Ye Wuque's voice was not loud, but     it

was clearly transmitted in this world and resounded in the ears of every disciple of the Holy Way of the Heavens in the arena.

At this moment, he stood tall, with divine brilliance lingering on his golden hair, and his silver eyebrows were extremely eye-catching. In his bright eyes, the shadows of the sun and the moon were slowly jumping, which looked very attractive.

Countless eyes looked at Ye Wuque, who was standing alone on the battle stage, as if he was looking at a monster.

And just about a few dozen feet away from Ye Wuque, Zhong Ming fell to the ground, trembling all over, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and bright red bloodstains flowed on the ground of the battle stage next to him.

After hearing Ye Wuque's words, Zhong Ming's eyes showed infinite unwillingness, and it seemed that he wanted to stand up and fight Ye Wuque for three hundred rounds.

But he couldn't do it. The brilliant giant fist that Ye Wuque had just hit seemed to contain all kinds of strange powers, and each power was extremely difficult to deal with, especially one of the breaths that seemed to be able to destroy all life. Now it was madly destroying and ravaging his body. He was in great pain all over his body, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

However, compared with the injuries in his body, what made Zhong Ming feel more ashamed was Ye Wuque, who was looking down at him at the moment!

And the words Ye Wuque just said.

Despair!

Zhong Ming did feel desperate, especially when he faced the brilliant giant fist just now. The last three layers of his Angry Wave Tenth Heaven became three-in-one, and he injected all his strength into it, but it was still completely torn apart and annihilated by the brilliant giant fist with a thunderous force!

It was as if the Angry Wave Tenth Heaven that Zhong Ming was proud of, when it came to Ye Wuque, was just ten pieces of rags that could be torn off at will, without any power that could be hostile to it.

Even in Zhong Ming's heart, even if Thunder God Mencius faced Ye Wuque, he would still be defeated by his strong power like him!

The master of the human list in the early stage of the source soul realm was actually defeated by a cultivator in the early stage of the power soul realm!

If you didn't see this scene with your own eyes, no one would believe it. But even if you see it with your own eyes now, you can still feel a sense of unreality, which makes countless disciples of the holy way of heaven feel absurd

and confused. Until Ye Wuque turned and walked towards the bloody throne, while walking, his long golden hair slowly returned to its original thick black hair, his silver eyebrows turned black again, and the shadows of the sun and the moon in his eyes quietly disappeared.

The arena erupted with earth-shaking cheers, which were exactly the same as Weng Qingyue's before, and even more enthusiastic!

“I… am I seeing things? Ye Wuque… actually… actually defeated Zhong Ming!”

“He’s a top human master in the Source Soul Realm! But he was defeated by Ye Wuque so easily! Is this a fairy tale? I saw it with my own eyes! Is Ye Wuque a monster or a goblin?”

“He fought across a major realm and defeated the strong with the weak! No wonder Ye Wuque has always been full of confidence, no wonder he is so passionate and eager to fight. It turns out that his real fighting power can be compared to the masters of the Source Soul Realm! It's simply a miracle, a goblin!”

“Alas, my vision is too short-sighted. I made mistakes in every judgment about Ye Wuque. He is like a nine-day dragon. You think you see everything, but each time you only see a glimpse and you can never get the whole picture.”

“The limitations of cultivation and realm are like nothing in the eyes of a goblin like Ye Wuque. His fighting power is really too strong, strong enough to break the limit!”

…

Countless disciples in the arena were sighing, but the sigh at this moment was filled with confusion and bitterness.

As for Ye Wuque, these disciples suddenly understood. It turned out that from the beginning, they had never seen through this new disciple who had just joined the Holy Way of the Heavens. No matter how they overestimated him or how they inferred him, they could never see through him. Never!

"Ye Wuque! Ye Wuque! Ye Wuque!"

I don't know who took the lead, and Ye Wuque's name began to echo in this world. Even those disciples of the Holy Way of the Heavens who were originally sitting on the stone seats stood up one by one and shouted the three words Ye Wuque!

This time, not only was there infinite enthusiasm, but also a trace of awe and admiration!

Ye Wuque laid the foundation for all this with his brilliant record. He conquered everyone present with his strength.

So far, Ye Wuque's challenge was successful, defeating Zhong Ming, the 42nd master of the Source Soul Realm on the Human List, and entering the top 50 like Weng Qingyue and Yu Jiaoxue!

On the bloody throne, Ye Wuque slowly walked towards the sixth row.

When he passed the first five rows, the masters in the last fifty of the list all looked at him. There was no more disdain or jealousy in their eyes, only shock, envy, and awe.

Yu Jiaoxue, who was sitting on the first independent throne on the left side of the sixth row, seemed to have sensed something at this moment. She slowly opened her eyes and saw Ye Wuque coming towards her.

The young man had a slender figure, black hair draped over his shoulders, and a sharp edge flashed on his fair and handsome face. His bright eyes seemed to be the endless starry sky, with a hint of depth and mystery.

The three words "Ye Wuque" that kept resounding from all directions seemed to add infinite glory to him, making him look like a peerless god of war stepping out of the boundless starry sky!

The bright eyes and the cold eyes met, and Ye Wuque was slightly stunned, then nodded in greeting, revealing a hint of a smile.

This smile was as gentle as jade, and the sharpness on his face just now seemed to be covered up. At this moment, Ye Wuque looked more like a handsome young man in the secular world, handsome and full of strange charm.

Seeing this, Yu Jiaoxue's cold eyes flashed with a wave. She hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded to Ye Wuque as a greeting.

Immediately, Ye Wuque came to the 42nd independent throne and sat on it.

Boom!

In an instant, a rich and extremely pure heaven and earth energy gushed out from the throne on his body, and its purity was several times stronger than that of the fifth row!

"Hiss! Such a pure energy! Oh, by the way, except for me, the rest of the people sitting on the sixth row are all cultivators in the source soul realm. Their demand for energy is naturally far greater than that of the power soul realm cultivators. The energy provided by the independent throne is naturally several times stronger."

Ye Wuque suddenly realized and immediately understood.

At this moment, the voices shouting "Ye Wuque" from all directions slowly faded away, because the next challenger had already appeared on the stage, appearing on the stage as if teleporting.

It was Fang He, who was currently ranked 51st!

On the huge battlefield, Fang He was alone, his eyes swept towards the sixth row of the blood-colored throne, looking at Yu Jiaoxue, Ye Wuque, and Weng Qingyue sitting on it, a touch of heat emerged from the depths of his eyes!

"I didn't expect that I would be the last one, and the three of them are one step ahead. Oh, it's really a bit helpless..."

With a flash of his eyes, Fang He's leisurely face showed a smile, and then his eyes moved away from Yu Jiaoxue and the other two, looking at the independent throne next to Ye Wuque's right.

"I challenge... the 43rd!"

Fang He's voice rushed out, with a trace of heat that he had not had in the past, as if he had become a little different at this moment.

On the blood-colored throne, Ye Wuque felt the fluctuations of the source soul realm that exploded from the right, and looked at Fang He on the battlefield, his eyes flashed, filled with a hint of expectation.

Before this, the space barrier created by Fang He forced Sheng Tian to admit defeat, so now that he is about to face the master of the human list of the source soul realm, what kind of strength will Fang He burst out?

In addition to the space barrier, does Fang He have any more powerful means?

Ye Wuque was quite interested in all of this.

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