"Yes, the young master is truly remarkable, it's just a pity he was poisoned... But I heard that the poison has been cured, but I wonder if he can regain his former glory."

"I heard that Zhou Ren is at the peak of the Spirit Saint realm, while this Ouyang Chen is only at the mid-stage of the Spirit Saint realm, tsk tsk tsk..."

Don't underestimate the difference of just one level; in the path of cultivation, a slight difference can lead to a huge disparity!

Even a small difference in level is enough to make someone get completely crushed.

Ouyang Chen didn't expect to draw Zhou Ren.

Listening to the sounds around him, he clenched his fists.

"You're not too scared to move, are you? Hahaha! If you kneel down and kowtow to me twice right now, I'll allow you to admit defeat! After all, Wentian Academy... isn't a place anyone can get into;"

"Hahaha!"

“Who said I would lose?” Ouyang Chen raised his head and looked coldly at Zhou Ren.

His eyes were filled with a fearless determination to die; he had to win!

However, before he could react, Zhou Ren had already attacked, unexpectedly grabbing Ouyang Chen's arm.

Ouyang Chen felt a sharp pain in his arm, and then he was lifted into the air.

"left."

Just then, a clear, cold voice rang out.

Ouyang Chen quickly dodged, avoiding Zhou Ren's fatal blow.

If that kick had landed... he would have been crippled!

However, Zhou Ren had no intention of letting him off so easily;

"Attack his abdomen; his abdomen is his weak point."

Ouyang Chen looked at Zhou Ren, who was approaching again, and turned around halfway.

The hand reached for Zhou Ren's shoulder, and Zhou Ren instinctively raised his hand to block.

But then—a sharp pain shot through my abdomen.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound rang out, and Zhou Ren flew out in an arc.

He barely managed to stay upright and avoid being kicked off the fighting platform until he reached its edge.

...

This happened so fast that before anyone could react, Zhou Ren was severely injured and staggered to his feet.

But his unsteady gait also showed that he was seriously injured.

Zhou Ren's face was extremely grim.

"court death!"

Therefore, Zhou Ren summoned his beast soul.

That was a snow wolf, a Xuan-rank magical beast—

This is equivalent to the cultivation level of a Spirit Saint.

In other words, Ouyang Chen now needs to deal with two Spirit Saints.

"The snow wolf's weakness is on its right flank, which is where its core is located."

The light, airy voice came again.

From Zhou Ren's perspective, his beast soul lunged at Ouyang Chen.

He seemed to see Ouyang Chen being torn to pieces, and he burst into laughter, "Ouyang Chen, just wait to be torn to pieces!"

According to the rules of the competition, even if one side dies in the ring, no one can be held responsible.

Ouyang Chen was nearly thrown off the fighting platform by the snow wolf's attack, but luckily he grabbed the railing, spun around, and used the momentum to return to the platform.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Ouyang Chen is doomed this time."

“Ouyang Chen is not a Beast Soul Master, tsk tsk tsk, the power difference is too great.”

The size of beastmen is inherently a fighting force, and when combined with the combat power of a Xuan-rank beast soul—

Ouyang Chen, a mere Spirit Saint, is no match for him.

Ouyang Chen was chased all over the arena by the Snow Wolf Beast Soul, his buttocks were bumped against him, and he almost flew into the sky.

Damn it!

"Now, grab its ears."

Ouyang Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the fear in his heart, and suddenly spun around.

Snow Wolf was also stunned. This human dared to confront him head-on?

Taking advantage of those two seconds of Zheng's stunned silence—bang!

Ouyang Chen formed his five fingers into claws and reached for the snow wolf's core.

His palm was imbued with spiritual power; success or failure hinged on this moment.

The snow wolf bit down hard on his shoulder, and at the same time, he felt a sharp pain in his body.

Ah! Zhou Ren let out a scream like a pig being slaughtered, as the snow wolf suddenly crashed into him.

The soul bond between Snow Wolf and Zhou Ren was broken by the shock.

"puff!"

Zhou Ren suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Ouyang Chen, what did you do to my soul beast!"

Zhou Ren lay on the ground, his first reaction filled with extreme fear as he checked his soul sea.

It was empty, and there was a huge scar.

The mark of the soul beast was uprooted.

That's it, he has no more spirit beasts!

"I...I didn't do anything."

Ouyang Chen tried to shrug, but the movement aggravated the wound on his shoulder, causing him to wince in pain.

"Oh, you lost, you lost!" Ouyang Chen was so happy that he forgot about the injury on his shoulder, even though his face was covered in blood.

But I was incredibly happy.

"ah!"

Zhou Ren roared furiously and charged at Ouyang Chen, but was stopped by the elder.

He threw down the dueling platform.

"Ouyang Chen wins!"

The audience.

Ouyang Chen saw that crimson figure.

She ran over quickly, wiped the things in her arms clean, and quietly handed them to Liuyue.

"What is that?"

Liu Yue frowned. Although Ouyang Chen wiped it off, it still couldn't hide the blood.

Ouyang Chen lowered his voice: "A beast core."

Liu Yue's lips twitched, and she suddenly understood why Zhou Ren's soul beast was enduring excruciating pain to sever its connection with Zhou Ren.

It turns out that the beast cores had all been removed.

"I thought you only hurt it." Liu Yue gave Ouyang Chen a thumbs up, more decisive than she had imagined.

"Here, I'll give it to you."

Ouyang Chen wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve. "Hehe, thank you for earlier."

"You're welcome." Liu Yue accepted the beast core without hesitation.

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