Chapter 245: The God-killing Gun appears, shocking everyone
Other people watching the game also noticed the special features of this soul skill.

"Her martial soul seems to be blood. This skill should be to control blood. How can there be such a soul skill?"

"How can we break this soul skill that directly affects the body and controls the blood? You can't just drain the blood, right? How can you live if all the blood is drained?"

"Mingwei has met his match. This skill is too difficult to deal with. No one will be able to deal with it if they encounter it."

The people watching the game were all worried for Mingwei.

Huo Yuhao was the one who was most worried. He was a little panicked. “As far as I can remember, there is no such person in the Holy Spirit Church! What’s going on?”

The soul master in front of him named A Ling was completely unfamiliar to Huo Yuhao.

He didn't know what other tricks this A Ling had, and couldn't help but worry about Ming Wei.

On the contrary, Jin Can immediately regained his composure after a brief moment of anxiety.

"Weiwei said she was fine and asked us not to worry."

Mingwei was just sending a signal, and Jincan, because of Jieyin, was always able to understand it well.

On the ring, Mingwei endured great discomfort in her body but still managed to keep smiling and expose A Ling's shortcomings.

"Your blood control soul skill should have some limitations. For example, when controlling a powerful person, the effect will be greatly reduced."

"Otherwise, your boss wouldn't have shown such a dissatisfied expression. You wouldn't have just made me feel uncomfortable instead of directly draining all the blood from my body and killing me."

"I'm afraid that your blood-controlling soul skill will only have this much effect on me."

Although Mingwei felt uncomfortable because her blood was controlled, she did not feel any threat of death. She actually enjoyed this discomfort. If she ignored these worries, used her soul power normally, and fought back normally, her strength would be greatly improved.

"You're only partially right."

Ah Ling said softly, increasing the input of soul power into the sixth soul skill, and did not speak again.

“Not to mention that the Holy Spirit Church has an order not to kill you, even if there was no such order, I would not be willing to kill you.

As for their dissatisfaction, it is only that they are dissatisfied that you did not show any pain.

What they want is for me to use this soul skill to torture you and defeat you, and it would be even better if I could see you begging for mercy.

How can they be satisfied if they see you as you are now, keeping such a relaxed look?"

A Ling said softly in his heart.

In fact, she was also very confused. Before participating in the competition, she had used many people to test her sixth soul skill.

No one with the cultivation level of Soul Saint or below could escape from her sixth soul skill. In the end, she even practiced with a Soul Douluo of level 81, and was still able to draw all the blood from the opponent's body for her practice.

Those who lost blood in an instant all died tragically.

But A Ling found that she couldn't draw a drop of Mingwei's blood.

But Mingwei's soul power is obviously not as good as hers!
When facing Ming Wei, the most she could do was to manipulate her blood, heating it, freezing it, solidifying it, making it surge... just some small tricks like that.

After the opponent increased the power of his sixth soul skill, Mingwei felt as if all the blood in his body was about to solidify.

This feeling is indeed not very good, but it is bearable.

Her mental strength was also being exercised as she fought for control of her body.

It seemed that no one expected Mingwei to be able to hold on for so long, and some people were getting impatient.

"If we continue like this, and Mingwei isn't dealt with, then A-Ling will be the first to die."

"No, no, this is a great opportunity. We must control her first. We must not waste this opportunity."

"Her pride must be crushed in public."

Someone was thinking this in his heart.

The next moment, A Ling on the stage gave Ming Wei a strange feeling, as if he had suddenly become a different person.

At this moment, A Ling used his sixth soul skill again, and the effect time was increased several times immediately. Ming Wei felt it most directly.

She just felt as if all the blood in her body was about to slip out of her control.

This is not a good sign.

A Ling had no intention of killing her, but seemed to want to torture her, and even tried to force her to kneel down.

There was a hint of coldness in Mingwei's eyes.

"You were the first to stop being human, so don't blame me. I won't be human either."

After Ming Wei gritted her teeth and uttered these words, all the strange beasts on the field that she had summoned with her words disappeared.

This sudden change caught everyone off guard and they thought Mingwei was about to collapse.

The corner of A Ling's mouth even curled up into a somewhat gloomy smile.

Many people were very happy about Mingwei's decline.

Some people also breathed a sigh of relief.

Mingwei is not some unbeatable genius!
You see, we are about to lose.

But the next second after the strange beast disappeared, the smiles on these people's faces froze.

It was because, suddenly, there was something extra on Mingwei's right hand.

It was a black spear.

With just one glance, these experienced soul masters discovered a shocking fact.

"This, this, this is not a soul guide, it's a martial soul!"

"It's a martial spirit!"

"How could it be a martial spirit? Doesn't she already have two martial spirits?"

"How can someone possess three martial spirits at the same time!"

"Her previous Nine Li Pot Martial Soul and Word Spirit Martial Soul were already a headache for us. This Martial Soul... No, it hurts my heart, it's too bullying."

Although Ming Wei has not used any soul skills yet, many people can see the difference of this martial soul at a glance and know that this martial soul is definitely not simple.

As for the same seven red spirit rings, they chose to ignore them.

Because they always believed that Mingwei used camouflage skills.

The one who could most intuitively feel that this martial spirit was not simple was A Ling on the stage.

The moment that martial soul appeared, her sixth soul skill became ineffective and she lost control of Mingwei's blood.

"This is the first time that my third martial spirit has appeared in a competition! As the first person to force it out, you are amazing."

"But, let's stop here."

As he spoke, Ming Wei held the spear, his body was agile and nimble, and he stabbed at A Ling with extremely fast movements.

She didn't even use her soul power or soul skills, but the people facing this soul skill felt the threat of death, as if they would die under this gun in the next moment.

"I--"

Just as A Ling was about to say that she wanted to give up, she found that Ming Wei had opened her mouth first, and she herself could not open her mouth and no sound came out.

The long spear, carrying with it the power to destroy the world, stabbed straight at her vital point.