Douluo Zhibo Madara

"Kill" all the colleges roared, the weapon soul masters wielded various weapons, and the beast soul masters turned into birds and beasts, rushing towards Madara like a tide.

"Go" Madara took the ninja bag with one hand and threw it away casually. Countless ninja kunai shurikens were thrown towards the opponent like dense raindrops.

"Fire Release. Impatiens Flower Claw Red" The first soul ring behind Madara shines brightly, and with the support of mixed chakra, it shows extraordinary power.

The dozens or hundreds of ninja tools flying in the air instantly ignited into blazing flames, like beautiful fire butterflies, flying in the air and rushing towards the opposite side.

In an instant, half of the sky was dotted with flaming stars. Under Madara's command, they rushed to fall.

"defense"

Colorful lights flashed, and various defensive soul skills were used by the students, but there were still many students without defensive soul skills who suffered this wave.

One after another, the students were shot by kunai, and then their whole bodies were ignited by the flames on them, and they were wailing in pain.

But there were too many people, and the people who were eliminated at this time were really a drop in the bucket compared to the huge team of students.

The distance between the two parties got closer and closer, and the surging crowd finally collided directly with Ban Chong, and was smashed to pieces like waves hitting a rock.

Madara looked at the tall soul master in front of him, and swung out a long chain with the sickle in his hand, directly slashing him away and falling to the ground, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

However, more people came up and filled his position.

Madara held a scythe in one hand and a fan in the other, spinning like a whirlwind, knocking away or cutting down everyone in Huilong Ban.

At this time, the long-range attack also arrived. Feather arrows and various colorful rays were fired mercilessly towards Madara from all directions.

"We must kill him." All the soul masters who were using soul skills to carry out long-range attacks in the sky and on the ground had this thought in their minds, and each of them exerted all their strength and launched their soul skills with all their strength.

Faced with the desperate situation where all escape routes were blocked, Madara did not panic at all. Instead, he planted the sickle on the ground as he expected, held the fan tightly with both hands, took a deep breath, and started spinning.

"The Uchiha bounced back one by one."

I saw that all the rays and arrows turned around when they hit Madara's tiger-like fan, and instead fired towards their master.

"What?" Everyone inside and outside the venue widened their eyes in disbelief.

At this moment of confusion, the soul masters who were flying in the sky and launching long-range attacks were hit by their own soul skills, and they fell from the sky like powerless birds.

Poison Douluo Dugubo finally put away his careless expression, his eyes flickered as he looked at Madara who was killing everyone on the field, thinking in his heart: "This kid is really awesome."

"Oh," Meng Shenji and the three of them beat their chests. On the one hand, they felt that the students in the academy were really incapable of doing anything. On the other hand, they felt that it was a pity that such a genius had passed by their Tiandou Royal Academy.

Prince Xuexing felt guilty and ignored the looks of the three chiefs as if they wanted to eat him, and argued forcefully: "I don't believe he is so powerful that he can bring down the entire academy."

"It's not certain, my brother can really win." At this time, Tang San opened his mouth to reply, not frightened by the fact that the other party was a high-ranking prince.

"Huh!" Prince Snow Star's face suddenly turned ugly. Just when he was about to get angry, he found that the three old guys had already vaguely surrounded him in the middle. He could only swallow it with a cold snort.

The battle on the field was still in full swing. In this tragic battle, the students of Tiandou Royal Academy could be said to be wailing everywhere.

Madara made a mistake in his steps, and leaned slightly to avoid a sneak attack from behind by an agility-attack spirit master. He directly pinched his wrist with one hand and swung him out like a sledgehammer, sweeping away countless students who were surrounding him.

"Huhuo Dun. The Fire Dragon Sings." Madara took advantage of the gap and stretched his five fingers into the sky with one hand, as if he had grabbed something, and swung it down directly in front of him.

The five fire dragons, in no particular order, quickly amplified from the sky under the influence of the mixed chakra in the immortal mode, and then intertwined and rushed to the ground with blazing flames.

As five deafening explosions rang out, the entire training ground suddenly shook. The magician wanted to rush forward again. The teacher couldn't help but swayed, so he could only stop and slow down to stabilize his body.

But this just gives Madara a chance to break out. After all, under the fueling tactics, Madara will be severely consumed. Rather than doing this, it is better to take the initiative to break the deadlock.

Madara's combat boots stepped on the ground, and the next moment his figure had disappeared on the spot. The earth withstood the terrifying impact as if it was an afterthought, and the surrounding floor exploded directly.

In an instant, Madara rushed out of their siege, and with a casual slash of his sword, he knocked back a cat spirit master who was waiting for an opportunity to attack.

Before anyone around him could react, Madara threw away the few ninja tools left in his hand, and all the students in front of him fell down wailing.

"He's here." Madara heard the shout of a student behind him and turned around to already use his second soul skill.

A group of people had gathered and rushed towards Madara's back with great force. Unexpectedly, they all saw Madara's breathtaking eyes, and then fell into the boundless illusion.

"I was wrong, don't kill me." The students who had been malicious just now all rolled on the ground crying and crying.

Madara sneered in his heart: "You really have the will of a scumbag."

Madara looked indifferently at the students around him who were cowering and not daring to move forward, as if a superior god was scorning ants: "Now, my performance has just begun."

Madara's figure was like a phantom, flying across the entire training ground. Every time he paused and appeared, the people around him would fall down like wheat.

The sound of weapons clashing and the screams of the students merged into a beautiful melody. At this moment, the hearts of all the students were covered with a deep haze.

In the days to come, even hearing this name will remind them of today's tragic scene.

Madara took a step forward and happened to step into a puddle of blood: "If you can only do this, let me crush your ridiculous dignity."

All the people who were still standing looked like Madara, whose eyes were filled with intense fear that could not be overcome. No one dared to respond to him.

"You will definitely die here today" a roar successfully attracted Madara's attention.