Fantasy: The Strongest Martial Soul System

Chapter 293 Some words have to be paid

Qiao Ye is very clear about what Ji Wuyuan means. The background of the Four Great Academies is unimaginable, but this is not a background that can be easily shown to others, so...

To win!

Since the other party wants the four major academies to show their strength, then, let's show it to the other party!

And the price of showing is...

The next day, the second round of the battle ended with three individual battles. There was no need for a five-person team battle, and the Alliance of Four Houses easily won the second round.

At the same time, seventeen teams remained at the end of the first day, and nine teams remained at the end of the second day. When the third day came, the competition finally became interesting.

The opponent that Qiao Ye and the others need to face is the joint team from the Northern Ningxue Dojo and the Shenmen Dojo, or more directly, the opponent actually represents the Kingdom of Tang, one of the twelve kingdoms in the martial arts domain. Inextricably linked.

As for Qiao Ye, he was obviously the target of the other party's killing.

Because, it is rare!

Xian Yuran is the prince of Tang Kingdom, and his mother is the daughter of the dojo master of Ningxue Dojo. At the same time, Xian Yuran is also a disciple of Shenmen Dojo, and he is the most favored and cultivated disciple.

Before the competition started, the two teams met in front of the passage, and the atmosphere was extraordinarily dignified.

The leader of the opposing team was a very strong-looking man with a young and mature face. The moment he passed by Qiao Ye, he suddenly spoke.

"I'm Su Beimu from Ningxue Dojo." Su Beimu sneered, "If you're still a man, you'll be the first to fight with me, and I'll let you understand who you can't offend. There are certain things If you do, you will have to pay the price.”

Qiao Ye curled her lips in contempt, brushed past him, and walked towards the passage.

Su Beimu turned back and said, "Why? Don't you dare? Are you people in Xuehai Academy all cowards? The only thing your Xuehai Academy taught you is to put your head in your crotch, right?"

Qiao Ye's right foot suddenly hung in the air, and he turned to look at Su Beimu.

Lin Ziyi beside Qiao Ye looked at Su Beimu sympathetically.

This guy said the last thing he should have said. If he just provoked Qiao Ye, it would depend on whether Qiao Ye was interested in talking to him, but the other party provoked Xuehai Academy...

"Su Beimu, right?" Qiao Ye looked back at the other party and said, "Not only do some things have to be paid for, but also some words have to be paid for."

After Qiao Ye finished speaking, he turned around again and walked towards the passage.

"I'll be waiting for you in the arena!"

All the way to the entrance of the passage, Qiao Ye walked out of the passage without consulting other people's opinions, and was the first to play.

Standing in the center of the arena, Qiao Ye folded his arms in front of his chest, waiting for Su Beimu to come out from the other side.

A huge water curtain appeared in the formation laid in the center, and Jin Baocai's chubby figure soon appeared in the water curtain.

"After two days of fighting, everyone is already familiar with these two people. On one side is the disciple of Ningbei Dojo, with a cultivation level of the fourth level of Martial Ancestor Realm, and a Martial Soul of Earth Singing level. Mu, and on the other side is Qiao Ye from Blood Sea Academy who is currently number one on the Fengchu list..."

Jin Baocai briefly introduced the players, and then disappeared with the water curtain, which also represented the beginning of the battle.

Su Beimu looked at Qiao Ye with a ferocious face and said, "Do you know who Xian Yuran is? He is the grandson of our dojo master. From the moment you killed him, even if you are a student of Xuehai Academy, There is bound to be a dead end. The sky is big and the earth is big, and no one can protect you. After all, Xuehai Academy? An old place, the so-called place of the four great inheritance? Are you self-proclaimed? In the Northland, everyone only recognizes us. Snow Dojo, today, I am here to take your life on behalf of Ningxue Dojo."

"Have you talked enough nonsense?" Qiao Ye said indifferently: "Hurry up if you have talked enough."

"Since you want to die so much..." Su Beimu said in a low voice, "I'll send you there now!"

The moment Su Bei's Mu Yan fell, he raised his hand violently and pressed forward.

On Su Beimu's wrist, there was a white bracelet, not made of jade, but carved out of solid ice. The moment Su Beimu raised his hand, the bracelet kept trembling.

next moment...

The temperature of the surrounding air suddenly dropped by a few minutes, and then, silver-white frost mist continuously appeared around it, pushing it away in all directions.

Click, click!

Bingjie's voice resounded at this moment, and a large amount of frost appeared on the surrounding ground, which spread continuously in all directions at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it reached the direction of the city wall, and climbed up to the top of the wall.

In the blink of an eye, the entire Urn City was completely frozen, covered with frost everywhere, and everyone on the city wall couldn't help shivering.

Su Beimu sneered at Qiao Ye.

This is his usual opening!

Ningxue Dojo is located in the extreme north of the Northland. There is a piece of ice that will not melt for thousands of years. Everything there is related to ice and snow, including the method of cultivation, as well as exercises and martial arts. Everything is related to ice and snow, and it is also rich in ice and snow. Attribute Martial Soul.

As for the treasure in Su Beimu's hand, at first glance, it was a treasure that could create wind and snow on a large scale. The first thing the other party did was to freeze the entire Urn City. For Su Beimu, this place is equivalent to his home field.

"Now, I'll send you to hell!" Su Beimu waved his hand forward and said, "Icicles on the peaks!"

Boom, boom, boom!

The bracelet in Su Beimu's hand shone brightly. Immediately afterwards, the ground continued to shatter, and huge ice thorns pierced out of the ground continuously, coming towards Qiao Ye from all directions.

Qiao Ye stared coldly at the front until the moment when the ice thorns came to him and formed a circle.

Bang!

Qiao Ye stretched out his hand, and flicked the Qianling Sword hanging on his waist.

The Thousand Spirit Sword, which was only one finger long, kept shaking, and then the clear and crisp sword sounds suddenly sounded, and there seemed to be circles of fluctuations around, constantly pushing towards the surroundings.

Behind Qiao Ye, phantom swords appeared one after another, forming circles behind Qiao Ye's back!

After a while, three circles appeared, large, medium and small, completely formed by swords standing in the air, and the phantom swords were densely packed with thousands of handles.

Snapped!

Qiao Ye raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

In the next moment, the Qianjian behind Qiao Ye started to shoot wildly towards the surroundings.

Boom, boom, boom!

Violent shattering sounds resounded continuously, the phantom sword passed, the ground exploded, and the pierced ice thorns were instantly shattered, and a large swath of frost and fog covered the sky and covered the surroundings.

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