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After dozens of breaths, Ou Chuyang's soul power was almost exhausted. If he really exhausted his soul power, then Ou Chuyang would lose the ability to control his true essence. At that time, he would definitely lose.

"It seems like I have to stop here." Ou Chuyang felt it was a bit of a pity. He had wanted to hold on for a longer time and gain more insights. However, it now seems that he can only end this showdown of soul power, and end Bi Tinghua with his heavy abyss soft spear and end the game.

When he was considering withdrawing the remnants of his exhausted soul power, suddenly, an unparalleled pure and energetic soul energy emerged from Ou Chuyang's spiritual sea, which made his soul extremely excited!

Hum? What is this?'

This pure soul power suddenly swelled from the depths of his spiritual sea. It was as if it was buried there, waiting for the opportunity to be discovered.

"This is probably...I remember!"

"This is the soul power I absorbed from the hungry ghosts in the Wizard's Pagoda!"

Ou Chuyang suddenly realized what was going on. When he entered the life-and-death smelting test of the Wizard Pagoda, he passed all seven tests at once! In the second "Hungry Ghost" trial, Ou Chuyang used thunder to kill many "Hungry Ghosts" and killed a huge beauty who was once the "King of Hungry Ghosts". These lingering souls have been transformed into a pure spiritual power, nourishing Ou Chuyang's soul.

However, due to too much soul power, Ou Chuyang's cultivation was limited, so he could only absorb some of it at most. The rest was preserved in his body.

The excess blood vitality absorbed from the Blood Demon was temporarily stored in his body.

Today, by this lucky coincidence, the pure soul power was unexpectedly awakened, constantly injecting itself into his spiritual sea and nourishing his soul.

Of course, it is impossible to take everything away immediately in one breath. This is a very long process. However, once this pure soul power is released, it will not stop. It can be said that in the long future, even if Ou Chuyang eats or sleeps, his soul will continue to strengthen itself!

“What a surprise!”

Lin Ming blushed with excitement after accidentally associated with the pure soul power buried under his spiritual sea. Now that he had Bi Tinghua's "help" to absorb this, he was unwilling to give up this opportunity. With the support of the pure soul power, Ou Chuyang's soul attack became more and more barbaric.

"This... how is it possible? He still has the power to conduct another round of attacks!??"

Bi Tinghua thought he was crazy. Ou Chuyang's soul consumption speed was three times that of his soul consumption speed, but he continued until now and actually had the power to launch a new round of attacks. But for him, he had been pushed to the limit and was completely at a loss!

"Impossible! This is impossible! Even Huan Xiaodie is not that abnormal!"

Huan Xiaodie is a direct believer of the Phantom Sect. Among the seven deep valleys, most of the disciples of the Phantom Sect and the Guser Sect are girls. In terms of strength, Huan Xiaodie far surpasses Bi Tinghua.

"He must have reached his limit. This must be his last effort before he completely collapses!"

Bi Tinghua is very confident about this. Ou Chuyang must have reached his limit of ability. Now, with this new unexpected and even more violent attack, this must be a side effect of some of the secret skills he used on himself.

Most martial artists who specialize in soul power techniques know some secret skills that they can use to ensure their survival at critical moments.

For example, there are many secret techniques that use some form of self-hypnosis to stimulate the full potential of the soul. However, human souls are very fragile. Once injured, they are difficult to heal. Therefore, this secret skill often has extreme side effects.

Of course, the Phantom Sect in the Abyss of the Seven Valleys has its own secret skills. Relatively speaking, the side effects of these secret skills are much lighter.

"Hmph! You're not the only one with a secret skill. You think I'm afraid to do it just because I use it!?"

Bi Tinghua's eyes were irritated by the red. He was furious and almost vomited blood. This was originally a simple friendly martial arts competition, but his opponent used a secret technique without considering his health. However, he had already spoken a lot of trash before this game. If he lost now, he would definitely be the laughing stock in the seven deep valleys!

Shh!

Not only that, there are only three positions in the first floor. Fang Qi is really a natural freak. Bi Tinghua has to admit that he is definitely not his opponent. As for Jing Danyu, he is not completely confident in defeating her. If he loses to Ou Chuyang now, then he will be in a truly unstable position.

If one of Mirage Faction's top three disciples cannot enter the first level, then he will no longer have the shame to look at anyone.

Thinking of this, Bi Tinghua gritted his teeth.

"This father will fight you!"

Blood donation soul method! "My seven deep valleys of soul agility method must be less than your backlash! We will see who can last longer!"

Bi Tinghua is also ready to make any necessary sacrifices. This is a battle he cannot afford to fail.

Once his soul is damaged, the worst thing is that he will have to spend months recovering in bed. He can spend some sect points and use his connections to get a few bottles of the best soul recovery medicine, and he will be back soon.

However, if he loses this game, he will not only lose all his face, but his spirit will be so depressed that it will have a negative impact on all his future cultivation.

In this way, the battle between Ou Chuyang and Bi Tinghua suddenly became extremely painful and intense. Ou Chuyang's intention to reincarnate martial arts was like an endless tide. Bi Tinghua's monsters and ghosts were born endlessly from their remains even if they were crushed!

"I defend, attack, and consume three times the soul power I have. Coupled with the side effects of the secret soul skills you are using, I don't believe your soul is made of iron! Let's see how many lives you're going to deal with!"

Bi Tinghua believes that Ou Chuyang is using some taboo soul technique, and the side effects of this technique are definitely more dangerous than what he uses. After all, Ou Chuyang is just a small countryside mixed martial artist, and he cannot receive sufficient or decent training to understand the consequences of soul damage. If he cannot take medicine in the future, his cultivation will even decline!

Thinking of this, Bi Tinghua suddenly felt ecstatic. He was initially frustrated after being forced to use the "Blood Donation Soul Spiritual Movement Method", but now he finally saw the dawn at the end of the tunnel.

Now, it doesn't matter how miserable he is. What's more important is how painful his opponent will be!

If one faces death alone, then he will feel extremely terrifying. However, if one faces the end of the world together, then there is nothing to worry about.

At this time, Bi Tinghua's expression changed. In the dream world, the huge black vortex that caused his headache suddenly disappeared. Instead, it was a large pile of hungry ghosts, thin bones spread everywhere. These hungry ghosts twisted their limbs, as if they were already thin, and their heads were extremely large. Their mouths twisted to the side, and their sharp teeth shone in the dark. Their bright red tongues drooped, constantly leaking saliva.

"Can this person really figure out the concept of using illusion attacks?" Bi Tinghua's face darkened. Until now, Ou Chuyang was just attacking with a huge black vortex. But now he summoned a group of hungry ghosts. He believed that these hungry ghosts originated from Ou Chuyang's imagination.

"King Asura!"

After Bi Tinghua used the "Blood Donation Soul Method", Bi Tinghua's soul power was enhanced. He was able to directly summon the Asura King, who is usually difficult to call him!

Bang!

King Asura smashed piles of hungry ghosts. The hungry ghost threw himself on King Asura and bit his body frantically. Then, Bi Tinghua's face became very ugly. King Asura managed to resist for a while, and then slowly was chewed open...

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After the first half hour, another 25 minutes passed!!!

The two are still standing on the stage, and the winner is not yet decided!

At this point, the Phantomists who are watching are starting to feel anxious and suspicious. If the game has reached this point, it can only mean that their soul battle is extremely dangerous!

It only takes a few days to heal. Things like fractures can take several months. However, if the soul is damaged, it can take years or even a lifetime to recover.

Even with the support of top-notch pills and medications, it will take several months to recover.

The two have been on the stage for nearly an hour, but there is no winner yet. Have they both gone all out?

"Brother Bi may have used the Blood Donation Soul Spirit Method; if you look into his eyes, you will find that they are completely congested. He has reached his absolute limit! If he continues, his soul may be greatly damaged!

"Let's wait for another candle. If the game is still not resolved, we will ask the referee to end it. Even the draw is OK. But I don't think Boy Lin will endure the incense of time anymore. It can be seen from his red face that something is wrong with him."

"Well. I felt his soul power suddenly surged not long ago. He must have used some secret soul skill to strengthen himself, and his power was far more than the "Law of Agility of Blood Donation Souls". Generally speaking, the more effective a secret skill is, the greater its counterattack will be."

Ou Chuyang inspires the pure soul power buried under the sea of ​​his spirit, which accelerates the flow of blood in his body, so his face turns bright red. For disciples of the Phantom Sect, it is like the fatal redness that occurs after using soul-enhancing secret skills.

"Half of the incense has passed, how can Ou Chuyang still stick to it?" The disciple of the Phantom Sect commented as he frowned.

"What happened..."

The disciples of the Phantom Sect felt a little suspicious. Ou Chuyang could only last too long. Moreover, his soul power suddenly improved greatly. Apart from improving the secret skills of the soul, there was no other explanation for what might happen. Is there a secret technique that somehow does not have any negative side effects?

This is absolutely impossible.

He immediately rejected this incredible idea. If there were indeed such a secret skill, would the martial artist's soul power be omnipotent?

At this moment, a girl standing next to him pointed her trembling finger at the stage. She whispered: "Brother Bi, Senior Apprentice... His nose is bleeding..."

"Um?"

The disciple turned around and found two streams of blood flowing down from Bi Tinghua's nose, leaking out of his mouth, and dripping his chin.

"This is not good!"

"Stop the game! Another man is a lunatic!"

At this moment, Bi Tinghua's body trembled, and then his face sank to the ground...

"Ou Chuyang, victory!"

With the referee's announcement, most of the audience's reaction was cold. This stupid little fool's game was finally over. From beginning to end, the two of them stood on the stage and stared at each other for nearly an hour! What else is more boring than this game?

Several disciples of the Phantom Sect rushed to the stage. Bi Tinghua's face was pale, his eyes were congested, and his nose was bleeding. He had already lost consciousness.

"Let him take it away."

The 20-year-old female disciple waved her hand and ordered everyone. She only felt unpleasant to people like Bi Tinghua, but for better or worse, he was still one of the three core disciples of the younger generation of the Phantom School.

She looked at Ou Chuyang deeply, trying to find out the consequences he suffered by using the secret soul skills. However, she got nothing and felt disappointed.

She didn't believe that there was a secret soul technology without any side effects. In that case, there was only one possible explanation, that is, Ou Chu** had extremely powerful soul power. He had to be prepared to become a weak soul user and then induce Bi Tinghua to engage in a war of attrition with him.

The woman's voice was cold, and she said, "You could have won a long time ago, but did you still deliberately lead Bi Tinghua to fight you like this?"

Ou Chuyang kept walking off the stage, but when he heard the woman's question, he stopped and glanced back. He did not deny anything. After all, it was impossible for him to clearly explain the pure soul power sleeping deep in the bottom of his spiritual sea.

He pointed to Bi Tinghua who was lying on the ground and said, "Believe in everything you want, but if I were lying on the ground now, I believe your beginner brother would be happy to see me. In a miserable state I didn't even use my full strength to deal with him, but he became like this. Has he used some kind of forbidden secret skill? It was just a friendly martial arts contest, and there was no need to deal with secret skills with side effects to deal with me. Does he have that much hatred for me?"

The woman was shocked and speechless. She couldn't find any refutation of Ou Chuyang's words.

"I didn't force him to use any secret skills, it was him deceiving himself, but in fact you were blaming me for hurting him. Is this your logical reasoning for the seven Deep Valley Phantoms? Can you only bully others? Others can't resist?"

The woman gritted her teeth and said, "You obviously have ulterior motives to lure Bi Tinghua into this state! Your cunning words and arguments are meaningless here. After entering the finals, you will encounter Hua Xiaodie, the direct disciple of the Phantom camp. By then, I hope you can fight like a man and not give up immediately!"

"Of course, you don't have to worry." Ou Chuyang ended his verdict and turned around and left the stage.
Chapter completed!