After realizing that his soul power had changed, Wen Yuchen endured the severe pain and stabilized the chaos in the Dantian after his soul power broke through. Mu Hanmin returned to the soul fighting platform and stood beside Wen Yuchen. The victory of this game was obvious. Mu Hanmin took back the Spirit Feather Soul-Explosion Spear. Although this was unintentional, it was intentional. The "break" of the Spirit Feather Soul-Explosion Spear solved the soul power bumps that Wen Yuchen had accumulated for many days, and his meridians were unblocked, and he felt a long-lost pleasure.

"In this game, No. 6 Mu Hanmin won!" The referee looked at Mu Hanmin beside him. This doll might really advance to the finals, play against Deng Haowen, and defeat him.

Mu Hanmin used his soul power to take Wen Yuchen away. Fortunately, he understood the way of time and space, and spent some soul power to bring Wen Yuchen back to the private room. This kid was not only a martial arts fanatic, but also a fucking fanatic, but could wake him up. Otherwise, Mu Hanmin would have thrown him in the soul fighting arena and let him play it. Open the private room door, and the room was empty. Mu Hanmin looked at the big screen. Today was a match between Guo Yumu and Beigong Lingyuan. Mu Hanmin closed his eyes, but with his mental power, he knew the fighting situation outside. His mental power had reached such a state.

While watching the game, Xiao Mu Hanmin from the Spiritual Mystery Realm was very diligent in contacting the Ghost Hidden Mitsuru Step, with strong mental power as a backing. He became more and more skilled in the Ghost Hidden Mitsuru Step, and gradually began to have a different ghost Hidden Mitsuru Step than usual. The special star transformation of the Hanyu Star Emperor combined with the Ghost Hidden Mitsuru. If he tried his best, the huge teaching building would only take five minutes to complete. However, without a single round-campus run, he still followed the large army honestly, with the armor on his body getting heavier and heavier, but his steps did not stop there.

The battle between Guo Yumu and Beigong Lingyuan on the soul fighting are also reached a white-hot stage. Beigong Lingyuan still stabilized his body movements. Qianfeng kept exerting, but every attack would be offset by Guo Yumu with the Yanwu Lie light waves. The two were in a stalemate. Beigong Lingyuan also learned the ghost mystery from the Tang people, but it did not have the high-intensity training like Mu Hanmin, so his pace must be a bit inferior to Mu Hanmin's. Guo Yumu relied on the soul power wave caused by the collision of each Yanwu Lie light wave and Qianfeng with Mo, and slowly came to Beigong Lingyuan step by step. He was a soul master and needed to constantly look for opportunities to get close.

When Beigong Lingyuan noticed this, Guo Yumu was already within five steps of him. He projected his divine feather fan. The feathers on the divine feather fan scattered, forming a huge net. A mountain appeared above Guo Yumu's head. He knew that Guo Yumu, who usually doesn't speak much, was second only to Mu Hanmin among the four. He was low-key and hardworking.

Guo Yumu's hands turned into Xuanyu color, and the Yanwulei light wave was released again. Although it passed through the gap between the net formed by the Shenji Feather Fan, it slowed down its speed. Xuanyu hand suddenly held the mountain pressing onto his body. Xuanyu hand not only ignored the toxins, but also cracked the illusion, but it also depends on how he used it. There was only one chance to crack the illusion.

The fact is that the mountains above Guo Yumu's head collapsed, Qianfeng dissipated with ink, and the pressure on the soul skill disappeared. Guo Yumu's hands turned red, and his own soul skill: Yanwu Po, and the flames that emerged from his body rose up. No matter how Beigong Lingyuan used his first soul skill, it could not affect Guo Yumu. One of Guo Yumu's hand was hanging down to the ground, and the ink was dissipated. He stood up with the force, and a boxing condensed by martial soul caught Guo Yumu's right hand.

"Yanwu Po!" Beigong Lingyuan mobilized all his soul power to resist Guo Yumu's attack. The ghost magic step accelerated and moved backwards, and one thousand peaks were shot out one after another. But in Guo Yumu's eyes, all of this was fancy, illusory, and fragile.

Guo Yumu's right hand stopped in front of Beigong Lingyuan's forehead, and the wave of soul power blew away his hair. Beigong Lingyuan took back the Shenji feather fan. Qianfeng Suimo's plan was only the last move, and it seemed that he could not complete it.

"Please finish that." Guo Yumu took a step back, and his hands were still blazing flames. Guo Yumu just released a silk thread of soul power and condensed a drop of ink. The ink dripped and splashed on the soul fighting platform. Suddenly, an ink painting was formed. Although Beigong Lingyuan used all his remaining soul power to resist Guo Yumu, the move in front of him took away most of his soul power and drained most of his soul power in advance. Otherwise, how could he be in the end with the ink painting scroll being silent. As time went by, it moved, and the soul power contained in each stroke was unthinkable. Guo Yumu looked at Beigong Lingyuan and was still taking action by himself.

"I announce that Guo Yumu No. 5 won." The referee could see clearly what was under his eyes, although the damage caused by the last scroll was very high.

The two walked off the soul fighting arena, "Yu Mu, you have to come on, your next game will be Deng Haowen." Beigong Lingyuan was not depressed by the game at all. Although Guo Yu Mu did not imitate Mu Hanmin to break up his soul power, he was satisfied with this game. He also needed more means, at least he could protect himself and last.

"Beigong Lingyuan, your last moment is useful to the ghost mystery step, right?" Mu Hanmin immediately stopped them when he saw the two of them back to the private room.
Chapter completed!