blocked Yin Ting's whip with a muffled sound. smoke.

Although the attack seemed gentle, but when the souls of the two exchanged, that soft power suddenly became full of aggressiveness.The corner of his mouth twitched, and the powerful force on his arm made Tsing Yi take two steps back. On his arm, there was already a slightly livid bruise on the place where the leather whip was attached.

Looking at the young man in Tsing Yi who was retreating, Yin Ting smiled slightly, her childish white hands were slowly swimming in front of her, the whip in her hand was like a green snake with a spirit, with a faint green streamer attached.

The young man in Tsing Yi lowered his body, shook his head in amazement, and said lightly: "Beauty, Chi Chi, she is quite strong." He looked up at Yin Ting, who had a faint smile on his small mouth, and licked his mouth. The fighting spirit is strong.

Seeing the changes on the platform, Su Qingchen couldn't help being happy for Yin Ting, but when he noticed the facial expression of the young man in Tsing Yi, he felt a little jealous in his heart.

The young man in Tsing Yi stepped on the ground fiercely, and rushed out. The sword spirit in his hand pointed directly at the center of Yin Ting's eyebrows. While attacking, he kept absorbing the soul power in the air.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help thinking: Could it be that the young man in Tsing Yi has entered the realm of spirits? Absorbing soul power during an attack is the standard for entering a spirit, which is why spirits cannot compete with spirits.Everyone broke into a cold sweat for Yin Ting on stage.

Seeing the young man in Tsing Yi attacking again, Yin Ting opened her small mouth, and the faint green light on the whip spirit in her palm became more and more intense.

The sole of his foot stepped on the battle platform fiercely, and the small footprints were stepped out. The young man in Tsing Yi's dashing figure stopped suddenly when he was about half a meter away from Yin Ting. Time, perfect transformation, without making people feel a little bit abrupt.

Seeing the young man in Tsing Yi control his own speed so skillfully, Su Qingchen couldn't help showing a hint of admiration in his dignified eyes.

"Whirlwind stab!" The running figure suddenly became still, the young man in Tsing Yi touched the ground with his right foot, and his body spun violently, after his left foot drew a powerful arc in mid-air, there was a slightly ear-piercing tear. With a soft sound, the wind stabbed at Yin Ting fiercely.

Looking up at the ferocious attack of the girl in Tsing Yi, Yin Ting tapped her delicate chin lightly, and Bai Zhi's little hand drew a small semicircle in front of her, the leather whip in her palm suddenly released a faint green light, It bent into a unique semi-circular arc, and immediately wrapped around the sword spirit of the young man in green without hesitation.

"Oh!"

Soul transfer, a muffled sound, an explosion out of thin air, traces of blasting soul power scattered, after a moment of stalemate in mid-air, both of them retreated sharply,

Yin Ting's soul was like a shadow, and she was obviously at a disadvantage, and her figure was directly blasted onto the wall of soul power four or five meters away.The momentum of the rebound dissipated the energy of the rapid fall, stepped on the air with the sole of the foot, and immediately stabilized the figure and fell back to the stage.

Looking at the young man in Tsing Yi who also took a few steps back, Yin Ting smacked her lips and said with a wry smile: "The strength of the spirit is no more than that, it seems that I have hope to advance." A snake was active on her chest, with traces of green light wrapping around it, which looked so weird.

"Snake dancing whip." With a deep voice, Yin Ting stomped her foot down on the countertop. The place where the mark was left just now unexpectedly made a concave shape. It is conceivable that the attack at this time will be so strong.

Seeing the flexible leather whip in front of him, clanging and powerful, the young man in Tsing Yi shook his head and smiled wryly; "You forced me." With a light wave of his right hand, a trace of soul power was thrown out, forming a trace of spiritual thread in the air, Swinging and chopping several times seems to be a simple movement, but it contains the way of dark energy.

A thread of soul power floated in front of him, and when the thread of soul power formed a circle, the young man in Tsing Yi moved, raised his right hand, inserted the sword into the center of the circle, tapped the table with his right foot, and floated forward, drawing in the air. Come up with a wonderful attack line.

"Ling Dong Qian Mie, a low-level green phantom soul skill, it's your honor to force me to use this soul skill." With a cold voice, the sword spirit of the young man in Tsing Yi appeared in front of Yin Ting.

Yin Ting waved the leather whip in her hand unhurriedly, and was not disturbed by the words of the young man in Tsing Yi. The whip wrapped around the sword spirit like a snake, and when Yin Ting just smiled, the sword spirit disappeared out of thin air on the curved skin Inside the whip, reappeared next to the whip and attacked him again.

Yin Ting couldn't help but start to panic, the whip wrapped around the sword spirit again, this time the wrapping was still useless, the sword spirit disappeared strangely again, and when it appeared, it had already arrived in front of Yin Ting, and the body touched by the sword spirit couldn't help but tremble.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help closing their eyes. They really couldn't bear to watch such a cute girl being stabbed. Only Su Qingchen clenched his fists and his soul was running. If the sword spirit pierced Yin Ting's body, Su Qingchen would strike without hesitation. Break the wall of soul power, enter the battle arena and fight against the youth in Tsing Yi.

The sword spirit touch pierced Yin Ting's clothes and slipped lightly on Yin Ting's skin, then disappeared strangely again, and when it reappeared, it was already behind Yin Ting.

The young man in Tsing Yi withdrew his soul and smiled slightly at the middle-aged man outside the arena. After the result was announced and the wall of soul power disappeared, the young man in Tsing Yi smiled in a direction outside the arena. That delicate smile gave people a sunny and handsome look. a feeling of.At this moment, his figure was so tall again that he fascinated all the infatuated women.

Seeing that Yin Ting was fine, Su Qingchen's nervous heart relaxed, put away the Soul Jue, and frowned slightly, recalling the weird attack of the boy just now, for a moment he couldn't figure out how to get rid of Yin Ting's entanglement of whip spirit, how to Stopping the attack did not hurt Yin Ting. My heart changed. If it was me, could I avoid this blow?

Su Qingchen was immersed in the blow just now again, unable to extricate himself for a long time. He knew that if he ran into this young man, he might not even have a [-]% chance of winning. It seems that the strength of Stan College is not as simple as imagined.It's really Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon.

After a while, Wang Xing and others came to Su Qingchen's side. No one dared to step forward this time. Standing not far from Su Qingchen, he stretched out his hand to cover his chest, coughed and said, "Boss, it's your turn to play." The one who spoke took a step back, looking at Su Qingchen warily.

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