The second soul ring of Jingling suddenly lit up, and his whole body was attacking Lingyun at a fast speed like a spiritual charm.

Ling Yun always kept calm until Jing Ling approached him, the first soul ring lit up again.

"The first soul skill, bone spur."

I saw Jing Ling coming towards Ling Yun like a comet attacking the moon. His speed was already a bit terrible for most academies, but it seemed that Ling Yun was not good enough.

He turned his head lightly, avoided Jing Ling's bone spur soul skill, and took a few steps back.

The first soul ring also lit up at this moment, and the first soul skill was entangled and activated.

Countless blue silver grass emerged from under the arena and headed towards Jingling.

For Ling Yun, it doesn’t take much soul power to activate such a soul skill. After all, his true body has 240,000 years of cultivation.

Jing Ling looked at the countless blue silver grass sweeping towards him, and burst out from her mouth.

"Damn, is it so exaggerated?"

The blue silver grass swept over him like waves. Even if he activated his second soul skill, the Spiritual Charm Shadow, he could not pass through the dense blue silver grass gap.

The bone spurs could not pierce the extremely tough Blue Silver Grass. Ling Yun did not even have the poison of the Blue Silver Grass. He directly tied up Jing Ling Wuhua and removed it from the field like the previous opponent.

In the original work, facing Tang San's overwhelming blue silver grass, even Zhu Zhuqing was often tied up tightly and had no power to resist.

Not to mention Ling Yun, who was many times stronger than Tang San, defeated Jing Ling with a crushing advantage when using this move.

The two players were removed from the field in almost the same way by Ling Yun, which directly subverted everyone's perception.

The main reason is that Ling Yun won too easily. It can be said that except for dodging Xia Jingling's attack, there were no extra actions in the rest.

If it weren't for being too shocking, Ling Yun originally planned to be too lazy to hide, so he just used his body to resist.

After the blue silver grass wrapped around Jing Ling was taken back by Ling Yun, Jing Ling sat on the ground with a depressed look on his face, looking very discouraged by this.

He was defeated by a low-grade student who was nearly tenth level weaker than him, which made him feel deeply frustrated.

Ling Yun stood on the ring, looked down at him from a high point, and said lightly.

"You don't have to feel any frustration. I just joined the teacher's disciple, followed his opinions, and trained in a targeted and intensive manner.

This gave me the opportunity to be on the list, if it weren't for the teacher's targeted training.

My martial soul is blue silver grass, so I can't have the opportunity to be on the gold list. It's not just me, but Xiao Wu."

After Ling Yun finished speaking, he nodded slightly to the puppet Yu Xiaogang in the distance, showing his respect.

Except for Xiao Wu, who thought he knew Lingyun's background, Tang Yuehua and Dugu Bo, everyone present could not help but turn their attention to the puppet Yu Xiaogang.

Most of the people present couldn't help but think that Ling Yun's martial soul was just a useless martial soul.

Why can I be on the Golden List several times? I'm afraid it's really related to Vice President Yu. If it has nothing to do with him, what explanation would be?

Moreover, both of his disciples have been on the Golden List, but the other disciples are not so lucky. Is it really that he has any unique insights?

The puppet Yu Xiaogang was stared at by thousands of eyes without any reaction. He looked calm and looked like he was not surprised by his favor and disgrace. He picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

Dugu Bo, who was standing beside him, looked at the puppet Yu Xiaogang's appearance like a foreigner, and cursed in his heart.

"I believe you, I don't know what agreement this man and tiger have reached, and they can even tell lies with their eyes open.

If I hadn't taken all your actions in my eyes, I'm afraid even I would have thought of you. Fortunately, I was extremely smart and not like these fools."

Xiao Wu laughed in her heart and sighed at Ling Yun's shamelessness.

Only she knew that the puppet Yu Xiaogang was controlled by Ling Yun. He said how powerful the puppet he controlled was, and he was still turning around and saying how powerful he was?

Ling Yun, no matter how shocked everyone was, looked at Qin Ming again.

"Teacher Qin Ming, go ahead, who is my next opponent?"

After some careful selection, Qin Ming selected a level 37 soul master who merged from the original Shrek Academy.

After walking onto the ring, the other party clasped his fists slightly at Ling Yun.

"Zhao Wuzhuo, level 37 strong attack spirit master, martial soul violent demon bear."

As his voice fell, two yellow soul rings and a purple soul ring on his body slowly rose.

Ling Yun showed a shocked look at this moment. Of course, he was not surprised by the other party's strength.

But because of his name, Zhao Wuzhuo? This name is only one word short of a famous martial arts star in his previous life.

This made Ling Yun unconsciously feel a sense of intimacy. It’s a pity that this person did not come from his previous life, alas.

Ling Yun nodded slightly to Zhao Wuzhuo and said lightly.

"You should do it. The violent demon bear should be considered a more powerful martial soul in pure power. Let me see your strength."

Zhao Wuzhuo did not disappoint Ling Yun. He beat his chest with both hands and his whole body swelled up.

"The first soul skill, the power of violence."

"The second soul skill, war trampling."

With his use of this move, the entire arena shook violently, like an earthquake. The arena, which had been destroyed and full of holes, burst at this moment.

The broken part continued to extend towards Ling Yun's feet, and it could be seen that the other party's intention was to smash the ring.

Three fierce waves of air came towards Lingyun along with gravel, and were avoided by Lingyun.

It is obvious that Zhao Wuzhuo did not have enough confidence to defeat Ling Yun, who had a ten thousand-year soul ring, with his force, and could only win in this way.

Ling Yun shook his head lightly, snapped his fingers directly, and countless blue silver grass emerged from under the ring, wrapping the ring that was about to collapse layer by layer.

The ring that was originally about to be broken has returned to stability under the wrapping of the tough blue silver grass. No matter how Zhao Wuzhuo used the second soul skill to trample on the war, it was useless at all.

Seeing that the field stabilized the entire arena again, Zhao Wuzhuo also realized that his intention was a failure, so he planned to use his trump card.

"The third soul skill, violently cracked ground claw!"

The huge violent demon bear phantom behind him shot Ling Yun heavily, and the attack that could slapped a tree into a broken tree was roaring towards Ling Yun.

In Zhao Wuzhuo's view, as long as this move hits Ling Yun, even if he has the ten thousand-year soul ring, no matter how strong his talent is, he will be shot out of the field...
Chapter completed!