Chapter 275: The God of Destruction Test, the second test, arrogance.

"The third soul skill, ice refraction."

Meng Hongchen gave a sweet shout, and the third soul ring on his body lit up instantly. A circle of faint blue light spread from bottom to top and quickly spread throughout his body.

The terrifying chill seemed to condense into substance, turning into a white cold mist visible to the naked eye, quickly spreading to the surroundings.

On the ground of the competition platform, the originally hard stone slabs made a "click" sound under the attack of cold fog, and in an instant, they condensed into a piece of ice that could be seen.

The gleaming ice crystal ground clearly reflected the figure of Meng Hongchen, but this figure was not the only one.

One, two, three... together with the main body, there are four figures in total, like flowers in the mirror or the moon in the water, it is difficult to distinguish the true from the false.

Meng Hongchen's speed was extremely fast. In the process of running, his body transformed into afterimages, which was dazzling and dizzying.

"So fast..." He Caitou was shocked and couldn't help blurting out.

But at this moment, he was a little dumbfounded.

His soul-guided turret had just begun to enter the second stage of combination, and the heavy metal parts had just begun to bite. Before he could exert force, he saw Meng Hongchen holding a knife, turning into a white lightning, and slashing towards him. come over.

The time was pushed back to two seconds ago, and just as the referee waved his hand suddenly, Meng Hongchen moved.

She tapped the ground with her toes, and her whole body shot out like an arrow, rushing straight towards He Caitou.

While sprinting, the first soul ring behind her suddenly lit up, and a powerful driving force acted on her, causing her speed to increase to an incredible level in an instant.

Driven by the dazzling white light, her acceleration instantly reached 100 meters per second.

You know, the diameter of this competition stage is only a hundred meters!

In other words, in just one second, Meng Hongchen could reach the other party.

When she was about to rush to about ten meters in front of He Caitou, she released her Zhu Jing Ice Toad martial spirit.

With a soft cry of "croak", a cloud of white mist exploded behind her, and a huge white toad appeared, with two scarlet eyes staring at the cabbage head, as if to Swallow him in one gulp.

With the help of that strong propulsion, her body flew into the sky.

She blew gently, and a white mist suddenly spread forward, facing the direction of He Caitou.

The third soul ring had already shone, and the multiple clones confused He Caitou's sight, making it almost impossible for him to tell who the real one was.

At the moment when he was stunned, the white mist had completely enveloped him.

"Fall down." Meng Hongchen waved his hand gently, with a faint smile on his face.

"No, it's poisonous." He Caitou's body went limp and his lips turned purple. He didn't know whether it was from the cold or from poisoning.

With a "pop" sound, He Caitou's somewhat burly body fell to the ground in an instant, and there was no movement.

People from the Sun and Moon Empire were already good at using soul guides, and Meng Hongchen himself was also a seventh-level soul guide.

The speed at which the seventh-level soul guidance thruster burst out in an instant was so powerful. With Meng Hongchen's cultivation and physical fitness, he could just handle a soul guidance thruster of this level and be able to withstand it.

The whole process was so fast that the audience felt that Meng Hongchen was already close to He Caitou in the blink of an eye.

Then Meng Hongchen released a white mist, and then He Caitou suddenly fell to the ground.

"What's going on?"

Not only were the audience dumbfounded, but Zhou Sichen and others at Shrek Academy were also dumbfounded.

With their cultivation level, they couldn't tell what was happening.

I just saw that as soon as Meng Hongchen approached He Caitou, He Caitou fell down.

"It's poison."

"Meng Hongchen's Vermilion-Eyed Ice Toad martial spirit has terrifying toxins. Coupled with her Soul Saint's strength, once she is poisoned by it, those who are stronger than her will be completely unable to withstand it."

Beibei's heart seemed to have hit rock bottom, and the abnormal black color at the corner of He Caitou's lips was clearly a sign of being poisoned by some kind of toxin.

Meng Hongchen, you are so cruel!

"Stop!" Beibei roared angrily, and with a flash of his body, he rushed onto the competition stage like an arrow and stood between Meng Hongchen and He Caitou.

He stared at Meng Hongchen with burning eyes and said word by word:

"On behalf of Shrek Academy, we admit defeat in this game. Now, immediately, detoxify him!"

He pointed at He Caitou, whose face was purple and his breath was dying, and his tone was full of unquestionable majesty.

Meng Hongchen was unmoved at all. She chuckled lightly, with a hint of mockery in her tone:

"Detoxification? Beibei, you are too naive, aren't you? This is a competition, not a house game. How can you detoxify as you say?"

"Then how are you doing?!"

Beibei turned her head sharply, her eyes as sharp as razor blades, and her tone contained overwhelming anger.

Meng Hongchen caressed the hair hanging down on her shoulders, her posture was leisurely and calm, as if she was a queen in control of everything:

"Can't you guess what conditions I have?"

Beibei took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in his heart. He knew that now was not the time to act impulsively. He and Caitou's lives were still in each other's hands.

He asked coldly: "Tell me, what do you want?"

A sly smile appeared on Meng Hongchen's lips, and she said slowly:

"It's very simple. I want you to promise that He Caitou will not make any moves in the next game."

Beibei's heart sank. This was exactly what he was most worried about, and it was also the result he expected.

He Caitou was poisoned, and Shrek Academy lost a powerful fighter. The next game would be more difficult.

But Beibei had no choice. If he didn't agree, He Caitou might be in danger of his life.

This was not an ordinary poison.

This was the innate poison of Meng Hongchen's martial soul, and ordinary soul masters couldn't bear it at all.

Just as Meng Hongchen and Beibei were constantly pulling, Han Yu in the battle viewing area changed his face slightly.

"Boss, what's wrong with you?"

Yuan Gungun was the first to notice Han Yu's abnormality.

As soon as the voice fell, Ning Tian and others also cast their eyes over.

Han Yu took a deep breath and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, you guys watch the game here first, there's something wrong with my cultivation, I need to go back and practice."

"If I don't come out of retreat by then, then you guys go up to play in the game, is that okay?"

Long Aotian nodded and said: "Young Sect Master, don't worry, leave the game to us."

Han Yu nodded, and then his body flashed and disappeared from the spot.

Leaving everyone looking at each other.

"Boss, is he okay?"

In the hotel.

Han Yu said goodbye to everyone and returned to the hotel.

Of course there was nothing wrong with his cultivation, the reason why he said that.

Because the God of Destruction Test suddenly came.

"God of Destruction Test, the second test, arrogance, now open."

The low voice of the God of Destruction sounded in his mind, and then Han Yu felt that his eyes were blurred, and he had disappeared in the hotel.

"Where is this?"

When Han Yu came to his senses, he had completely come to a strange world.

Of course, this world still has the existence of martial spirits.

"Welcome to the Arrogant Space, where your cultivation cannot be used, and everything will start over."

"Your memory will also be sealed for a short time."

"This is a world built on your inner heart. You will have the most powerful talent and the most powerful background in the world. Enjoy this brand new rebirth."

The voice of the God of Destruction disappeared in his mind, and Han Yu had time to look around.

He is now in a room, and the architectural style is very similar to that of Douluo Continent.

But there is no soul guide.

Han Yu walked to a mirror as tall as a person and looked at his appearance.

Then a large amount of information suddenly flooded into his mind.

Han Yu couldn't help but close his eyes and sort out the information in his mind.

This is a world called the Douluo Continent, which is similar to the Douluo Continent, and the cultivation system is also the martial soul.

The family he belongs to is called the Han Family, which is also the most powerful family on the entire continent.

His current name is also Han Yu, and he is the leader of the younger generation.

At the age of only eighteen, he has reached the cultivation of Soul Douluo.

And his martial soul is the top inherited martial soul of the Han family, the Qinghan Sword.

The name of the martial soul is very ordinary, but its quality is very strong.

The Qinghan Sword is different from ordinary weapon martial souls. It not only has the powerful attack ability of weapon martial souls, but also has attributes.

Han, represents ice, the ultimate ice.

Han Yu has the ultimate attribute, but he has the cultivation of Soul Douluo at the age of 18, which is rare in the entire continent.

Although the martial soul of the Han family is powerful, the population is very rare. There are three of Han Yu's generation, including him.

Han Yu, Han Yue, Han Feng.

He is the eldest, Han Yue is his sister, and Han Feng is his brother.

Although they are siblings, they are not born from the same mother.

Han Yu's mother died when he was very young, and so did his sister Han Yue's mother.

And Han Feng's mother was married to Han Yu's father later.

Dong Dong!

"Master, the master wants you to go."

The sudden knock on the door interrupted Han Yu's thoughts.

After sorting out the memories in his heart, Han Yu walked out of the door naturally.

His current memory was sealed, so he naturally regarded himself as Han Yu in this world.

"Father."

Arriving outside the door, Han Yu knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Creaking——!

The door was pushed open, and a middle-aged man appeared in Han Yu's sight.

The middle-aged man, dressed in black, had a stern face, and a strong aura faintly emanated from his body.

He was Han Yu's father, Han Jian.

"You are here, sit down."

Han Jian's originally serious face softened when he saw Han Yu coming.

"Yes, father."

"I don't know why you called me here."

Han Yu sat down on the chair beside him and then asked.

Han Jian sat down next to Han Yu, took a sip of the tea on the table, and said softly:

"You are already eighteen years old this year. Your father has found a marriage for you and has just made an engagement with someone else."

"What?"

"How come I don't know about this?"

Han Yu's face changed slightly. He has been devoted to cultivation for many years, so he can cultivate to the level of Soul Douluo at such a young age.

But his father found a fiancée for him at this time.

For some reason, Han Yu subconsciously resisted this arranged marriage when he heard about it.

Han Jian said slowly:

"Didn't I tell you now?"

"As my son, our Han family has always been small, you have the obligation to expand our family."

Han Yu hurriedly said: "Father, I am naturally responsible for this matter."

"But I haven't even seen her, but you have already arranged the marriage. Such a marriage is not a good thing for me or her, right?"

"After all, we have no feelings, and such an engagement will not have a good result."

Han Jian glanced at Han Yu, who was resisting, and said lightly: "The engagement has been made and there is no possibility of change."

"And the other party is a princess of the royal family. As long as you marry her, there will be two behemoths standing behind you in the future."

"How good is this for you? I don't need to say more, right?"

Han Yu's heart moved. There are two empires in the Douhun Continent.

The South and the North.

The strength of the two empires is almost the same, and both have an Extreme Douluo sitting in.

And the empire where their Han family is located is the South, as for the royal family.

It can be said that the Extreme Douluo of the South is from the Han family.

He is also Han Yu's grandfather, Han Zhentian.

Although the royal family does not have an Extreme Douluo, it has a very large number of soul masters and armies.

"But, even if the person opposite is a princess, I still want to meet her."

"What if it's not suitable?"

Han Yu couldn't help but say, he naturally understood what Han Jian meant, but what if the other party didn't look like what he wanted, wouldn't his second half of life be over?

This is a matter of a lifetime, and it can't be dealt with so simply.

"Want to meet?"

"Okay."

A smile flashed across Han Jian's face, and then he agreed, "Tomorrow, I will go to the palace."

"Then you will meet naturally."

"Okay, you go out."

The South and the North have always been enemies, and both want to defeat each other and unify the continent.

But the strength of both sides is almost the same, so they are deadlocked.

But with the birth of Han Yu, his talent was soon discovered by the royal family.

With Han Yu's training speed, when he trains to become an Extreme Douluo, the future is almost certain.

By that time, the South will have two Extreme Douluos.

With two Extreme Douluos, the Northern Kingdom could not stop the offensive of the Southern Kingdom.