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11 You are very strong, but I will not admit defeat

  on the fighting soul stage.

  The moment Chen Ping just walked out of the passage, the audience booed.

  At least 90% of the audience wanted Chen Ping to lose the fighting soul, and many of them were there because they had bet on it, and only a small number of people were there because they supported Chen Ping's opponent "Feitian".

  "Boy, if you win, these people will definitely rush to the fighting soul stage to fight you to the death." In his mind, Luo Xier half-jokingly said: "I think after you win, you should run away quickly."

  "I won't lose?" Chen Ping complained.

  Even if he had two god-level soul rings, he didn't dare to guarantee that he would win. What if the opponent's soul skills were weird, or just happened to restrain him.

  Unexpectedly, Luo Xier actually said: "Boy, your two soul rings are both god rings, how can you lose? The quality of your soul power is higher than that of an ordinary soul emperor. If you lose at the level of a great soul master, I think the God of Destruction will directly abandon you."

  The older the soul ring, the greater the increase in the soul master's body. Chen Ping knew this, but he didn't know how strong he was.

  "Since you said so, I'd be sorry if I didn't win all the way." Chen Ping laughed, "Just wait and see how I teach that 'Feitian' a lesson."

  Five minutes after Chen Ping came on stage, "Feitian" finally came.

  His appearance was also well-liked by the audience. Countless audiences cheered for him, and some even congratulated him in advance for winning the fighting spirit.

  "You're quite good at pretending." Chen Ping sneered.

  Feitian, as the name suggests, can fly, and his martial spirit is also a flying martial spirit.

  After enjoying the cheers of the audience, Feitian landed slowly and bowed to all the audience present.

  "Please be ready, the fighting spirit will officially begin in one minute."

  The referee ordered and started the timer.

  "Boy, my name is Feitian, martial spirit, Feitian Eagle; twenty-nine-level agility attack system great spirit master." Feitian held his head high with a proud look.

  As soon as he finished speaking, two yellow spirit rings rose from under his feet, and his martial spirit also appeared behind him.

  "Flying Eagle?" Chen Ping thought about it, and it seemed that this kind of martial spirit did not appear in the original work, and the strength of the martial spirit was not high.

  "Daytime, martial spirit Daytime Dragon Sword, twenty-level strong attack system great spirit master." "

  You dare to challenge the peak great spirit master at the twenty-level level!? You are overestimating yourself." Fei Tian said with disdain: "If you admit defeat now, that would be the best, otherwise you will suffer physical pain later."

  "Ten consecutive wins, ten consecutive wins."

  Hearing Fei Tian's words, the audience in the audience shouted one after another. Obviously, before fighting with Chen Ping, this Fei Tian had already completed the feat of nine consecutive wins.

  "Oh, really?" Chen Ping was not annoyed, and summoned his martial spirit with a calm face.

  Two yellow spirit rings (disguise) rose from under his feet, and at the same time a golden long sword appeared in his hand.

  "The best spirit ring ratio." Fei Tian's contempt on his face was restrained a lot.

  He knew that most of the people who could obtain the best soul ring ratio were from big families, and Chen Ping was much younger than him, so it was very likely that this was the case. In addition, the nine opponents in front of him all had one white and one yellow soul ring ratio. With his level 29 soul power and flying ability, others naturally could not beat him.

  But the next moment, his face turned completely horrified.

  "Martial soul suppression, it's impossible, you have a weapon martial soul, how can you suppress a beast martial soul."

  Chen Ping scratched his ears impatiently: "Why don't you admit defeat, so I don't have to take action."

  "What's wrong with Fei Tian, ​​he was fine just now, why is he scared now?" The audience started to discuss again.

  They bet a lot of money on Fei Tian. If he loses, who can they go to for justice?

  "No, Zhuri's martial soul is not right."

  "What's wrong?"     "I feel the suppression of the martial soul bloodline, but his martial soul is a weapon martial soul. Oh, I understand, dragon blood, it is dragon blood, the day and night dragon sword, his martial soul evolved because of dragon blood."

  "Dragon blood? Where can I get dragon blood? I want to try it too, to see if I can evolve my martial soul."

  "Hey, brother, I am a merchant who collects soul beast materials. I happen to have dragon blood to sell. Why don't you buy it from me?"

  "That's perfect, give me one."

  What Chen Ping didn't know was that because of his martial soul, a wave of dragon blood sales had been set off on the mainland. Of course, this is a later story.

  Fei Tian suppressed the fear in his heart and spoke in a trembling voice: "You are very strong, but I don't admit defeat."

  "Dangdangdang." The referee rang the bell: "The fighting spirit officially begins."

  Fei Tian's mouth twitched, and he immediately released his soul skill: "The first soul skill, flying."

  His figure quickly soared into the air, keeping a safe distance from Chen Ping.

  The advantage of the agile attack soul master lies in speed, and he also has the ability to fly, which makes the advantage even greater.

  Generally, weapon spirit masters do not have the ability to fly before reaching level 90. Fei Tian was confident that he could defeat Chen Ping through his aerial advantage.

  "Second spirit skill, Eagle Step."

  His legs turned into eagle claws and aimed at Chen Ping's back, and he suddenly fell from the air.

  "Boy, what are you doing? Don't let yourself get into trouble." Seeing Chen Ping standing there in a daze, Roxelles reminded him hastily.

  Chen Ping smiled and said, "No, I just thought of something fun. Well, I won't tell you anymore."

  "King."

  Chen Ping's Daytime Dragon Sword appeared behind him at some point and firmly caught the eagle claw.

  "What!" Fei Tian was shocked. He didn't even see when Chen Ping made the move.

  Without time to think, he flew into the air again, and at the same time, he was thinking about how to defeat Chen Ping.

  "Boy, not bad. The way you play with the sword has the demeanor of a master." Roxelles praised.

  Chen Ping said calmly: "Isn't it enough to have hands?"

  Before the divine test, Chen Ping knew that his talent was limited. He could not become a strong man by practicing soul power blindly, so he simply practiced sword. He practiced according to the way of the sword masters in the Blue Star TV series in his memory, and he didn't expect to gain something.

  The Day and Sun Dragon Sword played a sword flower in his hand, and the next moment, the tip of the sword pointed directly at Fei Tian.

  "If you don't make a move, I will."

  "Arrogant, I don't believe you can hit me." Fei Tian's figure rose again and stopped at a position he thought was safe.

  Seeing this scene, Chen Ping shook his head: "If I can fly, you have already lost."

  "So what, if you can't fly, you can't fly." Fei Tian snorted coldly.

  The fighting spirit has a time limit. Once the time is up, if the winner has not been decided, the winner will be determined according to the number of attacks. Fei Tian attacked Chen Ping once just now, and Chen Ping was just defending and did not launch an attack.

  "Haha." Changing the subject, Chen Ming said coldly, "Then I'll blow you away."

  "Second Soul Skill - Sunlight Wind."

  The Sunlight Dragon Sword emitted a strong wind, accompanied by scorching heat, and shot towards Fei Tian.

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