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Chapter 31, Zhan Fangping, Level 38 Battle Soul Lord
Chen Hao's right hand moved slightly, and he blocked it with his shield.

I have to say that Captain America's shield is really easy to use, and I don't know what material it is made of. Physical defense and magic defense can resist it.

Zhao Chong fired two fireballs in succession again, both of which were easily resisted by Chen Hao, as if the shield in his hand was born to resist his first soul skill.

Zhao Chong's mentality has collapsed, what a fart!

But he was a little unwilling.

Immediately displayed the latest tactics recently developed.

Spew out two fireballs to Chenhao again.

While Chen Hao raised his shield to block his body, his limbs exerted strength instantly, and his powerful body rushed straight towards Chen Hao's shield.

Chen Hao's eyes moved slightly, and he wanted to use his shield to block it.

However, the moment Zhao Chong slammed into Chen Hao, a right claw suddenly jumped over the shield and slammed into Chen Hao's head.

"Oh!"

The powerful blow made Chen Hao dizzy for a while, and his eyes stared at gold stars.

Zhao Chong took this opportunity to rush towards Chen Hao again.

Chen Hao shook his head lightly, "Dog, I just saw you like a kitten and didn't want to bully you. Since you want to die, then I can only give you everything."

Chen Hao held the shield and smashed it against the flame lion again.

He was originally powerful, but with this powerful blow, Zhao Chong was sent flying dozens of feet away, directly out of the crowd, and hit the lawn in the distance heavily, and passed out instantly.

Fang Fang was slightly startled, and then there was a hint of anger on his face, "Stinky boy, it's just a competition, you actually hit such a heavy hand!"

"I didn't want to make a move at all, this is what he asked for," Chen Hao said.

Fang Ping's eyes moved slightly, and a strong coercion swept towards Chen Hao.

It was as if the surrounding oxygen was evacuated in an instant, and it was so oppressive that people couldn't even breathe.

At this time, the master stood up and said with a deep expression, "Fang Ping, if something is coming at me, bullying a child is nothing."

Fang Ping showed a sneer on his face, "You are not enough for me to fight a mere twentieth-level soul master, but I have to tell you some good news, maybe you don't know it yet.

The academy will soon conduct an assessment on the instructors of the academy, and the instructors whose soul power is lower than [-]th level will be expelled directly, which means that you will soon pack up and leave."

The master's face was a bit dignified. He had heard the news early in the morning, but he had already figured it out. At worst, he just left here.

Just like this, I can't teach Xiaohao, Xiaosan and Xiaowu personally.

"Thank you, Instructor Fang Ping, for reminding us that the academy is making progress. As the instructor of the Notting City Junior Soul Master Academy, it should indeed become stronger and stronger! When the academy's notice is issued, I will naturally leave here, so I won't bother Instructor Fang Ping to care about it!"

Fang Ping snorted softly, "It's best for you to have such self-knowledge. You're already old and you're just a great soul master. I don't think you'll be able to break through level [-] in your life."

The master's face was slightly angry, and he forcibly suppressed the anger in his heart. If it wasn't for the mutation of his martial soul, the speed of cultivation was hindered, and the meridians seemed to be blocked, how could this happen.

Seeing Fang Ping being so aggressive, Chen Hao couldn't help but feel angry.

"Dog, even if our teacher is just a great soul master, the students he teaches will be ten times better than the students you teach."

Fang Ping smiled softly, "Really, I think you are the same as him, you are doomed to never break through level [-] in your life."

Chen Hao's face was slightly angry, he held the shield in his left hand, and with a slight movement of his mind, the black iron epee had already appeared in his right hand.

Leaping forward, he slashed down at Fang Ping with a sword.

Fang Ping's mouth showed a slight smile, this elementary school student is so courageous, he dared to attack him, he is a level 38 Fighting Soul Sect!
Without using his soul power, he easily blocked Chen Hao's black iron epee with a slight lift of his right hand.

However, Fang Ping couldn't help being a little startled, he didn't expect this nine-year-old doll to have such a strong power, it is indeed different, given time, it will become a great weapon.

It's a pity to follow such waste as the master.

"Little baby, I think you still have a little bit of talent, why don't you be my student, under my careful training, I can guarantee that your soul power will break through to level [-] within a year."

The anger on Chen Hao's face was even stronger, "Go to your grandma's fifteenth level, I am now at fifteenth level, give me another sword!"

"The first form of Dugu Nine Swords, Broken Palm Form"

Chen Hao's slender figure rose up like a whirlwind, holding a dark iron epee, and slashed straight at Fang Ping.

Fang Ping's eyes moved slightly, and he could feel the murderous aura emanating from the black iron epee from a distance.

However, there is no fluctuation in soul power on this black iron epee.

"Is this a self-created soul technique? Interesting?"

The black iron epee pierced towards Fang Ping in a very tricky way.

Fang Ping moved his right hand slightly, trying to break Chen Hao's sword technique with his palm.

It's a pity that he miscalculated, this is the first form of Dugu Nine Swords, the breaking palm style, which is specially designed to break various palm techniques.

Seeing Fang Ping slapping his right palm casually, Chen Hao's body instantly spun around, the blade moved slightly, adjusted its position again, dodged Fang Ping's right palm, and approached Fang Ping's heart.

Fang was slightly startled, a little sweat could not help but ooze from his forehead, and he took two steps back.

Then he stomped his right foot, and a strong aura swept out, instantly rebounding Chen Hao back.

My heart trembled slightly, "It's so dangerous, I almost capsized, this kid is really good, I must find a way to get him in my class."

Chen Hao took several steps back before he stabilized his body. After all, the difference in soul power was too great.

No matter how many cards he has in his hole, it is impossible for him to be an opponent of a level 38 Fighting Soul Sect.

"Little baby, you are already very good at doing so many tricks in your hands. After your teacher packs up and leaves, you can come to our class and I will definitely focus on training you," Fang Ping said with a smile.

Chen Hao chuckled, "A level 38 Battle Soul Sect, so far, I haven't used any soul skills yet?"

Fang Ping's eyes moved slightly, yes, he actually ignored this point just now.

This kid seems to have never used a soul skill since the competition, so what is his first soul skill?

Chen Hao let out a loud roar, "Xiao San, Xiao Wu, open Wuhun, let him take a good look today, whether the students taught by our teacher are trash or not."

Chen Hao has two purposes for doing this, one is to kill Fang Ping's prestige, and to feel proud!
On the other hand, it is natural to increase the reputation of the master and let them know that the students taught by the master are very good, so that the academy will probably not expel the master because his soul power is less than thirty levels.

Fang Ping stood there with a flat face, "A group of little dolls, it's interesting, then I'll play with you, and let you know that there is always an irreparable gap between the soul master and the soul master, and this gap is definitely not 1+ 2=3 gap".

(End of this chapter)