The milky white fire waves were like flowers flying in the wind, blooming with enchanting beauty and sweeping towards Nalan Bingyue. In the entire stands, most people focused on this battle, and their hearts were raised to their throats with the flying flames, looking at them without blinking.

Most people think that Nalan Bingyue is powerless to turn the world, because the power of Mu Yan's soul-torn martial arts is no less than the full-strength attack of the higher-level Soul Eye. It can be said that Mu Yan, the number one master in the low-level academy of Aoki Academy, is not a false reputation.

Yang Ye's eyes were also concentrated on the arena. The huge mirage illusion showed every detail in the arena. Yang Ye could even see Nalan Bingyue's naturally cold face. There was no panic on that face, but it was so calm that people couldn't help but wonder if she had any killer moves.

Just as Yang Ye thought about this, the next moment, he saw Nalan Bingyue in the arena move. A cold soul power penetrated his body and injected into the ice ring that was constantly being squeezed and even began to shatter. With the injection of this soul power, the collapse of the ice ring temporarily stopped, but facing the milky white flames rushing from all directions, it made a sound of zra, and a puff of mist rose up and evaporated in an instant.

"The trapped beast is still fighting, overestimating one's own abilities!" Mu Yan sneered and looked at Nalan Bingyue, who was still resisting for the last time, muttered sarcastically, but his jade wrist flipped, and the flames around him became even more crazy, as if he was about to swallow Nalan Bingyue in one go.

Nalan Bingyue raised her head suddenly, and her cold eyes shot out a ray of light. She put her hands together and placed them in front of her chest. A whirlwind rose from her feet. The next second, the whirlwind accelerated, forming a hurricane tornado, covering it. In the gap of the wind, a squirt of ice could be vaguely seen.

The hurricane came and went quickly. In just a blink of an eye, before people could come to their senses, they saw a shadow shining like ice crystals leaping out from the dispersed hurricane, like an elves in the forest, leaping up lightly and gracefully.

The huge mirage illusion projected the image of this elf in front of the guests in the stands around without any discount. Yang Ye couldn't help but gasp and made a hissing sound, his eyes widened a little.

Xiao Ya, who was beside Yang Ye, opened her mouth with big cherry eyes wide open, covered her mouth with her hands, and exclaimed: "Soul Armed, Oh my God, Sister Bingyue broke through the bottleneck of the soul master and reached the Soul Venerable level!"

That's right, soul arming! As the most prominent feature of being promoted to Soul Captain, soul arming is clear at a glance. Similarly, soul arming possesses soul arming, which also brings unparalleled power to soul-cultivating warriors.

Nalan Bingyue in the arena has changed a lot. The snow-white armor has been covered with a layer of ice crystals. Under the light of sunlight and flames, it reflects colorful light, which is dazzling. The ice crystals are like feathers and scales, covering every corner of the armor. Behind it, a pair of ice feather wings are formed.

The wings of the ice feather are like a protection, blocking Nalan Bingyue's body, and rushing out with her leaping, and colliding with the milky white flame petals. Mu Yan's flame is one of the four most terrifying flames, the blazing open flame. Once this flame is stained, it will be like a maggot in the tarsal bone and cannot be extinguished. It can be said that this flame is the most inconvenient to touch.

The ice feather wings hit the flames and were immediately attached to the flames, ignited, and spread around. Looking at the illusion, Nalan Bingyue was like a moth to the flames, and her whole body was immediately swallowed by milky white flames.

But just as his heart stagnated, Nalan Bingyue rushed out of the surrounding waves of fire like a cannonball, and the ice feathers guarding Nalan Bingyue's body were also rushing out, leaving Nalan Bingyue's body, although the wings of these ice feathers were burning like rags.

Mu Yan's fire waves were forcibly broken, and Nalan Bingyue did not stay for a moment. Although she broke out of the most dangerous encirclement, it did not mean that she was out of danger. Large areas of flames were left behind, but as long as Mu Yan came to his senses, these flames would sweep over again under control.

Taking advantage of this space, a wind blew up at Nalan Bingyue's feet, and a strong wind blew over her legs, just like those skaters, and like graceful swans. On the arena, it danced lightly like the wind, avoiding the few flames around and pounced towards Mu Yan in the field.

"Don't think about it!"

Mu Yan's eyes were about to break. She obviously did not expect that when the thousand troops were launched, the other party could turn the tables. What she couldn't accept was that the other party had actually broken through the realm of the soul master and reached the level of the soul lieutenant. Although she was only a line away from the soul lieutenant, she still had not stepped through that threshold. How could this make her the first person in the low-level academy feel?

A fire soul power burst out from Mu Yan's body, like a gushing volcano erupting. The fire clouds surrounding him covered a radius of three meters. The snake whip in his hand was like a red flame poisonous snake, attacking Nalan Bingyue at an extremely tricky angle.

Nalan Bingyue was like a dancing butterfly, with a very light figure avoiding the snake whip with a burning flame, allowing the snake whip to slap the ground beside him, splashing large pieces of flames, while Nalan Bingyue, who was quickly approaching Mu Yan, changed his hand again.

An extremely cold air burst out from his arms, forming an icicle. A hurricane surrounded the icicle and suddenly a cold and cold ice crystal feather sword showed ferociousness. With the appearance of this soul warrior, the soul weapon on Nalan Bingyue also faded away quickly.

"Tsk, it's a soul weapon. Sister Bingyue is worthy of being my idol. She is so handsome!" Xiao Ya's eyes were almost staring. Obviously, not everyone could do Nalan Bingyue's actions.

Yang Ye also sighed when he looked at Nalan Bingyue in the arena. His fiancée is very powerful. The thirteen-year-old soul lieutenant has made most people look up to him, and his future is even more limitless. But in addition to being amazingly talented, her understanding is also not low. Everything she shows is perfectly jealous of God.

A soul-cultivating warrior has to experience several times in his life. The first one is the spiritual ritual. Yang Ye completed the spiritual ritual at the age of six, breaking the records on the mainland, so he became famous and well-known. It can be said that the spiritual ritual is the entry-level ritual for becoming a soul-cultivating warrior, and is the starting point for soul-cultivating.

Above the spirit disciple is a soul guru, above the soul guru, and behind the soul guru is a soul guru, and there is a second threshold between the soul guru and the soul guru. Below the soul guru, you can only be considered a newcomer, have some understanding of soul cultivation, and have the ability to control the glory patterns of soul beasts. Just like a primary school student, what you learn is the foundation and the process of laying the foundation.

At the beginning, the Soul Quest became a true soul warrior. He had powerful soul martial arts, his own unique soul weapons, and his powerful combat power. A Soul Quest could face ten soul masters without fear because there was a natural gap between the two, and the gap was huge.

"Blizzard Thousand Ice Feathers!"

Just as Yang Ye was moving his mind and sighing for a lot of emotion, Nalan Bingyue activated his soul martial arts to Mu Yan, who was three feet away in the sea of ​​fire.

The soul warrior composed of ice crystals and hurricanes suddenly split into pieces, and the crystals like fish scales and feathers burst out, releasing a stream of creeping coldness. With the blessing of reduced versions of hurricanes, they drilled into the sea of ​​fire like a series of flying shuttles.

Rotating, high-speed rotation, the ice crystals galloped under the blessing of the hurricane, and also rotated at high speed. The cold wind raised dispelled the surrounding flames, and tiny ice edges filled the sword. The wind and snow were swaying, breaking through the fire and attacking Mu Yan's body.

The collision between ice and flames instantly melted without a trace. The flames came to an end, and the ice and snow fell into the arena. When everything was over, the stopped heart beat again, and the gray and white surroundings returned to their color again.

In the arena, a short ice sword of foot long pointed at Mu Yan's throat in Nalan Bingyue's jade hand, while Mu Yan's face was a little depressed, his eyes flashed with fire. He was obviously very unwilling to be defeated in the other party like this, but he had to accept the result of this battle.

"You won this time, but we will compete again. You will not have such good luck next time!" Mu Yan said, and then he threw himself off the stage.

The two women's battle was wonderful, which added a bit of enthusiasm to the hot summer arena. Although the subsequent battle was not as amazing as this one, the students who appeared showed the strength that the students of the First Royal Academy should have. Yang Ye was still unsatisfied throughout the day.

"How is it, how do you feel?" Xiao Ya walked beside Yang Ye, turned her head, carried her hands on her back, her hair hanging in the air, and her moist eyes looked at Yang Ye wisely and cunningly.

"I'm very strong and I've learned a lot!" Yang Ye replied thoughtfully.

For some reasons, Yang Ye rarely contacted people in the academy and was even more disdainful of the arena assessment competition. In addition to completing his own assessment, he would hide in the library. Although he learned a lot from books, the assessment competition on this day allowed him to learn more.

He did have some work behind closed doors before, and he was secretly happy because of the awakening of the double souls in his body and even having the Double Soul Realm. But after watching this day's assessment competition, he realized that he was just a frog in the well. The first royal academy of the empire in Aoki Academy is not a false reputation, but all the students who can study in this academy are geniuses, and even peerless geniuses like Nalan Bingyue.

And this is just an assessment for the college in the low-year period. I don’t know how the assessments in the middle-aged and advanced colleges look like! It seems that I still have a long way to go!

"Hehe, of course. Do you think you are the only genius in the academy? Don't hide in the library alone in the future. You have to fight regularly to test and improve your strength. You can even study soul martial arts together. If you have short skills, do you have good skills? And I'm looking forward to fighting with you!"

Yang Ye uh, saying, "You want to fight me?"

"Why, I think I'm not your opponent? Hehe, tell you, the innate double souls does not mean they are very strong. I have recently studied a new soul martial art, which is very powerful!" Xiao Ya bulged her mouth and said dissatisfied with Yang Ye's expression.

"Haha, there is no, welcome at any time, okay, let's separate here!" Yang Ye looked at the crowd around him and said.

"Will you come tomorrow?"

Yang Ye pondered for a while and said, "If there is nothing to do, I will come here!"

"Okay, I'm still waiting for you at Ximen. See you!" Xiao Ya said, waved her hand, and ran to the carriage not far away with a chuckle.
Chapter completed!