Prince Charming Upgrade Syetem

With a move of Ling Xiao's long rod, the six semicircular sharp blades condensed from Power of Fate Soul were instantly shattered into nothingness.    

"Is that so? This is just an appetizer. " Wang Ming's expression was cold and harsh.    

A faint shadow of the fate soul had already appeared above Wang Ming's head.    

Wang Ming's aura was at its peak. The Power of Fate Soul s in his body were pouring out in torrents.    

It looked like a dam had been opened, containing boundless terror.    

Wang Ming raised his right hand high and the Power of Fate Soul condensed into a giant palm, emitting an extremely frightening and dangerous aura.    

The size of his palm was enough to cover almost all of the ring, as if dark clouds had covered the ceiling.    

Even if the audience were watching from afar, they would still be terrified.    

They could not imagine how hard it would be for Ling Xiao to be so close to the huge palm.    

Commentator Zhou shook his head and replied, "Wang Ming's Destiny Soul Martial Skill has become more perfect.    

Compared to a few days ago, the power of this attack had increased by a lot.    

If Ling Xiao had pestered Wang Ming from the very beginning, preventing him from using Destiny Soul Martial Skill to this extent, Ling Xiao might even have had a sliver of hope for victory.    

But right now, the competition has just begun and you can already announce the end of it! "    

When the audience heard Commentator Zhou's explanation, they all sighed as if it was a pity that Ling Xiao could not grasp the opportunity.    

When Ling Xiao heard this sigh, the corner of his mouth slightly raised.    

Couldn't grab the opportunity? Ling Xiao purposely let Wang Ming win, telling him to push the Destiny Soul Martial Skill to the limit!    

Ling Xiao wanted to see him rise and collapse!    

"Did you hear that? Ling Xiao, everything is over! Now it's time for you to pay for what you've done! " Wang Ming laughed sinisterly as his raised right hand suddenly dropped down!    

The gigantic Power of Fate Soul palm also fell down along with Wang Ming's movements!    

Ling Xiao did not move at all. A trace of blue light flashed from the Intrinsic Soul above his head.    

However, no one saw the flash of blue light.    

Boom!    

After a loud noise, the entire arena was silent.    

Su Yao, who was sitting in the audience stands, immediately stood up. Her eyes were wide open in disbelief. She couldn't believe that Ling Xiao would lose just like that.    

In a private hospital specially used to treat rich and powerful families, Wang Ning watched the scene live on TV with a hideous smile on his face.    

Inside the Principal's office in Southern City's Third High School, the Principal's face was filled with disappointment.    

"Mommy! Brother Ling Xiao lost? " Chen Yiyi's big eyes were red, as if she could cry at any moment.    

Chen Luo didn't say a word as she wrapped her slender arms around Chen Yiyi and pulled her into her embrace.    

Whispers could be heard from time to time in the arena.    

"This... Is it over just like that? "    

"Hehe, compared to Wang Ming, Ling Xiao is nothing!"    

"I thought Ling Xiao was that strong, but it looks like he's only that strong!"    

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I wonder where he got his confidence from in the last Challenge Tournament to provoke Wang Ming."    

"…"    

In the webcast room, countless netizens felt sorry for Ling Xiao.    

Compared to the arrogant Wang Ming, they liked Ling Xiao more because of his vulgar words, his quirky brain circuits, and his unique personality.    

The host sighed and said, "It's over! "Let us congratulate …"    

Halfway through his words, he was interrupted by Commentator Zhou, "Wait!" Something doesn't seem right! "    

On the stage, Wang Ming's eyes were wide open and his forehead was covered in cold sweat!