Fighting Soul Clan Demoness

Chapter 507: Soul Palace is a place to raise people (4k2, monthly ticket requested!!)

At this moment, everyone on the field who was originally competing fiercely stopped what they were doing, making the already furious roar seem even more hysterical.

Everyone was stunned, looking at the man in the audience as if they had seen a ghost.

Wang Chen was actually knocked off the stage during the qualifying round?

how can that be!

Wang Chen propped himself up and stood up, staring at the black-robed figure in front of him, his eyes fixed on the figure. He was already mad with hatred.

I saw that his handsome face, which looked quite ruffian, was now covered with red marks, and blood was slowly flowing down from his philtrum. With each breath, I could vaguely see his white teeth underneath.

When he hit his face on the ground just now, his upper lip was broken through and his face was disfigured.

The crowd in the stands stopped smiling at this moment, and were replaced by deep shock and disbelief.

A chief of Sifang Pavilion was eliminated before the finals began. This had never happened before in the competition, and it almost shattered the reputation of Huangquan Pavilion!

"That kid is not simple!"

A gleam of brilliance flashed in the Sword Master's cloudy old eyes, and his big hands pressing on the handrails exerted a little more force, appearing extremely excited.

With the cultivation level of these Dou Zuns, they could easily detect that the black-robed man restrained his strength the moment he attacked, and simply kicked Wang Chen off the ring at the right moment without using any of his cultivation level at all.

And if Wang Chen, a Dou Zong expert, had not used his cultivation, how could he have been kicked off the stage so easily?
He's not a fool
Therefore, the problem can only be attributed to the special methods of this mysterious man in black robe.

"He didn't use any Dou Qi, but he was able to drive a Dou Zong out. This little guy really surprised me." Feng Zun's eyes flickered and he gave a rare compliment.

He looked up at the girl in the front of the stands. After seeing her fixed gaze, he seemed to understand something and nodded subtly.

"impossible!"

Upon seeing this, Venerable Huang Quan slammed the table and stood up, shouting furiously, "Chen'er only recently reached Dou Zong status. How could he be knocked off the stage by a young, casual cultivator? There's definitely something fishy going on!"

Wang Chen obviously didn't react. He was breathing heavily and stood there in a daze for several breaths before finally realizing that he was out.

Sensing the gazes of countless people around him, some with pity, some with ridicule, Wang Chen's head flushed and his face turned the color of liver with shame and anger.

"I, Wang Chen, am a Dou Zong cultivator. How could I be defeated by a scumbag like you who appeared out of nowhere? You must be cheating!"

Hearing the furious roar coming from behind him, Xiao Yan reluctantly stopped what he was doing and spread his hands out innocently: "What's wrong with cheating? Doesn't the rule say that cheating is not allowed?"

As he spoke, he turned his head and shouted to the young girl in green not far away, "Excuse me, young lady, is cheating against the rules of the game?"

"what?"

Mu Qingluan, who was watching the show, was startled when her name was suddenly called, and said in a panic:

"Well, according to the rules of the Sifang Pavilion Competition, there's really no rule prohibiting cheating. It's just that most people don't think about it."

The fact that eight were selected from more than fifty contestants is undoubtedly the ingenuity of the design rules of the Sifang Pavilion.

In order to prevent the chief from being eliminated unexpectedly, each cabinet will send an accompanying person as an assistant. They do not seek to compete for rankings, but only to fight a bloody way out for the chief in the melee of the screening round and to preserve their strength and trump cards as much as possible.

It is conceivable that if even external elements such as alliances are allowed, then cheating, which has a relatively weak impact on the situation, will naturally not be allowed. The Sifang Pavilion will obviously not do anything biased in public.

Even this is not fair to the independent cultivators.

Wang Chen didn't expect that a member of the Sifang Pavilion would plead for the other party. His eyes suddenly glared angrily at Mu Qingluan who was not far away.

"What?"

Mu Qingluan felt a little uneasy under the other party's gaze, but she didn't show any fear. Instead, she said angrily, "I didn't say anything wrong. Why are you taking it out on me? Didn't your master teach you the principle of accepting defeat when you are willing to gamble?"

"you!"

Hearing this, Wang Chen almost couldn't breathe. Just as he was about to curse out loud, he was suddenly interrupted by Xiao Yan who was watching silently.

"Alright." Xiao Yan frowned. "You deliberately attacked my brother, even going so far as to kill him. Do you really think others can't see it? Since you've been eliminated, be smart and get out of here. Don't force me to take action."

"well!"

Wang Chen laughed out of anger. It was the first time he had seen someone interrupt him and say what he was about to say. He immediately jumped back onto the stage.
"How dare you! People who know you're a casual cultivator participating in the competition clearly understand that you're the chief of some sect, but those who don't would think that this bastard from a corner like you is the chief of some sect! Do you think this competition is run by your family?!"

Xiao Yan smiled faintly: "Why, you don't accept it?"

"Stop arguing with me!"

Wang Chen's eyes were grim, his pupils strangely turning black and white. He said coldly, "Don't you have the ability? If you beat me, I'll let you enter the quarterfinals. If you lose... Humph, the Sifang Pavilion competition doesn't need cunning and sly losers!"

"A cunning and slippery loser?" Xiao Yan looked at him thoughtfully. "You mean the one who was clearly eliminated but still shamelessly stood back on the field?"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present was immediately shocked by Xiao Yan's extraordinary beauty.

Lin Yan's expression gradually became strange, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was forcibly enduring something. Mu Qingluan, on the other hand, didn't have too many thoughts. She covered her mouth and let out a sweet laugh like an oriole. The whole place was suddenly filled with a happy atmosphere.

"When did this guy become so vicious?" Hun Ruoruo looked at the scene in surprise, and couldn't help rubbing her eyes, as if she wanted to get to know the young man again.

It's only been a year since I left, how come there have been such big changes?

The Soul Palace is really a place that nurtures people.

Wang Chen's teeth chattered, but he didn't show any signs of misbehavior. Instead, he suppressed his anger and sneered, "Stop wasting your time here. Which eye did you see me breaking the rules? What rules did I break?"

Following Wang Chen's glance, the disciple from Huangquan Pavilion immediately understood what he meant and quickly walked out of the crowd, saying with a forced smile:
"To be honest, the previous battle has given me some insights, and I need to retreat immediately to advance. I can only ask Master Chen to temporarily take your place to avoid my Huangquan Pavilion being eliminated. I hope you can understand."

After saying that, he bowed to everyone and jumped off the stage without hesitation.

Satisfied as he watched the disciple leave, Wang Chen turned his head and looked at Xiao Yan and the others again. However, this time, his gaze was obviously less resentful and instead held a hint of amusement, as if he was confident of victory.

"Now, do you have any other opinions?"

"Damn it, this shameless bastard!" Seeing that the onlookers dared not say a word, Lin Yan cursed inwardly and looked at Xiao Yan with some concern:
"Are you okay? This guy is a Dou Zong cultivator and a direct disciple of Huang Quan Zun. We have offended him badly just now. If a fight breaks out, I'm afraid he will..."

Raising his hand to interrupt Lin Yan's words, Xiao Yan gave him a comforting look and walked towards him on his own.

Seeing this, Wang Chen was delighted. Just as he was about to continue to instigate, he heard the other party asking questions in an orderly manner.

"Little girl, do you have any concerns about the competition?"

Mu Qingluan responded subconsciously: "No, swords have no eyes, and getting hurt is inevitable. As long as you don't continue to attack when the other party shouts surrender, it will be fine."

"What about you guys at Xingyun Pavilion? Do you have any concerns?"

"Our Xingyun Pavilion?"

Mu Qingluan was stunned. The familiar feeling in her heart grew stronger. Finally, as if possessed by some mysterious force, she cried out in a delicate voice, "How is this possible? He's thinking about our Xingyun Pavilion's Senior Sister. There are five hundred disciples, and not a single one of them would treat him kindly!"

Hearing these complaining words, Xiao Yan curled up the corners of his mouth and gradually revealed an evil smile.

"understood."

After that, he walked towards Wang Chen slowly, his tone becoming playful: "Let's resolve our conflict?"

Xiao Yan has always valued the people around him very much, and Wang Chen not only tried to kill Lin Yan, but also coveted Hun Ruoruo, the chief of Xingyun Pavilion. Naturally, there was no need for him to hold back against such a scourge.

"You idiot, you're asking me to resolve the conflict with Huangquan Pavilion. You're really asking for your own death."

Wang Chen smiled grimly, and his pair of black and white eyes suddenly burst out with divine light. The rich power of life and death rapidly condensed between his eyebrows.

As the chief of Huangquan Pavilion, Wang Chen had already mastered the power of life and death when he broke through to the Dou Zong realm. Even Huangquan Venerable praised him highly.

The effect of this power of birth and death is endless repair and destruction, thus achieving a cycle of loss and compensation!

It can be said that as long as Wang Chen is entangled by this force of life and death, he will continue to absorb the opponent's blood and energy, turning it into a means of healing himself. He is extremely domineering and insidious!

"It's the power of life and death. This kid really intends to kill me." Seeing this, the rage on Venerable Huangquan's face subsided a lot, and he sat back in his seat.

He knew that once the power of life and death was used, the outcome of this battle would be completely determined. The only thing he had to worry about was the aftermath after this person's death.

"Hmph, a small bastard without any sect or school dares to challenge the majesty of my Huangquan Pavilion. Even if Chen'er doesn't kill you today, I will definitely not let you live."

A hint of coldness flashed in Venerable Huang Quan's eyes. In his opinion, it was obviously a luxury for Xiao Yan to die at the hands of Wang Chen.

As Xiao Yan's steps slowly moved, the shape of a yin-yang fish appeared between Wang Chen's eyebrows. The strong wind blew his hair, making him look energetic. Even the messy cracks on his lips gradually began to repair.

"Little bastard, kneel down and beg for mercy now, and I can leave you with an intact body."

Before he could finish his words, Xiao Yan had already taken a step forward and walked into the range of the Yin-Yang fish.

"court death!"

Wang Chen smiled cruelly, and the Yin-Yang fish instantly locked onto him. The black mist swept over, wrapping up the opponent's body at a speed that was difficult to capture with the naked eye.

Sensing the rich energy and blood emanating from the white mist, Wang Chen couldn't help but reveal a look of intoxication and laughed wildly.

"Even Feng Qing'er doesn't dare to set foot in my life-death miasma, who do you think you are!"

The power of life and death is incomparable to other means. You can only avoid it, but not be contaminated by it in the slightest. Once you are entangled by it, even a Dou Zong strongman will pay a heavy price for it!

As expected, after Xiao Yan disappeared, Mu Qingluan, who had been quite optimistic about him, turned pale in an instant. She obviously did not expect that the man in black robe would be so impulsive and reckless.

In comparison, Lin Yan did not behave so out of control, but seeing his palms clenched until white, he was obviously worried about Xiao Yan.

However, just when Wang Chen thought he had secured victory, a slender figure that had been pulled in the miasma slowly walked out.

"The power of life and death." Xiao Yan grinned, "I have abundant energy and blood, so it's okay for me to let you absorb some. However, as for how much you absorb, that's beyond my control."

"you"

Wang Chen's pupils shrank, and just as he was about to cut off the connection between the white fog and the black fog, a terrifying blood and energy force so powerful that it made his heart and liver tremble was instantly absorbed out of the black fog.

The fighting spirit, which was condensed to the point of being as solid as a substance, instantly expanded the white mist to its limit. In less than a moment, the Yin-Yang fish let out a mournful cry of being overwhelmed and began to flash wildly.

Wang Chen was terrified to the extreme at this moment as he looked at the uncontrollable Yin-Yang fish. The strong breath of death coming from him made him gasp violently.

Only at this moment did he finally realize that the person in front of him was actually trying to burst him alive!
Such a terrifying blood and qi power, not to mention ordinary Dou Zong, even Feng Qing'er, who was born from the Heavenly Demon Phoenix, is far inferior to it.
Looking at the increasingly swollen Yin-Yang fish in front of him, Wang Chen's expression changed drastically, and finally revealed a look of fear -

He had a premonition that once the Yin-Yang Fish exploded, even if Venerable Huang Quan took action personally, there would be no way he could save his life!

Thinking of this, Wang Chen let out a strange cry and even ignored the precious Yin-Yang Fish. He just raised his hand and threw it far away.

As he moved, the Yin-Yang fish, which had expanded to the point of deformation, finally burst under the weight.

"Bang!!!"

An explosion so huge as thunder sounded, shaking the entire arena violently. A protective barrier instantly appeared, blocking the oncoming gust of air.

Immediately afterwards, a wailing sound far more miserable than the previous one was heard, and Wang Chen's body wrapped in white mist flew backwards. Countless bones in his body were broken, and he fell to the ground like a ball of rag.

The white mist that was originally used to heal wounds now seemed to have turned into a ghost talisman that was demanding death. It continuously poured fighting spirit into Wang Chen's body that far exceeded his ability to bear, causing his skin to repeatedly repeat the process of being repaired and bursting, and finally completely collapsed into a ball of flesh.

Ears, nose, mouth, eyes. Even the smallest pores on the surface of the skin began to spurt out blood crazily, instantly turning Wang Chen into a bloody man.

"Kaka!"

As the sound of collapsing rubble rang out, a figure shrouded in darkness was seen taking one step at a time, dispersing the smoke and dust that was so thick that it blocked the vision.

Xiao Yan walked out slowly from the ruins, tore off his soul robe, picked up the sack-like Wang Chen, raised him high above his head, and laughed loudly, violently and arrogantly.

At this moment, the audience was completely silent, except for a pair of eyes as deep as the ocean tide, which slowly met his gaze across the distance of thousands of people.
Nothing needs to be said.

(End of this chapter)