So far, only Lulu can survive Yang Qi'an's spear for a minute.

Lulu was able to persist for so long because of Yang Qi'an's intentional release of water.

"The match in the morning is over, let's continue with the loser's bracket in the afternoon.

The Wuhundian team and the Shrek team competed for the final place in the finals. "

Bibi Dong spoke, and naturally no one raised any objections.

The match in the morning ended like this in Yang Qi'an's hands.

"Fuck, captain, you..."

"boom!"

Han Feng was kicked far away by Yang Qi'an.

"Next time, what the hell, don't call me by name!"

Yang Qi'an stared at Han Feng viciously.

Han Feng looked embarrassed, and then smiled: "The captain is awesome, dominating the game by himself.

If I knew it earlier, I should have let the captain play first. "

"My hands were itchy for a while, so I just played a few more games. Just don't blame me for stealing your limelight."

Yang Qi'an was a little embarrassed, after all, this was the final of the elite competition.

It's not appropriate to be in the limelight by yourself.

"Qian, the reputation of our Hongmeng Academy team has already broken through the sky.

The limelight, wherever we go, the limelight is there. "

Tai Long spoke, the perverted soul ring combination of the Hongmeng team had already given them the limelight.

After the Elite Soul Master Competition is over, the entire Douluo Continent will know about the Hongmeng Academy team.

The seven of them will become legends on the mainland.

And the legendary leader is naturally Yang Qi'an!

"Okay, there is still a game to watch in the afternoon, and then have a good rest in the evening.

Tomorrow, I will restrain myself a little, and you guys will release it boldly. "

Yang Qi'an said, let the Hongmeng team completely dominate the arena in tomorrow's finals!

Chapter 190 Yaomei's knife, is it rusty?

In the afternoon match, the Shrek team still lost.

Jiangzhu was eliminated immediately, Ma Hongjun and Yaoji were suppressed, even though Lulu defeated two opponents, Yan was a soul king after all.

However, Shrek's strength is still unquestionable, six people, but they have brought a lot of trouble to the Wuhundian team.

There were even two people in the Wuhundian team who suffered serious injuries.

The decisive battle is tomorrow.

The sun brought golden radiance to the Palace of the Pope, and everyone's eyes became dignified. Seeing the seven members of the Hongmeng team stepping up the stone steps step by step, the air seemed to start to become dignified.

Wuhundian, can you win?

Walking on the stone steps leading to the Pope's Palace, Yang Qi'an could clearly feel the invisible coercion from many powerful people in the Wuhun Palace.

Not only him, but everyone behind him all looked dignified.

A trace of white mist appeared on Ning Rongrong's forehead.

"What, Wuhundian, can't afford to lose?"

Yang Qi'an scolded in a low voice, not loudly, but under the vibration of the soul power, it spread hundreds of meters away.

"Presumptuous! The game has not yet started, how dare you make such wild words?"

"The competition hasn't started yet, what kind of coercion are you putting on? Is there no one in Hongmeng Academy?"

Yang Qi'an looked coldly at the shouting cardinal, while behind the Hongmeng team, Tai Tan and Yang Wudi released their martial spirits at the same time.

The sense of oppression brought by the eight-ring ultimate attack Contra is not weaker than that of a titled Douluo.

But Titan was more straightforward. The moment the 10-year spirit ring appeared, even the pope on the high platform changed his expression.

"A group of old guys can't hold back their breath, which affects the little guys in our academy.

So, the two of us made a way for the kids.

Your Majesty, don't you mind? "

Yang Wudi opened his mouth, and the posture of holding the gun reminded people of a figure who swept the knockout round.

That's right, that young man with demonic talent is his descendant.

"Take it easy."

Bibi Dong's voice was flat, and the hidden coercion from the powerhouse of the Spirit Hall dissipated immediately.

And Yang Wudi and Tai Tan didn't push forward.

It is true that they have two titles, but the number of titled Douluo in Wuhundian is definitely more than them, more than three times!

Yang Qi'an led the team to the open space in front of the Pope's Palace again.

The Wuhundian team was already waiting there, and a strong and cold murderous aura approached the Hongmeng team like a sharp knife.

However, under such pressure, the climbing pace of the Hongmeng team did not change at all.

Although the game has not yet started, the confrontation between the two sides has already begun.

And this time the confrontation, Wuhundian, retreated without success!

"The finals of the All-Continent Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition is about to begin. The players from both sides are preparing. The competition will begin in a quarter of an hour."

The Wuhundian team, headed by Hu Liena, and the seven members are all staring at the Hongmeng Academy team who came from the mountain.

Yang Qi'an walked in the forefront, the spirit of killing from the Wuhundian team seemed to have no effect.

The two teams stood facing each other, and the air seemed to be frozen by the aura of both sides within a distance of 20 meters.

Even before the battle started, the arena was already extremely tense.

A quarter of an hour passed quickly.

Under Pope Bibi Dong's signal, the cardinal slowly raised a hand.

"Game start!"

boom!

As soon as the referee's voice fell, fourteen bright lights rose in the small square.

Those bright lights are the brilliance presented by the fourteen spirits and their respective spirit ring ratios.

At first glance, the oppressive power of the three soul kings of the Wuhundian team is indeed extraordinary.

The three people standing at the front exuded the coercion unique to the soul king, and the average soul power of the four soul sects in the rear was also above level 47.

Such an elite team can be crushed in the previous elite competitions.

However, they met the more perverted Hongmeng team than them.

Although the Hongmeng team does not have three soul kings, the black soul ring they possess is unmatched by the Wuhundian team.

Mei'er alone has three genuine black soul rings.

Besides Mei'er, the Hongmeng team has one per person, and Yang Qi'an has two, but his two ten thousand year spirit rings have a lifespan that no one else can match.

What's more, Yang Qi'an and Mei'er both have rose red soul rings.

Such a special spirit ring, the visual impact it brings is no less than that of a 10 year spirit ring.

Of course, except for Yang Qi'an and Mei'er, no one knew that the rose red spirit ring was actually more powerful than a 10 year spirit ring.

The arrogance of both sides is rising, and neither is to be outdone.

The distance between Hu Liena and Xie Yue was only half a meter, and a red and white light lingered around their bodies, enveloping them.

The fog-like field spread out, covering half of the square in an instant.

All seven members of the Hongmeng team were enveloped in it.

"Hmph, Hongmeng team, I don't know if it's arrogance, or what, it's covered by my domain, how many of you can fly?"

The control effect of the demon field is very powerful, the visual effect is reduced by 50.00%, and the reaction speed is reduced by 50.00%.

This degree of weakening is much stronger than Yang Qi'an's Meiyan Domain weakening the opponent.

However, can such a field really play a role in the Hongmeng team?

"hold head high!!"

The loud and clear dragon chant sounded in the mist.

It seemed that everyone was expecting the members of the Hongmeng team to be eliminated.

However, what they saw and heard was just the sound of a dragon chant.

"You all go out. Leave these two to me."

Yang Qi'an's battle plan for the members of the Hongmeng team is very simple.

Regardless of whether Hu Liena and Xie Yue use their martial soul fusion skills at every turn, Yang Qi'an will strictly restrict them both.

Then the remaining six members of the Hongmeng team went to deal with the five members of the Wuhundian team.

The two battlefields that are separated are almost all win-win situations.

Of course, if the car overturns, Yang Qi'an is willing to admit defeat.

In the mist, accompanied by a dragon chant, six figures walked out of the mist.

Yes, get out.

The other five people in Wuhundian stared at the six people who walked out of the enchanted realm calmly, and couldn't believe their eyes.

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