Douluo's strongest control

Chapter 19

When Xiao Wu heard that the plainly dressed fool in front of her was also a soul master, the corners of her mouth twitched, and her eyes began to roll around.

With a few taps on his feet, he came to Fu Hai.

"Silly boy, call me Miss Xiao Wu," Xiao Wu said proudly with her arms crossed.

Fu Hai snorted and shook his head helplessly, "I'm not free, I'm busy, there are fruits in the fields, I want to pick them myself."

Seeing Fu Hai ignoring her so much, Xiao Wu's two little cheeks puffed up. She is already a big sister in Notting College. Usually, no one in the whole college dares to provoke her. Anyone who sees her should call her Miss Xiao Wu, even in the Star Dou Great Forest, she always walks sideways.

Now he was directly ignored by a brat from Holy Soul Village, and his aggressive nature was instantly aroused.

"If you don't call me Miss Xiaowu, prepare to be beaten." As she spoke, she raised her right leg and swept across.

Xiao Wu's leg was very fast, and the wind it brought made the leaves beside her rattle.

Nima, Douluo Dalu is crazy, and they will fight if they disagree.

But at this moment, Fu Hai couldn't allow him to think about it, so he hurriedly turned sideways, raised his left arm, and subconsciously resisted the blow.

With a puff, the clash of arms and legs made Fu Hai take two steps back, Xiao Wu staggered back five or six steps, and was supported by Tang San behind.

Fu Hai shook his arm, this Xiao Wu was quite strong, if it wasn't for the spirit bone in his left arm, he would definitely be the loser in this confrontation.

The 10-year-old soul bone of the blood mist piranha provided Fu Hai with certain defensive capabilities and strength. Although he is not a powerful soul master, at this level, there should not be many stronger than him , besides, he is three levels higher than Xiao Wu.

Unlike Fu Hai, Xiao Wu's expression is now ugly, her right leg is aching, and she has begun to tremble slightly.

She didn't expect the kid in front of her to be so powerful, he should be even higher than Tang San.

Xiao Wu knew that she had encountered a tough idea, but it was absolutely impossible for her to admit defeat.

It wasn't just her, Tang San also saw the difference in Fu Hai, feeling overwhelmed with astonishment in his heart.

When the martial soul was awakened a year ago, Fu Hai was still an ordinary person without a martial soul and no soul power. How could he not be seen for a year? His strength is so powerful that even Xiao Wu is at a disadvantage in his hands.

Although Tang San heard from Grandpa Jack that Fu Hai was there to deliver food and then stayed in Wuhun Hall to study, but he didn't know what happened in the middle.

But it's definitely not like the old Jack said that he only has eighth-level soul power.

Xiao Wu quietly placed her left arm behind her back, the silent sleeve arrow mechanism was activated quietly, and a smirk that could not be detected was fleeting.

Fu Hai touched his neck, feeling chilly.

Not right.

Subconsciously jumped a few steps back.

After a while, Xiao Wu raised her left arm instantly, and launched the silent sleeve arrow at Fu Hai.

Fu Hai watched the gloomy silent sleeve arrow pointing at him, the hairs on his body stood on end, and he rolled over and hid behind a big tree.

The ghost knows whether Tang San poisoned this sleeve arrow or not.

"What, are you scared?" Xiao Wu raised her chin and said triumphantly.

Fu Hai feels helpless, the city is dangerous and the countryside is not safe.

Tang San patted Xiao Wu's arm lightly, turning off the trigger switch of Xiujian.

He had just promised Xiao Wu that he would protect her well in the future, but when he saw that Xiao Wu was at a disadvantage, how could he sit still.

Although Xiao Wu took the initiative to attack this time, to Tang San, a promise is a promise.

"Fu Hai, I want to have a serious fight with you." Tang San said to Fu Hai behind the tree.

Fu Hai felt the discomfort from the coldness on the back of his neck disappear, glanced twice, and found that Xiao Wu's sleeve arrow was not pointing at him.

With a dry cough, he came out from behind the tree.

"Is it just to learn from each other? Is it the end? Is it not dangerous?"

Tang San was stunned by his series of questions, and nodded.

Fu Hai also wanted to know how strong Tang San was, he had to prepare for the future, after all he was now in the camp of the Spirit Hall.

Besides, it's just a simple sparring, if there's no danger, he'd be afraid, as long as he doesn't reveal too much strength, there's nothing wrong with it.

On a hillside in Holy Soul Village.

The mountain wind blew up the leaves, Fu Hai and Tang San stood facing each other, quite a heroic demeanor.

Tang San raised his right hand, first released the spirit, a layer of faint blue light appeared on the surface of the skin, and then, dark blue blue silver grass swarmed out, a yellow spirit ring rose from the sole of his feet.

Fu Hai observed Tang San's blue silver grass, it was thicker than the ordinary blue silver grass under his feet, and there were strange lines on it, he knew that this was Tang San's addition of a mandala snake spirit ring to the blue silver grass reason.

Fu Hai took a step forward, raised his right hand slowly, and a blood-red light like an emperor suddenly lit up from between his brows, followed by traces of red light appearing in the palm of his right hand, and a small red heart gradually grew larger, forming a square magic shape. The box appeared in his hand, but there was no soul ring under his feet.

Seeing this scene, Tang San frowned slightly, Old Jack really didn't lie to him, this Fu Hai was really not at the level of a first-ring soul master, but how could Xiao Wu lose in the confrontation with him, Tang San couldn't figure it out .

And his Martial Soul, what exactly is that?
Tang San had never seen it before, and he had never heard of it from his teacher. The master told him that he had studied all the spirits in Douluo Continent, but he had never heard of this kind of spirit.

"What kind of spirit is this?" Tang San asked.

Knowing that he would ask, Fu Hai shrugged and replied, "It's just an ordinary wooden box."

Tang San nodded slightly, he didn't relax because Fu Hai hadn't reached the 'first ring' yet.

On the contrary, because of his strange spirit, Tang San was more vigilant.

"Xiao San, beat him up!" Xiao Wu cheered from the side.

These words broke the calm instantly.

Tang San took the lead in attacking, "Blue silver grass, twine!"

Dozens of blue silver grass swarmed out, like several boa constrictors spitting out snake letters looking for food, the next moment they appeared without warning and circled up under Fu Hai's feet.

The corner of the mouth raised slightly, "It's over."

He used his soul skills as soon as he came up, in order to establish a thick image in front of Xiao Wu, to tell this sister with his strength that he has the ability to protect her.

For Tang San's abilities, Fu Hai knew everything, how could he be tricked.

replacement!

Fu Hai's body instantly switched positions with the puppet, and dozens of blue silver grass tightly entangled the puppet.

As early as when the two were standing and looking at each other, Fu Hai quietly controlled the magic box martial soul to move behind him, blocked Tang San's sight with his body, and then quietly activated the puppet soul skill. His soul ring was invisible, and he didn't even notice If he can't release his soul skills.

Tang San's complexion changed slightly when he saw that he missed a hit, how could this be possible?

Without thinking about it, he stomped his feet, his body rushed forward, and at the same time he used Xuantian Kungfu, his hands turned into a white jade color, and his body was like a fallen leaf in a strong wind, flashing towards him.

With both fists facing Fu Hai left and right, there was a gust of attack like a storm, so that Fu Hai could only parry frequently.

"This donkey X is really not simple, it has a variety of moves, and its strength is much greater than that of Xiao Wu." Fu Hai was secretly amazed while parrying.

After a while, Fu Haihai retreated and fought, and he had already retreated tens of meters away.

Fu Hai was furious in his heart, this bastard, what's the deal?

Mobilize the power of luck, run it on the left arm, and a layer of faint colorful light appears on the surface of the skin of the left arm.

Fu Hai planned to take Tang San's punch hard, and at the same time blasted out his left fist.

Poof, poof, twice.

The two punched each other at the same time, and then both took a few steps back.

(End of this chapter)