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Ye Guyi's Holy Angel Martial Spirit is indeed very strong.
However, its extreme sacred attribute is only effective when facing evil soul masters or fallen ones. In terms of versatility, it is not as good as the six-winged angel martial spirit of the Spirit Hall.
"Hmph!"
Ye Guyi snorted coldly, and the sixth black soul ring on his body lit up.
"Angel Dance!"
Ye Guyi's wings on his back were completely spread out, and the holy light on his body surged.
The whole person moved across the entire venue at an extreme speed, leaving behind six angel afterimages composed of pure holy light.
"Second soul skill, Holy Spirit Slash!"
The six angel statues raised the angel holy swords in their hands at the same time, and the holy light gathered and slashed towards Ji Juechen's head.
Seven huge golden light blades blocked the entire venue, leaving no way for Ji Juechen to retreat.
"Silence!"
Ji Juechen's eyes suddenly opened, and everyone in the field, even the several Titled Douluo watching the battle, felt a flash in front of their eyes.
Fast!
It's really too fast!
A gray sword energy suddenly swung out from Ji Juechen's hand.
The golden blades quickly faded when they touched the gray sword energy, and then they were split in half.
Even the six angel afterimages transformed by Ye Guyi's sixth soul skill turned into ashes under the gray sword energy.
All this happened in a flash.
Ye Guyi had no time to react, and the gray sword energy had already arrived in front of her.
She subconsciously raised the holy sword in her hand to resist.
"Dang!"
With a crisp sound.
The holy sword in Ye Guyi's hand shattered.
But at this moment of life and death, the gray sword energy actually stopped just an inch away from Ye Guyi's throat.
A strand of golden hair quietly fell from Ye Guyi's temples.
"I lost."
Ye Guyi sighed, and then retracted her martial spirit and spirit ring.
If it were a real fight, she would not be a match for Ji Juechen, the sword maniac.
"Thank you."
The gray sword energy dissipated.
The blood on Ji Juechen's face quickly turned pale, and even his body staggered a little.
His attack method has always been like this.
Do your best to launch your strongest attack, and then you will fall into a weak state.
The Great Fighting Soul Arena was silent, and these spectators seemed to have not figured out the situation.
But they still heard clearly that Ye Guyi had just admitted defeat.
After a moment of silence, the entire fighting arena was instantly boiling!
"Sword Lord, Sword Lord, Sword Lord."
These spectators didn't understand, but this did not affect their cheering for the winner.
"Good seedling, really good seedling."
Sword Douluo's eyes were hot, and his heart was also filled with love for talent.
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect currently has two Titled Douluos, Sword and Bone, as guardians, but what about the next generation?
Neither Sword Douluo nor Bone Douluo has any offspring, nor has he found a disciple suitable for inheritance.
Regarding the future of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, both Ning Fengzhi and the two sect protectors actually have some vague concerns.
Thinking of this, Sword Douluo no longer hesitated, and took Ning Fengzhi through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the box in a flash, and walked towards Ji Juechen in the air.
"I am the Guardian Douluo of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect, the Titled Sword. Boy, are you willing to take me as your master?"
You should know that the fighting arena has not announced the end of the game at this moment, but Chen Xin can't wait to fly to the ring, which shows his urgency at this moment.
The audience in the fighting arena couldn't help but whisper when they heard it.
The Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect is one of the top three sects and the richest sect on the continent.
These people may have seen a Titled Douluo for the first time in their lives. In addition to being excited, they are also envious of Ji Juechen's luck.
"Sword Douluo Chen Xin?"
Ji Juechen looked Chen Xin up and down and suddenly smiled.
"What ability do you have to take me as your disciple?"
Chen Xin choked when he heard this, and the entire fighting arena was in an uproar.
Who is Sword Douluo Chen Xin?
He is one of the top Title Douluo in the world.
I didn't expect that Ji Juechen, a mere six-ringed spirit master, would dare to talk to him like this.
"My innate spirit power is only level three, and I rely on myself to achieve what I have today."
"Your Majesty achieved the title of Douluo with the word sword, but it was just relying on the talent of martial spirit."
"In my opinion, Your Majesty is strong, but he may not go as far as I do in the way of sword."
Ji Juechen said this.
Not only was Chen Xin stunned, but even the entire fighting arena was silent for a moment.
Innate spirit power level three, a six-ringed spirit master in his early twenties.
This is a number that can make people feel a huge gap just by listening to it.
"Your innate spirit power is only level three?"
Ning Fengzhi on the side couldn't help but interrupt.
Ji Juechen glanced at Ning Fengzhi and said nothing.
Ning Fengzhi only felt a little embarrassed, but he couldn't stop being shocked in his heart.
With a congenital soul power of level three, the greatest achievement in the future is probably only a soul master of three or four rings.
But the young man in front of him is only in his twenties, but he already has a six-ring soul power!
Even many soul masters with full innate soul power cannot achieve this kind of talent.
"There are no useless martial souls, only useless soul masters."
Ye Ling's voice rang out in the fighting soul field.
"Although the person who said this is an out-and-out waste, you really deserve it."
Ji Juechen was stunned when he heard this, and then he bowed to the box where Ye Ling's voice came from.
"In this case, I won't say to be my disciple."
Jian Douluo really loves talents in his heart.
"Why don't you follow me to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect to stay for a few days, and we can have a good sword discussion?" Ning Fengzhi was also staring at Ji Juechen.
What he thought in his heart was that as long as he could trick Ji Juechen back to the Seven Treasures Glazed Sect, he would have too many ways to keep him.
"This... well, I actually want to see Sword Douluo's Seven Killing Sword Technique."
Ji Juechen finally nodded after pondering for a moment.
Ning Fengzhi was overjoyed to see this, and immediately looked at Ye Guyi.
But before he could say anything, he heard a cold snort from not far away.
"Ning Fengzhi, you are really greedy."
The figure of Lingyuan Douluo also appeared in the big fighting spirit field, staring at Ning Fengzhi with a pair of phoenix eyes.
"Your Majesty Lingyuan said this, Fengzhi is really a little confused." Ning Fengzhi sighed in his heart, but pretended to be puzzled on his face.
"Hmph! You know exactly what I mean!"
Ling Yuan glared at Ning Fengzhi, unwilling to get entangled with him.
Instead, she turned to look at Ye Guyi, her expression suddenly complicated.
"Miss, I am Ling Yuan Douluo from the Spirit Hall. May I ask what your spirit is?"
Ling Yuan Douluo's attitude was indescribably respectful, which made the audience in the fighting arena stare in amazement.
"What is my spirit? What does it have to do with your Spirit Hall?"
Facing the same Titled Douluo, Ye Guyi's attitude was exactly the same as Ji Juechen's.
"Miss, please excuse me for a moment."
Ling Yuan Douluo's face changed, but his attitude was still very polite.
"Sorry, I'm here to participate in the competition and gain experience. I don't want to have anything to do with your forces."
Ye Guyi still shook his head and refused.