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The flames of light mingled with the light of fists, igniting the entire arena.

The icy mist that filled the sky was instantly evaporated.

When the flames subsided, Ling Luochen, covered in burns, fell unconscious again.

Su Ming's face was pale at this moment, and his soul power was only about 20% left.

Dai Yueheng and Wang Yan stepped onto the stage at the same time. Wang Yan took Ling Luochen away directly, while Dai Yueheng urged the referee.

"Senior, let's begin."

Tian Sha Douluo did not hesitate and gave him face.

"Game start!"

In order not to give Su Ming a chance, Dai Yueheng summoned his martial soul while running.

"White Tiger, possessed!"

"The third soul skill, White Tiger Vajra Transformation!"

"The fifth soul skill, White Tiger Demon God Transformation!"

"The first soul skill, White Tiger Protective Barrier!"

When he finished releasing all his soul skills, he had already run to the middle of the arena, only about 20 meters away from Su Ming.

Su Ming stood there, his expression solemn.

No matter how much Beibei's bloodline awakens, she is still a Soul Master.

Xixi is an agility-based attacker, belonging to the assassin class, and is physically fragile.

Ling Luochen is a control-type mage, and is also vulnerable to fire element.

Su Ming can charge at these three opponents without thinking.

But Dai Yueheng is different. With the White Tiger Vajra Transformation and White Tiger Demon God Transformation stacked, he can actually run over despite the Lion's Fang's barrage of fist light.

Since that's the case, then we need to proceed.

Su Ming took a deep breath and began to concentrate his soul power on his right fist.

Seeing this, Dai Yueheng sneered inwardly.

You've run out of soul power, you can go down now.

However, the next moment Su Ming's soul power erupted, and his expression froze.

A phantom purple soul ring shattered between Su Ming's brows.

The familiar scene made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar.

Buho!

Su Ming's depleted soul power seemed to be replenished instantly, and he even seemed to be sublimated, as if he were connected with heaven and earth, carrying a divine pressure.

His soul power aura far surpassed his peak period just now.

If Su Ming in the previous team battle only had the Soul Power Fusion Skill left because his Soul Power Martial Soul was stripped away, then now he has the Three-in-One Martial Soul Fusion Skill!

Even Su Ming's borrowed power in Douluo Continent III was not as strong as Su Ming's sublimation in Douluo Continent II, because Su Ming's martial soul in Douluo Continent II was soul power!

They borrowed and borrowed, but what they were really borrowing was soul power.

Operation begins.

"Supreme Wave Fist!"

Su Ming unleashed the strongest punch he had ever delivered in this era.

Wherever the fist light touched, space distorted around it, and various elements swirled and were swallowed by the fist light.

Dai Yueheng's eyes were bloodshot as he gritted his teeth and unleashed his sixth soul skill.

"White Tiger Annihilation Strike!"

His entire body erupted with dazzling golden light, and the "king" character pattern on his head was even stained with a trace of blood. The golden light on his body was compressed and condensed, forming a huge "kill" character in the air in front of him, and fiercely met Su Ming's fist light.

boom!
The golden "Kill" character collided with the seven-colored fist light, and the energy aftershocks even spread to most of the arena, with fragments of rare metals even splashing out.

The energy shield created by the 108 metal pillars fluctuated violently.

The 108 Soul Masters who had just coughed up blood because Yan Shaozhe forced his way into the arena were now trembling slightly, struggling to maintain the operation of the protective barrier.

Wang Yan gripped the railing of the combat zone tightly, his eyes fixed on the epicenter of the explosion, trying to spot Dai Yueheng rushing out.

On the imperial city wall, Duke Dai Hao of the White Tiger, who was watching the battle, frowned and a hint of worry flashed in his eyes.

The residual energy dissipated.

Dai Yueheng lay on the ground, unconscious.

There was still residual white soul power flowing through his body, but the White Tiger protective barrier had dissipated. The three elements of fire, light, and darkness remained, continuing to erode his wounds.

Wang Yan felt a sense of despair.

He lost. Dai Yueheng, on whom he had placed high hopes, also lost.

Is it because Dai Yueheng didn't work hard enough?

Soul Master versus Soul Emperor: Will one punch decide the outcome?

At this moment, Su Ming's invincible figure was deeply imprinted in the hearts of more than 200,000 viewers.

At this moment, Su Ming was quietly recovering his soul power. His aura was not as strong, but one could still feel the pressure.

This wasn't something Su Ming gave them, but rather their own inner feelings.

too strong.

Yan Shaozhe slowly loosened his tightly clenched right fist.

Powerless.

He, the former dean of the Shrek Academy's Martial Soul Department and now the elder of the Sea God Pavilion, also felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

"Teacher Wang Yan, should we continue?" He Caitou asked hesitantly.

"on!"

Wang Yan composed himself and blamed himself for not seizing the opportunity created by Dai Yueheng immediately.

Although Su Ming didn't know how he had suddenly become so much stronger, there was no way he could do it again, right?
There are no more than three things.

When his spirit was stripped away by the Golden Path, he had shattered a phantom purple spirit ring.

"What a freak! He can actually draw power from heaven and earth."

In Huo Yuhao's spiritual sea, Tianmeng was amazed.

"Brother Tianmeng, what do you mean? Was his soul power burst just now also borrowed?"

"If I'm not mistaken, that's how it is."

"But how is this possible? He directly borrowed soul power. I can't understand it!" Huo Yuhao racked his brains but couldn't comprehend Su Ming's secret technique at all.

“Sigh, I still don’t understand what his martial soul is.” Tianmeng said, “I was feeling it when you stripped away his martial soul, and it seems that you only stripped away his soul power, which is why he can still borrow power.”

"What exactly is the body part of the Martial Soul?"

Huo Yuhao was also intrigued by Tianmeng's words.

Yes, what exactly is Su Ming's martial soul?
He still doesn't know.

"A cigar-themed martial spirit? That's quite rare."

Seeing He Caitou smoking a cigar, Su Ming was slightly moved and said this.

He Caitou was very sensitive to this and immediately fixed his gaze on Su Ming.

Cigar-themed martial spirits are rare; his mother's bloodline inherited the cigar-themed martial spirit.

However, the cigar martial soul is not strong. It's just that his generation happened to mutate, and his innate soul power became stronger.

What did Su Ming guess?

Su Ming's words made He Caitou suspicious.

"Soul Guidance Master, I wonder how good your Soul Guidance skills are?"

Su Ming smiled.

He Caitou's expression was solemn. After the referee announced the start of the match, a huge soul-guided cannon appeared on his shoulder.

The battle is about to break out.

It also stops as soon as it's touched.

Huo Yuhao was still pondering Su Ming's martial soul, while his senior brother He Caitou had already been eliminated by Su Ming. It was his roommate's familiar voice that interrupted his thoughts.

"Teacher Wang Yan, how about I go?"

Wang Dong remained silent for a long time before finally speaking.

Wang Yan frowned deeply.

He stared at Wang Dong.

"I still have a trump card, which may be our only hope to turn the tide." Wang Dong's eyes were bright, and his tone was heavy.

Does Wang Dong still have a trump card up his sleeve?

Huo Yuhao snapped out of his daze and looked at Wang Dong with a puzzled expression.

We've been sleeping in the same bed, how come I didn't know you had another trick up your sleeve?

Wang Dong noticed Huo Yuhao's gaze, shook his head, and offered no explanation.

You do not understand.

(End of this chapter)