"It's really as the teacher said, my holy son's prestige is terrible..."

Ling Bai raised his head and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to suck both the sky and the earth into his body.

With his unparalleled momentum, unparalleled will, and unparalleled majesty, his aura, which was originally like a monarch, was improved ten times a hundred times.

He stood on the soul fighting platform and looked at him, as if the monarch who held the power of life and death glanced at His Highness's trembling ministers who dared not speak out.

The sky suddenly changed color, and a blue rainbow flashed across the Qingcang sword.

The sky green rainbow instantly broke through to the extreme speed that could not be seen clearly by the naked eye. This is the ultimate sword, with no defense or blocking, only an attack that takes all its strength.

The distance between Ling Bai and Zhang Min was nearly a hundred meters away. The Qingcang sword fell and the sword edge immediately rushed to Zhang Min.

Zhang Min felt that his heart was held by some terrifying monster. The golden-waisted flying swallow was possessed. Two needle-shaped golden swords flashed interlaced, like the flying swallow flying back.

The students of the Spirit Hall rushed out and surrounded Zhang Min. They could never imagine that Ling Bai would suddenly start an attack. The speed of the sword light was so fast that they could not react at all.

"Zhang Min, are you okay!"

Zhang Min seemed a little dull when she looked at her, and Xu Yu shook her shoulders.

"Where was slashed?"

Sun Chuantao looked around with fear, and Ling Bai seemed to have disappeared.

"I'm fine."

Zhang Min murmured that the Qingcang sword almost made her see the god of death holding a sickle, but she did not feel any pain.

So, did she block that fast sword?

A slight pain in the middle of his eyebrows, a blood bead fell straight downward, and a blue light flashed away. Ling Bai turned his back to her, and the Qingcang Sword attached the drop of blood to the sword.

With a gentle blow, the blood beads were broken.

Zhang Min pressed the middle of her eyebrows, and a bright red ray on her fingers. A thin sword mark in the center of her eyebrows cracked silently, and a thread of blood slowly flowed down along her nose wings.

"If the teacher hadn't forced a request, I wouldn't have bothered to participate in the Soul Master Competition, and I wouldn't have time to hang out with you. Either obey or get out."

Ling Bai turned his back to her, and his majestic aura like a steep peak and a ridge filled the sky of the Soul Fighting Field.

He seems to have a kind of aura of arrogance. Wherever he stands, he is the center of the world.

Zhang Min suddenly realized that she was talking to the future monarch, and she could use all the wealth of the Spirit Hall in one sentence, and make many titled Douluo run around for him in one sentence. She was the one who could influence the fate of the Spirit Hall and the fate of her family.

As a proud daughter of heaven, Zhang Min felt panic for the first time in her heart. She seemed to have done something fatal.

Other Wuhun Palace Academys couldn't help but remain silent, including the Golden Generation.

Xie Yue and most students' eyes were extremely shocked. Zhang Min was the chief of the Aggression Department of the Wuhun Palace Academy, and the Golden Waist Flying Swallow was one of the fastest flying soul beasts, but she was silently pierced by the Qingcang Sword. As long as Ling Bai thought about it, she was already a cold corpse.

Yan was quite lonely. Ling Bai still preserved his strength in the battle with him. If it weren't for being exposed because of his rage, he wouldn't know when he would have known the truth.

Hu Liena had a complex look of joy and sadness. The stronger Ling Bai became, the happier she naturally became, but she also felt that she was getting farther away from Ling Bai...

The selection competition was held from morning to night, and gradually in the rich night, Liu Yang's originally pale face slowly turned bloody, staring at Ling Bai's tall and arrogant figure, and his ice blue and emerald green alien pupils were unprecedentedly bright.

She felt that she was cared for, and a happy and confused feeling washed her mind like a frenzy.

"Okay, OK, you are all young talents from the Spirit Hall. Being so tense will hurt your harmony!"

A powerful voice came from the sky, and the four titled Douluo fell from the sky, and the one who spoke was the Demon Bear Douluo.

Compared to the gentleness of the Demon Bear Douluo, Mu Yao and Ju Gui both stared at Zhang Min with bad eyes. They had no relatives, and Ling Bai seemed to be their younger brother and grandson.

Now someone dared to provoke his majesty. If it weren't for the Demon Bear Douluo patting his chest to ensure that the matter was resolved successfully, they would have almost given Zhang Min a humane destruction just now.

The Demon Bear Douluo acted like a respected elder, but his beard was inevitably out of the way. He said bitterly:

"I know that some of you may think that it is not appropriate for a great soul master to be selected for the Spirit Hall team, but don't forget that the previous melee was aimed at each of you.

If you are on the battlefield, then do you have a way to determine the quality of the enemy, and there are all kinds of sudden situations in quantity?

There is nothing you can do.

In fact, the rules of the great battle between His Highness the Son are very fair, which puts you all at the same starting point, but he is also cruel, which is equivalent to letting you engage in a small war.

You are all dead, but a great soul master survives. This is the end of the war.

With your mentality and impulsive behavior just now, none of them are worthy of entering the Wuhun Hall team."

The Demon Bear Douluo's words may have been a little heavier, but there is no doubt that it is a bloody reality. Ling Bai, who was facing everyone, couldn't help but frown. He didn't think so much at the beginning, just hoped that the three girls would be selected safely.

Since Demon Bear Douluo can help him get back, Ling Bai is also happy to keep his cold image and watch the show.

"Elder Demon Bear, but this is different from war. Just now, many people relied on their daily familiarity and directly united to attack us!"

The person who spoke was a Soul Sect, who was able to rank among the top ten in the Soul Palace Academy, but his personality was relatively introverted, and he was alone like a lone wolf.

A few seconds after the start of the battle, he was bombarded with dozens of soul masters from the soul fighting platform, so he was extremely dissatisfied with the battle.

"You are wrong." Douluo, the Demon Bear, shook his head, "This is exactly the best way to test your comprehensive strength. In the short battle, it comprehensively tested your personal strength, teamwork ability, and even character.

What you want to be selected is the Wuhun Palace Team, a seven-person team! People with an introverted personality are destined to be unable to become a member of the team."

Hearing this, the Soul Sect retreated with a dark face.

"Okay, the members of the Spirit Hall team have been selected. You guys hurry up and go back to heal their wounds!"

"Yes, Elder Demon Bear!"

Everyone left the soul fighting platform one by one, and Zhang Min also lowered her head and prepared to leave. When she raised her feet and was about to leave, a feminine voice suddenly came from her ears:

"Golden waist Feiyan martial soul, you are the descendant of Zhang Ming, it seems that I need to talk to him well."

Zhang Min was immediately struck by lightning, and she recognized the owner of the voice.

Ju Douluo Yueguan, one of the two elders in the Wuhun Palace who are in charge of punishment.

Grandpa is just a Contra, and he can't beat Yueguan's method. He is afraid that he will be unable to move forward in the future. Zhang Min quickly wanted to look up and seek Yueguan to avenge his crime, but only saw a golden shadow flying in the air.

On the soul fighting platform, Ye Lingling recovered from the words of the Demon Bear Douluo. Suddenly remembered something, turned his head and looked beside him, but only saw a bright red blood on the ground, and his mouth was bulging:

"Why are you leaving? Your injury has not been healed yet..."
Chapter completed!