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Bang out!
Blackrat crashed onto the floor, destroying all the tiles underneath. Half of Blackrat's body was trapped in the broken stones.
The hundreds of martial artists who saw this were dumbfounded. They thought that Blackrat would easily win, but the result was beyond their expectations. Lin Ming had thrust out his spear and directly sent Blackrat halfway to the ground.
Although Blackrat was a coward and his character was extremely bad, the truth was that he was still a genius of the fifth-grade Imps sect. Once he used the Shattered Fall Domain, it was almost impossible for one to survive. There were many individuals who had lived on the second floor for a long time who were unwilling to face Blackrat's Shattered Soul Domain. They never imagined that a newcomer could actually pull off such a shocking counterattack.
"Damn, how did that happen !?" Blackrat jumped from the rubble. His wrinkled face was covered in blood and he was a bit dizzy.
At this moment, a true essence sound transmission from the black-robed Goliath sounded in Blackrat's ears. "Boss, are you okay?"
“Sial, the boy's strength is too strange. Even Feral at the same level was just trash in front of him. "Blackrat replied angrily with a true essence sound transmission.
Lin Ming was indeed the strongest of the ones he had fought. An early Xiantian royal boy easily swept over him with a spear. If Blackrat had not used the demon essence to protect his wrist, then that one strike would have already broken his hand.
“The boy ... was he injured? Although my sword attack was returned, my Destroyed Soul Domain entered his spiritual sea. Even a human Revolving Core powerhouse would suffer some soul damage! "Blackrat asked Goliath who was in a black hat while glaring at Lin Ming. When he was sent flying by the spear, he saw nothing. But now that he saw Lin Ming standing there motionlessly, he could not tell what damage he had managed to do.
“He must excel in defense against soul attacks. I did not see him hurt .. ”Goliath in black hat muttered. After Lin Ming struck Blackrat, he stood there on the stage not moving at all There was no empty or depressed light in his eyes
Blackrat actually kicked his leg this time!
Blackrat complained in his heart. If you stand too long by the river, your shoes will get wet. Blackrat continued to choose newcomers to challenge, and on this day he finally fell into this situation. But, if he did not pick a newcomer, it was impossible to reach 20 consecutive wins. He had long since been destroyed by others.
In the end, inside the Skysplit Tower, people spoke with their strength.
Here, strength is everything.
Lin Ming grasped the Purple Comet Spear and walked forward.
As he took his first step, everyone present took a cold breath. This steady and powerful move proved that there was no problem with Lin Ming.
Blackrat wasn't considered too strong on the second floor, but that didn't mean he was easy to handle. There were many veterans here who did not dare to withstand Blackrat's soul attack head-on. But Lin Ming had done it in such a way, it was too abnormal.
Blackrat grimacing. The battle has already reached the supernova stage. There was no way he could lose here. Once he lost, his 20 consecutive wins would be over. Not only would he not gain slaughter points, but he would also lose most of the hellish energy he had fought to save for the past three years.
This was not a setback that he could endure!
"Well, you've forced me to do this!" Blackrat's face glittered with a sharp light, and all of his wrinkled facial skin folds into one.
"Soul burning – spiritual sea .. open to the limit!"
Blackrat yells. Between his eyes, a dark crack appeared. This crack shone with a black light; it was like the third eye.
“Blackrat burns his soul. It seems like he is planning to go all out. ”
Soul burning was a technique unique to soul attack martial artists, and its cost was far greater than the burning of blood essence. When one burned the blood essence, they could pay dearly to return it by various methods. But, if one were to burn their soul, it would be much harder to recover from it; it would create a permanent loss in their soul power. The only way to recover from this was if one had top soul regeneration medicine. But, these precious medicines were no less rare than something like the Nirvana Dragon Root.
After burning some of his soul power, Blackrat's aura began to rise. Appearance changed. His wrinkled face became very strange, and two fangs glittered at the corner of his mouth. His eyes turned red. He looked no different from a rabid animal.
"Soul storm!"
Blackrat shouted madly into the sky. A terrifying swirl of soul energy energy formed into a storm. All the nearby martial artists could not help but retreat, lest they get caught up in the attack. After all, it was no joke if their souls were injured.
“What an Impressive Storm of Souls. ”
“Even the shock wave is scary. This feeling reminds me of when I was mortal. It was as if I was standing in the middle of a winter blizzard without clothes. ”
There were many people who considered Blackrat weak. But when they saw this tyrannical soul attack, they all paled. They could not help but wonder: if they were to stand on stage facing this Soul Storm, could they endure it?
Possibly sending shivering their spines.
Rumbling rumbling rumbling!
A huge purple storm drenched Lin Ming like a ferocious beast. The howling cries and shrill screams within it; it was like the entire war arena had turned into Ashura hell!
Blackrat held two curved short swords and rushed forward. Behind him, a huge demon shadow appeared. This shadow had bright red eyes, two vicious fangs, and a sharp row of shining teeth.
But just as he was halfway to Lin Ming, the Soul Storm suddenly parted ways. A purple light shot out like a meteor as it tore through the void, instantly cutting towards Blackrat!
After burning his soul, Blackrat no longer had the ability to dodge. His body suddenly shook!
Pu's!
A bloody hole appeared on Blackrat's forehead. This purple light easily pierced through his head!
However, after the Soul Storm that Blackrat had sent crashed into Lin Ming. But when it struck him, it passed through him like a gentle spring breeze without the slightest impact.
Fits, end.
Fall in!
Blackrat slumped to the ground, a huge blood stream flowing from his forehead.
"Lin Ming, victory!"
The referee stated after a short pause. The audience was silent.
Blackrat had been killed by a single move from Lin Ming. This is not surprising. After all, Blackrat's survivability and melee combat skills were extremely weak.
But what they could not imagine was how the terrifying Soul Storm that Blackrat had released did not injure Lin Ming. Does this man have no soul? Or was he completely immune to soul attacks?
“Could this brat have a special body? The physical strength and body of Imps were weaker than Giant Demons. In terms of Laws and compatibility with concepts, they were much inferior to Fey. Even their perception was inferior to that of humans. But in terms of soul power, they were second to none in the entire Holy Demon Continent. This Blackrat had also specially studied soul attacks, so how could this be the result? ”
"Don't look down on him. This person, even if we put aside his strange soul defense, still possesses the power of a four-winged Heavenly Demon. No wonder he dared to accept Blackrat's challenge. Blackrat had accumulated a lot of hellish energy over the past three years. This boy has gotten a lot of things.
As the surrounding martial artists spoke amongst themselves, most of the hellish energy within Blackrat had turned into a warm stream of heat that sank into Lin Ming.
Ho!
From his head to his fingers, hellish energies flooded into Lin Ming's body. This low energy was twice as much as before and several times more concentrated. Even though Lin Ming had a naturally calm disposition, the flush of hellish energy still stirred his impulsive thoughts. It was like the countless desires in his heart were rising rapidly.
"What a rich hellish energy!"
After Lin Ming absorbed the infernal energy, he saw the Heavenly Devil Tattoo on his arm. He saw that the first pair of wings had become fully formed, and there was even a faint outline of the second pair. If he could obtain the same amount of energy again, then a second pair of wings would completely materialize. At this moment, Lin Ming would become a genuine four-winged Heavenly Demon.
“With this low energy, I can practice the 'Great Desolate Halberd Art' by doubling the results and half of the effort. ”
Lin Ming took a deep breath and calmed his agitated mind. He flicked his finger, and a bloody mist burst out from Blackrat's corpse. It slowly turned into a Blood Drinking Seal before flying into Lin Ming's hands.
Even Blackrat's spatial ring was taken by Lin Ming. Lin Ming quite looked forward to Blackrat's spatial ring; he was extremely curious about the secret soul cultivation skill that the Imp race practiced.
"He even used the blood essence of the dead to form a blood seal. This child's cultivation method was quite cruel. ”
“He and Fey Lan Xing are rising stars in the martial arena today. Both of them were newcomers, both of them had extremely high talents, and both of them had the strength of a four-winged Heavenly Demon. But, Lin Ming was a little stronger. Lan Xing secluded himself to training for a year after entering the second floor before he had his strength, but Lin Ming had not even practiced at all before arriving here! It was even more terrifying! ”
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"Lin Ming is stronger than me? Hehe, how exciting! ”After Lan Xing had obtained his three consecutive wins, he did not leave the martial arena. Instead, he stayed to watch Lin Ming fight. He was not optimistic about Lin Ming's chances. He thought that Lin Ming would perish under Blackrat's hands, but he didn't think this would be the result.
"They put me on par with Lin Ming. They thought that I took a year off after I reached the second level before I could reach Lin Ming level. Huh, those fools never realized that I already had the power of a Winged Heavenly Demon four years ago. If this is the case, isn't my one-year training just a waste? ”
Lan Xing's lips curved up and his eyes shone with fighting spirit.
He has decided. He was going to fight with Lin Ming
But now, Lin Ming had just finished the fight. It did not matter how little it lost its true essence. Lan Xing wanted to defeat Lin Ming in a completely fair condition, so that no one could come up with an excuse.
"Emperor Fey my Fey race has all stepped on the bones of countless geniuses to climb into the Emperor's throat. I, Lan Xing, will also become Emperor Fey in the future. Lin Ming, you will be one of my stepping stones! "
Lan Xing was a genius from a high fifth-grade Fey sect. Normally, a top fifth-grade sect was a Holy Land. A high fifth-grade sect was only a step away from reaching that point. As long as an Emperor-level locomotive appeared in the sect, the sect would be able to take the final step and complete the transformation.
Lan Xing's goal was to become Emperor Peerless. So, he set foot on his own to explore the world and gain experience. His ambition will not remain low. He would be the reason that his sect would become a Holy Land …