Chapter 181: This is not arrogance, but self-confidence, the self-confidence of the strong.

Chapter 181 This is not arrogance, but self-confidence, the self-confidence of the strong. "clatter--" It wasn't until Qian Renxue stopped that Fei Zi realized that she had just been frightened into giving up, but she couldn't be blamed for that. The terrifying golden flames of the angel behind Qian Renxue and the sound of the high heels crushing the ground gave Fei Zi a very strong sense of oppression. Every clicking sound on the ground made Fei Zi feel terrified. "You admit defeat, what about them?" Qian Renxue's face was indifferent, and her cold and noble eyes fell on the five dizzy soul masters behind her. Fei Zi's face flushed red. Just now she thought that Le Zhengling was not smart, but the next moment she was scared silly by him. "I, I only represent myself, not the team." The emcee, who had recovered from his shock, quickly said, "Contestant Fei Zi, who has admitted defeat, please leave the stage immediately." Fei Zi walked down the stage alone, leaving a little slowly. She stared at the five people on the stage, hoping to buy as much time as possible for them to wake up from their dizziness. Although this was a bit ugly, she couldn't just give in and admit defeat, right?

The tangible and tangible spiritual power is too lethal to the soul masters of this era. If one is not careful, the brain may be blown up. Therefore, Qian Renxue was very careful in her use of force. As a result, the five soul masters are only bleeding on their faces and are in a dizzy state, but have not fallen down yet. After a few seconds, the five people who were in a dizzy state finally woke up completely. Qian Renxue naturally understood Fei Zi's little thoughts, but she didn't care at all. She just said indifferently: "Don't worry, I will give them the opportunity to use the soul skill fusion skill. It will be useless anyway. I can let you recover completely and then defeat you completely." "Being mean is only a trick used by the weak. The truly strong will never bother to do it." Fei Xiaolu covered her head and gritted her teeth as she shouted, "Le Zhengling! Don't be so conceited!" The huge shadow of the holy angel behind Qian Renxue shone with golden light. The sacred golden light column shot straight into the sky, dispersing the original dark clouds. The dazzling sunlight shone on Qian Renxue at the right time, making her look particularly holy. "This is not arrogance, but self-confidence, the self-confidence of a strong person." Her tone was calm, but it made everyone present feel their hearts pounding and excited. That's it! That's what they want to see, this aloofness, this attitude of a strong man! The entire auditorium was silent as if the mute button was pressed. Then, tens of thousands of spectators, even many who had come to cheer for other colleges before the game, could not help but shout out Le Zhengling's name. "Angel!! Angel!!!" "The strongest!! The strongest!! The strongest!!" "This is the Angel Soul Master! This is the real strong one!" "I'm Fei Zi. I'm Miss Le Zhengling's dog!!!" There were countless shouts, celebrations, and exclamations, and one can imagine how excited the audience was. After all, who doesn’t like a beautiful, powerful and proud beauty? "It's actually an angel soul master" Emperor Xue Ye tightly grasped the armrest of the chair, a trace of fear flashed in his eyes. How could she be a commoner spirit master with an angel spirit? She was clearly the angel descendant of the Spirit Hall. Platinum Bishop Salas looked at Qian Renxue's martial soul excitedly. She was indeed the extraordinary princess from that year. Among all the students before, she was like a lion among lambs. But now that he truly saw her arrogance, he knew he was wrong. As a powerful Soul Fighter, Salas believed that he was not a lamb to be slaughtered, but a hyena who took the initiative and even dared to bite a lion.

But the person in front of him was like seeing a noble god with a body that covered the sky and the sun. Even the elusive part was only a small part of the other party. It seemed that he could only kneel down and put away all his arrogance and little thoughts. This was an instinctive intuition. If he had not been worried about disturbing His Highness's pleasure, when that extremely dazzling light that seemed to accommodate everything appeared, he would have been so excited that he trembled and knelt on the ground. "My king, my god" Sarath's old and gloomy eyes stared at the incredible light, and his heart trembled violently along with the golden light. In the past, Sarath, who pursued aesthetics very much, would not allow any filth to pollute the golden glory, so he joined the Spirit Hall, believing that only the elusive Angel God was the most perfect existence. But nine years ago, after seeing that light, Sarath realized that the glory he had been pursuing in the past was completely unknown and difficult to pursue, and only this light was the true beauty. The entire Douluo Continent is a chaotic piece of music, and only this ray of light can harmonize the entire world! Reshape the order of the world! Let it return to its correct form. The one who represents such power and authority is the supreme eight-winged angel who transcends the angel god! This divine light was more beautiful and more perfect than the one he had seen nine years ago. It must be the young god he had met back then! The scene of meeting the young god appeared in Sarath's mind again. In the luxurious temple, a young blonde girl with eight wings sat lazily in the palm of the angel statue, with her hands wrapped around her right leg and the other calf hanging casually. She gently swayed her bare feet, and her deep purple pupils looked down at Sarath, who was kneeling under the statue, with interest. The inhuman feeling filled with a sacred aura made Sarath, who was in the Soul Saint realm at the time, feel inexplicably longing and admiring. This must be a god, right? Only a god could have such a sacred and beautiful posture. [You are an interesting guy.] [I hate boring things, and on the contrary, I like interesting things.] [If something can bring me pleasure, it is valuable in itself. I forgive your rudeness and sin.] The trembling and sense of crisis as if seeing an inhuman god disappeared, and Sarath stood up again tremblingly. Sarath had heard everything that His Highness said. Being defined by others and treated as a plaything, facing the situation where he himself was labeled as a commodity, Saras was not angry at all, but felt extremely happy and honored. Because, to define value, to define the value of a thing, to define the value of a person, no one in this world is qualified to do this, but only the noble being on the statue is qualified! Thinking of the past, Sarath's mouth curled up slightly. I finally see you again, my merciful god. The emcee in the VIP seats couldn't hold back either. This was a famous scene of one against seven. The emcee shouted loudly: “Celebrate! Celebrate for the holy angel who symbolizes divine glory and holds the light! Her name is—Le Zhengling!!!” "At this moment - the holy angel will strike a blow of judgment and defeat all enemies!" Emperor Xue Ye's face turned dark. Damn it, Master of Ceremonies, are you a spy sent by the Spirit Hall? Fei Xiaolu was a girl, and she almost wanted to cry when she saw this scene. Why did everyone start to cheer for Le Zhengling? What about us? Young girls who were not experienced in the world did not know the shame of the strength party. They only respected victory. The atmosphere was so tense that the words "surrender" that I wanted to say were stuck in my throat and I couldn't utter them. It would have been great if Sister Fei Zi had just admitted defeat on behalf of the team at that time. But now, she has been held back by these bloodthirsty spectators. Fei Xiaolu took a deep breath, her eyes full of calmness. "Then let's see what's so magical about the Angel Soul Master." Fei Xiaolu seemed to have given up resistance at this time. Her back suddenly stretched out, and she moved her feet slightly. She had retreated one meter, forming a pentagonal formation with the other four people. As she retreated, the other four people took a step at the same time, and the originally dense pentagon suddenly expanded. The strange thing was that although their formation expanded, the pentagon was not scattered at all. The distance between the five people's steps was exactly the same, and Fei Xiaolu's position was exactly at the end of the formation. It seems that this position is also to protect her as the only control-type soul master. Obviously, this was a formation that had been practiced for many years. Then, the third purple soul rings on the five members of the Purple Star Academy flashed at the same time. Raging flames burned on the bodies of the five people at the same time, forming five huge torrents of flames. The five torrents were entwined and intertwined with each other. The flames of originally different colors now blended perfectly together. Finally, Fei Xiaolu stretched out her hands and placed them in front of the torrents of flames as if warming her hands. At the same time, Fei Xiaolu's fourth soul ring also lit up. This was the only remaining fourth soul ring of the Purple Star Academy team. The other four team members also maintained the same action as her.

With the five people as the center, a dazzling red beam of light rushed into the air and instantly condensed into a huge flaming phoenix. The phoenix was burning with brilliant flames all over its body. The color of the sky changed, and sparks fluttered in the air, but each of those sparks was as hot as magma. It is said to be a soul skill fusion skill, but in fact it is a five-in-one fusion skill, which is a fusion energy-saving skill activated by the coordination of respective soul skills. "The phoenix dances for nine days!" Phoenix Dances in the Sky, also has the same name as a move of the Fire Phoenix Sword that Qian Renxue had learned before, a very beautiful name, but in this beauty, it contains a blazing temperature. The explosive power of the Five-in-One Fusion Skill performed by a Soul Sect above Level 40 and four high-level Three-Ring Soul Venerables is quite powerful. Unfortunately. Strange soul power fluctuations spread from Qian Renxue's left palm. A gilded long sword appeared in her hand, and the long sword suddenly emitted a fiery soul power fluctuation. The sky within a radius of several kilometers instantly turned into a sea of ​​red fire, as if people were in purgatory, and the moisture in the air seemed to have been vaporized. The flames raised by Feng Wu Jiu Tian were all swallowed up in an instant. The Fire Phoenix cried miserably, and then was also engulfed by the terrifying sea of ​​fire in the sky. The five people from Purple Star Academy were all horrified. What a terrifying coverage area. This must be the attack of a Titled Douluo! How could this be a chicken feather? The hair of the spirits turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye. The burning breath penetrated into the bodies of the five spirit masters, and their souls seemed to be burned, and their consciousness became blurred. It seemed that in the next moment, all five of them would turn into ashes. This is exactly one of the soul skills that comes with Qian Renxue's sword-shaped soul ring, Phoenix Flame Domain! She has never used this soul skill since she got it. The ultimate fire alone is enough. This time, she was inspired to use it and give it a try. The current Fire Phoenix Soul Ring has a soul ring age of 800,000 years and is an extremely powerful domain-type soul skill. Ning Fengzhi looked at the sea of ​​fire in the sky in doubt. She had never seen her use this trick in the previous battle with Uncle Jian! This thing is a 100,000-year soul skill, right? The coverage is so wide? A Titled Douluo will die if he fights head-on! Gu Rong quickly spoke up to stop him, "Show mercy!" The entire fighting arena was completely surrounded by the red sea of ​​fire in the sky. The originally excited audience was now screaming in fear, fearing that the flames from the sky would drip down and hurt them. How could watching a match put their lives in danger? Is this how the Tiandou Empire protects the safety of its people? They paid for it! Emperor Xue Ye also had a look of fear on his face. He was a little afraid that he would be wiped out directly by Qian Renxue's soul skill along with the Great Fighting Soul Arena. Qian Renxue actually didn't use her full strength, she just wanted to try out her soul skills. Then she retracted her soul skills as Gu Rong instructed. The five students who were burned unconscious by the flames fell directly on the fighting stage, looking miserable. In the end, Ning Fengzhi took action and used the sixth soul skill of the martial soul Seven Treasures Glazed Tower - Healing Light to cover the bodies of the five people, and after healing them, sent them back to the rest area of ​​Purple Star Academy. "The second pre-qualifying match, Blue Bully Academy won." The host held the microphone and tremblingly announced the result of the game. He looked at Qian Renxue with a complicated look. He almost scared himself silly. If he became the champion with such a powerful attack, no one would dare to say anything, right? And now he felt very insecure sitting here. Di Tian narrowed his golden eyes and saw through the secret at a glance. He muttered to himself, "The domain-type soul skill of the fire attribute is far beyond the age of a soul skill of 100,000 years. This guy, it seems that we can no longer let the auspicious beast plead for her. We must find an opportunity to kill her directly, otherwise in the future war, the soul beast clan will suffer heavy losses." Once this kind of soul skill is used in war, the unleashed destructive power is extremely terrifying. This woman is so terrifying, she must not be allowed to stay! King Barak at the side asked tremblingly: "My dear, can you withstand this kind of attack?" Di Tian nodded coldly, "Of course you can, it's just a domain, just tear it apart." "That's fine, that's fine." The scene just now scared away King Barak's ambition. If the students of the Soul Master Academy were so powerful, how could he dare to rebel? He now suspected that there was collusion between the Tiandou Empire and the Spirit Hall! Originally, the Barak Kingdom was ready to secretly surrender to the Spirit Hall, until the arrival of several peerless masters from Di Tian, ​​which made it give up this idea. The current King Barak naturally wants to create a new empire independent of the Tiandou Empire. Most of the students from all the colleges looked at the graceful platinum-colored figure with fear on their faces. Originally, many students were ready to chat with Qian Renxue. If they couldn't do it, being scolded by the super beautiful girl would be a rare enjoyment! But now, no one dared to come. The gap between the two sides was too big. That kind of god-like power is simply God exercising his authority, right? Qian Renxue retracted her martial spirit and returned to the rest area of ​​Lanba Academy with an indifferent look. When passing through the rest area of ​​the Exotic Beast Academy, her eyes passed over Di Ling'er. There was no trace of emotion in her deep purple eyes. After that, she will add soul rings to her second martial soul, so naturally she will have to bully the stupid auspicious beasts. She has to snatch a few of Di Ling'er's fierce beast elders back as soul spirits. After continuing to add soul rings, her own soul power level will also rise rapidly.

Level 70 and level 90 are the two biggest thresholds in soul master cultivation. Once you cross them, it is no exaggeration to say that the soul master has undergone a complete transformation. Once the soul power breaks through to level 90, even if Qian Renxue does not obtain the ninth soul ring, her overall strength will definitely be able to make a huge leap. But these soul masters are so weak, so boring. Why don't we just go back to the Spirit Hall and play coloring games? Let's take the angel army to attack the Tiandou Empire and the Xingluo Empire. We should encounter powerful enemies that emerge as the times require, right? The girl with long golden hair looked indifferent, but her every move was the focus of the whole world. She seemed to be interpreting the concept of "God" with her actions. Although he was sitting in the rest area at the bottom of the contestants' lounge, his deep purple eyes seemed to be looking down upon all living beings from a high position. No one dared to look directly into the eyes of the 'God'. Few people noticed the fleeting true emotions in the eyes of the "gods", which were indifference, boredom, loneliness, and nothingness. Qian Renxue propped up her flawless chin with her left hand out of boredom, and played with her slightly curly blonde hair with her right hand. She lifted up her white and slender left leg and shook it lightly and casually. Perhaps no one could understand what shocking thoughts this girl, who seemed like the incarnation of a god, was thinking at this moment. Even the members of Lanba Academy sat up straight and respectfully. Liu Erlong, who always had a hot temper, was not so careless anymore and became much quieter. Watching the battle from a distance and being in the attack range of a strong man were two completely different mentalities. The fear of dying and the helpless despair made them dare not easily approach the girl who was like a god. There seemed to be a thick barrier between them, which was the absolute gap between man and God. The blonde girl was well aware of their fear and alienation from them, which was why she was so tolerant of Kuroyuki. After all, apart from Kuroyuki, who had an extremely high starting point, no one else could reach her level. Communication between people must be equal, otherwise, the strong would always dominate the weak. Even if the strong have no intention of dominating, the weak will bow down for their own peace of mind. The strong and the weak cannot be true friends, as that will only lead to a tragedy. Therefore, she never forces so-called friends, but prefers to create an existence similar to that of an old enemy. 'Are you right? Another me?' 'Humph! If you are willing to treat me well, how can I bear to be mean to you? Lululu, now that you are lonely, you know to ask me for comfort. If you speak softly and act coquettishly to me, then I can comfort you. Just say please, I really want you to hug me, how about it? ' "Then you're better off dreaming. I'd be happier if I crushed you." “Ahhhhhh——! You bad woman, just wait for me! I will definitely beat you to death later! Just wait and cry and beg me for mercy!” Emperor Xue Ye on the high platform swallowed his saliva, turned around and asked Gu Rong something. After seeing Gu Rong shook his head solemnly, he immediately stood up and spoke gently and warmly: "Ms. Le Zhengling, that is not your rest area. Your seat should be here." He pushed the seat of the fanatical Sarath away and made another seat in the middle. In full view of the crowd, Emperor Xue Ye added another seat to his VIP seat. 5400, tomorrow is Saturday, I will try to write more, I really appreciate the support of my brothers, love you!   (End of this chapter)