Douluo Continent: The Holy Evil Emperor.

Chapter 166 What You Can't Beat, I'll Crush Easily

Seeing that Ye Qing and Xue Zhenyu and the other seven had already taken their stances, and the seven members of the main team had also tacitly left the Soul Arena, Yan Shaozhe naturally wouldn't say anything that was against the rules to spoil the fun.

If he were capable of saying such things, he wouldn't have agreed to let Ye Qing take on ten people at once during the second-year entrance exam. The current situation is so similar to that entrance exam.

Even he couldn't help but show a hint of anticipation on his face. He couldn't quite figure out his junior brother, Ye Qing, and was really curious about just how strong he could be!

"Since you have reached a consensus, then I will be the referee for this battle of spirits!" Yan Shaozhe floated into the air, standing with his hands behind his back. "With me here watching, you can use all your strength without worrying about anything."

"Understood!" the crowd on the stage responded in unison.

"Very good, both sides step back and release your martial spirits!" Yan Shaozhe watched as both sides got ready, then raised his right hand high, counted down three times, and then swung it down suddenly.

"The match begins!"

rub rub!

The moment Yan Shaozhe finished speaking, Xue Zhenyu made the first move, slashing out three times with her ice sword. The icy blue sword light burst forth and slashed towards Ye Qing. Two sword lights blocked his space to dodge, while one sword light mercilessly pointed straight at his neck.

The other six also made their moves instantly. Beams of light shot out from Mingjing's hands, covering the other six people, and their auras suddenly increased.

A pair of brilliant golden flame wings unfurled from Wu Ming's back. After slightly bending her long legs, the wings on her back flapped suddenly, lifting her into the air.

She had long been annoyed by Ye Qing's arrogance, and as soon as the match started, she pulled out her ultimate weapon, her deep fifth spirit ring instantly lighting up.

Wu Ming held her hands in a prayer position to her chest, and a small, bright golden bird gradually took shape between her hands. Then she gently pushed it out, and the bright golden bird began to expand rapidly after leaving her palm, quickly reaching a length of more than three meters.

Others are also using their own methods.

At this moment, the three sword beams unleashed by Xue Zhenyu had already reached Ye Qing.

"The momentum is not bad, but the strength is a bit weak." Ye Qing chuckled, completely ignoring the sword light that blocked his movement from both sides of his body. Instead, he stretched out his right arm with his palm open and accurately caught the sword light that was aimed at his vitals.

Click!

As he clenched his fist, the sword light was instantly crushed into countless ice shards.

Xue Zhenyu was dumbfounded. Although this sword light was not his soul ring skill, it was a self-created soul skill that he created by relying on his soul bone skill.

Chen Zifeng would have needed considerable effort to deal with just this one sword beam, but Ye Qing shattered it with a mere pinch?!

Immediately afterwards, a scorching firebird began to descend from the sky. Ye Qing raised his head slightly, took a fraction of a second to think about how to deal with the firebird, and then his fourth soul ring suddenly released a deep black light.

He loosened his clenched right hand and then made a grasping motion, with sharp golden lightning coiling around his palm. Then, with a grab from a distance, it transformed into a giant lightning hand that seized the firebird released by Wu Ming.

"Holy Lightning Prison - Trapped!" Ye Qing's raised hand instantly pressed down, and with his movement, the hand that held the firebird transformed into a golden lightning cage amidst lightning and thunder. Wu Ming's fiery golden crow futilely charged left and right within the cage.

Thunder and flames erupted with a cacophony of explosions, but aside from a few sparks and small flames, they had no other effect.

"Just a caged bird," Ye Qing commented casually. Wu Ming, who heard Ye Qing's comment, was so angry that her hair stood on end.

Immediately afterwards, he slapped the unlucky agility-type attacker who had come up behind him to launch a sneak attack, slamming him to the floor. Then, he grabbed the attacker's foot and threw him off the stage. Finally, he gave Yang Jingjun, who was holding a tortoise shell, a kind smile.

"Uh...can you please not hit my face?" A bead of cold sweat appeared on Yang Jingjun's forehead.

However, he was clearly not without teammates. Xue Zhenyu instantly cut in from the side, her Frost Sword radiating a strong chill, and thrust towards his chest at a tricky angle.

On his other side, Wu Ming flapped his wings and fell from the sky, his body engulfed in flames. Apart from the unlucky agility-type who was eliminated and the support-type Ming Jing, everyone else began to display their unique abilities.

Pretending to show weakness, Yang Jingjun also activated his fifth soul skill. A dark blue light was released from the shield, which slammed into the ground, releasing a strong shock and impact.

"Useless, useless, useless!" Ye Qing grinned, and his fourth soul ring lit up again. Terrifying golden lightning immediately began to spread rapidly from his body, instantly turning a ten-meter radius around him into a terrifying sea of ​​lightning.

Thick bolts of golden lightning continuously surged forth, even cleaving the solid arena floor into craters of varying sizes.

As for how Xue Zhenyu and the others will block them?

There's no need to block at all, because Yan Shaozhe will take action.

This is the soul skill of the Thunderous Hell Vine. Although Ye Qing did not use the soul power of extreme lightning to activate it, nor did he fully release the power of the 100,000-year soul ring, it is still the soul skill of the Thunderous Hell Vine!

A flawless version after careful inspection!

The intensity of the Holy Light Thunder Prison that Ye Qing released at this moment was no less than the full-force attack of a Soul Saint after activating the True Soul of the Martial Soul. Its destructive power could even be compared to the Corpse Explosion released by the Grim Reaper. Except that the range was not as wide as the Corpse Explosion Technique under Ye Qing's control, the power was almost the same.

Apart from Yang Jingjun, who was able to withstand the damage without sustaining serious injuries, everyone else was seriously injured.

After all, none of them expected that the Thunder Cage Ye Qing used to trap Wu Ming's Golden Crow Firebird attack was actually such a powerful attack soul skill, so they were basically unprepared.

The instant the Holy Light Thunder Prison spread, Yan Shaozhe struck with lightning speed. Apart from Yang Jingjun, who was electrocuted and was breaking dance with his shield, the other four, including Wu Ming, were all sent out of the arena.

Severely injured!

Throughout the entire process, Ye Qing did not move an inch. Of the seven teams composed of elite Soul Emperors from the Inner Academy, he eliminated five of them, leaving only Yang Jingjun, who was exhaling white smoke and whose hair stood on end, and a cute and sweet girl named Ming Jing still standing on the arena.

"Want to continue?" Ye Qing, who had crushed seven people, still had a gentle and calm expression on his face.

They can even smash a Title Douluo's head, so crushing a team composed of Soul Emperors is a piece of cake for them.

Even if Ye Qing doesn't use his full strength, it's still not something these Soul Emperors can easily fool.

(End of this chapter)