I am the heir of the God of Life, and my martial soul is the Ten Thousand Souls Banner

Chapter 97: Master? The one whose soul power is only level and whose martial soul can only fart?
"Shengxue Group? Are you talking about us?"

On the way to the competition venue, Qian Renxue listened to the broadcast coming from above her head and was completely stunned.

"Yes, what's wrong? Is there any problem?" Li Changsheng nodded and admitted it directly.

"No problem, but isn't the name a bit hasty?" Qian Renxue fell silent, and after a moment, asked this question.

"Really? I think it's okay."

Li Changsheng waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Who cares? It's just a name. What's the big deal? As long as we can fight, that's enough."

"Next time this happens, let me pick the name and you are not allowed to go."

Qian Renxue said seriously: "You picked it very well, but please don't pick it next time."

Hearing this, Li Changsheng rolled his eyes and looked speechless.

But he didn't say much. Since the woman was willing to go, she could go. Anyway, if nothing unexpected happened, there would not be such a situation as today.

Not long after, the two arrived at the competition stage, and standing opposite them was the target of this trip.

Tang San, who possesses twin martial spirits, and Xiao Wu, a hundred thousand year old rogue rabbit.

"How to say?"

Looking at the young man and girl in front of her, Qian Renxue asked softly, "Do you want to stop here, or do you have any other ideas?"

"You take care of the girl, and leave the boy to me!"

Li Changsheng's eyes flashed with light, and he said calmly: "But, remember to look at my eyes when you are halfway through. Once I ask you to take action, you grab the girl and leave quickly. I will help you with the rest. Do you understand?"

"understand!"

Hearing this, Qian Renxue understood instantly.

It turned out that the girl was the incarnation of a hundred thousand year old soul beast. If that was the case, then her true form, if I guessed correctly, should be a soft bone rabbit.

As the referee announced the start, Tang San and Xiao Wu moved almost at the same time.

It is still the same as the last game. No matter who the opponent is or how strong the opponent is, just use the mother's entanglement and teleport skills mindlessly.

"Blue Silver Grass?"

After seeing what kind of martial soul was coming straight towards them, Qian Renxue felt very surprised and shocked. She obviously didn't expect that someone could cultivate the Blue Silver Emperor martial soul to such a level.

"Don't reveal your identity and don't use your martial spirit!" Li Changsheng waved his left hand, and the blue silver grass in front of him shattered.

"Don't worry, I know!"

After saying this, Qian Renxue's mouth corners slightly raised, and her eyes were always focused on the girl who was running straight towards her.

One hundred thousand year soul ring, wait for me, I will take you home right away!
The next moment, Qian Renxue's figure disappeared from the spot, and she started close combat with Xiao Wu.

"Xiao Wu, be careful!"

After discovering that their opponent this time was a little different from usual, Tang San quickly spoke up to remind them.

"Kid, you should worry about yourself!"

Along with a cold voice, Li Changsheng came behind Tang San.

"How come it's so fast?"

Hearing this voice, Tang San's pupils shrank slightly, and then the Ghost Shadow was activated, and what followed was still the entanglement of his biological mother.

"Can you try something new?" After seeing that it was the first soul skill again, Li Changsheng couldn't help but curl his lips and said speechlessly: "No wonder it's a useless martial soul. It seems that your life's achievements will only go so far!"

After he finished speaking, under the gaze of the audience around him, Li Changsheng stretched out a finger and pointed it directly at the blue silver grass in front of him.

There was an endless breath of ice all over the field, which froze all the blue silver grass.

"There are no useless martial spirits, only useless soul masters!"

Tang San snorted coldly, expressing his attitude, and released his third soul skill, spider web binding.

"There are no useless martial arts spirits, only useless soul masters?"

Li Changsheng was slightly stunned when he heard this. After realizing that Tang San didn't seem to be joking, he subconsciously said, "Is there really a fool who believes this?"

"What do you mean?" Tang San frowned and questioned.

This is my teacher's theory, how could it be wrong?
"Have you ever seen a powerful soul master whose martial soul is useless?"

Li Changsheng also became interested at this moment and started questioning directly in front of everyone.

"Uh uh uh uh uh!"

Hearing the other party's question, Tang San also fell silent, and seemed to be thinking about who had a useless martial spirit and was still a strong one.

Seeing this, Li Changsheng did not disturb the other party. After all, Tang San was not a threat to him at all now. He was like a small ant that could be crushed to death at any time.

You know, the only one Tang San can rely on is Tang Hao, and now that Tang Hao has fallen, the only one left is the Shura God in the God Realm.

But the problem is, if the Shura God dares to intervene forcibly, he will be greeted by a mixed doubles team of the Evil God King and the Goddess of Life.

Although I don’t know why the Goddess of Life changes so quickly and why she is a little different from what I imagined, it doesn’t matter. As long as she is willing to stand behind me and help me regardless of everything, it’s enough.

Moreover, even if there were no Evil God King and Goddess of Life, what would happen? At worst, he could release all the creatures in the Ten Thousand Souls Banner. If a fight broke out, it would be hard to tell who would win or lose.

Anyway, the more people die, the more people will enter the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in the end.

"How about it, have you thought of it?"

Looking at the silent and thoughtful Tang San in front of him, Li Changsheng asked with a smile: "Or you can also tell me where you got this sentence from, and what kind of genius and strong person is the person who said this."

"My teacher, the master, said so. How dare you question him?" Tang San shouted angrily.

"Grandmaster?"

On the other side, Qian Renxue was stunned when she heard the name, and then she also fell into deep thought.

After a moment, she looked towards Tang San and asked in confusion: "Are you talking about the teacher whose spirit power is only level 29 and whose spirit can only fart?"

"I advise you to be more respectful to my teacher?" Tang San's face darkened and his tone was cold and threatening?

Hearing this, Qian Renxue felt sick.

No, she thought to herself that she was not wrong. Wasn't it that Yu Xiaogang's soul power was only level 29, and his martial soul could only fart?

"Respect? It seems to be true!"

Li Changsheng grinned and began to sow discord: "Boy, have you ever thought that the so-called master is fooling you like a fool?"

"What do you mean?" Tang San clenched his fists, as if to say, "If you don't explain clearly, I will fight you to the death."

(End of this chapter)