Heavenly Tyrant Martial Soul

Ling Xiao greeted Xiao Qiqi, and together with the other people who passed the first level assessment, followed Lin Geng towards the second level.

Lin Feiyang lowered his head, his whole body trembling.

Once again, he made a fool of himself like a clown.

There were already discussions among the crowd.

"What kind of bullshit genius? This Lin Feiyang is so disappointing, right? He just didn't win first place, and he actually framed someone else?"

"Haha, it's just that when you look at him like that, it's funny."

"This is the Demonic Dragon Sword Court, and that person is the demon envoy Lin Geng. Don't you know whether Ling Xiao is using the magic weapon or not?"

Listening to these words, Lin Feiyang's head lowered, and his face became even more ugly.

He silently told himself in his heart that he must kill Ling Xiao, absolutely!

Otherwise, how will he behave in the future?

At the same time, some people were talking about Ling Xiao.

After all, Ling Xiao won the championship in the first level and broke the record of the Demonic Dragon Sword Court for ten thousand years.

There are many people paying attention to him.

"Tsk, tsk, I heard that Ling Xiao is a warrior of the soul clan, and his soul power is simply heaven-defying!"

"That's for sure. The soul clan's physical body is not strong enough, but his soul power is outstanding. The first level is simply designed for him!

If he doesn't win the championship, he will be sorry for his status as a soul clan. "

"Actually, Lin Feiyang doesn't need to be so unconvinced. It doesn't matter if he loses in the first level. The next two levels are more demanding on the physical body, and they are not just a test of a certain item.

Then Ling Xiao has no chance to beat him. What's wrong with accepting failure humbly? Why can't he bear it so much? "

"That's right, that Ling Xiao is already sixteen years old, and his cultivation level has only reached the early stage of the fourteenth level of hell in the Yin and Yang realm.

Lin Feiyang is only fourteen years old, but his cultivation is already at the peak of the fourteenth level of hell in the Yin-Yang Realm.

In terms of talent and strength, Lin Feiyang is far superior to Ling Xiao. There is no need to worry about such a small issue. All he needs to do is beat that kid in the next two levels.

Let me tell you, Ling Xiao's next two levels, let alone first place, may not even pass. "

"Not bad! In the final analysis, strong soul power does not mean strong strength!"

It is not difficult to tell from the discussions of these people that there are actually quite a few people who are not convinced by Ling Xiao.

They interpreted Ling Xiao's first-level performance as the soul race's racial advantage.

It is believed that Ling Xiao will definitely be eliminated in the next assessment.

"Brother, those guys look down on you."

Xiao Qiqi said.

"It doesn't matter, the facts will prove everything. The two of us will work hard together and strive to stay."

Ling Xiao touched Qiqi's head and smiled.

"Well, let's work together!"

Xiao Qiqi actually doesn't like others touching her head, unless it's her mother or the person she admires most.

Today, Xiao Qiqi regards Ling Xiao as the person she admires the most and doesn't mind at all when Ling Xiao touches her head.

The assessment place for the second level is not a small world, it is within the Demonic Dragon Sword Court.

Located on a cliff in the Demonic Dragon Sword Court.

There are a total of seventy-two sculptures on this cliff.

What is drawn on the sculpture is the seventy-two demon envoys of the first generation of the Demonic Dragon Sword Court.

Ling Xiao didn't know exactly what these sculptures were used for, but he could feel that each sculpture contained very terrifying energy.

Presumably the second level of assessment should be related to these sculptures.

"Now, you can rest here and are not allowed to walk freely within the Demonic Dragon Sword Court.

Ling Xiao, come here and receive your reward! "

Demon envoy Lin Geng greeted Ling Xiao.

At this time, in addition to Lin Geng, the other seventy-one demon envoys from the Demonic Dragon Sword Court had also arrived one after another.

When Lin Xuan heard that the champion of the first level was actually Ling Xiao, whom she despised, she was very surprised at first, but then she gave a meaningful sneer.

Under everyone's attention, Ling Xiao calmly received a reward of a total of 300,000 mid-grade spiritual stones.

Seeing the countless warriors, they were all jealous.

Of course, they came here not for the spirit stones, but to join the Demonic Dragon Sword Court.

So after experiencing the initial jealousy, my mentality gradually calmed down.

"Ling Xiao, the seventy-two demon envoys of the Demonic Dragon Sword Court are all here. Work hard, and maybe you may become one of them in the future!"

Lin Geng seems to have a good impression of Ling Xiao.

He smiled and said.

"Thank you Demon Envoy Lin Geng for your encouragement. I will definitely work hard."

Ling Xiao looked at these seventy-two demon envoys, all of them were warriors who had reached the peak of the fifteenth level of hell in the Yin-Yang realm.

Extremely powerful.

Everyone, Ling Xiao, can't compete with him now.

Of course, even though they couldn't resist, it was not easy for these people to kill him.

This is his capital.

"This is the champion of the first level. I heard that he broke the ten-thousand-year record. I thought he was so outstanding. I didn't expect that his cultivation level was so poor. It's really disappointing!"

One of the demon envoys glanced at Ling Xiao and said rather disdainfully.

"I heard that he is a warrior from the Soul Clan. He probably has the honor of his race."

"I see, it's no wonder."

After hearing these words, Ling Xiao sneered disdainfully.

Feel free to look down on me, feel free to despise me.

But don’t worry, before long, every one of you will be in awe of me!

The two-hour rest period is either long or short.

Soon there were only more than ten minutes left.

The demon envoy Lin Geng began to announce the rules of the second level.

"The rules are very simple. If you see these sculptures, no matter what you do, try to attack them with your strongest strength.

Only when the attack power is strong enough, can the sculpture's restriction be activated, thus obtaining a ball of yin and yang energy from the first generation of magic envoys.

These yin and yang energy will condense into a ball of light above your head.

Each light group represents passing the assessment of a demon.

Whoever gets more light clusters will have better results.

We only need the best 1,000 people to advance to the next level of assessment!

So, work hard! "

Just as Lin Geng finished speaking, Lin Xuan spoke again.

"As my junior brother, I don't like to talk nonsense, but I can tell you some interesting things.

Each light group contains the powerful yin and yang energy of the first generation of demons, and it is very pure and can be absorbed directly!

Therefore, the better the results you achieve, the more benefits you will get, and you may be able to break through in cultivation soon! "

Lin Xuan said with a smile: "And because this level is much more difficult than the first level, the reward for first place is twice as high as before!

The champion will be rewarded with 200,000 mid-grade spiritual stones!

Record-breaking reward of 400,000 mid-grade spiritual stones!

So if some people didn't perform well in the first level, they have to work harder in this level. "

Her words were clearly meant for Lin Feiyang.

He was also comforting Lin Feiyang.

Sure enough, after hearing these words, Lin Feiyang's originally depressed mood suddenly became high.

Yes, winning the second level is much more valuable than the first level.