Chapter 347

The soul master, who is called a hundred years old by bidong, is a white haired old man.

With a smile, he rose from the offering table in the Wuhun hall, and the whole person turned into a breeze and came to bidong.

There was a strong fluctuation of wind attribute soul power behind him, and a Green Eagle's virtual shadow chirped behind him.

"Under the pope!"

The hundred old man bowed and said, "in my opinion, this son is by no means the person that ordinary soul masters can compete with, so there is no need for someone lower than his soul strength to play? I'm afraid he really defeated all our young soul masters with one person's strength. You know, in the audience at this time, all forces in Douluo mainland are watching..."

Bibidong's eyes narrowed slightly. She had thought of it for a long time, but she had other purposes.

"All the soul masters trained in the Wu soul hall are outstanding. Since they are fighting, how can they retreat without fighting?"

The hundred old man understood the meaning of the Pope and sighed slightly, "under the crown of the Pope, according to the old man..."

"Well, you just need to ensure the safety of the soul master in the Wuhun hall with yueguan." bibidong directly interrupted the other party's words and showed warm anger.

Bai Lao no longer insisted, but turned into a blue streamer and fell on the challenge arena.

He is a very old soul Douluo in the Wu soul hall. Among all the soul masters in the Wu soul hall, he is the sensitive attack soul Division second only to ghost Douluo.

But let the title Douluo and soul Douluo level strong guard against a teenager, it seems a bit of a fuss.

Ghost Douluo leaned slightly and whispered, "under the Pope's crown, are you too sensitive? I think the boy threw out all his cards. I'm afraid he's going to end up behind."

Bibidong shook his head slightly. "I have a hunch that he comes from a place full of killing! This infinite killing machine continues. If there is a little slack, we are likely to lose a top soul master."

Ghost Douluo stopped talking.

A hundred old men fell lightly behind the challenge arena. The whole man stood with his hands on his back and his long hair moved without wind. It also seemed to be hidden.

He said expressionless, "I will be the judge of the next duel; I won't hurt my life until the battle point."

oh Which one is this?

Ye can's eyes on the challenge arena were cold. "Naturally, there will be bumps during the competition. As a sacrifice, you should be fair and just."

The old man nodded, "my martial soul hall has always been fair and just."

Seeing the replacement of the referee, the young soul master preparing for the war backstage couldn't help but begin to guess.

"Did he really hurt the referee? That's the soul emperor!"

"Can't you? The soul emperor is the main force of the sub Hall of our Wulin hall and the owner of the xuanming turtle with strong defense in the beast Wulin..."

"But the new hundred old men are soul fighting; does this prove that the boy's strength is only..."

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"Interestingly, the referee has been changed at this time. It seems that Wuhun hall is also afraid." Gu Rong laughed mercilessly.

Ning Fengzhi looked down for a long time and suddenly asked, "Uncle Gu, what was ye can's soul skill just now? Why didn't there be any soul power fluctuation?"

"It's not a soul skill, but a simple physical power!"

"Shoot the weapon like lightning with the power of the flesh? How is this done?"

If such a magic skill is used when the enemy is unprepared, the soul masters below the soul king may not be able to hide.

A breeze came.

Then the strong wind attribute soul force swept the audience, which is a unique soul skill of centenarians!

It is similar to the soul skill in the field, but it is slightly inferior in intensity.

"Master!"

"What do you want to say? The rules of this duel competition have no time for you to rest!" the hundred old man said seriously.

"The soul skill you just released will interfere with my attack, so..."

The hundred old man frowned. His soul skills were integrated with nature. Unless he was a soul master whose soul power was far above him, he could find it.

"I'm the sacrificial elder of Wu soul hall. How can I interfere with you secretly? It's just to protect your lives."

Ye can smiles on her face and thinks that her mother is selling a batch.

It's obvious that the old guy is trying to protect the soul master of the Wulin hall. He's doing it too obviously!

The next challenger of Wu soul hall comes on stage!

A white suit is better than snow!

A long green steel blade pierces the sky!

The elite disciples of the general Hall of Wu soul hall could not bear to be lonely and stepped onto the challenge arena.

"Who is he?"

After seeing this soul master in the crowd, they were all attracted by his arrogant look.

Zhao Wuji, a teacher of Shrek college, took the lead in recognizing the man, "it's him! Jian Chen, an outstanding disciple of the last generation in the Wu soul hall!"

"Sword morning?"

Frank pushed his glasses, as if thinking of the past, looked a little tight and said, "is it the Jianchen who won the championship in the Mainland Youth soul master competition?"

Zhao Wuji touched the hidden disease on his shoulder, gnashing his teeth and said, "it's him! If it weren't for this goods, my team would probably be the last winner of the game!"

Zhao Wuji is also a famous figure in Douluo mainland. His martial spirit and soul power are above his peers. He is known as the "immovable Ming king" in the world of soul masters.

At that time, Zhao Wuji, who had just broken through to become the soul king, led another soul division team from the Barak Empire and successfully reached the top eight of the youth soul division competition held by the Wu soul hall. However, when they were about to reach the threshold of the final, his team was ambushed by the Wu soul hall in the soul forest, resulting in the destruction of the whole army, Although several soul masters in that team survived, they all became disabled.

Frank sighed: "in the third challenge, the martial soul hall moved him out. I'm afraid the boy is dangerous."

But Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong looked very nervous in the team of Shrek's seven monsters. They held their hands tightly on their chest, as if they were praying for the people on the stage.

Ma Hongjun bit the drumstick on his hand and disdained to say, "I don't think he can be the opponent of this soul master in the Wulin hall."

Dai mubai also echoed: "although his strength is very strong, his level is too different from that of the previous generation of soul masters. I bet three moves! This boy must fall on the challenge arena."

Tang San is silent. He is observing ye can's moves.

However, some people defend ye can against injustice.

Dugu Bo held the fence on the battle table with both hands, "it's so mean. First, let a soul master of soul Douluo level frighten you, and then move the elite soul master of the previous generation to the challenge arena. This is obviously a routine."

"Scene three, start."

Jianchen, standing on the challenge arena, raised his right hand slightly, "soul master of Wuhun hall, Jianchen."

Then, without waiting for ye can to reply, a sword Gang came straight.

"That's it! You don't deserve to continue standing on the challenge arena of the Wulin hall."