What's this?

The students who participated in the Soul Conference for the first time still felt new at first, but when they saw the stream of light blooming in the air, they fell down quickly and rushed towards their people, they were shocked.

"What's going on!"

The students screamed, but the flowing light fell very quickly, exceeding their response speed. Only when they were surprised, several people were already hit by the flowing light, and the Soul Platform suddenly became a mess.

"Don't be in trouble, it's okay!" At this time, a student who was hit by the light shouted. Everyone looked at him and saw the student lowering his head and looking at his waist.

There was a waist card hanging on his waist, which was the light card that every student standing on this light platform had.

The waist card is quite ordinary, but at this time, the waist card on the student's waist is extremely bright, and the brilliance is exactly the same as the flowing light that rushed into the air and then fell down.

The same light also appeared on several other students. The light that shone from their waists, necks, and arms made them stand out from more than a hundred people at once.

People who are familiar with the Soul Conference are not unfamiliar with this scene. This is the selection of Soul. Students participating in the Soul Conference are grouped in this way and then confronted each other. However, in previous years, the methods will always be introduced, and then the students will be allowed to stand around the Soul Platform, so that the whereabouts of the Soul will be clear.

But this time, because Ding Wen wanted to interfere with Zhaifeng Academy, he omitted many steps and started directly, causing a little riot. Fortunately, the situation was clear at a glance and it quickly calmed down. Ding Wen just regretted that he could not interfere with Zhaifeng Academy. Their flag that wrote "Catching for the Four Majors" was probably erected again.

Ding Wen didn't want to look back, but suddenly screamed again behind him.

how!

Ding Wen suddenly felt nervous. After all, this time the selection of the soul was abrupt. It was possible that something unexpected happened in the student panic. At this time, Ding Wen didn't care about covering up his ears and stole the bell. When he looked back in a hurry, he saw a stream of light that was all passing through the crowd.

"What's going on?" Ding Wen was stunned and stepped back on the Soul Platform in just a few steps. Several examiners had heard his voice. Before they could smooth out the surprise on their faces, they looked back at Ding Wen who had returned.

Ding Wen had already changed into their expressions, standing in front of the stone steps of the Soul Platform.

Of course, this stream of light for choosing the soul is not an ordinary light. It will echo the waist cards used in the Dianpo Conference. Each time it is divided into ten, and ten people are selected from many students holding the waist cards.

At present, this stream of light has locked the waist card it is about to hit, but the problem is that it cannot catch up.

Of course, the waist card itself will not move. What it cannot catch is the owner of the waist card.

Except for the examiners who Ding Wen thought, you looked at me, and I looked at you, they were all shaking their heads. In the past, the students would not have such a evasion, but even if there were, they were sure that no one could do such a thing.

This is not to say how amazing the speed of the streaming light is. The key is that the point and soul conference is only allowed to participate, which is equivalent to limiting the level of the contestants. No matter what the speed of the streaming light is, the speed of suppressing these students is always enough. Over the years, they have not even thought about making such a comparison.

But now.

Zhaifeng Academy, Lu Ping.

Who is this?

As early as when he avoided Ding Wen's string of hanging Lin Lihuo, everyone had already seen Lu Ping's speed. It was indeed rare for a student in the academy to see and extraordinary. But for Ding Wen, this speed was not worth his attention. He did not control Shang Lin Lihuo with all his strength at that time, after all, the identities of the two were really different.

But Ding Wen never expected that the speed was not Lu Ping's full strength. When he held his own identity and did not attack Lu Ping with all his strength, Lu Ping actually had the extra effort to deal with it.

This is just a student...

Ding Wen was a little confused. Logically speaking, the two of them should not be on the same level that can be compared. But at this moment, he couldn't help but estimate whether his Xuanlin Lihuo could burn Lu Ping if he tried his best.

Without an answer, Ding Wen can't estimate that this is a question that requires actual action to have an answer. This means that both sides are evenly matched.

Do you share the same fate with a student?

Ding Wen felt that this was really ridiculous. He was born in the four major colleges. He was already much better than the students of ordinary colleges when he was a student. But now, after many years of leaving the academy, he is evenly matched with students from a mountain primary college? Even if it is just the speed, Ding Wen felt that something must have been wrong.

Who is this?

Only then did Ding Wen want to feel Lu Ping's realm. This was something he felt was unnecessary, he was just an ordinary student...

But after sensing it, Ding Wen's face suddenly became even more ugly.

Can't even sense it?

This kind of intermittent existence of the power of the soul makes it impossible for him to capture it. What kind of supernatural power is this? I have never heard of it.

Ding Wen frowned, and examiner Mu Yong seemed to know what he was thinking and came to him.

"This boy is very strange." Mu Yong said.

Ding Wen did not express his opinion, and he waited for Mu Yong to finish his words.

"He is using the power of soul now, in such a strange state. When he does not use it, his power of soul cannot even sense the power of soul." Mu Yong said.

Ding Wen's eyebrows were locked deeper.

Although his strength is above Mu Yong, Mu Yong's supernatural powers are stronger in perception. Ding Wenben already doubts whether his perception ability is insufficient, but he is embarrassed to write about others. But now, Mu Yong has given him the answer, and even Mu Yong can't sense it.

But he didn't expect that this answer was not the ultimate one.

"It is said that even Wenge can't be sensed in Chengdu." Mu Yong said.

"Which literary song is done?"

Mu Yong looked clear. Ding Wen's reaction when he heard this was exactly the same as he was at that time, summarizing four words: unbelievable.

"It's just a song that made it." But he still answered.

"Who said this?" Ding Wen asked.

"That boy himself." Mu Yong nodded to Lu Ping.

Lu Ping had already stopped at this time.

The stream of light fell, and everyone who was hit wanted to take measures, but the others were too late to take measures. Only Lu Ping was the only one who flashed through the stream of light with speed.

Others were also shocked by Lu Ping when they realized that the flowing light was unimpeded. No one remembered to remind him until Lu Ping discovered it himself.

So he stopped, but Liuguang was disillusioned at the moment when he could finally hit his waist card.

The waist sign did not light up, and Lu Ping really avoided completely. Everyone stared at him in surprise, and then looked at the examiners of the Dianpo Conference together.
Chapter completed!