Douluo's God of Death is coming

school entrance

Huang Feihu's voice was still loud. Originally, only the students in Class were watching at the class door and windows.

But after he shouted, people from other classes gradually gathered around him.

Because his "Mountain Tiger Possessed" sound was really loud! !

Xiao Di was a little nervous. He had never seen such a big battle.

Being surrounded by so many people.

So Xiao Di also started to call out his martial spirit!

The key point is that he is still thinking in his heart whether he should shout or something!

But then he felt that he was too middle-aged and stupid!

Forget it, let’s keep a low profile!

Black soul power instantly penetrated the body, and a huge scythe about the same size as Huang Feihu appeared in Xiao Di's hand.

The pitch-black sickle carried strong black flames, as if it was going to burn up the surrounding space.

"A very powerful martial spirit! I recognize your martial spirit!"

Huang Feihu was still ten meters away from Xiao Di, but he had already felt the pressure from Xiao Di's martial spirit.

Of course Xiao Di is very happy, after all, this opponent is still very moral and spiritual.

"Thank you, I will do my best!"

Xiao Di said respectfully.

He looked at Huang Feihu, and the sickle was already trailing behind him. This was his most powerful stance for slashing.

But he didn't take any next action. What he was good at was stopping with stillness, just like he stood to deal with the falling leaves.

Looking at the quiet Xiao Di, Huang Feihu couldn't wait to start taking action.

But every time Huang Feihu took a step closer to Xiao Di, he felt something was wrong, because he felt more and more pressure, and the black flame seemed to be eroding his soul.

But how could he retreat or admit defeat so easily!

"Roar!"

Huang Feihu let out an angry roar, and his thick beast arms stretched with obvious veins.

He struggled to resist the pressure from Xiao Di's martial spirit and launched an attack.

"Pick me up first!"

Huang Feihu jumped up high, stretched out his claws, exposed his sharp nails, and grabbed Xiao Di's head.

"It's a bit slow!"

Xiaodi was a little surprised, because the speed of the big man in front of him was much slower than the slashing speed of the previous blue-haired minion.

"Are you trying to test each other out?"

Xiaodi thought to himself.

However, Xiao Di had no intention of testing. He directly waved the sickle and performed his strongest slash!

"Cross Slash!"

First, he made a fierce upward slash towards Huang Feihu. If this hit was successful, Xiaodi would soon perform a second slash, which would be a direct horizontal slash, and a powerful second attack on him who was out of balance. .

Huang Feihu looked at the Death Scythe, which was getting closer and closer. The pressure in his heart seemed to be getting bigger and bigger. Even before he even touched the scythe, nervous sweat was pouring out from his forehead.

What's going on with this martial spirit!

Huang Feihu was shocked.

Is this some top-notch martial spirit? It makes me feel so much pressure!

But things have come to this point, and it’s hard to recover!

He had already jumped into the air, and had no time to change his attack style. He could only bite the bullet and receive the upward slash from the silver-haired boy.

But at this moment, two people were caught at the same time.

"What nonsense! What should I do if I get injured? Who asked you to fight here? It was Huang Feihu who made the first move, right?"

Suddenly, a person appeared between Xiao Di and Huang Feihu.

A martial soul is the soul king of a fox!

Yellow~yellow~purple~purple~black!

There were five soul rings at her feet, which was the best ratio of soul rings.

Like a shadow, it suddenly appeared between the two people who were competing.

One of her hands pinned Huang Feihu, who was leaping in the air, to the ground, and the other hand grabbed Xiao Di's Death Sickle.

In an instant, the martial spirits of both people disappeared.

But the black flame of Xiao Di's martial spirit did not disappear so quickly.

hiss~

What a flame!

It actually makes me feel the burning pain in my soul!

As the Soul King, she is really incredible.

But this was also a moment of surprise.

She was originally afraid that Huang Feihu would hurt another new student, but she was really wrong. If this blow hit Huang Feihu, Huang Feihu would definitely be injured, or even seriously injured.

Because in addition to physical damage, there is also damage to the soul, which is a natural suppression of the martial soul.

She also saw the beads of sweat on Huang Feihu's forehead and his trembling body.

"Teacher Yang, I, I didn't mean it, I just wanted this new student to come to our class!"

Huang Feihu looked like a good boy.

"I knew it was you who was in trouble again! Do you know you were wrong?"

She is Huang Feihu's class teacher, Yang Su, and she is also Huang Feihu's master!

"Teacher, I will definitely pay attention next time!"

Huang Feihu said obediently.

Yang Su is the person in this school that Huang Feihu truly respects. If those people in Class Zero can only make Huang Feihu surrender physically, then this person is the person who can make Huang Feihu completely surrender physically and mentally.

"Face the wall!"

Yang Su said angrily that she was angry because she really liked the child Huang Feihu, and she hoped that Huang Feihu could achieve a great career in the future.

"Oh!"

Huang Feihu walked dejectedly to the classroom. As he walked, the sweat on his forehead slowly dripped down, and even his walking feet became a little soft.

"Hey, look, only Teacher Yang can scare this stubborn tiger!"

"Isn't it? After all, he is Teacher Yang's personal disciple."

"It's not like I'm so scared, my feet are weak!"

"Maybe Teacher Yang is very strict with Huang Feihu!"

"Impossible, I think Teacher Yang is so beautiful and gentle..."

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Soon the surrounding students dispersed, after all, the excitement was gone.

Most students thought that Huang Feihu was frightened by Yang Su, but only Huang Feihu knew that just now when the death sickle was less than half a meter away from him, his soul felt like it was being sucked away.

He had never been that scared even under the hands of Class Zero boss Yu Xiao.

Is that silver-haired boy really going to join Class Zero?

Huang Feihu knew that there was another person in this school that he couldn't afford to offend, but he didn't want to make it public. After all, it was not a glorious thing.

The only person present who knew Xiao Di's strength was Yang Su, who caught the Death Scythe with his bare hands.

The moment she caught it, she knew that the child in front of her was something special.

"Can I join Class now? I don't know if my performance is up to standard just now!"

Xiao Di was a little at a loss. He was still thinking that if the knife just moved faster, he would be able to hit the big guy.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of her, Xiao Di was still a little shy.

After all, this is his ideal goddess.

Yang Su is just twenty-seven years old this year, and she is in her prime and full of high spirits. Because she is obsessed with martial arts research, she has a scholarly and elegant aura, but also has the charm of a mature woman.

"Who brought you?"

Yang Su looked at the cute little boy in front of her and couldn't help but like it. She squatted down and touched Xiao Di's silver soft hair.

"A arrogant little girl, oh, and a middle-aged soul saint uncle!"

Xiaodi answered truthfully.

"Proud girl!?"

Yang Su looked confused, who was that? Is there such a person in the school?

She immediately had the answer to the middle-aged soul saint uncle, because there was only one middle-aged soul saint in the school, but wasn't he the lady's bodyguard?

Could it be that the arrogant girl is talking about the young lady! ?

Yang Su was a little messy for a moment!

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