As a soul tutor, being approached by a soul tutor is a big taboo.

But in the next second, he froze instantly. A terrifying pressure appeared behind him without warning.

The cold coldness penetrated through the back, penetrated into the skin, and invaded the bone marrow. The back was sweating unconsciously, but just before the sweat came out, the water had frozen all of it in the sweat glands.

The young man from Chongtianmen only felt his brain was blank.

He felt that his body had completely frozen, and the only organ that could move on his body was his two eyes.

He couldn't turn his head, so he could only turn his eyes hard and look at the ground tremblingly.

The silver-white metal ground on the competition stage is shiny and reflects the light from behind.

He clearly saw that the light reflected on the ground was as scarlet as blood.

The disciple of Chongtian Sect only felt that his frozen body no longer belonged to him. His knees weakened and he fell forward to the ground.

He had already consumed his soul power greatly, but he was frightened again and fainted.

Huo Yuhao, who was still motionless a hundred meters away from him, muttered: "Why are you so fragile..."

Yes, from the perspective of outsiders, Huo Yuhao's feet have not moved since he came to the stage, and even his soul ring has not been released.

Through simulation, he distorted the surrounding light, making it impossible for the disciples of Chongtian Sect to hit him, and then thought of making the other party take the initiative to admit defeat through mental hints and mental illusions.

If there is no soul guide light curtain, he plans to let the other party jump off the competition stage and leave the field. Unfortunately, there is now a soul guide light curtain surrounding it, so he has to threaten it.

As a result, I didn't expect that the disciple of Chongtian Sect was so fragile that he couldn't stand it at all and fainted.

But the audience outside the competition stage did not know what was going on. Only Huo Yuhao and the other party knew the specific content of the launch of the mental illusion.

After the listless Ice Emperor in the war zone suddenly lit up his eyes and then calmed down. After leaving the Spirit Sea, she did not realize that Huo Yuhao used his spiritual soul skills at the first time.

The referee's old man was stunned. He had hosted so many games and it was the first time he had seen such a battle situation.

He flew to the fallen body of the disciple of Chongtianmen to check it out, and announced: "The player of Chongtianmen was overdrawn and fainted, losing his combat ability. In the first game of the personal knockout match, Longhumen won."

After a brief silence among the audience, a thunderous laughter burst out in an instant.

"Hahaha, look at that guy from Chongtian Gate. He couldn't even hit him when he stood up and asked him to hit him."

"Yes, even my soul power has been exhausted, I haven't hit it once."

In the war zone, all the disciples of Chongtianmen looked ugly, especially the fat young man.

"Waste! Waste!"

He had already stood up and cursed loudly in anger.

The fat man's name is Feng Ling, and he is the young sect leader of Chongtian Sect. At this moment, he did not hide his anger in his heart at all and cursed the young man of Chongtian Sect.

He knew that after this battle, Chongtianmen had become a laughing stock in the competition.

In the previous few knockout matches, there was such a ridiculous situation.

One of the great purposes of the sect participating in the Youth Soul Master Competition is to make a name for themselves in the competition and help attract disciples. But once any scandal occurs, it may become a laughing stock.

Good things don’t go out, bad things go through thousands of miles.

If a young man on the road knows that the disciples trained by Chongtianmen are of this level, as a soul tutor, how can he recruit people in the future if he can't even hit a fixed target?

The audience's ridicule seemed to be circulating from outside the field to the contestants' rest area. Although they couldn't hear the content clearly, Feng Ling only felt that he was hot and his fat body was trembling violently.

The young sect leader, he was eager to find a place for Chongtianmen.

The tall and thin disciple was soon taken back to the waiting area by the referee, and was still in a coma and had a pale complexion.

"The second game of the individual knockout stage, please send the second player to Chongtian Sect."

Feng Ling cursed viciously: "I'll deal with you when I'm back."

After saying that, he moved his fat body and jumped to the stage.

"The competition begins." After both sides decide, the referee gave an order.

Feng Ling's soul power fluctuations appeared, and four soul rings flashed behind him. His fat body was already wrapped in a thick body of soul guide armor, and there was also a soul guide heavy shield on his right arm.

Instead of attacking, he gritted his teeth and growled: "You're finished!"

Huo Yuhao frowned and replied, "Who are you?"

Feng Ling had a ferocious face: "I am the young master of Chongtian Sect."

"You have caused me to make such a great ugly academy in front of the entire mainland sect in the competition. I will never let you go ashamed of such a great humiliation."

His whole body was wrapped in armor, and only his fat face was exposed.

Huo Yuhao snorted disdainfully: "Young Master, right? Then I'll increase the dose for you."

"Don't say that Brother Hao bullies you, Brother Hao won't beat you or kill you."

"Exile you for half an hour first to help you liven up."

A terrifying but undetectable mental fluctuation flashed by.

Feng Ling roared angrily, raised his shield in his hand, and rushed towards Huo Yuhao like a hippo.

And the moment he closed his eyes, the whole world suddenly became silent.

Feng Ling was frightened to find that his eyelids could no longer be opened.
Chapter completed!