Soul Martial Sovereign

"Bang bang bang …"

Compared to the Martial Platform, the electric snake was like the ocean. The competition was already at its most intense, and the battle between them had reached its boiling point.

Such a majestic sight left many people in shock, because the energy waves being emitted from his body had already far surpassed the level of any Xuan Dan Stage practitioner.

However, Ling Yu's aura was equally astonishing, since he had released his stone sword, he no longer needed to maintain his aura, the Sword light was like a dragon, his killing intent was like surging waves, every single move was extremely sharp and fierce, as though they could see through the void, and with the ear-piercing sound, it was as though an army of thousands of men and horses was charging forward, causing their hairs to stand on end.

"Clang!"

Following the sound of the sword, all the electric disk that were in the sky disintegrated under the attack of the eight Sword light, turning into a rain of light that fell down.

Eight Sword light s were extremely sharp, and their killing intent did not decrease, as if eight light dragons were hacking down towards Long Xuanyu. No one knew how much energy they contained, but before Long Xuanyu could even react, they struck him, causing a ball of blood fog to explode on the spot. He was sent flying, and landed on top of the Martial Platform, his chest bleeding profusely as a bone-deep wound appeared.

Ling Yushou descended from the sky with the stone sword in hand and stood in front of Long Xuanyu, his tone filled with ridicule: "You're right, if I don't beat you to shit, it would count as my loss!"

As he said that, he kicked Long Xuanyu, sending him flying more than ten metres away, fiercely smashing down the side of the Martial Platform.

At this moment, the entire audience was shaking, Long Xuanyu had been completely defeated. Long Xuanyu, whose strength was so strong that even the established core disciples would feel scruple over was actually defeated by a Late Bone Tempering stage inner disciple, causing many inner disciples to be filled with shock.

"Ah …"

Long Xuanyu coughed a few mouthfuls of blood, then completely exploded. He crawled up from the ground, his palms as translucent as jade.

"You've already suffered a crushing defeat, do you still want to kill people?" Ling Yu sneered, he kept the stone sword and with a bang, the blood Qi on his body surged, he waved his hands and a pair of fist s rushed out, the majestic blood Qi swept towards him like a sea.

"This is bad!" On top of kung fu stage, upon seeing the situation, Duan Yun's expression changed greatly, and his figure disappeared without a trace in an instant.

At the same time, on top of the Martial Platform, Ling Yu activated his Great Desolate Fist. With each step, he created afterimages.

Bang! With a loud noise that sounded like thunder, a glaring light exploded in the middle of the Martial Platform. Following that, two human figures simultaneously retreated backwards.

Instantly, the scene was deathly silent.

Elder Duan Yun carried the unconscious Long Xuanyu and floated above the Martial Platform. His aged face was filled with shock.

On the other side, Ling Yu was half-kneeling on the ground, his face pale white, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Long... "The elder blocked his punch just now, and was actually pushed back more than a hundred feet …"

Everyone opened their eyes wide as their faces were filled with disbelief. This fellow even forced Elder Lian to retreat, so how powerful was that fist? If it were to land on Long Xuanyu's body, the consequences would be unimaginable.

At this time, even Elder Duan Yun was at a loss for words. He looked at Ling Yu as if he was looking at a monster, unable to calm down.

"Number six will be competing in Martial Platform s, the examiner will be in a coma, and Ling Yu will be the victor!"

Moments later, the approval elder announced the result. A few crisp applause rang out on the field, and then it was like a tsunami as it continuously spread. In the end, the applause was like a thunderclap that resounded throughout the square.

The most excited people were the new disciples who had a good relationship with Ling Yu. They cheered and continuously called out Ling Yu's name.

In the last exchange, their speed was as fast as lightning, but it allowed everyone to see everything with glee and joy. One had to know, even up till now, Ling Yu was only a practitioner of Late Bone Tempering stage, and he had never trained in any of the ten great hall's Cultivation Method s, so what he could get into contact with were all the Rank 4 Martial Skill s of the Martial Sect.

"A new disciple actually has such a person. It seems that in the future, there will be another monstrous genius appearing in the ten great halls."

Above kung fu stage, all the elders of the ten great halls had arrived. Their gazes towards Ling Yu were filled with complex emotions, as they never thought that this fellow would actually open the Qihai, and actually break through the curse that they had been unable to cultivate since ancient times.

But no matter what, this guy is a monster. This kind of monster will absolutely not let him fall into the hands of the Yuan Yang Peak.

On top of the Martial Platform, Ling Yu gasped for breath, and only after a while did he catch his breath.

Regarding the group of people blocked by Elder Duan Yun, Ling Yu didn't bother about it at all. He respectfully bowed to Elder Duan Yun, turned around and left the Martial Platform, quietly waiting for the end of the Hall Competition.

After the great battle between Ling Yu and the inner sect disciple, the rest of the disciples did not have any more interesting performances.

In just half a day's time, this year's Hall Competition was over.

Even though there were quite a few disciples who had passed the Hall Competition this time, at this moment, all of them had lost all color in their faces, and all of the elders' gazes were focused on Ling Yu.

Putting aside the fact that he was a Dragon's Soul Body, could he still continue to cultivate? With the lost Martial Skill that he had obtained, it was enough to make the ten great halls covet him and taking Ling Yu as his disciple would be equivalent to receiving the Martial Skill and the Sunlight Sword.

"Disciple greets the ten Elders." The disciples who were led to the kung fu stage cupped their fists and bowed to them.

"Haha, not bad, you're not bad. To be able to cultivate a Martial Skill Sunlight Sword that has been lost for thousands of years, your talent is more than enough. Come to my Yuan Yang Peak." Elder Duan squinted his eyes as he laughed heartily.

"It really is the same as before!" The other elders on the side curled their lips. Of course they wouldn't give in.

"Didn't the Yuan Yang Peak absorb Ling Wencheng? "Don't be too greedy. This kid should be going to the Scarlet Flame Mountain. I will have him cultivate the Scarlet Flame ancient meridian." Elder Xiong said angrily.

"No, no!" Elder Duan Yun's face and neck reddened, and he said: "Yuan Yang Peak is the strongest, I cannot let Ling Yu be buried by you."

"Senior Brother Duan, what is the meaning of this!" At the same time, almost all the elders began to argue among themselves. They were not giving in to each other and had almost stood up to fight with reddened faces.

Ling Yu and the dozens of people who passed the examination were all wide-eyed and tongue-tied as they stood there in a daze.

The rest of the core disciples were also dumbfounded. Ever since they had entered the Martial Sect, this was the first time they had seen the elders in such a close position.

And what shocked them the most, was that all of the elders had lost their composure, and that they were doing it just for Ling Yu alone!

Just as the group of old people were arguing, Elder Jiang walked up to Ling Yu and said with a smile: "You are not bad, I heard that you even saved Han Zhu and the other girls in the land of demons, right?"

Ling Yu laughed, then said respectfully: "Elder Miao is the best, and disciple is just right for that, with Senior Sister Han Zhu's strength, there is no need for disciple to do anything."

The smile on Elder Jiang's face became even more amiable as he continuously nodded, "Junior Sister Chi Hong is right. You know the big picture, when you're free, you should come visit Zi Yuefeng more often."

At this time, the other clan elders noticed Elder Jiang's actions, and their expressions changed. Elder Duan Yun coughed a few times, and said: "Junior sister Yu Ling, Zi Yuefeng does not accept male disciples, you can't possibly be thinking of..."

"You don't need to care!" Elder Jiang obviously wasn't interested in this group of old men. He turned his head and glared at them, "I was just thinking of it, what should I do?"

"Cough, cough …" "Cough, cough, cough …" The group of old men all began to cough dryly, and their hearts sank. This woman was willful when she was young, but she was still so willful when she was old. You better not break the rules.

"Elder Jiang, when this disciple is free, I will definitely pay a visit to Zi Yuefeng." Ling Yu said humbly.

When Elder Duan Yun and the others heard this, they heaved sighs of relief. As long as this old witch wasn't after Ling Yu, anything was fine.

Elder Jiang nodded with a smile. He said to the others, "Since Ling Yu has become that hall's disciple, there's no point in arguing with him. Don't forget, he has the right to choose that hall's gate on his own."

Wenyu, the others' faces changed slightly, and they immediately remembered. "Huu." … "

If Elder Jiang had not reminded them, they would have forgotten that Ling Yu was the champion of the entrance assessment. He had the right to choose to enter any hall on his own.

Thinking up to here, Elder Duan Yun laughed and took a big step forward, "Ling Yu, Yuan Yang Peak is the strongest when it comes to Martial Sect, what are you still hesitating for?"

Elder Xiong angrily shouted: "Bullshit, Yuan Yang Peak only has many people, how can you be the strongest? Come to my Scarlet Flame Mountain Range, the Scarlet Flame ancient meridian's cultivation speed is the fastest. If you don't come, then you will have wasted all your talent."

Ling Yu looked at Elder Duan Yun, then looked at Elder Xiong and the others. These old men started to argue again, and in the end, his gaze landed on one of the old men.

It was a very special kind of old man, wearing tattered clothes. From the beginning to the end, he did not speak, but sat on his seat with a drowsy look, completely different from these Elders who were arguing with each other until their ears were red. It was obvious that he did not care at all if he would be selected as a disciple.

"Disciple Ling Yu greets elder." Ling Yu curiously looked at this old man, and could not help but issue a certificate, this guy was really asleep.

Ling Yu's voice came out as he slept, causing the entire kung fu stage to immediately fall into a deathly silence. All the elders couldn't help but turn their heads over and look at the sloppy-looking old man with extremely strange expressions.