Douluo's arrogance

A teenage boy stood in front of a run-down village. The boy was about meters tall. He was wearing a black suit. His abdominal muscles were faintly visible under the suit. His skin was a healthy wheat color, and his black hair was clean and neat. The corners of his mouth were He always has a faint smile. Although he is not handsome, his face has strong lines, giving people a sense of solidity and security.

The young man held a piece of grass in his mouth, feeling the unique bitter taste of grass, and looked at the small village in front of him.

There are about a hundred households in the village, surrounded by a wooden fence. A shabby plaque hung on the wooden arch at the entrance of the village, with the words "Shrek Academy" engraved on it.

In front of these five words, there is also a green round pattern engraved.

"Hurry up, there are so many people waiting behind you, don't stand in the way if you don't sign up."

"Oh, sorry."

There was a table in front of the young man, and an old man in his sixties was sitting behind the table.

After hearing the old man's urging, the young man looked away, apologized repeatedly, took out ten gold soul coins and put them into a box made of several wooden boards nearby.

"Extend a hand."

The young man obeyed the words and obediently stretched out his hand in front of the old man. The old man squeezed his hand twice, looked at the young man with a strange expression and said: "You are in good health, and your bone age is consistent with that of twelve years old. Release your martial spirit and give it to me." Let me see."

The young man nodded, gray soul power was released from his body, and two yellow soul rings moved up and down around his body.

Two horns sprouted from the boy's head, and an ox tail swung powerfully behind him.

The old man nodded and said: "You have passed. There are not enough manpower. You need to go into the village by yourself to take the second test. If you walk straight in from here, you will see an open space, which is the location of the next test."

The young man nodded, indicating that he understood.

Entering the village from the village gate, the young man saw the candidates who had passed the preliminary examination in front of him lined up in a line in the open space before walking very far.

Thinking that this was the place, the young man walked to the back of the queue.

The young man stretched out his head to look at the team in front and found that there were not many people in front of him.

The person in charge of the second exam was an older teacher. He picked up a white crystal from the table in front of him and handed it to the candidate.

This crystal is very similar to the test crystal used by Wuhun Temple to identify soul power. It seems that this level is to test the soul power level. I don’t know how much soul power is required to pass, the young man touched his chin and thought to himself.

The young man looked at the surrounding environment and waited. Soon the young man came to the front. The examiner handed him the white crystal and said: "Put the soul power into it."

The young man directly poured his soul power into it without opening a word, and bright white light flashed from the crystal.

The examiner took back the crystal, looked at the young man in front of him with a smile, and said gently: "Your soul power is level . You can directly take the fourth level of the exam. There is no need to waste time in the third level."

Is this the case in the original work? The young man murmured in his mind.

The examiner didn't know what the boy was thinking, so he looked at him kindly: "What's your name?"

"My name is Zhao Bai."

Yes, this young man is Zhao Bai.

"Well, I have to help the children behind me take the test now. I can't take you to the fourth level examination room. Just keep walking along this road and you will come to another open space. There is an uncle who is about the same height as you sitting there. , that person is your examiner for the fourth level. Go ahead."

Zhao Bai looked at the direction pointed by the examiner and nodded to show understanding.

The examiner looked at Zhao Bai's leaving figure and thought to himself: It seems that we can recruit a little monster this year.

"We're here." Soon, Zhao Bai stopped.

At this time, he came to another open space, which was much smaller than the second level. In the middle of the open space, a middle-aged man in his fifties was sitting on a chair and dozing off.

I guess this is Zhao Wuji. If you pass this level, you can enter Shrek Academy.

Zhao Bai took a deep breath, clenched his fists and then unclenched them, and stepped forward.

"Are you the examiner of the fourth level exam?"

"Huh? I didn't expect that someone would come to the fourth level this year."

Zhao Wuji opened his hazy sleepy eyes and looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise. He stood up from the chair and looked at Zhao Bai carefully.

Zhao Bai is also observing Zhao Wuji. He is not tall, about the same height as Zhao Bai. He has an ordinary appearance, but his muscles are very strong. His broad shoulders are like a city wall. Although the expression on his face is kind, his strong figure invisibly gives people A strong sense of oppression.

Seeing Zhao Bai looking at him without fear, Zhao Wuji felt even happier, and smiled and said to Zhao Bai:

"Not bad, really good. My name is Zhao Wuji, the examiner of the fourth level. The content of the test is that you have to resist my attack for a stick of incense."

"It's okay to tell you. I am a seventy-fourth level fighting soul saint, and my martial soul is a powerful diamond bear, a powerful beast martial soul. Don't try to escape by using small tricks. Even if I am not good at speed, you will never escape. Don’t leave this place. I won’t bully you, and I won’t use martial arts or soul skills against you.”

You are a soul saint and I am a great soul master. They are very different. This is not bullying, so what is bullying?

Zhao Bai complained secretly in his heart, but he did not think about bargaining, but accepted Zhao Wuji's excessive assessment.

"Martial Soul, Possession."

Just like when Cunkou was possessed, Zhao Bai's martial soul possession was different from before. In the past, the martial soul possessed him like a monster.

There are no snow-white hooves or black iron-like skin. He is still the same person, with wheat-colored skin and a delicate face. If it weren’t for an extra pair of horns and a tail, I would have thought he was not possessed by a martial spirit. Zhao Such a change occurred after Bai absorbed the second soul ring.

"I'm ready, let's get started, Teacher Zhao."

Zhao Wuji took out a cigarette from nowhere, poked it with his finger, and lit the cigarette directly. In the blink of an eye, the incense was inserted into the ground in the distance without any trembling.

"Boy, be careful, my fist is not so easy to catch."

After inserting the cigarette, Zhao Wuji held his hands together, moved his wrists, and a series of tooth-breaking bone crackling sounds were heard. He clenched his fists as big as Zhao Bai's face and strode towards Zhao Bai.

Zhao Bai didn't think about dodging. First, he couldn't dodge Zhao Wuji's attack because of his speed. Even if he dodged, he would be chased and beaten closely. Second, his strength was also physical confrontation, which was exactly what he wanted.

Separate your feet, move your left foot forward, shift your center of gravity down, swing your waist to the right, raise your left hand to your chest, raise your right fist to shoulder height, gather your strength, your biceps suddenly bulge, the ox's tail hangs to the ground, and its horns reach the sky, without any movement. He stared at the approaching Zhao Wuji with fear.

Want to punch me head-on? It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of bears. You know that my martial spirit is the powerful Vajra Bear and you still dare to do this. Well, let me see if you are conceited or if you are really capable.

Zhao Wuji's action was very simple, he just punched Zhao Bai in the face.

Zhao Bai opened his eyes wide, his entire field of vision was filled with the fist as big as a man's face, and his black hair was swept back by the wind of the fist.

Zhao Bai's response was also very simple. He pointed the toes of his left foot at Zhao Wuji, pushed his right calf straight into a lunge, used his waist and hips to drive his upper body, and also threw out his right fist.

"boom!"

There was a muffled sound, nothing fancy, and two fists collided in the air.

In an instant, Zhao Bai's feet left the ground and his whole body flew backwards like an arrow from a string.

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