Douluo Zhibo Madara

A strong body like a ferocious beast in the forest, coupled with the seven soul ring lines of yellow, yellow, purple, purple and black, can be extremely conspicuous and intimidating. "Powerful King Kong Bear?" Ban looked up and down at Zhao Wuji, who was possessed by the martial spirit, and asked coldly.

"Are you still scared?" Zhao Wuji grinned and gently turned his arm, making a terrible snapping sound.

"Afraid" Madara sneered. A seven-ring soul saint can make Uchiha Madara afraid, even a titled Douluo can't.

"Boy, get ready, I'm going to start." Zhao Wuji tried to wave his hand, and even made a sound of air explosion, which showed his great power.

"Then come on," Madara replied, and at the same time, there was a ninja tool in his hand, and he threw it directly at Zhao Wuji without looking, preparing to catch her off guard.

"We are really brothers with Xiao San." After Zhao Wuji saw the knife in Ban's hand, he was suddenly stunned, and then said a little funny.

Zhao Wuji had expected the hidden weapon attack Tang San had shown before, and had already prepared himself for it.

It was the first time that Zhao Wuji suffered a loss from Tang San's strange hidden weapon attack. Now he was naturally a little cautious. His first spirit ring flashed, and the Fudo Ming King's body that he had used to resist the explosion was quietly used.

Countless ninja kunai densely packed with snowflakes shot towards Zhao Wuji.

"You damn thing, don't you only have this ability?" Zhao Wuji put his hands on his hips with disdain, puffed out his chest, and prepared to face any provocative words.

Madarajiu was fighting in the ninja world. Although he knew that he should not be carried away by anger during the battle, all of Zhao Wuji's screams went in one ear and out the other.

"Then try to see if you can take over my skills." Ban responded loudly, diverting Zhao Wuji's attention.

The kunai, shuriken and other ninja tools that were originally in the air suddenly collided and changed direction while Madara and Zhao Wuki were talking. Each ninja tool was shot towards Zhao Wuki's vitals.

"This, how is this done?" Oscar said in shock as his jaw almost dropped to the ground.

"It's skills." Tang San was about to answer, but he didn't expect the dean who was watching the battle to stand up and explain, but his eyes were fixed on the two fighting people.

What a monster! He actually used his skills to such an extent. Flanders exclaimed in his heart, although he also couldn't stand the behavior.

Zhao Wuji had no intention of resisting at first, but he found that after the ninja tool changed its trajectory, it became unusually cruel and dangerous. Each ninja tool was aimed at vital points such as eyes or ears.

"Fuji Mingwang Shen" Zhao Wuji was not worried at all. While roaring, there seemed to be a golden shadow of Mingwang shrouding her body, looking extremely sacred and solemn.

Ding Ding Ding

As soon as Madara's ninja tool touched this phantom, it seemed to be knocked on a stone, unable to move forward, and then fell to the ground weakly, making a clanking sound.

"What a pity." Flanders, who should obviously be on Zhao Wuji's side, shook his head and said with some regret.

In terms of technique, this move is simply perfect. It couldn't be more perfect.

"Just wait and see, Teacher Zhao will definitely teach him a lesson this time." Ma Hongjun waved his fist ferociously, as if he was punching not the air but the heinous Banner.

"That's not necessarily true." Tang San, who was silent on the side, suddenly said with a bright light in his eyes, "If you don't believe it, let's take a gamble."

"If you want to bet, just bet." Ma Hongjun turned to look at Tang San in surprise and said angrily, obviously he was very resentful about Tang San's brother hurting Dai Mubai.

Tang San smiled nonchalantly and said, "Whoever loses will have to eat ten Oscar sausages."

"Ah, no, no problem." Ma Hongjun thought about the ten sausages, and then thought about Oscar's obscene spell. He couldn't help but shuddered, but he still insisted on saying.

The battle on the field did not end because of the conversation between the two of them, but became more intense.

"Boy, please tickle me." Zhao Wuji, you were also a demon king when you were young. You didn't fight back when you were beaten. This was obviously not the case. While greeting Ban, he had already activated his second soul ring.

I saw Zhao Wuji stepping forward fiercely, and at the same time, a bear paw the size of a cattail leaf fan was slapped towards Madara.

You must know how powerful Soul Saint's blow is, and it is definitely not something that Banner can easily block now, so Zhao Wuji collected some strength in advance and planned to blow Ban away with the wind of his palm.

not good

Experts will know if there is one as soon as they take action.This palm was still in mid-air, and Madara felt as if he was about to be beaten into a pulp alive. The alarm bell rang in his heart, and he concentrated on preparing to deal with it.

But Ban's next move was beyond Zhao Wuji's expectations.Madara did not retreat as everyone expected, but rushed forward as if going crazy.

Everyone in Shrek found the scene in front of them unbelievable. There were actually people rushing up to take the Soul Saint's blow instead of avoiding it.

Ning Rongrong opened her mouth in surprise and asked in disbelief: "Is he crazy?"

"No." Flanders has the highest cultivation level among Shrek, and his vision is unmatched by others. Looking at the longing eyes of many students, he could only sigh and continue to explain: "Old Zhao's powerful Vajra Palm attack The range is the good deeds in front of him. Even if he goes up or retreats, he will be knocked out by the wind of the palm. Once he is touched, he will have no chance next."

After hearing the dean's explanation, everyone finally understood and at the same time felt extremely moved by Madara's ruthless determination.

The only way to avoid Zhao Wuji's powerful Vajra Palm is to move forward, but in this life-and-death crisis situation, how many soul masters can make such a calm and decisive judgment?

While everyone was chatting, the battle on the field was still going on. Madara was like a flexible monkey running into the bear's arms, as if he had thrown himself into a trap.

But this also allowed Madara to narrowly avoid Zhao Wuji's inevitable palm, and then like a smooth loach, he slid past Zhao Wuji's armpit unscathed.

Then, like a blind bear catching a fish, Madara Universe Wuji started a hide-and-seek game, and no one could touch anyone.

"This is too slippery, isn't it?" Zhao Wuji felt extremely headache for the first time with a three-ring soul master.

Madara's Sharingan's ability to increase dynamic vision is extremely abnormal, coupled with Madara's own reaction ability, although it is far inferior to Zhao Wuji in terms of speed, it is better than Zhao Wuji because of his quick reaction, which actually caused Zhao Wuji, the soul saint, to lose his ability due to his carelessness. Handed.

"Hufufu" Madara gasped, and his leg muscles even felt a little cramped.

Madara's current physical strength can even support him to fight day and night in the Soul Fighting Forest, but at this moment it seems a little stretched.

Because the pressure from Zhao Wuji was so great, Madara had to do his best every time he dodges, without any reservation in physical strength.

As for the soul skills, Madara didn't have time to release them at all, as long as there was the slightest pause, Zhao Wuji's bear paw would follow.

It seems like we have to give it a try

Although Madara was very tired physically, his spirit seemed to be sublimated with incomparable excitement. He was immersed in the hearty battle and grew rapidly under the pressure of life and death.

The bellicosity in Madara's bones has been ignited