Tang Yi was still standing in the center of darkness. An impeccable first soul skill could achieve his own consumption, and finally won the game and won honor for the second grade. But who knew that the opponent's first soul skill alone gave him the feeling of shaking a big tree with a candle in the first middle school. How small is he?

The moment when Wen Yuchen landed, a white light flashed from the middle of it. The white light slowly swallowed the darkness inch by inch. When Tang Yi was about to use his first soul skill again, he found that a sword energy appeared on his neck.

Wen Yuchen returned to the air, pointed his right hand at the eyebrows, and moved slightly between his fingers to control the sword energy at Tang Yi's neck. As long as there was a slight movement, Wen Yuchen could kill him.

"I, I surrender!" Tang Yi trembled, rushed to the ground with his hands, and bowed to Wen Yuchen in the sky. Until the referee came to the soul fighting venue, the sword energy did not dissipate. The second-grade person liked to counterattack.

Wen Yuchen and the referee landed on the ground together. The referee glanced at Wen Yuchen, and the sword energy dissipated. Tang Yi lowered his head and stood beside the referee and took a few steps back.

The referee raised one of Wen Yuchen's hand and said, "I announce victory of No. 7." As soon as he finished speaking, two stars jumped out of Tang Yi's head and came to Wen Yuchen's head to merge.

After seeing his only two remaining stars disappear, Tang Yi could not hold back his emotions. Regardless of the referee being by his side at this moment, he immediately used his soul power. The first soul ring shone again, and the thick dark soul power condensed in his palm, and the evil teeth were swung out.

I knew that the second-grade people had such a way of not admitting defeat. Wen Yuchen's sword energy never disappeared for a moment. He stepped on a sword energy and came to the air lightly. Although he avoided Tang Yi's first attack, Tang Yi was like a chicken blood, waving his claws towards Wen Yuchen in the air.

Wen Yuchen looked at Tang Yi disdainfully, and countless sword energy slowly floated beside him, gradually turning into a long sword. Wen Yuchen slightly activated his etheric martial soul, slowing down Tang Yi's attack speed, and the more powerful the soul skill that concentrated on him, the longer he spent.

The long sword cooperated with his first soul skill, Arch Moon Slash, swung it accurately at Tang Yi's forehead, and had no intention of stopping. It was time to teach him how to abide by the rules of the competition.

In Tang Yi's eyes, if you know this move, you will win, and if you don't, the consequences will be unimaginable. Not only will the complete failure of the game, but you may also be punished by the academy. The referee on the side moved his body, and he just released some soul power, and he really needed to rectify the second grade.

The Arc Moon Slash collided with the Evil Tooth. In the competition between the Ether and the Dark, the fluctuations of soul power far exceeded the normal soul power collision between the first ring of soul masters. The referee consolidated the strength of the shield and ignored the game at all.

Wen Yuchen broke through the darkness and looked down at Tang Yi, who was flying out like a meteor under his eyes. A hole as big as a human was appeared on the ground. Thinking about it, this time it must be quite powerful.

I don’t know who was the one who started, and the shouts of the sword fairy became louder and louder. Wen Yuchen looked at Tang Yi with an expressionless face and left the soul fighting arena amid the shouts of the students. The unconscious Tang Yi also left with the help of several medical staff.

The referee simply said a few words to the medical staff and then used his soul power to restore the big hole in the field.

As soon as Wen Yuchen returned to the door of the private room, he met Beigong Lingyuan who was about to go out. It seemed that his next game would be his. In this way, the four of them could go out together to play together.

Wen Yuchen touched Beigong Lingyuan's shoulder. The two of them were both buddies and opponents. "I know, I'll be more ruthless in the second grade."

The next game was indeed from Beigong Lingyuan. He came to the side of the soul fighting arena calmly, waiting for his opponents. His friends' matches have all won, so he can't lose.

After waiting for about ten seconds, a tall figure appeared in Beigong Lingyuan's vision. It seemed that his opponent was him.

"Beigong Lingyuan, Class 5, Grade 1"

"Wang Xun, Class 3, Grade 1" Wang Xun held his chest up and swelled up his clothes. He heard that his opponent was a first-grade student and he relaxed.

A word "king" appeared on Wang Xun's forehead. His martial soul should be a tiger. The war soul master, Beigong Lingyuan, immediately judged the position of his opponent. He did not rush to display his martial soul. After all, his martial soul was not very aggressive.

Wang Xun roared at Beigong Lingyuan, shaking his opponent's belief. His tiger teeth became very sharp. Xunya tiger's weapon was the sharp tiger teeth. Wang Xun waved his tiger claws and several scratches broke through the air. As long as the opponent moved, he had a chance.

Beigong Lingyuan watched Wang Xun's every move, and the divine feather fan appeared in his hand. The feather fan sang gently in the direction of the claw mark. The sharp momentum of the claw mark slowly dissipated under a wind. The wind blew towards Wang Xun. Wang Xun immediately made a defense preparation to resist Beigong Lingyuan's attack.

Wang Xun was at a disadvantage in the first fight. In a hurry, Wang Xun imitated the tiger's move forward and came to the front of Beigong Lingyuan in two or three times. The first soul ring behind him shone brightly, his tiger claws became extremely sharp, and his waving speed became extremely fast, which was dazzling.
Chapter completed!