Chapter 12763 Pseudo Martial Soul Realm

Chapter 12763 Pseudo Martial Soul Realm
On the life and death stage, the atmosphere was tense and solemn. Ling Xiao stood on the stage with a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

He gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his sleeve, his movements graceful and calm, as if the injury was just a trivial matter to him.

He raised his head, an unyielding light flashing in his eyes, and looked at his opponent opposite him - Ou Luan with a smile.

"Not bad, this attack is really powerful!" Ling Xiao's voice was weak, but full of determination and confidence. His words revealed his recognition of Ou Luan's strength, and also showed his indomitable fighting spirit.

"This kid is so arrogant even though he's injured. Does he really think he has it all figured out?"

The Second Dean looked at Ling Xiao from the side, frowning, somewhat unhappy. He couldn't stand Ling Xiao's arrogance, thinking that he was too arrogant and didn't take his opponent seriously.

But Ling Xiao didn't care. He knew his own strength very well and was aware of the importance of this battle.

The audience's hearts were in their throats. Wang Xuan, Huanbi and others were so nervous that their palms were sweating.

When they saw Ling Xiao injured, they couldn't help but sweat for him. In this situation, it was obvious that Ou Luan was stronger, and whether Ling Xiao could hold out in this battle became their biggest concern.

"Don't be nervous!" Huanbi took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She looked at Ling Xiao on the stage with a determined light in her eyes.

She knew that Ling Xiao was a very tenacious person who would never give up easily. As long as he was still standing on the stage and still smiling at his opponent, it meant that he still had the ability to continue fighting.

"Aren't you people's confidence in Ling Xiao too blind?" Wang Xuan frowned and looked at Huanbi and others in confusion. Their eyes flashed with firm trust in Ling Xiao, which made him feel very confused.

She is well aware of the difficulty of the path of cultivation, and that the improvement of one's realm requires one step at a time, which requires countless efforts and sweat.

"But Ling Xiao is currently only at the seventh level of the Unresting Realm. Even though his realm has improved significantly, compared to Ou Luan who is at the eighth level of the Primordial Realm, he still seems a little powerless."

Wang Xuan tried to explain it with her own logic, but her voice revealed her doubts about Ling Xiao's ability.

She couldn't understand why Huanbi and the others had such confidence in Ling Xiao. She was especially surprised when she turned her gaze to the stage.

Ling Xiao had just been injured, but at this moment he looked relaxed, as if the injury just now was just a trivial matter to him.

Although there was a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth, his eyes flashed with an unyielding light, as if saying: "This is just a minor injury, not worth mentioning."

Wang Xuan couldn't help but start to doubt, is Ou Luan really so unworthy of mention in Ling Xiao's eyes? He is a powerful man of the eighth level of the Primordial Realm, with unfathomable strength. But Ling Xiao didn't seem to take him seriously at all.

At the same time, Ou Luan's brows knitted together, and his face was gloomy, like the calm before the storm.

The attack he just made was enough to seriously injure any warrior of the same realm, and even masters of the Unresting Realm would find it difficult to resist. However, Ling Xiao only had a little blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, as if the attack was just a tickle to him.

Ou Luan began to be alert. He had seen countless geniuses, many of whom he looked up to.

But all those geniuses were powerful and brilliant. But Ling Xiao was different.

His realm was obviously not high, but his strength was so terrifying, as if unfathomable. This unknown feeling made him feel very uneasy. He began to re-examine this opponent, and a trace of fear arose in his heart.

"Ou Luan, if your strength only stops here, then I, Ling Xiao, am really disappointed. As the fifth in the upper house of Tianxia Association, your performance is too mediocre, isn't it?"

There was a hint of contempt and provocation in Ling Xiao's tone, but his eyes were firm and deep.

Ling Xiao never doubted himself. He knew very well that he possessed the Dominant Martial Soul, a rare talent in the entire Xuan Realm.

This talent endowed him with immense potential and possibilities, making him the luckiest and most outstanding genius in the entire Xuan world, no doubt about it!

No matter where he goes, no matter what challenges he faces, he can handle them easily with his talent and strength.

After several reincarnations, Ling Xiao's martial arts experience and skills have reached an unimaginable height.

He has experienced life and death tests, and witnessed the rise and fall of countless warriors. These experiences not only enriched his martial arts experience, but also tempered his will and perseverance, making him more resilient and powerful.

Ling Xiao did not deny that in this mysterious world, some geniuses were indeed much stronger than him at a certain stage. But among these people, Ou Luan was definitely not included. Although Ou Luan was also a powerful warrior, Ling Xiao was confident that he could defeat him in a fight.

Ou Luan was indeed very strong, his cultivation and strength had reached a remarkable height. However, in Ling Xiao's opinion, Ou Luan's strength had not yet reached a level that he could not cope with.

He believed that as long as he exerted all his strength and wisdom, he would be able to defeat this opponent.

At this moment, Ling Xiao stood on the stage, his eyes were like torches, his momentum was like a rainbow. The injury did not affect his body at all.

"As you wish!" Ou Luan's voice was deep and firm, echoing on the life and death stage. He was silent for a moment, as if he was brewing some powerful force. Finally, he slowly opened his hands, as if to embrace the whole sky.

As his hands opened, a terrifying aura began to rise from his body, like a sign before a volcanic eruption.

This aura spread quickly, sweeping across the entire life and death stage, causing the surrounding air to tremble. Ou Luan's body began to emit a blazing light, and he was like a blazing sun, shining brightly in the darkness.

The light became more and more dazzling, and the burning aura became stronger and stronger. This kind of heat was almost impossible to look directly at, and even the warriors standing far away could feel the strong sense of oppression.

They knew that Ou Luan's aura had reached the extreme that it could reach at this stage.

"The peak of the Primordial Realm!" The knowledgeable person exclaimed in a low voice. This realm is rare in the entire Tianxia Association. The warriors who can cultivate to this level are all gifted and powerful.

But what was even more shocking was that Ou Luan's aura was still rising and had actually reached the Wuhun realm!

Even though it was only at the pseudo martial spirit level, it was already terrifying.

The Pseudo Martial Soul Realm is a completely new realm beyond the Primordial Realm. The strength of warriors in this realm is almost comparable to that of real Martial Soul Realm warriors. Except for the lack of Martial Soul, the rest is almost the same as that of Martial Soul Realm warriors.